Chapter 11 A Piece of Fried Chicken from Plastic Brothers
The haunted house is a real haunted house that scared away many people.
There is something in it that you know without even thinking about it.
I stood in front of the door and was fully mentally door lock clicked and the door opened.
It was four or five o'clock in the afternoon, and the sky was not completely dark yet. The sun shone into the house from the balcony, and the whole room was bright. Coupled with the brightly colored decoration style, it was completely impossible to tell that this was a haunted house.
I looked around. The house had two bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen, one bathroom, and a small balcony.
Good.
It's a pity that there is a ghost.
Still a hanger.
She was staring at me from the chandelier hanging in the center of the living room.
A hemp rope was stretched straight around his neck, and his eyes were full of ferocity.
Unfortunately, in the first half month after I woke up, I had developed the ability to remain calm even when a mountain collapsed.
Moreover, this ghost is... chubby. This sense of inconsistency makes the scene a bit funny and less scary.
I ignored her, packed up my things, and then made a video call to the guy at the front desk.
It was to prove that he had arrived safely.
The guy at the front desk is named Yu He.
Brother Yu: "Ah, you're here! How are you? Do you feel a spooky feeling?"
Me: "Okay, I feel good."
Brother Yu: "Be careful, it may not be the case at night, especially when sleeping."
I nodded.
Brother Yu: "Su Cancan, I sincerely hope that you can pass the test and then come to work in our company. In this way, I will not be forced by my boss to stay up late and work overtime every day. Let me tell you secretly, I have already heard from the boss. , the boss said, if you can really pass, I can give you a base salary of 5000!"
My eyes lit up: "5000, really?"
Brother Yu: "Of course it's true. Since we are about to become colleagues, if you need anything, just tell me. I will be your best friend from now on!"
I teased him: "Then are you going to sleep with me on the phone tonight? If anything goes wrong with me, will you come to my rescue?"
Brother Yu's smile froze.
"Hello? Hello? Oops, why is the phone signal suddenly out of service! Hello? Hello?..."
The phone call was hung up immediately.
I curled my lips, poked around on my phone, and sent him a WeChat message: I want to eat boneless fried chicken tonight.
Brother Yu replied instantly: Got it, click now.
I admired his poor acting skills and secretly despised him.
A plastic bromance for cowards.
However, since he had a good attitude in admitting his mistake and even packed me dinner, I was very satisfied.
I was lying on the sofa in the living room, scrolling through my phone in boredom, waiting for takeout, and looking at the ghost with my peripheral vision.
The female ghost wearing a school uniform top and coat was still staring at me with her cold eyes.
I'm really curious. Wouldn't it be tiring to stare at others all the time? It's a pity that I only stay here for three days. As long as I can stay for three nights, I can get the job, so there is no need to talk to this female ghost.
After a while, there was a knock on the door. It must have been that takeout had arrived.
I opened the door, and sure enough, the person standing outside was the delivery boy.
The delivery boy was wearing a mask, but his eyes were obviously a little timid.
The delivery man said cautiously: "Are you a new resident?" I took the fried chicken from his hand and shook my head: "I'm here for a trial stay. The boss said I can stay here for three days. My job as a real estate agent.”
Deliveryman: "Oh, that's right. However, I heard from the riders in the delivery group that this house is not clean. At first, a student hanged himself here. Later, the residents who moved to this house began to have semen." If you have mental problems and leave, you'd better try not to stay here for too long..."
I smiled and said thank you.
The delivery man probably saw my relaxed expression and thought I didn't believe what he said. He immediately straightened his expression and warned me cautiously: "Everything I said is true. If you don't believe it, I will invite you into our delivery group." .”
Me: "No, no, I don't believe you. I'm tough, very tough, and I'm not afraid."
The delivery boy showed a somewhat forced smile: "Okay then, I wish you a pleasant meal."
I returned to the living room and eagerly opened the takeout. A sweet and spicy smell hit my face. I looked at the golden fried chicken filled with red attractive sauce, and my index fingers moved.
I put on my gloves and picked up the first piece of fried chicken.
The crispy outer skin crunched between my teeth, and the gravy wrapped inside exploded in my mouth. With the slightly sweet spicy sauce, the chicken became fragrant but not greasy, and tasted very good.
Satisfy.
Sure enough, junk food is the second thing that can bring people happiness.
If you ask me what is the first thing that brings me happiness.
Of course it's money, no need to ask.
But as I ate, something that ruined the scenery came again.
The female ghost who was hanging on the chandelier in the living room is now staring at my fried chicken opposite me.
When the fried chicken was in the box, I stared at the box, when the fried chicken was in my hands, I stared at my hands, when I put it in my mouth, I stared at my mouth, and when I swallowed it, I stared at my neck.
Such a fierce look made me feel like she was going to come over and strangle me in the next second and pull the fried chicken out of my throat.
Being stared at by a scary-looking ghost, no matter how good your appetite is, there won't be much left.
A delicious meal of fried chicken left me with a dull taste and no interest at all.
But I finally filled my stomach, and I lazily lay down on the sofa.
After eating, I started to feel sleepy.
I woke up early today and ran out for a long time looking for work. The physical fatigue came to my mind over and over again. I casually set an alarm clock for 2 o'clock in the middle of the night and fell asleep.
Unexpectedly, I slept peacefully.
The nightmares that everyone who lived in this house had before me did not happen here.
I turned off the 2 o'clock alarm clock, rubbed my eyes and got up from the bed.
I clicked on the video recording function on my phone and walked out of the bedroom to the living room.
The first reaction was to look at the chandelier in the living room.
The female ghost in school uniform was not there.
I looked around and found the female ghost sitting on the sofa, staring at a piece of fried chicken in a box on the coffee table in a daze.
I can't help but admire my own intelligence.
When I was just eating the fried chicken, I noticed that the female ghost seemed to be very interested in the fried chicken, so she deliberately left a piece left unfinished.
This also bought me half a night of good sleep.
I held up my phone and recorded it from the living room, balcony to bathroom.
With a lucky mentality, I returned to the bedroom and wanted to sleep, hoping that the piece of fried chicken would ensure that I could sleep peacefully in the rest of the night.
But obviously, this piece of fried chicken that couldn't fit into my mouth was no longer as attractive to this female ghost in school uniform as I was.
She followed me into the bedroom.
(End of this chapter)
