"So that's how it is." Xiao Gu felt a little disappointed.

"If you are upright, you have nothing to fear. As long as you do not do anything wrong and live an upright life, even if you see a ghost, he will be afraid of you." Chen Ge taught his secret, and Xiao Gu agreed with it.

"I understand. Thanks for the advice, boss."

"You still have a lot to learn in the future. I will take you to see more wonderful scenery." Chen Ge had no one available around him, and many things were inconvenient. The appearance of Xiao Gu made Chen Ge feel that his chance had come. He planned to personally train a qualified employee of the horror house.

"Don't tell anyone about what happened on the bus, including Xu Wan." Chen Ge opened the door of the haunted house and took Xiao Gu inside: "Go to the staff lounge to sleep tonight. Remember, don't run around, and don't enter the scene."

"Then where do you sleep, boss? How about we squeeze in together?" Xiao Gu felt a little embarrassed.

"Just leave me alone. I'll accompany you to the bathroom to change clothes and use the toilet. Then don't leave the employee lounge before dawn."

"I can go to the toilet by myself. I'm not a child." Xiao Gu has not yet realized his current situation. In terms of danger, the Western Suburbs Haunted House is already the most dangerous among the three-star horror scenes.

"There are some props in the bathroom, and I'm worried that you might accidentally touch them." Chen Ge made up an excuse and did not continue the topic.

He entered the staff lounge, took out two sets of his own clothes and handed them to Xiao Gu: "Change first, just give me the wet clothes."

After everything was done, Chen Ge closed the door of the staff lounge: "Have a good sleep, I'll call you tomorrow morning."

"OK."

The door was closed and Xiao Gu sat on the edge of the bed, feeling very bad.

He slept on the bed while his boss slept on the floor. This was the first time he had encountered such a situation: "Brother Chen has a sharp tongue but a soft heart. Although he usually doesn't say it, I can tell that he is a good person."

Xiao Gu lifted the thin blanket and was about to lie down when he suddenly heard a cat's meow and he quickly stood up.

Under the thin blanket, a big white cat with heterochromatic eyes glanced at Xiao Gu lazily.

That look seemed to be saying, where did this weakling come from?

"Hello." Xiao Gu grabbed the thin blanket and stood by the bed with a wronged look on his face, not knowing whether he should go over.

The white cat did not bully Xiao Gu. It gently bit a very cute rag doll and jumped onto the desk next to it very nimbly.

Mao Zhua pressed the light switch, and the staff lounge fell into darkness again.

Holding the blanket, Xiao Gu stood there stupidly.

"Good boy, it can even turn off the lights by itself..."

Chen Ge stayed outside the door for a while, and only left after seeing the lights go out.

He also changed into a new set of clothes and entered the prop room carrying a backpack that was half wet.

"The situation in the eastern suburbs is more complicated. This may be related to the out-of-control door in Liwan Town. Doctor Gao said that the door was once controlled by the Ghost Story Association. I want to get information about this now. I can try to start with the members of the Ghost Story Association."

After searching through boxes and drawers, Chen Ge found the president's letter of appointment and the medical records of the third ward, and brought these things to the underground scene.

After pressing the switch of the repeater, Chen Ge pushed open the door of the last classroom in Muyang Middle School.

The puppets in school uniforms sat obediently in their respective seats, as if they were preparing for the college entrance examination, with a solemn expression on their faces.

"Don't be nervous, I just want you to meet some new friends." Chen Ge stood on the podium and communicated with the evil spirits in the medical records for the first time, releasing all the souls of the crazy people in it.

They were the most sick and twisted lunatics when they were alive, and their resentment persisted after their death, so they all turned into evil spirits.

There was a gust of cold wind in the classroom, the tables, chairs, doors and windows rustled, and shrill screams were heard. Some people even pounced on Chen Ge with vicious eyes.

"Xu Yin."

Blood flowed, and Xu Yin quietly appeared beside Chen Ge. All the crying and screaming in the classroom were instantly suppressed.

After the evil spirits transformed from those lunatics calmed down, Chen Ge walked past them one by one. This group of evil spirits were indeed different from ordinary evil spirits. Even though they were suppressed by the red clothes, there was still a dangerous light in their eyes, staring at Chen Ge with ill intentions.

"No way to communicate?" Chen Ge took out the president's letter of appointment again and showed Dr. Gao's handwriting to the evil spirits. When the evil spirits saw Dr. Gao's handwriting, black and red bloodshot appeared in their eyes. It only took a few seconds for all the evil spirits to bow their heads in front of Chen Ge.

"No way to communicate? Or do they have complaints against me and don't want to talk to me?" As the new president of the Ghost Story Association, Chen Ge still has some affection for these old members. He summoned all the employees of the haunted house, surrounded those crazy and evil ghosts, and walked out of the classroom.

…

The rain was getting lighter and lighter, and Huang Ling was driving her taxi closer and closer to her home, but her speed was getting slower and slower.

She was very conflicted. She was afraid when she thought of what Chen Ge had said: "Should I go back tonight?"

She didn't know before, so she wasn't afraid. Now Huang Ling herself doesn't know who to listen to.

What Chen Ge said made sense, but Chen Ge was an outsider after all, and Jia Ming was her husband, and they had lived together for so many years.

After thinking it over, Huang Ling couldn't make up her mind: "I'd better not go back. Where can I stay if I don't go back? I'll just stay in the car all night? What if the driver wakes up?"

The taxi arrived at the gate of the community. Huang Ling hadn't made a decision yet when she suddenly saw a man standing at the entrance of the corridor with an umbrella and an anxious look on his face.

"Jia Ming? He's waiting for me?"

His coat was soaked and Jia Ming looked a little disheveled.

"Why did you come back just now!" Jia Ming's voice was a little angry. Huang Ling parked the car and just opened the door. Jia Ming held the umbrella outside the door and said, "Come home with me!"

"I'll leave a phone number for the driver. If he wakes up and has any problem, he can contact me as soon as possible." Huang Ling found a note in the taxi and wrote a message to the driver.

"What happened to you today? Why is the driver fainted? Does he need to be sent to the hospital?" Jia Ming saw that the driver was still slumped in the back seat of the taxi and was afraid that something had happened.

"My friend said his life is not in danger, he was just frightened and he will be fine after a while."

"Your friend? You should avoid making friends with those bad people in the future. Those two today didn't look like good people." Jia Ming held an umbrella and pulled Huang Ling upstairs.

The door was open, and the warm light dispelled the coldness and uneasiness in Huang Ling's heart.

"I heated up the food for you seven or eight times, but I couldn't wait for you to come." Jia Ming pointed at the dishes on the table: "I even made a pot of soup especially for you."

"No, I don't have much appetite." Looking at the food on the table, Huang Ling felt a little touched, but when she thought that the man in front of her might not be her husband, all her emotions turned into an indescribable fear.

"Okay, I'll clean up. You go to bed quickly because you have to go to work tomorrow." Jia Ming was a little angry, but he suppressed his anger.

Huang Ling returned to the bedroom without taking off her coat and pants. She wrapped herself in a thin blanket and lay directly on the bed.

In the living room, Jia Ming was cleaning up the food, and the pots and pans were clanging non-stop. After an unknown amount of time, the lights in the living room went out.

Someone entered the bedroom and lay down next to Huang Ling, with a short distance between them.

Darkness enveloped the narrow room. Huang Ling felt very sleepy, but she didn't dare to fall asleep.

The more she thought about it, the more scared she became, and her palms started sweating.

About ten minutes later, Huang Ling heard her husband snoring softly. She breathed a sigh of relief after making sure he was asleep.

After a day of work and driving for so long, she couldn't hold on any longer.

Huang Ling closed her eyes in a daze, not knowing whether she fell asleep or not.

About an hour or two later, Huang Ling seemed to have had a horrible dream in which her husband was standing at the door with a kitchen knife, muttering about what to use to make soup.

Cold sweat rolled down her face, her head shook, and after struggling for a moment, she suddenly opened her eyes.

The bedroom was dark and very quiet, and there was no one standing at the door.

"It's so scary." Huang Ling rubbed her head, picked up the phone beside the bed, and turned to Chen Ge's number. She wanted to check whether the one-touch call was set up successfully.

To avoid being seen by her husband who was sleeping next to her, Huang Ling curled up under the thin blanket.

The cold light from the mobile phone screen shone on her face. Huang Ling opened the address book and focused her attention on the calls she made tonight.

"These are the calls from my husband." Huang Ling looked down and focused on dragging the screen, looking at her phone. But at this moment, a finger reached in and pressed on the screen of her phone. It seemed that it was about to dial a number.

Looking at the extra finger, Huang Ling shuddered and sat up immediately!

The phone fell in the middle of the bed, and the cold light from the screen reflected on the face of her husband next to it.

His features were familiar, but his expression was unfamiliar: "Why aren't you sleeping? Are you hungry?"

"It's okay." Huang Ling hugged the blanket, got up and went to turn on the light, but strangely, the light in the bedroom could not be turned on.

The husband stood up straight from his bed, his voice becoming more and more strange, as if he didn't hear what Huang Ling said, "Go eat if you're hungry. I've made a pot of soup for you."

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