Chapter 17 The Past Five Years Ago (II)

　　Alsace conceded defeat. 　　She bet that if it was a few hundred years ago, there was this kind of shady man under his hands, and he would have sent him to the feet of the Bodhisattva of Earthly Tibet to transcend. Naihe ah ...... people in the elf ball, had to bow ...... down. 　　The last ghost messenger in history extremely strong survival talent all points in the sneaky sneaky you dare to believe? 　　Strongly suppress the discomfort in her heart, she despised: "You let him go, not looking for death?" 　　"NONONO. "Qin Night shook his finger with a confident confidence, "First of all, you forgot the identity of Wang Sledgehammer." 　　"...... Who is Wang Da Hammer again?" 　　"That's not the point, the point is, Hammer is Wang Zemin's son. He is the only one who can enter Mr. Wang's office. Secondly, if he goes during the day, the ghosts won't even dare to come out." 　　Alsace thought about it, it was seamless! 　　"Logically there is no problem, but I always feel a little uncomfortable ...... This palace goes to rest for a while ...... Try not to call me when it's fine ...... " 　　Heartseeker. 　　...... 　　Wang Chenghao woke up from Qin Night's left and right slaps. 　　Blinking his eyes, he couldn't care about the fiery heat of his cheeks and looked around in shock: "Did I ...... I just see my dad? Why is he here?" 　　He wrapped his arms around himself like a rabbit and said in a trembling voice, "What's going on ...... Qin Night ...... please ...... please you you tell me! ...... I, I'm going crazy!" 　　Qin Night pinched his cheeks to make him lift his head and looked straight at Wang Chenghao's evasive gaze, "Your father died a long time ago. Your mother should be possessed by a ghost. If I'm not wrong, you're the only living person in your family." 　　Wang Chenghao's mouth opened wide in shock and his eyes blinked several times. His body trembled. 　　A feeling of terror from head to toe made his hands and feet shiver. 　　How is it possible that after ...... living together for so long, he ...... himself is living with a group of living corpses? 　　What in the world ...... is wrong with this world? 　　Qin Night did not spare a trace of Wang Chenghao s expression, until the other party s tears were almost flowing down, then smiled and said, "Want to live?" 　　Wang Chenghao desperately nodded his head, not knowing why, he felt that the current Qin Night was terrifying. Although he was smiling, it was terrifying enough ...... to make him completely convinced. 　　"Tsk tsk tsk ...... Look at you, where is the momentum you used to flaunt in school? Raise your head, puff out your chest, and stand up." Qin Night patted the other party's shoulder hard: "If you want to live, fight with your own hands!" 　　Wang Chenghao gritted his teeth, yes ...... no one is obliged to do anything for himself, begging ...... always begging, begging for so long, it is better to beg for himself! 　　Qin night earnestly retracted his hand, full of kindness: "After spelling you will find that there is still nothing useful." 　　Wang Chenghao's face instantly distorted. 　　His mouth opened slightly, seeming to stop speaking, suddenly feeling like eating shit ...... edge of shit with honey. 　　Qin Night collected his smile and said solemnly, "If you want to live, the first thing you have to do is to go to your father's office, where there should be a safe. The password is 200086. there is a stone inside, you bring it to me." 　　 , instinctively avoided Qin Night s dangerous gaze and looked at his legs, "Ha ...... legs, how are the legs shaking ha? I am not afraid ...... not afraid ......" 　　"Not afraid is good. Don't worry, the boy who is not afraid has good luck. Because the ones who don't have good luck are all dead." Qin Night patted the other's shoulder, "It's too dangerous to go back at night now, just stay here." 　　Wang Chenghao covered his heart and nodded, wrapping himself up in the quilt and shivering into sleep. 　　At seven o'clock the next morning, Wang Cheng Hao left the funeral street with a ghastly white face. And the last light above his head, even under the rising sun, swayed as if it would go out in the next second. 　　Qin Night didn't care about him, but turned on his computer and began to search on the forum for the Haiyue incident five years ago. Although a long time had passed, there should still be some clues. 　　Opening the Tianya community and typing in the keyword Haiyue, hundreds of posts soon appeared. 　　"You actually have members?" Alsace was surprised. 　　"Normal ...... living in human society for too long, I have all the members I should have." Qin Night clicked on a post with a few thousand floor replies, and the author was clearly "That Wind and Flower." 　　This should be the original post of this incident. 　　It was also the starting point of everything. 　　Alsatian once said that the first iron rule of the Yin baddie walking in the world, no matter how weird the situation, can not escape the ghosts' pre-birth obsessions. Because the ghost will instinctively repeat its obsession. These details may well be the key to transcending this ghostly creature. 　　Although it has begun to creep forward to steal the tower, it is also necessary to be prepared for both. Having lived too long, it had long since learned not to catch itself off guard at any time. 　　Reading through the comments one by one, things were no different from what he remembered. 　　"Can LZ save his breath? This kind of eye-catching story is not a hundred but eighty every day. Can you change it to something new? It's a waste of your father's brain cells." --User029344. 　　"Oh, no photo, no truth, LZ said the old boss has a crush on you, do you think you're Hotepa or Tianbao?" --Hua Guo Conan. 　　"Even if this is true, the owner is a heartless whore, don't you just want to fly up to the branch and become a phoenix? Now become a broken shoe, come here to win sympathy? Roll your ass, right?" --Misanthropy. 　　Verbal violence is like an invisible carving knife, emanating from thin lips and carving heavily into other people's hearts. Qin Night calmly flipped down, and soon, when he saw dozens of pictures in a row. Qin Night stopped. 　　"What?" 　　"Strange ......," Qin Night looked at those pictures gruffly, "These pictures were originally supposed to be some mixed male and female physical combat motion pictures, and it was long overdue to be 404, which was the counterattack of that windfall. From the time these pictures were sent out, this matter completely entered the climax, but why is ...... still around now?" 　　The picture that appeared now was not some mixed meat picture, but ...... a picture of an office! 　　This was Mr. Wang's office. 　　It was photographed at night, brightly lit, but without a single person. Each one was from the same angle. It was as if ...... there was a pair of invisible eyes that quietly gazed at this place every night. 　　"Look here." Alsatia suddenly opened her mouth, and Qin Night looked over with the place she said, and suddenly found that ...... right behind General Manager Wang, in the glass window, under the swaying light, a woman with her hands hanging down, was standing under the light with her head draped over her head. 　　The angle and lighting of these photos were so poor that it was impossible to tell without looking closely. The woman was wearing a black dress that almost blended in with the night! Only one blood-red eye could be seen vaguely, staring deathly at Mr. Wang's seat through her cloaked hair. 　　Ghost photo! 　　This is not at all a human photographed down, but something that this severe ghost itself ...... looked down with its own eyeballs. Then ...... put it in front of everyone. Not a single person knew about it yet! 　　"When was this changed?" Qin Night froze, then immediately looked at the top of the post. Above it was clearly written "August 19, 2025." 　　"Ten days ago." 　　This was the floor of that windy scene, and these pictures were posted by her, which meant that ...... a woman who had died five years ago had edited her own post in this thread ten days ago. And ...... gazed at Mr. Wang silently in the darkness behind him for nearly ten days! 　　Qin Night's gaze was like fire, followed by immediately turning to the first page and immediately looked at it. 　　"There is a discovery?" 　　"There is." Qin Night's gaze lit up, pointing to the number of buildings on the screen and said, "I'm a person whose only merit is a good memory. If I remember correctly ...... the number of floors on this post is 8472?" 　　"8472 people replied to the post, this is the number before I opened the post. And now ...... you see what it is?" 　　8473! 　　Just as he opened this stone cold post at the same time ...... there was something that didn't know if it was a human being or not that quietly replied to a post. 　　According to the rules of the forum, once a post is returned, this post will be topped to the first page, the so-called top post means this. 　　However this post was not. 　　He took a deep breath, scrolled quickly to the last page, opened it, seven consecutive posts, the words are as bright red as blood, signed by the name of the heck is ...... 　　That Windfall! 　　A woman who died five years ago! 　　"I ...... came back ......" 　　"I didn't lie ......" 　　"I got him ......" 　　"Tonight ......" 　　The last post, heck, it was just posted. 　　"I know ...... you're watching ......" 　　It's daytime. 　　Daylight on Funeral Street. 　　The sunlight penetrates into the aftermath, shining on those miserable white paper people and paper horses, firecrackers and incense candles. As if covered with a layer of white smoke, it was clearly midday, the room was suddenly quiet, only to make people feel a seeping chill. 　　"Can ah." Alsace froze and laughed, "There is a temper, it's been a long time since I saw a soul that dared to call the shots with the Underworld. Oh ...... right, with the amount of time she has become a resentful spirit, I'm afraid she doesn't even know what hell is. Nowadays, only those hundred year old ghosts would remain in awe of hell, right?" 　　Qin Night was also a bit surprised, having actually been to hell, he realized what a terrifying place it was, a former governor like Alsatia was only worthy of lingering in the crevices of the edge, and the Six-Party Ghost King was an existence that could instantly kill provincial-level cadres with a single strike. Not to mention the ten temples of Yama above, as well as the topmost Yama King. 　　Not ...... even Meng, is an existence that makes people tremble three times when they see it. 　　How fat a nerve is this to dare to provoke a national institution? 　　Spray him! 　　Qin Night transported his fingers like a fly, "You probably haven't heard of me, give you a chance to surrender, twelve o'clock tonight, the moon is on the willow, people are about after dusk, how about it?" 　　There was no answer. 　　It seems like the other side of the computer also froze. 　　The picture style is not right ah ...... 　　A few seconds later, another line of blood red words appeared, "Look at the cell phone." 　　Before the words fell, the cell phone suddenly screamed frantically. 　　Qin Night didn't pick it up immediately, but glanced at the old-fashioned wall clock in the matter behind him, "It's twelve o'clock." 　　Alsace immediately understood what it meant. 　　Something had gone wrong. 　　Five hours and not a single missed call. With Wang Cheng Hao already being scared out of his wits, as long as it was done, he would definitely call immediately. Now there isn't even ...... 　　Qin Night sighed: "It looks like he's not very lucky. Did it die?" 　　Alsace snorted, "It's not that I underestimate this ghostly creature, to be able to kill someone in the daytime, even this palace was a bit jealous that day. With it?"