As the metaphysics master Su Yan was about to ascend, she was sent to another world by the Heavenly Dao because her merits were incomplete.
An unexpected incident led her to discover that hel...
They looked at each other and absolutely could not admit that they were afraid, even though they were a little bit afraid.
The following time was extremely torturous, and the two of them stared intently, not daring to slack off for a moment.
Half an hour passed like this, and Lao Li clapped his hands excitedly: "Okay, another one."
The two quickly seized the opportunity: "Old Li, don't listen, the foreman wants to see us."
Without waiting for Lao Li to answer, they dragged him out.
In order to prevent Lao Li from saying anything he shouldn't, Lao Liao covered his mouth with his hands and did not let go no matter how he struggled.
When the three returned to the community, Lao Li was released again.
After being tortured and tossed around, even the best temper would be worn out.
Old Li pointed at the two of them angrily and said, "What are you doing? I was listening carefully, why did you pull me back?
Didn’t you hear the host say there was another show?”
Lao Liao wanted to explain, but Lao Shen didn't want to waste any more words. He grabbed Lao Li by the collar and pressed him against the wall. "Open your eyes and look carefully. Does it look like there's anyone on that stage?"
Old Li rubbed his sore eyes and looked sternly towards the place where he had just listened to the opera.
As soon as he saw the stage, he realized something was wrong.
He remembered that the stage he had just seen was very magnificent, with an exquisite layout and large lights installed all around it that were bright enough to illuminate the sky.
Not only that, the audience under the stage was also very lively, and the seats could be described as packed.
But now the stage looks like a desolate area that has not been cleaned for a long time. Not to mention the actors, there is not even a single person in sight.
Only now did Old Li come to his senses: "Yes, there is no one in the building, how could anyone go to listen to the opera?
Furthermore, the style of the clothes she wears doesn't seem modern. To be more specific, they look more like clothes commonly worn in the 1970s and 1980s."
After figuring out the cause and effect, Lao Li couldn't help but feel scared: "Lao Liao, didn't you see them just now? But I have no grudge against them, why did they let me see them?"
Although Lao Liao was also frightened, he was the bravest among the three. Compared with the other two, he appeared particularly calm.
He analyzed: "I don't think these people deliberately found you. The one who performed the opera might be the original resident of this building. After his death, Liu often returned to work in the field he loved.
As he came more often, he attracted a group of people who also liked to listen to opera.
You probably just happened to come across him performing tonight, and since he saw that you liked it, he invited you to listen to a segment.
Just because he didn't hurt the three of us, we knew he wasn't an evil spirit."
Old Li was persuaded by his words: "That's good. I'll go buy some sacrificial offerings to burn for him after daybreak. It can be considered as payment for listening to the opera."
“Not only you, but we both have to worship too.
Furthermore, this matter must be told to the foreman so that he can take precautions to avoid any accidents in the future."
When talking about work, Zhang Ciqiang sighed deeply: "After learning about their experience, I also remembered that I didn't burn incense and offer sacrifices before the relocation, so I specially took out a whole morning to hold a groundbreaking ceremony.
Old Li and the other two even went to the stage and burned paper money they had bought.
I thought that after showing filial piety, we could carry out our work smoothly.
Unexpectedly, the ghost seemed to haunt everyone on our construction site. As long as there was someone on duty, they would be attracted to him.
Later, I was afraid of something happening, so I took a bold step and decided not to leave anyone on duty at night.
This time, something big happened. The tracks of both of our excavators were stolen.
I just can't understand why ghosts don't scare thieves who are trying to steal things when they enter the construction site, but instead scare us workers who are working honestly.
At this point, our construction site was in a dilemma. If we kept people, they would be scared by ghosts. If we didn’t keep people, we would lose property and delay the construction period.
Another thing is that most of my co-workers believe in ghosts and gods. After these strange things happened too many times, they felt that this construction site was unlucky. Many people were not very motivated when working, and some even wanted to quit their jobs early and go home.
I really can't break this situation now. If I agree with their approach, we won't be able to get the remaining balance, and I will have to pay the wages of these workers personally, which I simply can't afford.
If we continue to stay and start working, we are really afraid of angering the ghosts who regard this place as their home.
By then, they can use a little trick to take our lives.
If my coworkers lose their lives because of work, I will be even more unable to bear this responsibility.
Just when I was at my wit's end and was about to make a final effort to find a master to exorcise the ghost, a troupe of opera singers moved in to the neighborhood next door.
As soon as they arrived, they renovated the stage and said they wanted to restart the stage and perform operas for the neighbors.
I breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that if the ghost met his colleagues, he would go to them to learn from them, and my coworkers and I would be able to relax.
Unexpectedly, he had no intention of letting us go and continued looking for our people as if he was still at work.
Now, our lives can be described as being in dire straits. Not only do we sleep in fear at night, but we also get goose bumps when we hear a play going on over there during the day.
Because of this, my coworkers gave me an ultimatum this morning: if I don't get rid of this ghost, they will buy tickets tomorrow and go home early for the New Year."
This is the first time I've heard of relocation attracting ghosts. According to normal thinking, if the house is demolished and it can bring a better life to the children, they should be very happy.
[Perhaps these ghosts are not from this area at all. They just occupy the stage, so they don't care about the lives of others.]
[Another speculation is that this is all man-made. They are dissatisfied with the compensation they were offered and want to use this method to make a fortune.]
[The above person is overthinking it. If it really has something to do with ghosts, the price here will only drop.]
[Since none of the guesses are true, what exactly do these ghosts want to do? ]
Su Yan looked at him. From his expression, she could tell that he had indeed been tormented by this ghost for a long time. "So, what do you want from this ghost?"
The man doesn't want to go too far. After so many years out there, he would never do anything to push others into a desperate situation unless they left him no way out.
This is the attitude we should have towards people, and it should also be the same towards ghosts: "I would like to ask you to send him away, or persuade him not to cause trouble again.
If he is truly unwilling to accept such a negotiation, please remove him."
The two people who were hiding outside the door and eavesdropping pushed the door open and rushed in: "Master, you can't kill him."