"As soon as I saw the scene, I thought it might be a funeral procession. After all, in some places there is a custom of holding funerals late at night, which is also called 'burning the car'."
"I was quite brave and curious at the time, so I didn't hide inside. I leaned on the handrail, smoking a cigarette, and watched them walk further away."
"Those figures walked further and further away, and they became smaller and smaller. At the point where they disappeared, a faint flame appeared. I felt that it must be those paper objects that were set on fire and sent to another world."
"But just as I was watching for a while and about to go back to sleep, I suddenly saw a tall, thin dark figure. When I looked closely, it turned out to be the tall, thin man who led the team before."
"What was strange was that he didn't move forward with the group, but instead stopped a little further from the finish line, as if something was blocking him from passing."
"I was in a daze at the time and went back to sleep without paying attention. But from that night on, the knocking sound would be heard every night on time. Could it be that this sound was related to that man?!"
After saying this, Xiao Luo curled up in the quilt, shivering.
[Hiss, you must have bumped into something, didn't you? You didn't even avoid a funeral procession in the middle of the night. I respect you for being a real man.]
"You're so brave! If I saw something like this, I'd stay away from it no matter if it was day or night, for fear of provoking someone I shouldn't. But you're watching while smoking. Someone who doesn't know would think you're just watching a show..."
Everyone wanted to laugh when they saw the trembling Ronaldinho. He used to say that he was brave, but look at him now. He is so scared that he hides under the quilt and dares not come out, right?
Jiang Tang suddenly had a bad taste in her mouth. She asked Xiao Luo, "Do you want to know where that sound comes from?"
Xiao Luo nodded. "I think so. Master Jiang, you don't know. I contacted the property management and the surrounding neighbors about this sound. They all thought I was crazy."
"Please help me find where the problem is."
"Go find an iron spoon and you'll find out."
Xiao Luo lifted the quilt and ran to the kitchen to get a big iron spoon.
Jiang Tang laughed and said, "Hit your head twice."
Before Ronaldinho could react, his hand holding the iron spoon hit his head.
“Dang…dang…”
???
!!!
Ronaldinho was stunned and stood there, and even netizens were shocked and broke out in cold sweats.
【Isn’t this the sound?! 】
[It's exactly the same sound that's been going on. So, is someone banging their head against the steel pipe?]
[It doesn't necessarily mean he's hitting the steel pipe, it could be that he's banging his head against something!]
Oh my god, there's something banging its head against something in the middle of the night. If this isn't a ghost, then what is? No one is that stupid...
Xiao Luo's upper and lower teeth started fighting again. He trembled and wanted to run back to bed immediately, but the clang... clang sound was still ringing regularly and he couldn't lift his feet.
"It's okay, that guy won't come looking for you, he just wants your help."
"Ask me for help?!" Xiao Luo screamed.
Is this how you ask for help? He's being tortured to death. Do you think I have to kill myself to help him?
However, after hearing that they would not come to find him, Xiao Luo finally dragged his weak legs to the bed and sat down.
Jiang Tang didn't tease him and said, "You saw that tall and thin man leave the team that day. It seemed like he was stopped by something, right?"
"Yeah." Xiao Luo nodded.
"What you saw that night wasn't a living person. The man was probably too tall and was stopped by a height limiter. The noise was made by him trying to get over, but he was stopped by the height limiter and his head kept hitting it."
"The reason why you were the only one who could hear it was because you were the only one who saw their team that night."
"Cough cough." Xiao Luo almost choked on his own saliva.
He stared at Jiang Tang with wide eyes: "Those aren't people? That man was blocked by the height limit pole?!"
This development is even more winding than the winding mountain road.
[No, that ghost is a fool, right? Why doesn't he just bend over and ram it with his head?]
[Pfft, I'm dying of laughter. Just thinking about a tall, skinny man repeatedly banging his head against a height limit pole makes me want to laugh. What kind of person is this? Hahahaha.]
[Oh my god, that voice was scary before, but now it sounds a bit angry? Suddenly I'm not scared anymore.]
[That man must have been stopped and delayed his report, just like us being late. He must be very depressed now, right?]
[I can't stop laughing. Will he get his attendance deducted? Hahaha.]
Jiang Tang was also amused by everyone: "He couldn't get through because the dead can't bend over. It's not his fault."
"As for you, Xiao Luo, your balcony faces the main road, which is quite unlucky. You might see similar scenes again in the future."
"So you either seal the balcony, or I'll draw a talisman for you to ward off evil."
Xiao Luo finally smiled: "Master Jiang, I need the talisman, and I can also seal the balcony!"
Jiang Tang smiled slightly. This guy even knew how to provide double protection.
"Okay, send me the address privately and I'll mail it to you tomorrow."
Xiao Luo nodded while giving gifts to Jiang Tang. When he had almost finished, he asked.
"Master Jiang, how can I help that guy?"
"Go to that street tomorrow and take a look. The height limit pole was probably put up by the residents themselves, and it doesn't comply with regulations. Take a picture and report it to the traffic police, and they'll remove it."
So simple?
Xiao Luo couldn't believe it.
Seeing his doubtful look on his face, Jiang Tang couldn't help laughing: "Who made you see them that night? He couldn't find anyone else without your help. He just wanted to go where he had to go, that's all."
Xiao Luo blushed and blamed him, saying that it was his own fault.
This time, the clanging sound continued until around three in the morning, but after knowing the reason, Xiao Luo no longer felt the fear and irritability he had before.
The next morning, he went to the street across the street.
As I walked over, I saw the roof of a small truck was stuck by the height limit pole, and the street was slowly becoming blocked by traffic.
The truck driver was cursing and swearing at the person who had put up the height limit pole without permission.
I curse the height limit pole marked with 2.5 meters, but even a 2-meter pickup truck can’t pass through!
What's not clear about this? Just as Jiang Tang said, this height limit pole was indeed built by someone privately and does not comply with the height limit regulations.
Xiao Luo took photos and went to report it without stopping. In the evening, the height limit pole was successfully removed.
That night, Xiao Luo did not hear the clanging sound again and had a good sleep.
Jiang Tang and netizens also went offline to rest. An ordinary yet extraordinary day passed just like that.
After checking his own cultivation, Jiang Tang shook his head helplessly.
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