It's the most effective way to deal with fools. People with too many minds can't be frightened so easily. Since then, Qin Zihang, a boy, was taken care of by his brothers. Let alone do bad things, he didn't even dare to trample an ant to death.
Of course, this is all later. After dinner, I arranged a room for their brother and sister. I went downstairs to the dungeon.
JOYA guessed that I would come and wait at the dungeon door. When she went in, JOYA smiled and said to me, "I overheard it outside the restaurant just now. Brother beast is really a good means. But if Chen Xiaodao hears it, he will not accept it. His soul has been broken up. How can he get into the oil pot and go to hell? "
I looked at her obliquely and said, "look at my eyes!"
"Oh, I'm lost. I can't see..." Qiao Yage ran forward with a smile.
The casino dungeon has dozens of cells and several tunnels. Each tunnel, reflected by ghost fires on the walls on both sides, looks gloomy and strange, with a smell of hell.
Que Chao didn't lead the way this time, because you can find it by following the dog's bark. I saw two vicious dogs squatting outside a cell, barking at the iron fence cell door.
Ruan Zijie shrank in the dark and humid corner of the wall and couldn't help shivering. It seemed that he was going to be scared to death. The evil dogs in the wild dog ridge look fiercer than the Tibetan mastiff, and every barking will go straight to people's heart, which makes people heartbroken and out of their minds. Let the dog chat with him, it is equivalent to a unique torture.
I whistled, and the two dogs whined and ran away. I squatted down and smiled at Ruan Zijie in prison: "are you very happy to chat with my two dogs?"
Ruan Zijie stared at a pair of frightened eyes. His teeth rattled and said, "open... Happy..." this grandson is a smart man. How dare he not follow me?
I nodded with satisfaction: "why don't you call them back and talk about ten dollars?"
"No, no, no... I've had enough fun. I'm afraid I'll be happy if I talk again!" Ruan Zijie quickly waved his hand and said.
Hearing that he was afraid of being happy, Joey couldn't help laughing.
I smiled and asked seriously, "but why can't I see that you look a little happy?"
Ruan Zijie quickly piled up a smile on his face, which was more ugly than crying. He only heard him say: "just now I was a little too happy, so... Take a slow time... Yes, take a slow time!"
I still held back my smile and asked, "how many times have you been to that amusement park haunted house?"
Ruan Zijie was stunned. It seemed unexpected that I would ask this question. Blinked and said, "I've only been there twice. Where does the child like to play, but I don't have much time. His mother is timid."
I frowned and said, "I've been there twice. Do you think there's a problem with that haunted house?"
"Yes, of course!" Ruan Zijie hurriedly said, "every time I go, I feel that time stops somewhere. I seem to have fainted, but I can't think of whether I was dizzy. In short, it's strange. "
I hum, my heart said that I must have seen too many ghost films. I felt that there were no ghost films in the haunted house, so I was pulled into the devil's city. Thinking of this, I asked, "do you know who the owner of the haunted house is?"
Ruan Zijie was stunned and said, "I've really heard of this man. I mentioned him at a friend's party. It's said that he's just a young man in his early twenties... Er, I don't respect youth enough. If you're young and promising, you'll have a bright future in the future... "
"Don't flatter me and talk about this man." I said with a straight face.
"OK, OK, say this man." Ruan Zijie looked servile. "No one knows his name. It is said that he is a rich second generation and his family is very rich. But he doesn't like working in his own company, so he likes to open haunted houses. He has been open in that amusement park for six or seven years... "
"You wait!" I stopped him. "In my early twenties, I've opened a haunted house in the playground for six or seven years. Are you talking nonsense to me?"
Ruan Zijie said bitterly, "I didn't lie to you. When he opened the haunted house, he heard that he was only fourteen or five years old. The family has money. What does he want to do? Age is not a problem. Some people say that the child is the black sheep of the family. If he is obsessed with that trick, he will not do his job. Some people also say that the child is a messenger sent by ghosts and gods to the world... "
Hearing this, I want to vomit his face. Man is the authentic human envoy. No one can be a ghost messenger at will!
Ruan Zijie went on to say, "why do you say so, because the child can't cry or laugh from birth. From childhood to thunder, he would stand on the roof with open arms. Some people saw with their own eyes that thunderbolts hit him, but he was unharmed. Do you think it's mysterious? "
What's the mystery? My friend was struck by thunder more than once and didn't die.
But then listen, the more I listen, the more I feel frightened. Because some don't sound like nonsense. For example, on ghost day, he would go to the street late at night and stop at each intersection until dawn. After his grandfather died, he told his parents that there was no need to burn paper money. Grandpa couldn't receive it because he got on the train. And he can predict who will die at some time the next day, and the result is accurate!
The demon said in surprise, "this is definitely not a legend. I think it should come from his mouth. Predicting life and death, like divination, reveals the secrets of heaven and will be punished by heaven. He is still alive and well, and can pass through the devil's city at any time to monitor the mysterious train you said. He is by no means an ordinary person. He may really be a ghost messenger! "
I'll smash my mouth. I don't think it's a precedent. Is this guy my colleague? In charge of a ghost town similar to the club on earth, and the duty of monitoring the train full of frightened passengers?
Thinking of this, he got up and went out. Ruan Zijie hurriedly asked, "where are you going? Don't you let me go? "
"Shut up!" I scolded, "stay here!"
He hurried to the door of the dungeon, waved Qiaoya away, took out the bamboo card given by MINGYE, pressed the engraved word Tongming with his thumb, and said, "seventh and eighth masters, can you hear me?"
Seven then said, "what's the problem?"
I asked, "is there any human envoy in Lincheng? Or a stranger who works for the underground? "
"No, you're the only one in Lincheng!"
I scratched my head: "this man may not be from Lincheng. He just took a job in the underworld and lived in Lincheng. Can you think of who he is?"
The old seven thought: "all the strangers who take the job in the underworld live in the land under their jurisdiction as required. They are not allowed to move or go out for a long time. Like your special envoy running back and forth, this is the only one. "
I wondered and asked seven, "did you hear that there is a ghost town hidden in the ghost house in Lincheng, so that I can see a train full of dead ghosts?"
Old seven hissed at the speech and looked a little surprised: "did this train appear in Lincheng?"