Big brother, stop it.
"Brother, what are you looking at?"
Seeing Li Zhu staring at the ground motionlessly, Lang Feng followed his example and squatted beside him.
"Fuck, whose footprints are these?" He took off his slippers and put his bare feet next to him for comparison. "They're so much smaller, they definitely aren't mine."
Li Zhu was distracted, thinking back to the night he stayed at Gao's house.
Were the footprints you saw on the floor this big?
The lighting was bad that day, and due to the influence of Gao Cong'ai, the memory of the footprints became blurred.
"What are you all squatting for?" When Zhuang Hengchuan woke up, he saw the two men with their backs to him. The scene was very strange.
Lang Feng turned his head to look at him, pointing his finger at the ground: "Did you step on it? Or it was Sister Shen, my brother and I don't have such small feet."
Zhuang Hengchuan came over to take a look and generously showed off his big feet. "You call this small? I'm 44."
Sister Shen yawned and stretched out her foot for comparison.
Smaller than hers.
"My foot is size 38, and this footprint should be size 37 or 36." As she spoke, her voice became softer.
The four of them looked at each other and realized together—
Last night, after they passed out drunk, a woman came to the house.
No one knew what method the other party used to cross the entrance hall and most of the living room, leaving only footprints in front of Li Zhu.
Sister Shen frowned and scratched the goose bumps on her arms: "Impossible, I locked the door last night."
She kept drinking and clearly remembered that after drinking two bottles of beer, she staggered to lock the security door.
This has been her long-standing habit.
"Could it have come in through the window?" Zhuang Hengchuan asked.
The third floor is neither high nor low, but they live in a self-built building. There is no air-conditioning platform outside like in commercial housing, and the anti-theft guardrail is embedded in the window frame outside the glass.
The entire wall has no protrusions and is very flat.
Not to mention a woman, even a strong man would find it difficult to crawl in.
Lang Feng: "It's neither a man nor a woman. Could it be a ghost? Hahahahaha..."
Three pairs of eyes looked over at the same time, and Lang Feng could no longer laugh.
"I, I was just talking nonsense." He shrank behind his brother like a quail, sticking his head out, "Don't take it seriously."
Chen Pingfang was in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking about.
Hearing the commotion of people getting up around her, she came to her senses and whispered, "What if, what if, it really is a ghost?"
Li Zhu scoffed, "Believe that there are ghosts in the world, it's better to believe that I am Qin Shi Huang."
Lang Feng nodded in agreement.
Despite this unreliable statement, Zhuang Hengchuan nodded and said, "Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be prepared for one."
Li Zhu was feeling uneasy and said in a sweary tone, "Bullshit, what nonsense? I think you two just drank too much horse urine last night and got soaked!"
Shen Pingfang clenched her fists and wanted to curse at him again.
She kept telling herself: Xu Xiaozhe's personality is that he has a bad temper and foul mouth, but his heart is kind, so don't be angry with him.
He turned around and looked at Zhuang Hengchuan who was also being criticized.
The man had a peaceful expression, even a little... Shen Pingfang couldn't describe it for the moment.
Zhuang Hengchuan simply thought that it was a good thing that the young man transformed from a vulgar voyeur into a bold and rough man.
[Positive value +6, this is good, very good, especially good]
Li Zhuwei stared at the words with his mouth open, stunned.
He cursed so vulgarly just now, it would have been fine if Zhuang Hengchuan didn't get angry, but he kept saying good things?
There is something wrong.
Seeing Li Zhu staring at him, Zhuang Hengchuan thought he was going to curse again, and hurriedly said, "Just because you haven't seen it doesn't mean it doesn't exist."
Lang Feng: "You mean you've seen it?"
Thinking of Shen Pingfang's reaction just now, he turned his head and asked: "Sister, have you seen it too?"
Chen Pingfang pursed her lips and said, "I didn't see it with my own eyes, but I heard about it from my deceased grandmother."
Li Zhu paused and said, "You're already chattering so early in the morning. Aren't you hungry? I'll go get breakfast. Wait."
After saying that, he disappeared.
Chen Pingfang asked the two people, "Do you think he doesn't want to listen, or is he afraid to listen? Why does he have to buy it now instead of earlier or later?"
Lang Feng doesn't think his brother is timid.
When he was in the orphanage, his brother was the only child who didn't cry even though he was put in solitary confinement for being naughty.
"He's so brave." In Lang Feng's heart, his brother is a god, and even his spit is handsome. "It's just a ghost story, he's not afraid."
"Shall we continue talking?" Zhuang Hengchuan felt itchy and wanted to listen to the rest of the story urgently.
Chen Pingfang said, "Didn't he say 'wait' before he left?"
"I thought we were asked to wait for food." Lang Feng suddenly realized that he didn't understand his brother well enough and that he still had a long way to go.
Li Zhu was enjoying the morning sunshine and the smell of fireworks downstairs.
He was quite courageous, but he was afraid of this so-called true ghost story. After buying breakfast, he lingered downstairs and didn't want to go upstairs.
"Young man, why don't you go upstairs?" The old man who lived on the fourth floor was blocked and tapped the ground with his crutch.
Li Zhu stepped aside apologetically, took three deep breaths, and went to the third floor.
When I entered the room, it was very quiet, everyone was waiting for dinner.
Li Zhu pretended to be relaxed and asked, "Why aren't you talking? Are you done talking?"
Lang Feng: "Let's listen together when you come back."
I really want to thank you, Li Zhu said "Oh" calmly, put the breakfast on the coffee table, and sat down cross-legged.
Li Zhu: "Then let's talk while we eat."
"Let me think about it." Chen Pingfang took a cup of soy milk and put in a straw. "There's a custom in my hometown that the soul of a deceased person must return to the house on the seventh day after death. No one can be left at home that night, and white flour is sprinkled on the ground."
Li Zhu bit the bun and placed his other hand on his knee, clenching it into a fist.
Lang Feng asked, "What are you sprinkling flour for?"
Chen Pingfang glanced at him, drank a sip of soy milk and said, "When you see footprints the next day, you'll know whether your relatives have returned or not."
Zhuang Hengchuan frowned and said, "We have this saying in our hometown, too. On the seventh day, when the dead return, their souls will visit the places where they lived to end their attachment to the human world."
Chen Pingfang nodded and continued, "My grandmother was only fifteen that year. One night, she and her good neighbor's daughter fell into a pond while walking at night and drowned. When they were fished out, their skin was wrinkled and swollen. It was very scary."
With a clang, the wind blew the window against the window frame.
Li Zhu was so frightened that his back straightened and he almost jumped up.
Lang Feng patted his chest and said, "I was scared to death."
"The family performed a seven-day ritual for their daughter. The ritual ended before dusk on the seventh day. The master told them not to leave anyone at home that night and sprinkled white flour on the ground. If they found footprints in the morning, it meant she had returned.
"My grandmother missed my little sisters, so she slipped out at night while everyone was asleep and hid in an empty water tank at a neighbor's house. Around midnight, she heard the sound of chains... then the clattering of footsteps..."
Shen Pingfang was so engrossed in her speech that she unconsciously lowered her voice.
"Grandma lifted the lid of the water jar and looked out. A pair of muddy feet passed right before her. The owner of those feet walked around the kitchen and slowly walked out...Grandma finally realized she had done something stupid and became afraid. She didn't dare to go out, so she had to hide in the jar until dawn."
"The next morning, she saw footprints stained black by the muddy water. They were particularly obvious on the white flour..."
Zhuang Hengchuan didn't feel scared at all after hearing this. "You mean, these footprints belong to a water ghost?"
"I didn't say that." Chen Pingfang waved her hands hurriedly, not wanting to be accused of being feudal and superstitious.
Li Zhu pinched his thigh and tried to keep his voice steady: "No one has drowned near us recently, right?"
Chen Pingfang: "I just want to give everyone an idea. It's not necessarily true. Even if there are ghosts, we don't have to be afraid. We share a house with three men and one woman, and the yang energy is sufficient."
Li Zhu didn't say anything else, and told himself in his heart that there were no ghosts in the world, and Sister Chen must be making up a story.
Even if there are, ghosts were also human beings in their previous lives.
If living people are not scary, how scary can ghosts be?
The rest of the people had to go to work, and soon, Li Zhu was the only one left at home.
He lay on the bed playing games on his phone. Before he knew it, it was noon. For convenience, he ordered some takeout.
I went to sleep after eating, and when I woke up it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.
Li Zhu stretched out his body. Living like a pig was so blissful that he wanted to continue being a pig boy.
He dragged his limp legs to the bathroom, washed his face, and his confused mind became clear. Then he remembered that he didn't have suitable clothes for the party.
Not to mention the original owner, even Li Zhu himself was reluctant to spend money to buy a suit just to attend a banquet.
"Brother Tong, do you think I will be the most shining one tonight?" He opened the cloth wardrobe, took out a newer T-shirt and a pair of blue jeans and put them on.
In the domineering CEO drama, the plainly dressed heroine will definitely become the focus of the audience
365: "The host is always the most handsome guy."
I like the honesty of the system.
Li Zhu lay on the sofa for a while, then got up and changed his clothes. The phone on the table vibrated. It was a call from an unfamiliar number.
He is the Gao family’s driver.
The driver in a suit and tie was waiting downstairs, his hair slicked back.
Seeing Li Zhu's clothes that were not suitable for a banquet, he sneered at him.
Li Zhu could see clearly. He brushed off the non-existent dust on his clothes and gave the driver a look of pity.
Then he shook his head gently, sighed, sighed again, opened the car door and got in.
Although the young man didn't say a word during the whole process, the driver thought that the young man's series of inexplicable behaviors were all insults to him.
Extremely harmful.
For the rest of the journey, the driver never looked at Li Zhu again, feeling very unhappy. However, due to the order from above, he obediently sent the man to the villa.
The Gao family villa was very lively tonight. Except for Gao Yanhe who was ill, all the other Gao family members were present, and many business partners were also present.
Li Zhu got off the car, melodious music floated into his ears, and his mood improved.
In order to prepare for this banquet, in addition to the original servants in the house, Gao Congyu transferred several people from the hotel under the Gaoge Group.
A young man dressed as a waiter brought a glass of water on a tray.
Li Zhu took a cup and took a sip. It was clear water.
He walked into the hall and saw Gao Congyu surrounded by a group of people. They were slightly bent over, talking about something with their heads down.
Li Zhu raised his hand and waved in that direction: "Mr. Gao!"
Gao Congyu raised his hand to interrupt the person who was speaking, and controlled the wheelchair to come in front of Li Zhu. Before he could say anything, the contempt in his heart popped up above his head.
[Negative value +40, bumpkin]
Li Zhu's mouth twitched, and he looked like he had never seen the world before. "There are so many people here tonight."
Although it was called a dinner party, people actually started arriving one after another at four o'clock in the afternoon. At the moment, there were quite a few people in elegant clothes standing in groups in the hall.
Gao Congyu smiled and said, "If you don't like this kind of occasion or feel tired, please tell me anytime."
"Okay." Li Zhu glanced at the people waiting not far away, "Go ahead if you have something to do, don't worry about me, I'm going to go get something to eat."
There was a buffet area at the edge of the hall. Li Zhu watched everyone leave and went to the dining area alone to eat.
He took a piece of cream cake and went to the corner, his eyes rolling around.
Strange, where are the people?
He sent a message to Gao Cong'ai: [I came to your house, but didn't see you in the hall]
Gao Cong'ai: [Come down immediately]
Hardworking Xiao Xu: [I am here [picture.JPG]]
After sending the message, he put away his phone and continued eating.
The cream melted in his mouth, sweet but not greasy, and he squinted his eyes in enjoyment.
"Fuck, why did he come down here?"
"Doesn't Gao Cong'ai dislike this kind of occasion? Damn, it's bad luck just seeing that face."
"Are you trying to stir up trouble? Mr. Gao, why did he insist on having a banquet at home? Now, he's attracted the God of Plague."
"Here he comes, here he comes."
"I have a feeling this isn't going to be peaceful tonight."
These words, either of fear or disgust, clearly reached Li Zhu's ears.
He licked the cream on the corner of his lips, and the system's voice came in his mind.
365: "Gao Cong'ai's data has fluctuated. Host, would you like to check it?"
Li Zhu was afraid but also wanted to see, so he made up his mind.
"look."
[Emotion value +130, the tip of his red tongue licks the white cream. Silly Xiaozhe is so cute. The cake in his hand must be delicious.]
These three sentences don't make any sense.
Li Zhu put down the cake, moved his tongue, and dared not lick his lips again.
Help, my new friend is a little crazy, what should I do if I want to break up with him?
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