I finally fell into my own hands

The temporary worker didn't want to talk to Qi Heihei, but if he didn't stop him, his part-time wages would be lost.

The fluorescent lamps were pale and pale, and the face of the temporary worker was bloodless. Of course, it was not all caused by the light. The temporary worker hadn't eaten all day.

The haunted house is in the suburbs, and there are no restaurants within a radius of three or four kilometers, and the company does not provide meals. The delivery fee for takeaway is too expensive, so he has to endure it.

Facing this malnourished, pale and clean young man's face, Qi Heihei's throat was dry and his emotions were surging, and he couldn't say a word for a while.

It was the temporary worker who spoke first, with a calm and indifferent tone: "There are ghosts and mirrors on other floors, and I don't care about them."

The implication is that if you smash it on another floor, I don't have to lose money.

He could see clearly from the surveillance, the ghost in front of him was very vicious, he ate up all the ghosts on the fifth floor, he was not a good person to provoke, but thinking of this old murderer destroying props all the way, If it goes on like this, not to mention the salary, he will lose all his underwear, so he has to bite the bullet and come out to stop it.

Hei Hei was still speechless, staring blankly at the other party with a funny clown mask on his face, before saying: "I will compensate you."

He remembered that the idiot Qiang who looked familiar just now had interviewed him, and the temporary worker in front of him, who was half a head shorter than him, was himself when he was 17 years old.

At this time, the words "new plot" kept echoing in Heihei's mind. Did the so-called new plot allow him to re-watch his impoverished life at the age of 17 in the state of a ghost?

Heihei promised again: "I will pay for the damage to the mirror." He knew how poor he was when he was young, and he was not willing to throw away the hole in his underwear.

After the initial shock, Hei Hei has calmed down. What situation has he not experienced in these years of wind and rain?It is also a rare and interesting thing to meet the young self by accident. Maybe he can stay and help him get rid of poverty and become rich.

The temporary worker narrowed his eyes slightly, looked strangely at the masked old murderer and said frankly: "Unfortunately, they don't accept coins."

He didn't expect this old murderer to be so righteous, and he was worried that it was a trap set by the other party, and he didn't want to get entangled, so he nodded with the other party and turned around to leave——

"Qi Ye, don't talk to ghosts lightly."

"..." The temporary worker stopped in his footsteps, his shoulders suddenly tightened, and it was not a good omen for him to be called out by a ghost.

Thinking about it this way, he simply accepted the reality and relaxed his mind and joked back: "For example, now, I can take your soul."

Qi Ye realized that the situation was bad and was about to run away. Heihei's figure flickered, and without seeing how he moved, he flickered behind Qi Ye, put one hand on his shoulder, covered the other little black claw, and only With a little forceful pumping, the owner of the little black claw began to cry. This little ghost was clever. He had been aware of the existence of Hei Hei just now, and shiveringly hid behind the temporary worker for refuge, but the other party sent him to the door by himself. Go, let Hei Hei get caught.

These little ghosts like to bully themselves who have not yet awakened their spiritual power.

Kid: "Boss, I can't even eat enough for you to stuff your teeth, so let me go."

Hei Hei: "Why don't you ride on my shoulder too?"

The kid shook his head like a rattle: "Don't dare."

Heihei smiled: "Mosquito legs are also meat, let alone—"

What's more, you let "me" carry it for so long, and consume so much yang energy, I will die if I don't eat you.

Hei Hei quickly pulled out the ghost's soul thread, kneaded it into a noodle shape and sucked it into his stomach. There was really no meat, and he basically didn't feel it when he ate it.

Qi Ye witnessed the scene of ghosts eating ghosts with his own eyes, his face turned pale again, his empty stomach churned, and he almost vomited out uncontrollably.

On the other hand, Hei Hei casually smiled, and rubbed his head casually: "How, isn't your back a little more relaxed?"

Although this kind of little ghost will not harm people, it will keep looking for the host that carries him like a parasite. After a long time, the host will feel very tired for no reason, and even suffer from frozen shoulder and lumbar disc herniation.

Qi Ye took a step back, he didn't want to get so close to ghosts, especially ghosts wearing clown masks with poor taste: "Thank you."

Very cold, so cold that it makes people feel chilling, and he secretly reflected, was he so unpleasant when he was a child?

Hei Hei raised his eyebrows, deliberately teasing himself: "That's it?"

Qi Ye: "We will write off the damaged money."

Hei Hei was noncommittal, and smiled: "In the future, if you encounter such a pestering brat, don't be polite, let him go."

"..."

"If he doesn't leave, feed him with boy's urine."

"..."

This sentence contains a lot of information. The nosy ghost in front of me not only knows his name is Qi Ye, but also knows that he is a boy.

At that time, Qi Ye thought to himself, if I urinate you with a boy's urine, will you go away?

In fact, the 17-year-old Qi Ye can't be blamed for his indifference. No one would be willing to make friends with a ghost who met by chance, especially this ghost that is doing anything wrong and made him heavily in debt.

Hei Hei could clearly feel what was going on in his heart: "Okay, if you piss me, I won't leave."

The young man's thoughts were revealed by Hei Hei, and the other party's malnourished face became a little hot with embarrassment, Hei Hei was satisfied, and the young self was really easy to fool.

He knew too well the rebellious self in his youth, and he knew what this guy was thinking from the look of his forbearance. No matter how forbearable he was, he couldn't lie to himself.

When he was a child, he was indeed more difficult to get along with than ordinary children. His father died before he was one year old, and his mother remarried when he was three years old. After less than five years of good life, even his mother died in a car accident.

At the age of eight, he had no relatives to trust to. The stepfather he called his uncle gritted his teeth and raised him. The uncle himself had a child and a paralyzed old mother. The financial pressure was great. Qi Ye 12 I started working casually at the age of 15, and I even worked at a film stall selling hot and spicy pancakes. It happened that I was chased by the city management for a few streets, sometimes I was fined, and I was busy for nothing for a month. At the age of [-], he basically did not accept money from his uncle, and even gave his uncle a little money every month as his own accommodation fee.

His personality is too strong and independent, and he never reveals his emotions easily, and he doesn't like troubles to drag others down.

In addition, he was able to see ghosts since he was a child, and he couldn't tell the difference between human and ghost when he was young. He was often accosted and bullied by ghosts. From the perspective of passers-by, he looked like a weird child talking to himself. When he grew up, Qi Ye wanted to avoid this embarrassing situation. If it happens, he simply closes himself up, let alone a ghost, he basically doesn't communicate with people.

Taking the initiative to stop Hei Hei tonight can be said to be an accident within an accident, either poor or crazy or out of his mind.

"Hey, your neck is bleeding."

Maybe it was scratched by the little ghost's nails just now, Hei Hei didn't pay attention, neither did Qi Ye, the wound was not deep, it was pulled from behind the ear to the top of Adam's apple, thin beads of blood oozing.

"It's okay." Qi Ye raised his hand to wipe it, but Heihei's throat moved, and he stepped forward to press the wound like a dazed man. The dark red blood stained his pale fingers, and Heihei's heart beat violently. Jump.

It's not an adjective, it's a real jump. As a ghost that has been dead for many years, Heihei's heart has already closed down.

At this moment, it was thumping and thumping in the bloodless chest cavity.

Qi Ye wasn't much better either, his skin was scalding hot from the touch of the opponent's fingers, as if he had been burned by a fire, he subconsciously dodged back, but his feet seemed to be rooted and unable to move.

bang bang bang-

The blood stained on Hei Hei's fingertips seeped into the flesh, and a hot stream ran from his fingertips to his palm, and then flowed through his heart, spreading to his limbs and bones in a destructive manner. The strong feeling like electric shock made Hei Hei feel like he was alive .

Zila Zila Zila——

The black spirit body began to flicker like a bad contact, he suddenly fell to his knees uncontrollably, the young man was startled by his unexpected movement, he hesitated for a moment, bent down and stretched out his hand to pull, but he hadn't touched the opponent yet , Hei Hei disappeared with a whimper.

what's the situation? ? ?

The prop room of the mental hospital returned to silence, and the incandescent light was dim, stretching Qi Ye's figure, covering the place where he had been in the dark just now.

Is this old murderer afraid of losing money and running away?Seeing that he didn't look like such a cowardly ghost, Qi Ye shook his head.

The accident happened too fast, which made him a little dizzy. The other party is a ghost. It is not a good thing to meet a ghost.

Thinking of this, Qi Ye rolled up his sleeves and put the damaged props back. The mirror can't be replaced tonight, so he can only find someone after clearing the venue tomorrow morning.

He calculated that there were a total of thirteen mirrors on the fifth floor, almost all of which were broken. His daily salary of five hundred yuan was not enough to compensate him, and this day was a waste of time.

Qi Ye went downstairs and quickly went to the dressing room to put on makeup. He was in charge of the props and pretended to be a ghost, and his daily salary could be increased by another two hundred.

Due to malnutrition, his complexion was pale, and he stayed up late all year round with dark circles under his eyes. The boy's wrist-cutting ghost makeup is very good, and the lady who put on the makeup for him kept praising him for his good birth.

The young lady is good at coaxing people, so Qi Ye naturally doesn't take it to heart, with his character, let's rely on his face for the rest of his life.

Guests lined up to enter the arena one after another. Perhaps because there was no water in the whole day, and because he had been sucked into the yang energy and saw blood just now, Qi Ye's steps were a little weak at the moment, and the screams of the guests kept coming and going. There was a throbbing pain, and I almost fell down several times. My eyelids were heavy and hot, and double images appeared when I looked at things.

Not long after, Qi Ye's pale face began to show a sick flush, obviously he had a fever.Although he is malnourished, his body is not weak. It seems that he has not had a cold for two years. Why did he suddenly have a fever?

Fortunately, there were no accidents on the first night of the opening, Qi Ye thought, thanks to that old murderer who ate up all the ghosts, and those who were not eaten also ran away early.

It was not easy until the last wave of guests left the venue. After the venue was cleared, Brother Qiang settled the bill for him. He had to share half of the damaged props on the fifth floor, and then discounted in half, a total of [-].

Qi Ye was dizzy and had no strength to refute, so he hurriedly took the early morning bus back to his home in the urban area. He leaned his head against the car window, his body was cold and trembling, he fell asleep several times and was awakened by the bumps. A bag was knocked on the car glass.

It's okay to pack your head, but don't knock on someone's car window again. It's too miserable to lose all your pants after working.

Although Qi Ye's thoughts were confused due to the fever, he also noticed something along the way. He was sitting alone on the last bus driving in the wilderness, and he was safe and sound.

If it were in the past, he would have been troubled by lonely ghosts and wild ghosts. Although the ghosts would not really eat him, they liked to pester him endlessly. The shameless ones would even lie on his back and bite his neck, scratch his ears and suck his ears. Yang Qi.

The roots of the ears are clean, which is great.

Qi Ye couldn't bear it any longer, wrapped his clothes in his neck and closed his eyes to rest his mind. When he was half asleep and half awake, he heard a few little ghosts whispering not far away——

"Is the person in his body asleep? How about we secretly take a breath?"

"Are you hungry? Dare to touch the prey of a boss of that level!"

"Isn't it okay to lick it?"

"Wipe off your saliva, and don't touch anyone who is marked by the big boss. It's not our turn."

Qi Ye thought vaguely, boss?Who is the boss?Where is the boss?After thinking clearly, he fell asleep again, the sky was dark and the sky was dark.

……

When he woke up, it would be daylight, and Qi Ye found himself lying on the bed at home, with the quilt tightly tucked in, the room was warm and cozy, the feeling of warmth was really long gone.

He was stunned, and found that the air conditioner that he hadn't been willing to turn on for many years was turned on, and the warm wind was blowing, Qi Ye sat up suddenly, how expensive the electricity bill is...