Here Lies The Wicked

Chapter 281 Wandering Sound

"Ghost!"

A scream rang out in the White pagoda park, and Old god stick ran out of the public toilet in rags.

Old god stick ran to the road only to find that Fang Zheng had appeared here at some unknown time, standing at the gate of the non-staple food processing plant next to the park, looking into the factory area.

"Little brother, help, there's a ghost in the public toilet over there! And a voyeur!"

Old god stick immediately rushed to Fang Zheng's side to ask for help, as if he saw the heavenly soldiers coming.

Fang Zheng looked at Old god stick speechlessly, "Don't you always brag about competing for jobs with country monks and country The godmother? Old god stick, you're too cowardly."

Old god stick was so excited that he spat and said, "Can you try? When you go to the bathroom, you look down and see a pale face looking at you from the bottom up."

"Old dao's innocence for the rest of my life, little brother. You have to compensate old dao for my mental loss."

The more Old god stick spoke, the more sad he became.

Fang Zheng: ..."

"I'm not the one who peeped at you. If you want to pay for mental damage, you should go to that voyeur demon."

Old god stick had a painful expression on his face, "Let's not talk about the voyeur. I was so scared that I threw the only phone in the public toilet. It was a double card, double stay and two phone that the old man bought for two hundred yuan. It's worth two hundred yuan. Why don't you go back with me and pick it up?"

Fang Zheng: "Leave your phone there first. No one will pick it up in the middle of the night. Did you notice something wrong with this food processing plant just now?"

At this point, Fang Zheng's face froze.

"Little brother, did you hear the sound of the ankles of those people?"

Next, Old god stick immediately said what he had heard and guessed two other voices.

And which building the source of the sound came from.

When he finished speaking, Old god stick seemed to remember something. He looked at Fang Zheng doubtfully, "Little brother, didn't you wait for me at the entrance of the industrial park? How did you find me here?"

Fang Zheng pointed to the night sky above him, "It's not because you were too slow to come back, so I came to find you."

"After all, if anything happens to you, I, as a boss, have to support my employees for the rest of my life."

Old god stick was moved and was about to say something emotional when Fang Zheng ignored Old god stick and continued to look at the food processing plant in front of him, "Let's go in first and deal with what happened here, then deal with your ghost."

In fact, Fang Zheng's real thought was that your side was just a lecherous ghost. There might be more than one ghost in this factory area.

The best of both worlds.

In order to avoid disturbing the ghosts in this factory area in advance, you can only aggrieve your pervert and continue to smoke in the public toilet for a while.

"Little brother, you are a righteous man." Old god stick suddenly spoke with a serious face.

"You must be trying to save the workers inside, right? It's okay. I still have this awareness of the old dao. Sacrificing the small me makes the big me... Little brother, after the old dao's second-hand phone was short-circuited by the blister, I wonder if I can reimburse the department for a new phone?"

If, without the second half of the sentence...

...

It was already midnight.

The workers in the factory area had already rested and were quiet.

Fang Zheng and Old god stick went straight through the wall, but when they went through the wall and into the factory, the sound of many people's ankles disappeared.

After listening carefully for 20 seconds, the voice did disappear.

Fang Zheng hesitated for a moment before the two of them entered the building that made a strange noise.

This was a residential building. There was no iron door on the first floor, and there was a long, dark staircase facing it. When footsteps were heard, the sound control lights automatically lit up.

However, the power of the voice-activated light is very small, and it can only be used to reluctantly illuminate.

The two of them entered the building easily and were not noticed by anyone else. It seemed that the people here were sleeping soundly and could not be disturbed by the outside world. For a moment, in addition to the slight footsteps, only the conversation between Fang Zheng and Old god stick could be heard, "Old god stick, you heard a lot of people's ankles. Can you tell which floor they came from?"

Old god stick thought back and said, "It seems to be from the second floor? No, it seems to be from the third floor?"

"When you think about it, it seems that it came from the first floor again..."

Fang Zheng pondered, "Let's assume a possibility first. Maybe the sound of these ankles circulates from the first floor to the third floor?"

Old god stick thought about it and asked Fang Zheng what he was going to do.

"We can't get into the staff dormitory. We have to check every corridor and staircase first to see if we can find any clues."

"By the way, what did the ghost you just met look like?" Fang Zheng asked something.

Old god stick carefully recalled the face between his crotch, "It's very pale, and it's painted with very thick and seductive blushes, just like a Paper pricking."

Hearing Old god stick's description, Fang Zheng was stunned.

Then he frowned slightly.

He suddenly had a bad feeling that Gao Shuhua didn't show up, and he just ran to the area of the lineman and the gravekeeper?

Otherwise, it wouldn't have been such a coincidence that someone with a paper clip appeared nearby.

Had he been exposed since the beginning?

However, compared to this matter, there is one more thing that needs to be solved first: "Old god stick, have you noticed that we have been walking in the stairs on the first floor for three minutes and haven't reached the second floor yet?"

Hearing this, Old god stick was so scared that the flabby skin on his old face shook and he looked around nervously.

"Did you meet a ghost to cover your eyes?"

Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked coldly at the stairs, "It seems that not only did we meet a ghost to cover our eyes, but the whole building was covered by ghosts. That's why we can only hear strange noises outside, but nothing when we get close to this building."

"Look, I broke through the ghost wall here first."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Zheng had untied the guitar backpack he had been carrying on his back. Suddenly, the knife box appeared and the red glow on the vermillion ink line was bright.

Bang!

The box stomped heavily on the ground, where it came into contact with the ground, red awns tore through the ground like cracks in lava, spreading rapidly in all directions.

"Break it for me!"

Boom!

There was a sudden jolt in the air, and a wave of hot air shook. It was the pure yang breath on the vermillion ink line to ward off evil spirits.

In an instant, the surrounding environment was broken like a mirror... Crack, crack, crack inch by inch, and finally burst into the sky to disappear, then finally revealed the original appearance of the dormitory building.

The old color, the peeled paint, the smell of machine oil in the air... Also, Fang Zheng and Old god stick were hovering on the first step on the first floor.

Just then, bang... Bang...

The sound of many people's ankles reappeared on the third floor!

Fang Zheng went straight up to the third floor!

How dare Old god stick stay alone? He quickly followed and whispered, "Little brother, wait for me..."

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