Chapter 3 Ask the Spirit(1/2)
17:58?
Tian Zhen remembers that I heard that dusk is the time to meet demons. Although it is not the time when the yin energy is the heaviest, it is the easiest time to see those dirty things occasionally.
It’s just because there is still sunset, even if you see some strange and supernatural phenomena, you may not take them seriously.
"How is this task description? Anchor, we wrote it in detail!"
"This is the safest way to ask the anchor after careful discussion!"
"We promise to call in extreme gentleness!"
"Once it comes, put out the candles, I promise to give the anchor a reward."
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Looking at what the audience said, Tian Zhen knew that this Wenling must be very dangerous.
If Wen Ling can really ask where there is a ghost and who killed him, Tian Zhen is really willing to take this risk.
These conditions are not harsh.
He quickly bought a candle, found another washbasin, cut the candle short and ignite it, and dripped a few drops of candle oil on the bottom of the basin to fix the candle.
Put the basin with the candle fixed in the bedroom and pour in cold water.
Looking at the basin of cold water in front of him, Tian Zhen suddenly thought that he had to make some preparations.
He went to the kitchen to get a fruit knife and a flashlight with a new battery, and placed it on the side to avoid accidents and can be used at that time.
The rest is waiting.
Time passed by minute by minute, licking the lights in the room, turning off the door, and just sat next to the basin, staring at the time on the phone.
"Anchor, how is the way we crowdfund your crowdfunding? Isn't it very warm?"
"Why is time so slow? I can't wait to see the Spirit of Insect."
"I said I would like to comb my hair at midnight to ask about the spirit. You must have a candle in the water, so you can't help it."
"The spirit of combing hair at midnight is so fierce. It's so difficult to come up. I'm afraid that the anchor will just die and don't watch it."
"So is it easy to die slowly?"
"Aren't you dead?"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The phone is still filled with barrage of viewers.
But Tian Zhen didn't reply to them.
All day, Tian Zhen was in her house, without eating or drinking, and without feeling hungry.
After looking at his phone, it was just noon. He turned on his computer and began to search for any situations like himself.
I even went to the supernatural forum that I often played, opened a post, explained my situation in detail, and asked what to do.
But those who replied to him were:
[Porridge rice: no help, wait to die]
【Lao Fang: It can be said that it is very real】
【Di Wulei: You can go to the doctor, and it would be even better if you have an operation to become a girl.】
[Liean: The question is, the phone shows the protagonist's vision, the phone shows the protagonist's mobile phone, if the protagonist's mobile phone is a 7-inch screen, then how many mobile phones can there be in this nesting doll?
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Obviously, these people simply regard their own written experiences as novels, and even urge them to update.
Tian Zhen closed the Supernatural Forum and started searching for content in this area online, but apart from those horror stories, there was nothing that could help.
I also know that it is better to say that I want to distract myself than to hope for the Internet.
Otherwise, if you think too much about this kind of thing, you will be crazy.
It was soon 17:58, and Tian Zhen turned off the computer early and was ready.
The time you waited for on your phone was displayed at 17:58.
He quickly lit the candle, and then stared at the candle gradually shortening.
A car passed by outside the window, making a "wow" sound, and a slightly yellow light.
【Dingling】
The ringtone of the phone suddenly rang.
Tian Zhen saw the call prompt, and it was his friend and colleague, Yu Le.
"Hello."
"Hey, Tianzhen? I just finished patrolling the warehouse and heard others say you didn't come to work today? Also, why do you sound so uninspired?"
"I feel a little uncomfortable, by the way, please tell me and the manager that I will quit my job."
"Wow, you can't stand that evil manager at all? You nag young people every day, don't look at money, but look forward. This reason is deducted wages, that reason is deducted wages, and that reason is deducted wages, and I'm really convinced. But what should you do about your monthly salary? No? I suggest you say it first, and then the personnel affairs side has remanded our monthly salary for a custody."
Yu Le on the other end of the phone began to persuade him.
Tian Zhen and Yu Le are both warehouse administrators, but the two often get in the middle of the day and night shift, so they can only play mobile games together during rest.
This job is 3,000 yuan a month. Including the full attendance and bonus, it can be about 3,000 yuan. It is definitely not high, but it is actually not low.
At least Tian Zhen knows that most graduates like him basically get about 3,000 yuan.
How many jobs are there with real high wages and high benefits?
But Tian Zhen’s current state is obviously impossible to work.
"No, if there is nothing to do, I'll hang up first."
Tian Zhen was asking the spirit. The candlelight in front of him was approaching the water surface. He had no extra time or mood to chat with Yule.
But Yu Le's anxious voice came from the phone:
"You wait a moment, I have something to tell you. There is a letter from you on the desk, and I will put it in the drawer. Don't quit impulsively. Listen to me. I will help you ask for leave tomorrow. After you are well, come back to finish this month first and go to the personnel side to officially resign, otherwise you will lose two months' salary!"
"What letter?"
Tian Zhen was a little surprised. Apart from Yu Le and other colleagues, he didn't know anyone else in Dajiang City at all, and it was impossible for anyone to write a letter to come from his hometown.
Besides, who wrote letters these days?
"How did I know that I wrote your name without sending the letter."
"Photo to me and send me a WeChat message."
"Okay, then I...sheep!"
Yu Le was still talking on the other end of the phone, but suddenly there was a loud noise.
The loud voice of Tianzhen's ears hurt a little, I'm really...
What are the plots in the movies here?
Tian Zhen opened WeChat and soon received a message from Yu Le:
[Yu Le: What the hell? I suddenly hung up my phone. This is a letter to you, I took it to you.]
Tian Zhen posted a sentence "Thank you" and then clicked on the photo.
I saw the white envelope with the words "Add to Real Collection" and there was nothing else.
Suddenly I heard that in the noisy sound, it seemed like I could vaguely hear people talking.
At this time, in the basin in front of you, the flames of the candle have begun to burn under the water!
The light above the head began to flash twice, and then a "bang" sound went out directly.
The whole room suddenly fell into darkness.
Even outside the window, the sound of cars that could have been vaguely heard disappeared.
“Tick…tick…”
In the room, the sound of water drops began to come, from far to near.
It was like a faucet in front of me was not tightened and was dripping water constantly.
There was a harsh sound of scratching the walls from the walls. Tian Zhen turned on the flashlight that had been prepared long ago. He looked at the surrounding walls, but saw nothing.
And the sound of scratching the wall disappeared when Tian Zhen took care of the flashlight.
But the bed in front of me made a slight "squeak..." sound, as if something heavy was pressing on the bed.
Tian Zhen shines the flashlight on the bed.
But there was nothing on the bed, and even the sound was gone.
Only the bed sheets became a little messy, but Tian Zhen clearly remembered that the first thing he did after getting up was to lay the quilt and smooth the bed sheets.
In the bedroom, there was only Tian Zhen’s breathing sound, the ticking sound of water dripping and the harsh sounds that kept making on the phone.
To be continued...