Abnormal group wear

What humans are most afraid of is not ghosts and goblins, but the fear of the unknown.However, a certain great painter slapped his chest and uttered big words at noon. If he backed down now, he might have no place to put his face on.

"Okay, I'll wear a coat."

In summer, the air is sultry, but there is a moment of coolness in the middle of the night. Cheng Xiaochi leads the way, followed by the little girl Xiaozuo.

"Little beak, there is a toilet in front of you, go in by yourself, I am different from you."

That ancient night was pitch black, there was a candlestick in the house, Cheng Xiaochi brought it out, he handed it to Xiaozuo, and after giving it to Xiaoyuan, the fire light around him disappeared, darkness enveloped him, as if falling into an infinite abyss.

Seeing Xiao Zuo's frightened expression, Cheng Xiaochi cleared his throat to embolden him.

"It's okay, I'm outside, call me if you have something to do."

Xiaozhu took the candlestick and walked carefully to the toilet, and said softly, "You must wait for me!"

"Do not worry!"

Xiao Zuo went into the toilet, the lights went out, and the surroundings were completely dark. Cheng Xiaochi couldn't help but sang two tigers in his heart.

Cicada and Cricket paused for a while, and then started singing again.For no reason, the atmosphere here is dyed with a hint of ghost movie titles.

Cheng Xiaochi lowered his head and noticed his faint shadow shaking by the moonlight.

He swallowed.Only then did I discover the root of the matter, it turned out that my legs were shaking.

Gee.

He slapped his thigh hard, scolding himself for not being up to date, his trembling heart slightly changed his mood with the nonsensical self-mockery.Little Beak trotted back, "Xiaochi, what's wrong, what did you hit yourself for?"

"mosquito."

"is it?"

Cheng Xiaochi nodded heavily and scratched his waist to show the truth.

"Let's go, let's go back, we have to get up early tomorrow."

The two of them were about to walk back when a voice called "Help!" came from nowhere.

The sound floated in the empty yard along with the rare and pitiful cool wind in the late summer night.

Xiao Zuo's body shook three times, and Cheng Xiaochi's legs shook three times.

"Xiao Xiaochi, is it... someone shouting?" Xiaozuo showed fear, his voice trembling, and he grabbed Cheng Xiaochi's arm.

"No... no?"

Before he had time to feel his sister's body temperature, Cheng Xiaochi only felt his body temperature rising, and his whole mind went blank, as if he would lift his foot and kick out the little beak that was on it in the next moment.

It wasn't because he was frightened by the sound, but...there was something wrong with his body!

On the day he first arrived, he discovered that this body has a big bug, and he can't touch others, and others can't touch himself.

This kind of inexplicable disease is outrageous, and it is a bit appropriate to compare it to - pure as a Western saint.

As long as someone touches it, even through clothes, the body's defense system will automatically activate, trembling, heartbeat speed up, face turning red, etc.

He couldn't imagine what it would be like to have direct contact.

And the people around him didn't know about his illness, at least Cheng Guogong didn't know about it, that's why they sent him directly to the palace.

At this moment, he was not scared to death by ghosts, but almost scared to death by people.

Xiaochi quickly withdrew his arm from Xiaozuo's embrace and took a step away, only then did he feel better, and the oppressive feeling slowly dissipated.

A faint voice swayed in the empty space: "Help...help!"

The voice was too clear, he doubted himself, could he have come through a world where ghosts and gods really exist?

Little Beak was so frightened that his legs went limp and paralyzed, and he sat on the ground.Hovering on the verge of crying, with a trembling voice: "Xiaochi, didn't you say that ghosts are not scary? Why are your legs shaking too?"

"Didn't I tell you? There are many mosquitoes! Shake your legs to prevent mosquitoes."

As soon as he finished speaking, there were a few more shouts for help, "Help..."

Little Beak was really paralyzed by fright this time, and cried aloud, chanting those words: "I suffered a lot when I was young, my parents didn't love me, I was sent to the palace, and I was framed..."

Cheng Xiaochi was chanted one head and two big, and the voice calling for help became more frequent, as if calling for a soul.

Just listening to it, Cheng Xiaochi always felt that this voice was very familiar.

"Wait, this voice..." Cheng Xiaochi walked to another toilet.

Xiao Zuo squatted on the spot and cried, seeing Cheng Xiaochi's actions in admiration, and whispered: "Xiaochi, you come back, don't go there, come back quickly!"

Cheng Xiaochi slowly approached the source of the sound, and the sound became clearer and clearer.

"Help! Is there anyone! Help!"

Cheng Xiaochi listened carefully, hey, isn't that the voice of the head of the Laundry Bureau! ?

"Is it Director Zhao?" Cheng Xiaochi pinched his nose to block the ammonia gas, and called out tentatively.

As if he had caught a life-saving straw, Director Zhao shouted: "It's me!!!"

Xiao Zuo looked at the development of the matter behind her with a dazed expression, but she was so blessed that she suddenly thought of something and felt that something was wrong: "Wait! Xiao Chi, why didn't you see Director Zhao go in just now? Is it really Mr. Zhao inside?"

Cheng Xiaochi's whole body trembled.

"You're right! Obviously no one goes in! I'm afraid it's a tricky ghost!! If you fall, you must be suffocated to death by shit!"

Mr. Zhao, who was still in the cesspit, almost vomited blood, and shouted anxiously: "Oh, it's really me. I fell for half an hour. Fortunately, the cesspit was cleaned yesterday, and I only passed my waist. Is it Chengchi? Save our family Go up, our family will give you benefits..."

Cheng Xiaochi didn't make a sound, and Director Zhao was so frightened that he wanted to leave.

"Whatever you want, just ask!"

He wants to soak for another night, afraid he will die in this cesspit!When Eunuch Zhao was in despair, a voice came slowly.

"My lord, the little one likes to recite poems and fight against each other on weekdays, and I want a set of the four treasures of the study."

"No problem!" Director Zhao agreed without thinking.

There was no sound outside again, Manager Zhao almost didn't cry, he thought that if he could get out, he would kill this kid.

But after much deliberation, this kid is the son of the Duke, maybe the Duke will come to lead him after a few days when the emperor calms down.

Manager Zhao thought, I'm miserable too, it's fine if I don't get a lot of money, I thought it was enough to support the elderly here, but I ran into this kind of thing.

I don't know who threw a handkerchief here today, he slipped off his feet, if he finds out, there must be good fruit to eat! !

Thinking about it, Director Zhao was in tears, and not long after he cried, this kid came back.

He hung the rope from above, and Mr. Zhao quickly climbed onto the rope, pulling the rope up little by little.

As soon as he got out of the cesspit, under the candlelight, the kid from Chengchi had a rope wrapped around his waist, and he held his nose and handed him a piece of paper.

"I don't mean anything else, but I'm worried that you are old and easy to forget things. Why don't you make a written note first. I wrote the words with black charcoal. You can just press a bet. If you don't use red ink pad, you can use dung... "

Director Zhao was already disgusted by the feces, and he had already vomited twice, but now he was so angry that he almost kicked his legs away.

It says on the paper——I, Mr. Zhao, owe Cheng Guogong’s young master Chengchi a set of pens, ink, paper and inkstone today.