After lunch, Lie Cai moved his gaze away from Ye Youbai and looked at the bed where Zhang Xiaoming was. The brush they used last night had already been washed and was lying quietly beside Zhang Xiaoming's pillow.
Lie looked thoughtfully at the brush beside Zhang Xiaoming's pillow, then asked Zhang Xiaoming, "Did you say last night that this brush was rented?"
Zhang Xiaoming was stunned when he heard this. After Lie asked him this, he remembered that he should return the brush today.
"Um."
"I rent it from the black room in the supermarket. I can only rent it for one day and have to return it the next day."
"Besides brushes, they also rent other items there. Except for disposable items like candles and talismans, everything else is only rented and not sold."
Lie heard this and nodded.
Afterwards, Zhang Xiaoming looked at Lie and asked cautiously, "Are you going to that small dark room this afternoon?"
"Well, I'm going to take a look."
Hearing this, Zhang Xiaoming immediately stood up, picked up the brush next to his pillow, put it on the table, and then said to Lie: "Then..."
"Then when you go this afternoon, could you please return the brush for me?"
Amidst the puzzled looks of Ye Youbai and the others, Zhang Xiaoming explained, "I really don't want to go to that haunted place. It's so spooky. I don't know which idiot would open a shop selling things for the dead in a supermarket."
"Especially the old man in the small dark room. He's even scarier. The eerie atmosphere in the small dark room, coupled with the old man's eerie voice, if this were used as the setting for a horror movie in modern society, I think it would be a huge hit!"
Zhang Xiaoming felt that he was familiar with Ye Youbai and the others, so he complained like that. After all, not everyone could be roommates with a big shot.
Ye Youbai and others listened to Zhang Xiaoming's complaints and nodded in agreement. That ghost place really shouldn't be opened in a supermarket, it should be opened in a cemetery.
Thinking of this, Ye Youbai looked at Zhang Xiaoming and asked, "Is there a cemetery here?"
Zhang Xiaoming: “???”
cemetery?
This is a school. Which school has a cemetery?
Everyone at the base: “???”
"In the school...is there a cemetery in the school?"
“Whose school has a cemetery?!”
"This isn't just any school. This is a school that rules a ghost story dungeon. There are shops here that sell things related to the dead. Having a cemetery shouldn't be uncommon, right?"
"Look at Zhang Xiaoming's expression. It seems like he doesn't know either."
"Zhang Xiaoming has been here for so long, he should know, right?"
"He's been in school for so long, he might not have been to all the places."
"That seems to make sense. There are many dangers here. If it were me, I would never wander around in a place where I am not needed."
"Does the school have a cemetery?"
"Didn't Ji Sijian go out for a stroll last night? If so, he should know, right?"
Just as everyone in the base was puzzled by this, Zhang Xiaoming thought for a moment and muttered, "A cemetery?"
"I don't think so..."
"I've never seen it, nor have I heard anyone mention it. But that doesn't necessarily mean it doesn't exist. After all, this school is so big, and there are still many places I haven't been to."
Ye Youbai nodded after hearing this, then looked at Zhang Xiaoming and asked, "Then..."
"Do I need a deposit to rent something?"
Zhang Xiaoming: “???”
My dear, you must have earned at least a hundred points last night. Are you still short of those few points?
Although Zhang Xiaoming thought so in his heart, he said the truth: "No deposit."
"After paying the points, you can just take the items away."
"That old man isn't afraid that you'll take it and not return it. After all, the school is so small and no one can get out. It's very easy for him to find you."
"So everyone would return it on time. I remember someone thought the old man was weak, so they didn't return it on time. Then he disappeared the next day. Some said the school cleaned it up, and some said he was eaten by the old man. But where he went, no one really knows."
"knew."
After Ye Youbai finished speaking, he picked up the brush from the table. When he saw that the brush in his hand had split, the corners of Ye Youbai's mouth couldn't help but move slightly.
Ye Youbai: “???”
Are all the things that old guy borrowed so shabby?
Zhang Xiaoming: “???”
It seems like they have used this brush a little too badly.
Everyone at the base: “!!!”
"this......"
"Isn't this brush a little too..."
"It's the loss. The loss is too great."
"Yeah, that's right!"
"Isn't this loss a bit too great?"
"Is this considered big? Last night, all those ghosts used this brush, and the tip is still there. I think it's pretty good."
"No?"
"Yes, you went to bed early last night and didn't see it. Last night, the entire seventh-floor corridor was filled with ghosts summoning ghosts. They took turns using this brush. They only stopped using it after the ghosts left in the morning. Then Zhang Xiaoming took it to the bathroom to wash it, otherwise it would have looked even worse."
"Okay, that's too much. The tip of the pen is split. I think it will fall off after using it for a whole night."
"Don't worry, it won't take all night, it won't take half a night."
After thinking about it, everyone in the base nodded. It was indeed not enough to last half a night.
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