Maoshan Ghostbusters

In the reference room, the administrator hummed a small song to clean the dust on the shelf.

The administrator Lao Wang is a middle-aged man who is nearly fifty years old. He has been working in the data room since he entered this hospital. In a blink of an eye, he has also worked for more than 20 years. In these years, although he has not made any outstanding achievements, There is nothing wrong. Of course, the job of a data room administrator is not a job that can make achievements.

That's why Lao Wang stayed in the most inconspicuous position of the hospital, working in obscurity. Colleagues who entered the hospital at the same time as him have been promoted and quit, but he has always been an administrator, doing the most basic level of work.

As usual, Lao Wang hummed a little song, and took the feather duster to dust off the materials.

The data room of a hospital is different from that of other units. The data of other units is at most some file files. In addition to the file files in the hospital's data room, there are also some organs or deformed fetuses stored here.

For example, cabinet No. 4 is dedicated to storing such special materials.

In addition to the deformed baby corpse just stored on the shelf of the fourth cabinet, there are various human organs stored before. From a distance, there is a glass bottle of water stored on the fourth cabinet. Although the size of the glass bottle is different, the contents in the bottle are shocking.

However, Lao Wang had already taken offense to the contents of the glass bottle. Remember, when I was first assigned to work in the data room, Lao Wang, of course, should have been Xiao Wang at that time. The thing he feared most was to clean the No. 4 cabinet and look at the things in the cabinet. Xiao Wang was always frightened. Of course now, with the passage of time, Xiao Wang has become Lao Wang, and Lao Wang has changed from being timid and insensitive to the present. Now he is indifferent even if he sees the disgusting and terrifying deposits.

After being instructed, Lao Wang also placed incense candles in his office. It is said that by doing so, he can slightly touch the spiritual bodies that are invisible to human eyes.

There is always dust in the data room. Pharaoh walks around with a feather duster every day, but when he gets up early to work every day, he finds that there is still a layer of dirt on the data.

Lao Wang was dusting the dust, and suddenly heard a strange voice coming from behind him.

And the direction of the sound is cabinet four.

The voice sounded like a slight gasp, and it was like a soft sigh of an immature child.

Lao Wang was terrified, and he asked how could this immature child sigh?

"Huh? Where is who?"

Even though he knew that he was the only person in the information, Lao Wang asked habitually.

Of course, no one answered at all, because there was always only Lao Wang in the data room.

"Is anyone here?"

Old Wang boldly asked again.

Still no one answered, but the strange voice continued.

The lights in the reference room are always bright. As long as Lao Wang is there, he will turn on the lights to brighten every corner of the reference room.

"Isn't it the baby corpse I sent you just now?"

For no reason, Lao Wang had such thoughts in his heart.

It is said that ghosts are also afraid of wicked people. To embolden himself, Pharaoh pulled his face down and roared.

"Boy, you don't pretend to be foolish."

Now, the strange sound stopped abruptly.

"Huh? It's silent. It seems that cursing it is still useful. This **** is just cursing."

Lao Wang scolded and walked to the cabinet, squatted on the glass bottle containing the corpse of the little monster, almost shouting out in fright.

He actually saw that the little monster who had closed his eyes opened his eyes.

This discovery made Lao Wang soft and collapsed on the ground.

However, Lao Wang rubbed his eyes and took a closer look, and found that the little monster's eyes were closed, not open at all.

"Grandma, you bastard, you scare me when you die. No wonder you **** can't die."

Lao Wang rubbed his **** and stood up, and then looked at the glass bottle and found that something was wrong again.

What's wrong again?

He found that the liquid in the glass bottle was shaking.

The liquid contained in the glass bottle is formalin. According to the theory, this bottle was placed on the shelf by Pharaoh. After Pharaoh placed the bottle, he wiped the floor of the reference room again and lighted the fragrance. It took twenty minutes to survive the busy lap.

In other words, the liquid in the bottle was still swaying twenty minutes after Pharaoh put the bottle on the shelf. This was obviously not quite right.

There is only one reason why the liquid in the bottle can sway, that is, the little monster has just changed it, and only if it is changed inside can it cause the liquid to sway.

Thinking of this reason, Lao Wang's white hair sweat that had just gone down came out again.

It happened that at this moment, a strange laughter came.

Squeaky--chuckled--

This is obviously the laughter of a little baby.

The laughter was very subtle, like it came from a very far away place, and it was like a weird sound coming from the bottom of the water or some deep jar.

Hearing this laughter, Lao Wang immediately freaked out and couldn't even run away.

"Boy, are you laughing?"

No one answered, but the weird laughter continued.

He opened his eyes and looked at the little monster in the bottle. Cautiously put his ear on the glass bottle.

The cold glass bottle made him awake a lot, and now he heard more clearly.

The laughter did come from the bottle. Because it was stuck on the wall of the bottle, Lao Wang could even feel the bottle trembling slightly.

It is clear that the laughter is from the little monster. Since this thing can still laugh, then it is not dead.

Lao Wang jerked, jumped away from the bottle, grabbed the feather duster, and glared at the little monster in the bottle.

"Boy, I have worked in the reference room for more than 20 years, so don't scare me. I have never seen anything."

Lao Wang danced the feather duster so loudly, he planned to demonstrate to the little monster.

Squeaky--chuckled--

The laughter was a lot louder than before.

"You little bastard, are you laughing at Lao Tzu? Believe it or not Lao Tzu caught you and grilled you for meat."

Pharaoh deliberately uttered bad words, intending to scare this deformed freak.

Squeaky--chuckled--

The laughter is louder.

At this time, Lao Wang was completely mad.

Because he didn't see the little monster opening its mouth, how did it make a laugh?

Lao Wang was so scared that he ran away from the No. 4 cabinet and ran to the entrance of the data room. He knelt down with a thump, and there was an incense table at the entrance.

Facing the incense case, Lao Wang kept kowtow.

"Little monster, you should rest in peace and stop making trouble. Hurry up and reincarnate. Pharaoh, my mouth is not bad, and my heart is not bad. I wish you an early reincarnation in the underworld and cast a good family. Endless. Little monster, I will burn you all these joss sticks. If you eat them, just behave and don't make trouble anymore."