I ran out of the courier station in one breath and came to the roadside outside, panting heavily.
At that moment, my phone was still ringing, and I felt a sense of security.
I quickly picked up my phone and answered the call.
"Changming, where are you? I saw your car, but I didn't see you in the small room." Zhong Lingui's deep voice came through the phone.
"I..." I gasped for breath, about to tell Zhong Lingui about the little house, but the words caught in my throat. Zhong Lingui's son had just been entangled by something evil, and I really didn't want him to get involved in these things, not even if he knew.
"What's wrong, Changming? I heard you panting." Zhong Lingui's voice came through the phone, her tone clearly urgent.
"I'm fine. I'm outside. I just finished running and I'm a little out of breath." I could only lie, not wanting Zhong Lingui to keep pressing me for answers.
"Oh, I called you to tell you something. I've already called General Manager Huang. Just relax and go to work. Big Water Buffalo is just good at talking big. General Manager Huang is still in charge of the courier station."
"Brother Zhong, thank you." I was very touched. I didn't expect Zhong Lingui to call the boss personally for my sake.
"Don't mention it. You've helped me a lot already. If we're friends, there's no need for such thanks. It sounds awkward. Okay, I'm busy now. I'm hanging up." Zhong Lingui said and then hung up the phone.
As I listened to the busy tone on the phone, I slowly put the phone in my pocket, took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep drag.
The strong tobacco smell of Red Dragon tobacco eased my tense heart a little.
It was already five o'clock. The summer sun was really strong, making me feel uncomfortable all over. I was drenched in sweat, and I didn't know whether the sweat was from being scared or from being in the sun.
I threw away the cigarette butt in my hand, jogged back to the small house, sat on the bed and turned on the fan. A cool breeze made me feel refreshed.
Whether it was An Lili who opened the copper lock, or the thing inside opened it by itself, or whether it was because my nosebleed that day flowed onto the copper lock and ruined the magic of those masters in the past, remains to be seen.
At that moment, my mind was a mess. I really wanted to call An Lili and ask her directly, but as soon as the thought arose, I immediately suppressed it. Theoretically, I thought it was her who did it, but in my heart, I didn't want it to be her.
Wait, I think I had a dream last night.
As I carefully recalled the events, my face turned pale.
Last night I dreamt that someone knocked on my door and said that he had lived here for a long time, that I was his new neighbor, and that my blood was delicious. Could it be that the thing in the hut that knocked on my door last night was?
Yes, it's him. I remembered the shoes I saw at the door this morning; they were a perfect pair with the ones in the hut.
That thing said it would open the door and come in last night, but I don't know if it actually came in. It also said that I would be its in three days. What does it mean? Does it mean that in three days, the thing inside can come out?
Thinking about this, I couldn't help but tremble all over.
No, I can't sleep here tonight. But what if Zhang Guangyin finds out I'm not sleeping here and complains to the boss? After all, the boss has been quite good to me.
Damn it, whatever, my life is more important. I'll go home as soon as they all get off work, but how am I going to explain this to my fifth grandfather?
Forget it, I'll just sleep with Tong Liu for a few nights. Anyway, he has plenty of space.
Having made up my mind, I started packing. I brought two sets of clothes, and after dark, I rode my electric bike to the Tongliu neighborhood.
On the way, I dialed Tong Liu's number and asked, "Tong Liu, where are you? I'd like to come over and stay with you tonight?"
"What's wrong, Changming?"
"It's nothing, it's just that the electricity in my little room is broken, it's pitch black, and my phone can't be charged." I didn't want to tell anyone about the Tongliu Express Station, so I made up another excuse.
"Okay then, you can come and stay here, but I probably won't be going back to stay tonight."
"Why don't you come back to live here? I'm not made of glass, and I don't snore," I asked curiously.
"Hehe, I'm going to do something for someone with my master tonight, I don't know what time we'll be back. The key is in the shoe by the door of my dorm, you know. Just tell the security guard there, he recognizes you. Okay, that's all for now, I need to learn the incantation." Tong Liu finished speaking and hung up the phone.
I was genuinely envious of Tong Liu, who got to learn skills from Hu Ergou. If I had those skills, I wouldn't have been toyed with by this filthy thing.
Two more days?
Damn it, if I had the guts, I'd wipe you out in a heartbeat.
I was originally thinking of asking Hu Ergou to clean up that filthy thing tonight.
There's no need to think about it now. Hu Ergou is already busy. Let's wait until he's finished before I ask him to come and get rid of this filthy thing.
A short while later, I arrived at the neighborhood where Tong Liu worked.
The security guard at the entrance was a burly man. I had met him a few times before when I came to visit Tong Liu.
The security guard recognized me as soon as he saw me. I offered him a cigarette and told him I had brought something for Tong Liu. Without saying a word, he opened the door and let me in.
The dormitory for Bucket Six is located to the left of the entrance to the underground parking lot. There are two rooms in total: one for accommodation and one for a small kitchen.
I took the key out of the leather shoe by the door, opened the door and went in. The dormitory of Tong Liu was still the same as before, messy, with used tissues scattered everywhere, and cigarette butts and bottles of liquor all over the place.
Tong Liu is a good person in every way, except he doesn't care much about hygiene. No, it should be said that he is hygienic when he is out, but he is very casual at home.
When he's out, his clothes are clean and tidy, and he throws his cigarette butts in the trash can after he's finished smoking. But when he's at home, he throws away his cigarettes as soon as he's finished smoking and throws away his empty wine bottles. He's just too casual. To put it bluntly, he's slovenly.
I shook my head, grabbed a broom, and started cleaning. I couldn't possibly live in such a messy room.
I cleaned up the cigarette butts and bottles on the floor, and wiped the dust off the TV, DVD player, and two speakers. Only then did the room look a little more comfortable.
I don't know where Tong Liu found the DVD player and TV. What era are we living in? Who still watches these things? I guess the people in the neighborhood gave them to him because they thought they were taking up too much space.
I remembered that there was still some trash under the bed that hadn't been cleaned, so I went to the bedside, squatted down, and swept out the trash. There was a small cardboard box under the bed. When I took it out, I saw that it was full of DVD discs. There were no icons or names on them. There was just the word "martial arts film" written on the small box by Tong Liu in a big ballpoint pen.
After finishing all the cleaning, I was exhausted and covered in sweat, and my stomach was growling.
I went to Bucket Six's kitchen, and there were no vegetables inside, only a few buckets of unfinished instant noodles.
I was too lazy to eat out, so I boiled some water and made myself a hot bath.
I ate some instant noodles and was about to grab my clothes to take a shower when my phone rang. I picked it up and my expression changed immediately.
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