dirty stuff

The plainly dressed waiter at the front desk brought a plate of melon seeds. Sheng Feng sat in the lobby of the hotel and pretended to be idly watching the rain outside. He heard the word "Brother", but he could think about it for a long time.

elder brother?Does Shen Yan have a brother?Never heard him mention it.

There was a "ding" sound on the mobile phone, and Sheng Feng clicked on the forum he had followed before. There were twice as many people discussing it than at the beginning, and it seemed that someone really came to "catch ghosts".

Sheng Feng was frowning and looking down, when he saw a few young people running into the lobby of the hotel with a thin umbrella, their clothes were soaked, and they squeezed the water on their bodies in a panic, cursing .

"What kind of place is this? Did you misread the address mentioned on the forum?" said one of the slightly fat people with big flower tattoos on their arms.

"That's right! It's right here. I'll go find out the way later. As long as this video becomes popular, we won't have to worry about making money." The tall man answered with a little baldness.

After waiting for about 5 minutes, Sheng Feng casually walked to the front desk, not far from those people, and could easily hear them talking.

He knocked on the glass counter with his hand, and said to the front desk clerk, "Take a pack of cigarettes."

"Brother Yang, is that really a ghost house? Li..." The one who seemed to be the youngest lowered his voice, "Is there really a ghost in there?"

"There is a fart ghost. There are no ghosts in this world. Anyway, I have never seen them. Those are all bluffs." The big flower arm called Brother Yang rolled up his sleeves, took out his ID card and opened the door. Room.

Sheng Feng listened with pricked ears. He looked at the waiter who came over without changing his expression, and said indifferently: "A pack of Yellow Crane Tower." Then he took out his mobile phone and scanned the QR code to pay.

Brother Yang smiled greasy at the front desk waiter: "Let me inquire, which way are you going at No. 444, Jiuzha Lane?"

The waiter timidly glanced at Brother Yang's tattoo, and said with a smile: "The place is a bit out of the way, and no one has lived in it for a long time. When you exit our hotel, turn right, then go uphill, and walk about a few hundred meters almost there."

Sheng Feng quickly went through the route map in his mind, and the waiter handed him a cigarette, and he immediately opened it and took out one to light for himself, then leaned against the glass counter and took a few puffs.

"Sir, your room card, 2105, 2106."

The people next to me had already finished their rooms, and they entered the hotel with suitcases of all sizes.

Sheng Feng silently glanced at the forum on his mobile phone, took another deep breath, and suddenly, someone patted his shoulder hard from behind, and then an arm stretched out from behind and hooked his neck .

"Team Leader Sheng, what are you doing here?" Shen Yan yawned and lay sleepily on Sheng Feng's back. He caught a glimpse of the characters on Sheng Feng's mobile phone forum. He is still very sensitive to the word "ghost".

The lady waiter at the front desk showed an inexplicable smile from the moment Shen Yan appeared, and seeing the two of them smile deeper now, this made Sheng Feng shudder, and almost pushed and hit Shen Yan from his body. Pull it down.

Shen Yan expressed doubts: "You didn't tell me what fun things you got, Team Leader Sheng, what you did was really dishonest."

For some reason, Sheng Feng caught sight of the two waitresses huddled together and looked at them with a guilty conscience, and laughed, and immediately his goosebumps fell all over the floor.

Although he didn't know why he was laughing, he pushed Shen Yan to the stairwell, pulled his clothes and walked upstairs.

"You...Sheng Feng!" Shen Yan was baffled the whole time, his collar was pulled down by Sheng Feng, and after he was pulled up to the first floor, Sheng Feng finally let him go.

Sheng Feng walked in a hurry, and his breath was a little unsteady, and his chest heaved slightly up and down due to the panting, and his fair and unhealthy cheeks were slightly red.

Unknowingly, Shen Yan realized that Sheng Feng's appearance is also the type that people miss, and the delicacy of his facial features can only be seen in detail if he gets closer.

Shen Yan has always been a master who wants to do it, he didn't even think about it, and immediately bent down to look at it.

Sheng Feng had just caught his breath, but when he turned his head, he was startled by the face suddenly protruding in front of him. He subconsciously stepped back, but behind him was the stairs. He staggered and hurriedly hugged the handrail of the stairs with his arms tightly , staring at Shen Yan vigilantly.

Sheng Feng's heartbeat had never been so fast before, and he felt that he must have been frightened.

"What interesting thing did you find? Tell me about it." Shen Yan smiled slightly, and after observing Sheng Feng up close, he straightened up contentedly.

Sheng Feng calmed down and said, "Go back to the room and talk."

After going upstairs and closing the door of the room, the blush on Sheng Feng's face went down a little. With his mind blank, he directly threw his mobile phone to Shen Yan, who sat on the bed in a daze.

For such a private item like a mobile phone, Sheng Feng can show Shen Yan so unreservedly, which undoubtedly gave Shen Yan a sense of pride.He happily flipped through the words on the forum. Coincidentally, there were no words he found obscure in that forum.

"Do you mortals love to die so much?" Shen Yan continued to scroll down, "Group leader Sheng, you didn't come here to visit the haunted house at night because of this forum, did you?"

Naturally not.

Sheng Feng rolled his eyes at him, Shen Yan restrained his smile and continued to flip, suddenly, a pop-up window popped up in the message bar on the phone, it was a WeChat conversation pop-up window, Shen Yan took a peek at Sheng Feng, saw that he didn't pay attention to her, and then Quietly opened WeChat to check.

"I went back to work and heard that you went on a trip. Would you like me to accompany you? Can you be alone?"

It was sent by a person with the note "Yan Ting". The tone of this person's speech made Shen Yan uncomfortable, making him seem to be very familiar with Sheng Feng.

He swiped across the message bar and clicked "Delete", and the message sent by Yan Ting disappeared immediately.

"Since there is a ghost house, when shall we go and have a look?" Shen Yan pretended to be nonchalant and returned the phone to Sheng Feng, but Sheng Feng didn't realize that someone had just sent him a message.

Sheng Feng told Shen Yan everything about those people he met in the hall just now.

"They can't wait so long, maybe they will take action tonight, and we will follow them at night to see what they want to do." Sheng Feng charged his phone and lay on his back on the bed with his eyes closed.

Shen Yan sat on his own bed and said, "If they do this to death, let them do it. Anyway, we are not responsible for people's death."

Sheng Feng squinted his eyes and looked at Shen Yan's direction fixedly. Shen Yan shrugged his shoulders and said with his mouth curled up, "Okay, okay, I didn't say anything just now."

Shen Yan touched the side of Sheng Feng, squatted down, his eyes were bright: "I heard from the people in the hotel that the drunken shrimp here is delicious, you see, we have nothing to do anyway, so let's try it." .”

"No." Sheng Feng turned over.

Shen Yan clicked his tongue and tugged at Sheng Feng's arm: "I still have to work at night, how can I work if I'm not full? Why don't you go with me, Team Leader Sheng, Team Leader Sheng, you are the best. I will listen to you in the future, okay?"

The little girl's coquettish Sheng Feng may still be able to stand up to it, but a big man like Shen Yan is acting coquettish and cute to him for a shrimp, this is really unbearable.

Sure enough, Sheng Feng accompanied Shen Yan to the restaurant in the end, and ordered a large plate of shrimp for Shen Yan to gnaw on. The prawns were still delicious, and Sheng Feng cost hundreds of dollars to eat heartlessly.

It was already very late for the two of them to eat and drink. Sleep is a dispensable thing for Shen Yan, but it is quite important for Sheng Feng. People fall asleep when they are full, and Sheng Feng is no exception.

"Go to sleep, I'll call you when there is movement outside." For the first time, Shen Yan took the initiative to take over the important task of tracking, Sheng Feng looked at him with distrust, and he confidently signaled for Sheng Feng to have a good sleep.

He lay down with his back facing Shen Yan, and as soon as he touched the pillow, there seemed to be an endless tide of drowsiness. He didn't want to sleep too hard, so he kept holding on to his will for an unknown amount of time, and fell asleep in a daze .

Fragmentary dreams hit Shengfeng like stars.

war.cold iron.The neighing of the horse.

Skeletons and wandering lonely souls everywhere, bleeding for thousands of miles, the scene of a disastrous defeat in the bustling capital, everyone looked at him viciously, as if they wanted to pounce on him and tear him to pieces.

Traitor!Death to the traitor!

Near midnight, the rain outside gradually stopped, and a round of pale moonlight covered the entire village.

Sheng Feng felt that someone was shaking him gently, and he regained consciousness in an instant. Shen Yan made a silent gesture to Sheng Feng with a serious face.

The hotel room is not very sound proof, their room is close to the stairs, the sound outside can be heard clearly.

"Be careful, do you know how much the camera is worth? Can you afford it?" A low voice came from outside.

"Stop making noise, and hurry up."

After a low voice scolded, only the rustling sound of going down the stairs remained.

After a while, when there was no sound outside, Sheng Feng slowly opened the door. He was wearing short sleeves and wanted to follow. Shen Yan grabbed him and handed him a coat, while he casually put on a sweater.

Sheng Feng took the coat and put it on while walking. When he went down the stairs, he saw those people had just walked out of the hotel. They looked at each other and followed quietly.

At the end, the youngest one was wearing short sleeves and carrying a camera, with big flower arms leading the way. He got a map of the village from nowhere, and the journey went smoothly.

"It's almost midnight." Shen Yan said abruptly behind Sheng Feng, "I'm afraid these people are planning to go past midnight and die."

Sheng Feng turned his head and glanced at Shen Yan. He was actually very grateful for the coat Shen Yan gave him, because he noticed that the deeper he walked into the alley, the stronger the cold feeling.

The author says:

The second copy is open! ! !

The manuscript has not been saved, it will be updated tomorrow