Chapter 213: Damn it, I slept with a ghost
When hearing this, the audience in the live broadcast room were all dumbfounded.
[Oh no! What direction is this going? ]
[This is just like a joke, this is clearly Chinese characters, why do they feel weird? ]
[What a popular text, burglars actually have an affair]
[I am just curious, can women also be guilty of rape? ]
[I just turned on the speaker, and my feudal father spit out the tea in his mouth]
[Hahahaha, I am laughing to death, upstairs, is your father okay?]
[It seems not so good, he was choked, and he pointed at me, and couldn't say a word]
...
Mu Li was silenced by her after hearing such explosive words.
The man continued to talk about his experiences during this period.
After fooling around with the woman in the nightgown for a day and a night, the man left slowly. He
was still holding the things the woman had given him.
When he left, he clearly saw that the woman had given him several dozen large stacks of cash, which looked to be more than 100,000 yuan.
But when he got home, he found that all he had in his hand were ghost money, and the more than 100,000 yuan in cash from last night had all disappeared.
He was shocked, and thinking about the wonderful experience of that day and night, he thought that it might be too good to be true, so he saw it wrong.
So he threw all the money into the trash can downstairs.
The next night, just as he was about to go to bed, he saw the hostess in silk pajamas who he had met by his bed again.
And it was in his own room. Not long after, the two rolled together again.
They made love on the bed, and another day and night passed.
When the man woke up, he saw several dozen paper money for the dead on the bedside table.
At this time, he began to be a little scared, but who knew that not long after the second time,
when he checked into a hotel for the third time, he met the woman in silk pajamas again.
They rolled together again unconsciously...
and when they were done, the bedside table was full of paper money for the dead again.
The man was almost scared crazy.
Encountering such things from time to time, he felt that his nerves were about to explode.
For more than a month, half of the time was spent in bed.
Every time, the woman appeared out of nowhere, and then for a day and a night, and then left a dozen paper money for the dead.
The man spent the rest of the time sleeping, but he could never get enough sleep.
One morning when he was brushing his teeth, he found that he had completely changed.
He was listless, as if all his energy had been sucked out of him. He had no energy to do anything.
The only thing that could remind him of his strength was meeting the woman in pajamas.
"Master, I must have met a female ghost. You have to save me. I'm going to be sucked dry by that female ghost."
Mu Li fell into silence after hearing this, and the barrage in the live broadcast room was empty for more than a minute.
"Your experience is quite unique!"
Mu Li exhaled slowly, his tone a little wooden.
The man was almost crying.
Taking a deep breath, Mu Li finally regained his thoughts.
Now he understands the saying that life is above art, and art comes from life.
Sure enough, the absurd things in the novels are child's play. Only in reality can you encounter such bizarre things.
Mu Li opened his third eye and deduced what happened.
After reading it, his expression was extremely strange. He
exclaimed: "6!"
The man widened his eyes and looked puzzled.
Mu Li slowly began to say: "Do you still remember how you observed the owner of the house at the beginning?"
The man thought for a while, then said: "Thieves like us usually look for those high-end communities and then try to sneak in. Find the target in a short time, mark it, and then take action later." People
like them who specialize in those wealthy and populous communities will spend time and energy observing the surroundings, and they can even accurately avoid cameras.
"Then how did you get in!"
The man's eyes suddenly widened, and he remembered how he noticed the woman.
He was scouting the neighborhood that day and applied for a job at a cleaning company. He happened to be cleaning the trash can downstairs.
He ran into the hostess of the house. Originally, he was just observing the surroundings.
Unexpectedly, when the hostess came to throw away the garbage, she actually talked to them and even asked them to help move some things.
When leaving, each of them gave a red envelope of 1,000 yuan.
It was when they were moving things that the man was sure that the woman was the only one living in her house.
Later, he squatted there for a long time.
Now that I think about it, what we moved at that time was just some ordinary garbage, which was actually not very heavy.
In high-end communities like this, there are usually special hourly workers, and hourly workers don't charge hundreds of yuan an hour, so why spend a lot of money to let these garbage cleaners come to help move things.
And each person was given a red envelope of 1,000 yuan. You have to know that there are six or seven people in their group.
Rich people are just rich, not stupid. This obvious behavior of a boy who spends money is really incredible.
Moreover, the hostess lives alone and generally will not let strangers into the room. The hostess at that time was really strange.
"Could he have deliberately wanted to attract my attention at that time?" The man was a little unbelievable.
Mu Li nodded: "Congratulations, young man! You actually guessed it right, great!"
The man felt insulted.
When the audience in the live broadcast room heard what Mu Li said, they always felt there was a weird tone in his voice.
[I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but it feels like the host is completely different from when he first started broadcasting]
[When he first started broadcasting, how could he know so many internet terms? Now the host is using internet terms more and more proficiently]
[The host’s real-life 5G surfing experience online]
[Am I the only one who finds this outrageous? What’s going on? The host, please explain it to us as soon as possible]
[I feel like I’m dizzy from eating so much melons. I need a translator]
[I roughly understood that the hostess of the house deliberately lured the uncle in to steal things. The hostess is probably related to the female ghost who was looking for the uncle all day]
[I understood it all at once...]
[Although I understood it, I also want to know what’s going on? 】
...
Everyone in the live broadcast room was almost dying of curiosity.
A ghost girl's affair, with a bit of horror, simply touched the hearts of Chinese people.
Basically, no one would dislike this tone.
The man saw the entire screen full of curious comments, and his face was a little tearful: "Is there anyone who can feel sorry for me? I'm really miserable. And I was born in the 2000s, so why call me uncle? I'm not old at all. I'm only in my 20s."