I quit my job after working part-time at the Demon Management Bureau

Even though it's only past three o'clock in the afternoon, Chi Mu is still a little sleepy after driving all day.

After playing with Hu Zili for a while, he finished his simple wash, took off his shoes and lay down on the bed before going to sleep.

Seeing that he fell asleep soon, Hu Zili turned down the fan to prevent it from blowing on Chi Mu.

The old fan is covered with a thick layer of dust, and there is a faint creaking sound from the age when it is turning. There is only a second-speed button on the broken button, and the moderate wind can't blow away the dullness in the room. and hot.

The rainstorm comes very quickly but goes very slowly. When Chi Mu woke up, he looked at the eye wall subconsciously. After realizing that there were no windows here, he slowly took out his phone to check the time.

At five fifty, he slept for nearly three hours.

Apart from him and a fan that seemed to be falling apart at any time, there was nothing in the room.

In such a weird place, the first thing Chi Mu did was to find Hu Zili. Just as he was about to press the phone number, he heard the sound of a key turning on the bedroom door.

The next second, Hu Zili came in with a small bag of food.

Chi Mu's slightly frowned brows loosened without a trace: "Where did you go?"

"Go out and buy some food." Hu Zili didn't talk nonsense, and put the things directly on a small table in the corner, "There is no supermarket nearby, so I drove to the grocery store before to buy it."

Chi Mu muttered, "It's still quite a distance."

He leaned over and looked at the contents of his pockets, and found that they were all convenience foods such as biscuits and instant food, but the grades were really not high, some of which he had never even heard of.

In fact, Chi Mu put a lot of food and water in the trunk of the car when he came here, but he forgot to tell Hu Zili, and he actually made him run back and forth.

"Is it still raining outside?" Chi Mu couldn't hear the sound outside, and wasn't sure what the weather was like.

Hu Zili turned on the fan and blew on himself for a while: "No more."

With a hum, Chi Mu opened a bag of biscuits, crunched and started to eat.

Hu Zili suddenly said: "When I came back just now, I knocked on the door next door."

"???" Chi Mu was a little surprised, but when he saw Huzili, his expression became playful, "Oh? How? Is the person next door a ghost?"

Hu Zili didn't answer him, but talked about something else: "You said in the afternoon, the boss said that the hotel was full, but I knocked on five doors just now, but no one opened the door for me, or gave me any response."

Hearing these words, Chi Mu rubbed his chin and smiled slowly: "That's interesting."

"What?" Hu Zili opened a pack of wet tissues and wiped his hands and face. The slightly cold touch relieved him a lot from the sweltering heat just now.

Chi Mu sat cross-legged on the bed, stretched her chin with one hand on her leg, held a biscuit in the other, and looked at Hu Zili with a smile: "Do you want to know what secrets this hotel has?"

"No." Hu Zili replied without thinking, "Don't forget what we are here for, don't look for other things, I don't want to waste time and deal with it at all."

Chi Mu persuasively said: "How can this be called something else? Curiosity is something that is used to reveal the secrets to ourselves. You said, if we don't find out what's weird about this hotel this time, we will think about it later. Wouldn't it be painful to scratch your heart?"

"That's you, right?" Hu Zili warned him with a sign of refusal written all over his body, "Curiosity killed the cat, we're here to deal with the things that need to be dealt with before we leave, don't make more troubles. "

Hu Zili's tough attitude made Chi Mu a little bored, he didn't even want to eat biscuits: "If you're not curious, you're not curious."

Seeing him give up, Hu Zili also heaved a sigh of relief.

The two ate something casually, and made up their minds to go to the village tomorrow, but for a person who slept in the car for a long time and slept for two or three hours in the hotel, he really couldn't sleep, let alone the current It's still early.

There is no TV or wireless in this room at all, the signal is not good enough, Chi Mu can't play games even if he wants to, and there is no place for entertainment around.

Bored, all he could do was scroll through WeChat, read the news, and browse Weibo, and it was almost twelve o'clock.

Suddenly, the mobile phone received a Weibo message from Hu Zili, who he quietly followed——

Huzili: What songs are suitable for falling asleep?

Under this Weibo that was just sent out, there are over ten thousand people in just a moment.

Chi Mu clicked his tongue twice, and turned to look at Hu Zili who was leaning on the bed and playing with his mobile phone. The dim light bulb in the room shone on his face, blurring his sharp-edged face. It is to add a lot of soft colors to his indifferent eyebrows and eyes.

Just as Chi Mu was watching with a little rapt attention, he suddenly heard a soft knock at the door.

Someone is trying to open the door.

Chi Mu and Hu Zili looked at each other, and they both saw surprise in each other's eyes.

Hu Zili typed on the phone to show Chi Mu: It was locked when I came back.

Seeing this line of words, Chi Mu breathed a sigh of relief, he lifted the quilt, and walked to the door lightly, his voice became much clearer.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, and his superior hearing condition allowed him to hear the conversation outside without putting his ears on the door, but because Hu Zili was here, he still made a pretense to stick it.

Outside the door, the boss's voice sounded angrily: "These two little turtle grandchildren have locked the door!"

"Who told you to put a bolt in the room?" A woman's voice was also a little annoyed, "That's it, we won't be able to steal these two fat sheep tonight."

"It's a pity." The boss sighed, and suddenly remembered something, and said to the woman, "By the way, did you buy the 212 old Zhang?"

"It's probably coming soon, it's already twelve o'clock." The woman said to the boss disappointedly, "Since you can't open this room, let's go, and take it as an advantage for the two of you."

The boss's tone was unhappy: "Okay, let's go, let's go downstairs and wait for Lao Zhang, and then go to 212."

The voices of the two people went back and forth, and soon disappeared. After Chi Mu didn't feel that there was anyone outside, she returned to the bed in peace.

"What were you listening to just now?" Hu Zili still typed for Chi Mu to read.

Chi Mu said: "They are gone, no need to type, just talk."

"They?" Hu Zili asked, "Who else?"

"A woman. The voice sounds quite old, and it is very likely to be the boss's wife." While analyzing, Chi Mu told Hu Zili what he just heard.

Hu Zili pondered Chi Mu's words: "Are you sure they are talking about buying 212?"

Chi Mu shrugged, noncommittal, could he have heard wrong?

Now he is very curious about the meaning of this sentence, what does it mean to buy 212, isn't 212 a room, can it still be bought?

Or maybe there is something in 212 that can be sold to the so-called old Zhang, so he showed up in this hotel in the middle of the night.

The more Chi Mu thinks about it, the more interesting she finds it, she has an urge to put on her clothes now and be ready to find out at any time.

The sharp-eyed Hu Zili saw through Chi Mu's eagerness to move, and warned him again: "Don't worry about it."

twilight:"……"

Although he really doesn't want to listen to Hu Zili's words, Chi Mu still chooses not to gossip.

He returned to the bed, snorted coldly at Hu Zili, covered the quilt and started playing with his mobile phone again, Hu Zili was very calm, as if the resentful people around him were not targeting him.

The two of them fell asleep in the middle of the night, and slept until morning. If the lights were not on, the room could be said to be invisible, and it was really no different from a coffin.

Chi Mu and Hu Zili took a simple wash, closed the door and went downstairs to check out. The boss was sitting at the dilapidated table with a somewhat mean-looking thin woman having breakfast.

Seeing the two of them going downstairs, the boss looked around at the small suitcase that Hu Zili was dragging, and then said, "Just stay for one night?"

Chi Mu hummed, and pretended to ask the boss casually: "Boss, Shuming Village is just ahead, right?"

"Are you going to Shuming Village?" The sitting woman suddenly said, her eyes guarded, "What are you doing there?"

"This is?" Chi Mu looked at the boss pretending to be puzzled, and the boss told him that this was his wife.

At this time, Chi Mu's acting skills have improved a lot: "So it's the boss's wife. I thought who it was. I didn't see you yesterday, so I thought the boss was single."

The boss laughed beside him, but the lady boss looked shrewdly at Chi Mu with her barbed eyes with heavy eyeliner: "Shuming Village has been very uneven recently, don't go there, it doesn't accept outsiders recently."

"That can't be done." Chi Mu sighed slightly melancholy, "I drove all the way here for this photo contest, just to take pictures of the temple in Shuming Village, but I didn't get it. I will not be able to participate in this competition, I will not be able to win the prize, I will not get the honor and money.”

The sadness he said caused Hu Zili to look at him several times.

He didn't realize that Chi Mu has such a talent for acting, why not be a president, why not enter the entertainment circle.

Chi Mu noticed that when the boss and his wife heard the word money, their eyes were wrong, especially the lady boss, her eyes turned a few times on the two people's clothes that were not cheap at first sight, and she almost couldn't wait to say: "How about this, I I am very familiar with the village head and villagers of Shuming Village, I will take you in, you just need to give me some rewards."

"Is it possible?" Chi Mu pretended to be surprised, and then promised, "If we can still live in Shuming Village for a few days to collect folk songs, I will definitely give you a big red envelope for the proprietress."

"Of course it's no problem!" The proprietress covered her mouth and smiled cheerfully, her defense just now was swept away, "Don't worry, the village chief knows me very well."

Emphasizing that she and the village chief are very familiar, the proprietress repeated twice, which aroused Hu Zili's sideways glance.

If it was normal, he wouldn't pay special attention, but after yesterday's incident, Hu Zili was quite vigilant.

After getting in the car, the proprietress left the boss to look at the hotel, sat in the back seat of the car to look around, got out of the car, touched left and right, and then began to show Chi Mu the way.

Shuming Village is not far from the hotel, it takes about 10 minutes by car.

The G800 walked along the dilapidated road with seven turns and eight turns towards the direction commanded by the proprietress. A stone tablet with the words "Shu Ming Village" stood beside the road, with traces of wind and rain and moss all over it. There are also a few small wildflowers growing.In the distance, the vague shadow of the village hidden behind the mist gradually stands out, Chi Mu narrowed his eyes slightly, and stepped on the accelerator lightly.

They drove all the way to the door of the village chief's house. Before the three of them got out of the car, the courtyard door opened with a bang. A seven or eight-year-old boy was walking out with a bucket in his hand. When he saw the off-road vehicle, he was startled and flashed away without saying a word. Enter the yard and slam the door shut.

The proprietress got out of the car and knocked on the door: "Xiao Hua, I am your Aunt Zhou, please open the door."

In the car.

Hidden in the darkness, Chi Mu's eyebrows and eyes were pale, and the tip of his tongue lightly touched his palate: "Did you see what was in the yard just now?"

Hu Zili said in a deep voice, "I see."

Through the crack of the door that was slightly opened just now, the two of them saw that the courtyard was full of densely packed coffins.