Chapter 17: Even the old antique can use a cell phone. "Help me."...
After flipping through the information in front of him, Zhu Huai couldn't help but say, "Why do I feel like these people named Yang Yan all seem to be quite unlucky?"
Liu Mingyue nodded in agreement. "Look at these unlucky guys. Either they've disappeared or they've chosen to run into ghosts. If they're really courting death like this, ghosts will find them sooner or later. Dealing with those kinds of things isn't fun."
"Yeah, that's right." Zhu Huai said.
Liu Mingyue finally realized what he had just said and was about to nod, but the movement stopped mid-air.
A trace of cold sweat oozed from his forehead. He seemed to be stunned and forced out a sentence from his throat: "I, I was just talking nonsense."
He didn't even dare to look at the sacrificial deity beside Zhu Huai. You know, sacrificial deities are more ferocious than evil spirits. Zhu Huai didn't know why Liu Mingyue was so nervous. He said, "Why are you so nervous?"
His eyes swept over the two brothers in front of him. The elder brother Liu Tianshan had a serious expression and stood there like a soldier.
His younger brother Liu Mingyue was more lively and active. They were respectful and fearful towards the worship of gods, and Zhu Huai was also respected.
This was hard for Zhu Huai to cope with. He was not some old antique. Who was he showing off to with a stern face all day long?
The old antique himself had his eyes slightly closed at this moment, seemingly taking a nap, but a ray of golden light still flowed in his narrow eyes, as if he was peeping at the person in front of him through two thin eyelids.
Zhu Huai said, "Don't be so nervous. Have you eaten?"
He picked up the first file. Coincidentally, the company where the other party worked was very close. Zhu Huai planned to find Yang Yan's colleague to check the situation after dinner.
Liu Mingyue was about to answer when Liu Tianshan said, "Thank you, my dear wife, for the meal, but we have already eaten."
"Yes, I'm not hungry." After saying that, Liu Mingyue's stomach began to growl. Zhu Huai said, "You asked me to offer sacrifice to my wife?"
Liu Tianshan hesitated for a moment, then said, "Yes."
"Don't call me that, just call me Zhu Huai." Zhu Huai said, and suddenly felt a strong gaze, and found that an old antique was looking at him secretly with his eyes open.
Liu Tianshan hesitated for a moment, and then he noticed that the Lord of Sacrifice was sweeping towards him.
The ruthless gaze was like a long knife sinking deep into a cold pond. He replied, "Okay, my wife."
Zhu Huai didn't say anything, but turned around and looked at Liu Xiang. The merman looked back at him calmly. He sat there calmly, like an elegant landscape painting.
Zhu Huai looked at the stubborn old antique and really had no idea what to do with him.
Zhu Huai said: "How can I contact you?"
Liu Xiang finally spoke. He said, "I will summon them when necessary."
Zhu Huai turned his head and looked at him: "What era is it now? You are still using talismans. Add WeChat."
Liu Xiang wanted to say that spiritual communication was not restricted by ghosts. He lowered his eyes. As for human technology, he neither rejected nor liked it.
His likes and dislikes tend to be indifferent. He knows everything that happens around him and the changes that have taken place in ordinary people over the past few hundred years, but he doesn't care.
But when he saw Zhu Huai taking out his cell phone, Liu Xiang still moved over, and a huge, cold body pressed towards Zhu Huai.
Liu Xiang leaned his head against Zhu Huai's head, his silky long hair flowing onto Zhu Huai like ink, and stared at the small screen for a while.
Zhu Huai was completely wrapped in his arms, and saw Liu Xiang reaching out and looking at his friend column.
Family, friends, classmates.
Liu Xiang stared at the names of these people and suddenly laughed coldly: "Where is my name?"
Zhu Huai: “…”
Zhu Huai was silent for a long time. He really wanted to pry open the mermaid's head to see if it was filled with sea water.
Zhu Huai said, "No matter how powerful I am, I can't add a non-existent person to my friend list."
Zhu Huai said tactfully, "Do you have your own number? No... do you have your own ID card?"
Zhu Huai suddenly realized a very serious problem. For gods like Liu Xiang who have lived for who knows how long, and spirits who became spirits before the founding of the country, have their identity cards really never expired?
Liu Xiang's cold fingers suddenly touched his body. He didn't know when, the slender hand had wrapped around Zhu Huai's waist. He wanted to pull the hand away, but he only felt that the hand was stuck to his body as if welded.
Liu Xiang seemed to be thinking about something with an expressionless face. After a moment, he seemed to have made a decision.
Ten minutes later, one of the latest smartphones on the market was delivered to Liu Xiang.
He was still holding Zhu Huai, and stretched out his hand to tap on the screen. Holding the tri-fold screen, Prime Minister Liu really looked like he was reviewing memorials.
Zhu Huai inexplicably had a feeling that he was leading middle-aged and elderly people living alone in the mountains and wilderness to become addicted to the Internet.
Liu Xiang didn't know much about human technology. He was so big that the phone seemed smaller in his hand.
Seeing that he didn't know how to operate it, Zhu Huai took his hand and registered an account for him. Zhu Huai said, "Wow, you're using the latest model. I haven't used such a popular phone before."
Liu Xiang glanced at him, and a moment later, a couple's phone that was exactly the same as Liu Xiang's was delivered to him. Zhu Huai said, "No, I'm more used to using my own."
Liu Xiang said, "Take it."
He is very frugal with words and very domineering.
Zhu Huai was forced to review the memorials and felt that this was a bit stupid.
He taught this old antique how to operate a mobile phone and how to register an account. Liu Xiang stretched out his fingers and poked the screen, looking very focused.
After a moment, Zhu Huai was surprised to find that Liu Xiang actually had his own ID card. People like them who were offering sacrifices to the gods would of course receive special care.
Then, a brand new account appeared out of nowhere. Liu Xiang successfully registered his own VX account. His friend list was empty. Zhu Huai said, "Master Ji Shen, please add me as a friend."
There was one more person in Liu Xiang's contacts, and only this one. Zhu Huai sent a message. He opened the chat box and looked at the smiley face sent by Zhu Huai.
He had never been exposed to these things, and some people even joked that he might never accept anything human in his life.
In fact, he didn't hate humanity, it's just that there was nothing worth him changing, but now, Zhu Huai changed him.
Liu Xiang felt a very strange feeling in his heart. Just as he was about to say something, he saw a link sent by Zhu Huai, which was an invitation from PDD to have a fight.
Zhu Huai said: "New user, please help me cut it down, thank you, Lord."
Liu Xiang: “…”
He narrowed his eyes slightly, lowered his head to look at the expression on Zhu Huai's face, and immediately knew that this guy was teasing him.
Liu Xiang didn't say anything, but slowly tightened his grip, stroking with his fingertips with slightly greater force, as if kneading the wings of a butterfly.
At that moment, Zhu Huai's expression turned bitter. He said, "Don't hug me so hard."
"You teased me." Liu Xiang said, "You deserve to be punished."
"I was wrong." Zhu Huai quickly admitted his mistake, and he finally broke free from Liu Xiang's hands.
In a very short period of time, Liu Xiang already knew how to manipulate human creations. He held the mobile phone so smoothly that he didn't look like someone who had never touched an electronic device before.
After a moment, Liu Xiang stretched out his hand and motioned Zhu Huai to hand over his mobile phone. Zhu Huai shook his head, and as a result, his mobile phone was snatched away before he could pay attention.
"Hey, why are you so mean to touch my personal belongings?" Zhu Huai said, but saw Liu Xiang handing him his mobile phone.
Zhu Huai did not recognize this exchange. There was nothing in Liu Xiang's mobile phone. Zhu Huai finally snatched the things back, but found that Liu Xiang had already pinned his message bar.
Zhu Huai said, "You really have never come into contact with these things?"
Liu Xiang said: "You are not allowed to delete or unpin this post. If you encounter any problems, come to me first."
"...Did you hear that?" Liu Xiang looked over, and Zhu Huai rolled his eyes at him. He turned his head away. From childhood to adulthood, even Zhu Mo had never cared about him like this.
A slight sigh was heard, and Zhu Huai's hand was held. Liu Xiang took off the bracelet on his arm and gently put it on Zhu Huai's hand.
Zhu Huai looked down and saw a string of copper coins woven from willow branches. Each coin seemed to be stained with blood. The color of the blood was extremely bright and it seemed that it could not be removed by conventional means.
Liu Xiang hung this thing on Zhu Huai, and he tightened the willow branch as if marking his cat.
Liu Xiang said: "This thing can protect you. Every name on it carries an unspeakable curse."
Zhu Huai looked at the five copper coins and found that there seemed to be a vague name written on the top of the coins. He only took a quick look and said, "Give this thing to me, what will you do?"
"I don't need it." said Liu Xiang.
Zhu Huai couldn't help but pinch his ear fins.
Liu Xiang raised his eyebrows: "Not angry anymore?"
"……Um."
Liu Xiang repeated, "Don't delete me."
"No."
Liu Xiang then lowered his head in satisfaction and kissed Zhu Huai's earlobe. He looked at Zhu Huai and felt that the human in front of him was really well-behaved, soft and adorable when he was held.
He is so easy to coax and seems to be easy to manipulate in bed as well.
Liu Xiang wanted to grab his hair tightly to force him to expose his fragile neck. Seeing him struggling, his eyes flashed slightly.
Zhu Huai had no idea what the guy next to him was thinking. After getting ready, he said to Yin Quan excitedly:
"Let's go. I will definitely complete this mission easily."
Yin Quan nodded his furry little head and said, "Yeah, come on."
The three of them set out to offer sacrifices to the gods. Liu Mingyue's Yin-Yang eyes allowed him to see different things, while Liu Tianshan could provide assistance to Zhu Huai.
As for Liu Xiang, he is the most powerful martial artist, while Zhu Huai is a novice Taoist priest who has gone out to gain experience. But what surprised Zhu Huai was that Liu Mingyue and Liu Tianshan were also going out to gain experience.
Liu Er left first. Before leaving, he kindly warned his two juniors, "This training session is the greatest opportunity of your lives. You must seize it."
Liu Mingyue couldn't help but say, "With the God of Sacrifice here, I'm not worried about any evil spirits causing trouble. But Master Jiqi was just an ordinary person before. If something happened to him..."
Liu Er smiled and said, "That's why you have to protect him."
Of course, it was not their turn to protect Zhu Huai, but Liu Mingyue and the others could not hold them back.
If something unexpected really happened, Liu Mingyue and Liu Tianshan might have to be removed from the family tree.
"I, Liu Song, don't have nephews as incompetent as you!"
In her fantasy, Liu Mingyue had already imagined the scene where she and her brother were kicked out of the house, left alone and helpless, and could only set up a stall under the overpass to sell socks.
Liu Tianshan said: "Yes, Second Uncle."
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Peng Qiu has been very unlucky recently.
As friends who had traveled with Yang Yan, they were naturally interrogated by the police when they returned to the company after Yang Yan disappeared, because such disappearance cases usually involve the risk of intentional injury.
There were seven people in the group, except Yang Yan, the remaining six people all received the message.
Everyone's testimony was very similar: they went out with Yang Yan, but found that Yang Yan had left on his own halfway through their adventure in the valley.
They also received a message from Yang Yan. After returning to the hotel, they realized that Yang Yan seemed to have disappeared.
No one knew where he went. It was not until the day after Yang Yan disappeared that his girlfriend was finally able to file a case.
Thinking of this, Peng Qiu felt unhappy for a moment.
Originally, they should not have been interrogated so frequently, but Yang Yan's girlfriend revealed a piece of information to the police: she suspected that Yang Yan's disappearance was intentional.
"Please help me." In the interrogation room, she cried and wiped her tears: "It's not like what they said, I heard it, I heard his voice..."
The consequence of these words was that the police interrogated several people again and again, which also caused them to receive many strange looks in the company.
Thinking of this, Peng Qiu couldn't help but spit. That woman was such a troublemaker. No matter how much she cried, it was just a waste of energy. Those policemen were annoyed by her.
Even after all these things happened, Peng Qiu and another colleague still had to work overtime. Maybe this is what it means to be a corporate slave.
When they were working overtime late at night, the new intern Zhou Yongchang said to Peng Qiu, "Brother Peng, can you come home with me?"
Peng Qiu turned his head and saw that Zhou Yongchang's face was pale and his smile to Peng Qiu was very forced.
Ever since returning from his trip, Zhou Yongchang looked a little strange, as if he was frightened. Peng Qiu certainly knew what he was afraid of, but he was too lazy to pay attention to it.
Peng Qiu said, "Okay, wait for me for a moment, I'm going to the bathroom."
"I'll go with you," Zhou Yongchang said immediately. He stuffed the notebook into his bag with great force. Peng Qiu showed a disgusted expression: "How old are you? Do you still want to go to the toilet together?"
"Brother Peng, you really didn't feel anything was wrong?" Zhou Yongchang lowered his head. From a certain angle, his eyes seemed to be bloodshot. "You really didn't hear anyone talking to you?"
He was biting his fingers and looked a little neurotic. Zhou Yongchang had been having nightmares for several nights in a row.
In his dream, he could always hear a familiar voice repeating something.
"What are you doing?" Peng Qiu said, but he saw Zhou Yongchang rushing up. He said to Peng Qiu, "I heard it, didn't you hear it? I heard Yang Yan's voice, he..."
He was halfway through his words when he was interrupted by Peng Qiu. The man pushed him away, patted his clothes with his hands, and looked a little unhappy.
He said rudely, "What nonsense are you talking about? I think you've lost your mind, haven't you?"
"How dare you say these things? Yang Yan's affairs have nothing to do with me."
When he said the latter part, his tone was a little heavy.
Peng Qiu looked at Zhou Yongchang and felt that this guy seemed to have worked overtime and was about to die suddenly in front of him in the next second. He didn't want to get involved in such a thing.
Peng Qiu said, "Don't say anything you shouldn't say. I'm going to the bathroom. When I come back, you can come with me."
He finally relented. Zhou Yongchang was really scared. He nodded quickly and wanted to follow Peng Qiu when he saw him turn around and leave, but he saw Peng Qiu make a disgusted sound.
This time, Zhou Yongchang was forced to stay alone in the office. He knew that Peng Qiu was a bad-tempered guy. He was a veteran in the company with a bad temper and a real hypocritical villain, but they were all traveling together and could be considered "accomplices."
But now he was the only one left in the office. The disappearance of his companions made him feel uneasy, as if he had lost his support.
"You really didn't hear it?"
Suddenly, a familiar voice reached his ears, so close that it seemed like a whisper in his ear.
Zhou Yongchang raised his head suddenly, his eyes wide open and he shouted, "Who, who is there?"
No one answered him. A colleague passing by looked up at him in surprise and suddenly asked, "Xiao Zhou, aren't you leaving yet?"
"I'll go with someone later."
"Is that so? You two have a really good relationship. You even hang out together after get off work."
The colleague raised his head and glanced into the office, then said jokingly, "Hurry up and leave. Staying up late is bad for your health, and you won't get paid for dying suddenly."
Zhou Yongchang nodded. The touch of humanity brought by the brief exchange made him feel comforted. His colleague disappeared. Zhou Yongchang waited for a long time, but Peng Qiu never came back.
He was a little anxious and was thinking about whether to go find Peng Qiu when his colleague came back and found that he had dropped something.
He saw Zhou Yongchang still a little puzzled: "Why aren't you leaving yet?"
"I don't know how long Brother Peng has been squatting in the toilet. I'll go find him later." Zhou Yongchang said, but he felt something was subtly wrong.
The colleague's eyes fell on him, then glanced around him, and then left with some doubt. Zhou Yongchang looked at his expression and keenly noticed something strange.
The colleague's gaze just now seemed to have swept towards him, as if there was someone standing next to him.
But... Peng Qiu is not here, but his colleague said, "Why don't you leave?", so who was the person he saw?
The temperature in the room seemed to suddenly drop.
Zhou Yongchang swallowed and made an unexpected move. He first picked up the briefcase and rushed forward as fast as possible.
After successfully reaching the door and walking out of the office, he took a look inside: But there was indeed no one else in the office.
Zhou Yongchang was covered in cold sweat. There is a saying that goes, "If you have done nothing wrong, you don't have to worry about ghosts knocking on your door." However, his current appearance showed that he was truly afraid of something.
"Pengqiu, where are you?"
Zhou Yongchang thought for a while. With his many years of experience watching horror movies, he knew very well that he should not stay here alone.
In order not to be alone, he could only go to the toilet to look for Peng Qiu.
However, when he came to the toilet, he did not see Peng Qiu's voice. At the same time, there was an indescribable smell in the air.
It smells like a faint scent of blood, and also like the smell of rotting soil and leaves in the deep mountains and wilderness.
"Peng Qiu, are you there?" Zhou Yongchang walked into the bathroom. The closer he got, the stronger the smell in his nasal cavity became.
He suddenly shivered and found that his skin had suddenly become very cold. Zhou Yongchang rubbed his arms, but at this time he heard a voice from the toilet: "Help me."
That was Peng Qiu's voice, so Zhou Yongchang walked towards the last cubicle. As he got closer, he heard Peng Qiu continue to say, "Help me."
"I'm coming over here, Peng, do you want paper?"
As Zhou Yongchang was speaking, he heard another extremely familiar voice coming from the compartment, which was completely different from Peng Qiu's.
The voice continued, "Is anyone here? I'm right here, please help me..."
That's Yang Yan's voice!
Zhou Yongchang's hair stood on end with fear. Only they knew where the missing Yang Yan had gone.
However, at this moment, he heard Yang Yan's voice. Zhou Yongchang took a step back suddenly, but the door of the compartment slowly opened at this time. His heart almost stopped beating with fright, and he was almost ready to see something.
But what appeared in front of him was just an empty compartment. Zhou Yongchang just breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly thought, if that's the case, then where is Peng Qiu now?
As he was thinking this, he heard the door of another compartment slowly open and footsteps slowly walked out of it. Zhou Yongchang was almost shaking with fear. His first reaction was to rush into the compartment and then close the door without hesitation.
"Tap, tap." The footsteps slowly approached this direction. Apart from that, there was no other sound in the bathroom.
The overhead light suddenly went out, and a pair of muddy shoes stopped outside Zhou Yongchang's door. No one spoke.
The smell of rain soaking the mud in the air became heavier and heavier, which made Zhou Yongchang vaguely remember that on the day they went out, it suddenly started to rain lightly in the middle of their trip.
"Help."
A sound suddenly rang out. The toilet cubicle could not block the pair of shoes. Zhou Yongchang prayed in his heart, praying that he would not be discovered, no, praying that nothing would happen.
"I know you heard me," the voice said. "Please help me."
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The author has something to say: Zhu Huai: [starry eyes] Wow, you are a new PDD user, please help me cut it down [poorly]
At the command of the god, the entire Liu family went online to help Zhu Huai PDD cut down thousands of knives and successfully obtained a reward of 500 yuan. This is the power of Lord Long Aotian [dog head holding a rose]
It will be uploaded tomorrow, so the update on the 8th will be at 23:00. Thank you for your support, muah [kiss]
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