"This... isn't this Hongjie?"

Du Gui was stunned when he looked at the video on his phone.

Although the hanged woman turned her back to the camera and could not see her face at all, just looking at her back and curves, he could conclude that the other party must be Sister Hong.

"Good guy, she's still going to the sea?"

But, I was shocked by this.

He has never seen any plot like this.

The creativity of this film is just the corpse, and he can think of the next plot.

After the deliveryman went in, he was shocked when he saw the hanging body, but then he couldn't show it as Du Gui expected.

The body did not show its face during the whole process.

On the contrary, there are quite a lot of codes.

However, Du Gui's realm has long been that he has no code in his heart and naturally no code. If he has code in his heart, he can see everything he sees.

But, this kind of plot...

That's it.

Du Gui finished watching the whole process with expressionless expression.

It's tasteless.

Can't help it.

For the first time he sent a message in this group.

Boss Du of Home Inn: That’s it? I was so sleepy when I saw it. Is there anything more exciting?

However.

No one in the entire WeChat group replied to him at all.

Pufferfish are used to brush shoes: It has been completed, this car is OK, tomorrow at 8 o'clock, everyone will see each other 8 o'clock.

Pink Patrick: It’s a good time to drive at midnight, brothers, keep going.

Fencing Boy: [Sex Picture] Collection

Drink more magma to resist fatigue: don’t talk about it, start rushing.

Puffer fish is used to brush shoes: rush!

Du Gui couldn't help but wonder as he watched the people in the group interact.

"What's the situation? I'm ignored?"

"Damn, I originally wanted to send you some of my personal treasures, as a group of trash who have never seen the world."

Du Gui snorted and went straight back to the bedroom.

...

In the bedroom.

Du Gui opened a small cabinet, and all of them were filled with colorful banknotes, all of which were neatly coded and tied into stacks with rubber bands.

"If you work for another three or five years, you'll save enough money."

"I will go to the development zone, rent a larger storefront, and open a larger hotel."

"It's just that the business has become increasingly difficult to do recently, and making money is harder than eating shit."

"It would be great if the house could be removed."

"Oh, tomorrow I have to get up early and go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, take a shower and go to bed."

...

The next day, at 5 a.m.

When the sky was still gray, Du Gui had already woken up.

After washing up.

He brought the money and prepared to set out to the vegetable market.

Although something strange happened to him half a month ago, his range of activities was limited to a radius of ten miles near his home.

Fortunately, the vegetable market is not far away.

If he was a little further away, he would have to buy groceries online or ask an acquaintance to deliver the goods to his door.

But buying groceries online is too expensive.

When acquaintances deliver goods to their doorsteps, that was when business was good in the past.

Business is not good now and I buy less vegetables, so people will definitely not be willing to deliver goods to you.

Because I don't have to make this little money for you...

Open the door.

Du Gui glanced at the opposite door, which was the house where Sister Hong lived.

The door of her room was already very broken, and there were spider webs in some places. I don’t know what was covered with the edge of the door. It was black and a bit like the color of chicken blood coagulation.

"I have to tell her carefully when I look back. The door is a face. Although all her corps are guerrillas, they may be open at home one day. It would be bad for the guests to see that the door is so dirty."

Du Gui said, and looked back at his door.

Um……

Very brand new.

This is the new door he changed half a month ago.

How to see it, how to like it.

Du Gui's mood also improved.

He walked downstairs while thinking about something.

The next door to Sister Hong lived was the one who rented their family. More than 20 years ago, the next door was the house of Uncle Du Gui's family. Later, the uncle and aunt died, and the house was left to his cousin.

My cousin has been studying outside, and later went to work in a private medical institution in the next city and rented the house out.

Strictly count.

Du Gui can also be considered one of the landlords.

After going downstairs and riding on his own tricycle, Du Guiyi turned his head and looked at the houses of the two families. His home was very new, and his cousin's house next to him could be broken.

There is no harm without comparison.

I couldn't help but.

He sighed again: "It would be great if it was developed to me. Once the house was demolished, I would definitely be able to pay a lot of money."

...

Didi.

Du Gui rode a tricycle with the headlights on, otherwise he might have bumped into something before dawn.

When passing a three-way intersection.

Suddenly.

Du Gui saw Sister Hong again.

Sister Hong stood in front of the three-way intersection, staring blankly, like a corpse.

"Sister Yohong, it's too late to get off work today..."

"You usually get off work at 3 o'clock, but now it's 5 o'clock, and you're back."

"Oh by the way, your door is too broken. You can go back and spend some money to change it."

Sister Hong said nothing and stared straight ahead.

Du Gui was a little embarrassed and thought to himself that everyone was all neighbors, and you rented my cousin’s house. If I talk to you, you don’t say hello. Isn’t that too much?

However, he understood as soon as he sniffed.

The smell of blood is stronger than before.

Tsk...

He thought to himself: "This aunt is a bit too big!"

While thinking, he twisted the electric door handle to the maximum and quickly opened it.

Place...

Wait until he leaves.

Sister Hong's neck suddenly twisted half a circle in his direction.

Crack...

The bone knots on the neck seem to be rubbing, and the sound of intertwining joints is very cunning.

Her eyes were empty and silent, without a trace of expression.

The color of the red dress is brighter than before.

...

The vegetable market is on the east side of the street of Home Inn. When you reach the intersection, turn right, then cross the funeral street, and you will reach the place.

In the early morning.

It is the time when vendors in the vegetable market place the goods.

At this time, the ingredients are vegetables, seafood, and fish.

Of course, those who come to buy groceries at this point are usually the owners of some hotels or those from the catering industry.

Du Gui rode a tricycle and stopped in front of an old lady's stall.

The other party sells vegetables, and his family has a very small piece of land in the development zone, but this ghost place has not been developed at all, so the land at home can only be used to grow vegetables.

"Aunt Ma, why doesn't the cucumber look very fresh today?"

"And there are these tomatoes, you shouldn't have been given hormones, why are you so red?"

"Look at this spinach, it's all in vain. Forget it, I bought it all for fifty dollars."

As Du Gui said that, he got out of the car, took out the banknotes from his pocket, and handed them over.

Aunt Ma didn't say a word, sat on the stool with her eyes straightened.

Du Gui didn't care either.

Because of Aunt Ma’s ears and eyesight problems last year, it was also hard to come out and sell vegetables at the age of time.

Du Gui is a regular customer.

He actually gave a lot of money, so he was considering taking care of the other party.

After moving the vegetables, he rode a tricycle to the vegetable market.

...

One hour later.

Boss Du has completed the purchase.

The three-wheeled tram was filled with ingredients.

He rode his bike back along the way he came. As soon as he left the vegetable market, he saw Aunt Ma still sitting on the stall.

The vegetables were neatly placed.

"Ah, when did Aunt Ma get so straight and her legs go to the field to serve new dishes?"

Du Gui muttered, then rode his bike and rushed home.

Although there is no business recently, the store is basically going to be ruined.

But it is an ancestral shop after all.

It can't be cold in his life.

It is time to open the door to do business, but you still have to do it.

but……

When it is approaching a funeral street.

Du Gui was stopped by someone.

The man was wearing yellowed clothes, with a messy hair, looking in his thirties, thin and pointed-mouthed.
Chapter completed!