Chen Qiang's mind was focused on the task. He didn't pay attention to Huaiyi's performance, let alone take it to heart.

He raised his head, looked at Boss Sang who had calmed down, and asked: "You said you had a dream before, what happened?"

Upon hearing this, Boss Sang waved his hand, probably meaning that he didn't want anyone to interrupt him.

"Continue talking, ever since you discovered the appearance of the Japanese." Luo He seemed to understand something and spoke.

Boss Sang was silent for a long time, as if he was brought back to the scene at that time, "That... that Asian man, no, not a human, he is a ghost, he must be a ghost! How could a human suddenly appear in my life?"

In the room, I still don’t know?”

"I was so frightened at the time that my legs shook and I almost sat on the ground, but I held it back. You don't even know how I held it back." Boss Sang pulled his collar with his hand, obviously still scared, "

I didn't dare to make a sound, I just moved toward the door one step at a time, my legs no longer obeyed me."

Listening to Boss Sang's trembling voice, everyone can fully imagine how frightened he was, but they couldn't help but feel happy.

Fortunately, he didn't say anything, otherwise when they came today, what would appear in front of them would be a cold corpse with a weird smile on his face.

They were not very interested in Boss Sang's life and death. They were glad that he was alive just because they could get clues from his mouth.

"When I touched the door, I opened it and ran out." Boss Sang said hastily, "I didn't expect... I didn't expect that there was a big fog outside."

Seemingly recalling that time, Boss Sang's voice began to change, "I have lived in the town for decades, and I have never seen such heavy fog."

"Probably... I can only see from me and you, it's not very clear yet." Boss Sang looked at Luo He and said.

Since Luo He put his hands on his face, the latter felt much more comfortable, and he also had a strange sense of trust in Luo He.

When he heard the fog, something vaguely appeared in Luo He's eyes, but after a moment, it dissipated. He nodded, "You continue."

"I didn't think much about it at first. After all, there was that Japanese ghost in the room, so I made up my mind and rushed out. I thought about going across the street to find the shopkeeper of Su Kee Restaurant. He has a good relationship with me. At night he and I

His wife lives in the store."

"I rushed to the door of his house. It was late at night, and the lights in his house were all out. I didn't dare to call the door loudly, so I could only knock on it with my hand. Then I approached the crack in the door and spoke inside, telling them that it was me.

Open the door quickly!"

"What I didn't expect was that the door creaked open without me exerting much force. I felt so happy that I immediately got in."

Hearing this, Huaiyi couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, thinking that this person was very lucky. If it were someone else, he would probably have died long ago, and none of the scum would be left.

"It was very dark on the first floor. I knew that the couple lived in a small room at the end of the second floor, so I tried to find the stairs. When I went upstairs, I turned a corner and saw that their room door was half open and there was something inside.

Light comes out.”

"But... I just felt something weird, indescribably weird. I slowly walked over. The closer I got, the more uncomfortable my heart felt, as if it was being pressed by something."

"After getting closer, I first called my friend's name, but there was no response. The room was quiet and there was no sound at all."

"But the light was on and there was light, so there should be someone inside. I didn't push the door directly. I first looked inside along the crack of the door, but I didn't expect... I didn't expect it!!"

At this point, Boss Sang's eyes suddenly changed, and his mood gradually lost control.

"What did you see?" Chen Qiang leaned over and asked in a low voice. Everyone instinctively felt that what he said next would be very important.

In an instant, Boss Sang suddenly rolled his eyes and stared at Chen Qiang's face. The sudden change shocked Chen Qiang, "It's the darkroom! It's my darkroom!" Boss Sang screamed.

Darkroom...

Huaiyi's eyes widened, why did he suddenly mention the darkroom again? Wasn't he just talking about Suji Restaurant, the room where his friend lived.

But the next second, Huaiyi looked at Boss Sang's distorted face, his expression gradually changed, and finally he became somewhat similar to his boss.

He understood that it was not the boss's nervousness that caused problems with the narrative, but...

"You mean your friend's room became this darkroom?" Luo He asked quickly, and he seemed to have caught the problem.

"It's not just that!" Boss Sang struggled to stand up, his eyes were red, like a gambler who lost, "There's also...that Japanese ghost!"

"He was standing behind the curtain, with his back to me, still holding those photos in his hand!"

"He's right there waiting for me!"

"He knew I was coming, he knew it all!"

"I was so frightened that I didn't even know how I ran out. I just remembered that I fell on the stairs, and then I ran to the street and found that the doors of every shop were half open. From the cracks, I could see that there were people inside.

This darkroom of mine!”

"Behind the curtain of every darkroom, there is an Oriental ghost!"

“All of them!”

Boss Sang covered his head and collapsed weakly on the ground. Huaiyi thought about helping him, but after thinking about it, he withdrew his hand.

It's better to let him calm down and try not to irritate him again.

Simply judged from an ordinary person's perspective, the man in front of him has done a good job, but for another person, he may collapse directly.

"But in the end you survived and returned to this photo studio, so..." Luo He paused and looked into Boss Sang's eyes, "You think this is actually a dream."

After a long while, Boss Sang came out of his memories. He squatted on the ground, exuding an air of malaise all over his body, as if he had aged more than ten years in an instant.

"Yes." He said hoarsely and his eyes were blank, "When I woke up, I lay on the table in the darkroom, and those photos were placed in front of me."

"There is nothing behind the curtain. There is only the potion in the pool that I prepared in advance."

They probably understood what Boss Sang was thinking. Everything in the past was like a dream. After waking up from the dream, everything returned to zero and started again.

"But deep down in your heart, you don't agree with your judgment. You feel that this is not a dream, but a real fact." Lin Wan'er said: "You are only convinced that this is a dream to escape fear."

Lin Wan'er looked into Boss Sang's eyes, "Why?"

It seemed that Lin Wan'er's words touched a certain nerve in Boss Sang. He slowly turned around, then lifted up his clothes and faced them with his back.

A little lower than his waist, a dark handprint suddenly appeared.
Chapter completed!