Chapter 9 The Haunting of the Quarry (Happy Dog Food Day)
The room was dark and dead. Only occasionally a thin whine could be heard, but the sound was fleeting and always made people think it was a trancelike illusion.
Suddenly.
There was a sudden buzzing sound like a rat moving.
Then, a small thing as big as a thumb emerged from the vent of a certain iron cover. It had a human-like figure and appearance. It was Li Changan who had transformed into "Chonglong Jade".
The Taoist priest stood at the entrance of the ventilation passage, glanced outside, and then hurriedly retracted his head.
There is little light in the room, and it is impossible to see the bottom at a glance. It feels like you are in an abyss, a deep hollow, tempting people to jump down.
But Li Changan clearly remembered that the iron lid was only one meter high from the ground. Why did it seem so scary now? But then he thought about it, he was just a five-centimeter little bean, and there was a difference between "one meter" and "ten thousand feet".
What's the difference? If you jump, you'll be shattered to pieces?
But fortunately, I heard a flutter of wings and saw a big moth flying slowly over.
Li Changan thought for a moment and quickly asked his main body to stuff the nearly burned talisman into the vent. The moth was caught by the fire and came closer obediently.
immediately.
The Taoist priest jumped up, rode on the back of the moth, and used it as a lift.
Even when he reached the ground, he was covered in scale powder. Li Changan didn't take it seriously and smiled and bowed to the moth.
This building area is quite large, especially for Li Changan now.
But the ear-splitting noise of Yang Sanli and his gang was like a beacon. Li Changan followed the sound and passed through the cracks in the door, drilled through rat holes, and climbed over the window edge. In the process, he even punched a few bugs without eyes.
After spending a lot of effort, we finally arrived at our destination—the hall where Yang Sanli and his gang were.
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When people shrink, the world expands infinitely.
In the eyes of Li Chang'an now, the hall has become an infinitely vast world, and all the seats and benches have become large and small mountain peaks, while Yang Sanli and his group walking in it are all giants standing tall on the sky and the earth.
Their noisy voices were like thunder, the vibration of their walking was like an earthquake, and the dust they raised was like a sandstorm... After almost being trampled into a puddle of flesh, Li Changan hid in a corner.
He finally realized that it was too dangerous to move on the ground.
The Taoist priest rubbed his chin and thought for a while, then tried to call out.
"The wind is coming."
Suddenly, the night wind from the mountains gathered from all directions, supporting his body, his feet lifted off the ground, and floated in the air.
Hey!
It seems that being small has its advantages.
His mind moved and he soared upwards.
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A ceiling fan hangs from the ceiling of the hall.
But it's cool in the mountains, so it's not of much use on weekdays.
Right now, it is swaying with the night wind.
Li Changan was sitting on the edge of a fan blade, commanding from a high position and having a panoramic view of everything in the hall.
It had already become dark, but probably because of the power shortage, only a few tungsten lamps were on, which were better than nothing, making the hall look quite dim.
The Taoist priest looked around.
On a set of sofas by the window, Yang San stood at attention and talked with a few of his men; some security guards gathered at a table and played "Fried Golden Flowers"; others were scattered around playing with their mobile phones;
There were four people huddled in the corner, lighting candles, mumbling and not knowing what they were doing.
And the key Li Changan was looking for... He looked carefully for a while and finally found a lot of leftover takeout scattered on a long table, with a bunch of keys mixed in among them.
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"I heard that you sealed another stone grid a few days ago?"
On the sofa, Yang Sanli lit a cigarette, frowned and questioned a middle-aged man opposite him.
"The main reason is that it was too hot the past few days. I accidentally didn't pay attention..." This man was slightly fat, had a mustache, and had a glib look on his face. He was raising his hands, "I swear there will be no next time!"
"Just be careful."
Yang Sanli obviously didn't want to delve into it further, so he let it go and changed the subject to more serious matters.
"I'm telling you, everything else doesn't matter, but please pay attention to this reporter today. If something goes wrong, it won't have a good impact. He will be detained for a few days until he becomes submissive, and then he will be released."
"I know, I know."
Mustache nodded hurriedly, but as he rolled his eyes, another topic was brought up.
"What should I do with the kid in square 17? I see that his body is all rotten, and he looks like he won't survive. I'm thinking about putting him in a sack and sinking him into the river in a few days."
"fart!"
Unexpectedly, Yang Sanli pointed at his nose and cursed on the spot.
"If he dies, find someone to treat him. He has something very important to the boss. If he dies, he will be the first to lock you in."
After scolding me, I looked around and felt something was wrong...for a long time, I slapped my forehead.
"Hey, is that the bastard sent here today?"
Mustache was stunned.
"Fang Dun'er?"
He looked around and saw no one.
At this time, a person next to him smiled and returned:
"There's no signal here. He went to the top of the mountain to make a phone call and he hasn't come down yet."
"Didn't you call him?"
"Shout, the kids in the city are slow."
Mustache nodded.
"Who is that?" He called to someone who was playing with his cell phone next to him, "Go and clean up the leftovers before flies crawl on you."
The man responded, obediently went to clear the table, and happened to pick up the bunch of keys.
"Which key is this?"
"I."
In the corner with candles, someone responded.
"Hold it, don't lose it."
With that said, he threw the key away.
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"Unlucky."
Li Changan got out from under the head of a fish with chopped peppers, looking at the red and translucent oil stains on his body, his face full of bad luck.
He was about to succeed just now, but there were too many keys on the key chain and he couldn't pick them out for a while. Unexpectedly, after such a delay, he could only watch the cooked duck fly away.
Angrily, he tore off a piece of fish skin and stuffed it into his mouth. He used his hands and feet to dig out the hidden plastic food box and slid it down against the table leg.
But he didn't take two steps.
"well."
The Taoist priest paused, shook his head helplessly, and turned around.
But in the deep darkness, a vague and huge outline was embedded with two green eyes.
Immediately afterwards.
Accompanied by the sound of ropes.
The huge thing emerged from the darkness little by little and emerged in front of our eyes.
The green light faded, and a pair of dark eyes were full of cunning, cruelty and greed; the gray and white hair was messy and angry; the long and thick tail was dragged behind him, like a poisonous python ready to attack; in a huge kiss, a
The sharp teeth are like two shovels...well, this is a big rat.
"Does it smell good?"
The Taoist priest raised his hand and smelled himself.
Well, the ingredients used by the chef are very authentic.
"When I smell it, I want to take a bite."
The Taoist priest smiled, raised his toes, and a toothpick flew into his hand.
He braced his horse, performed a trick, and waved to the big rat.
"Come."
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Li Datou caught the key chain as it was thrown over and pinned it behind his waist.
He secretly wiped his numb face, cursed quietly, and then sat down again.
There were four of them in total, hiding in the deepest corner of the hall, sitting around a small table lit with four candles.
At this time.
The man opposite him said:
"...Xiao Li looked up suddenly and saw a disheveled head hanging on the toilet door, with a pair of red eyes staring straight at him!"
After saying that, the man lowered his head and looked at Li Datou by the candlelight, then slowly grinned.
"call."
Blow out the candle.
As can be seen above, the four of them are hiding in the corner, actually playing a ghost story telling game. The rules are nothing more than telling a ghost story and blowing out a candle. If the candle is not blown out after telling it, or is interrupted midway,
It will lead to disaster. Most of these games are modified versions of Japanese Hyakumonogatari.
Logically speaking, this kind of game is really not suitable for the characters of the underworld. In fact, these people have no special hobby for ghost stories, and they don't find it very interesting, at least not as interesting as the people playing cards next to them.
But if there is someone around you who is particularly afraid of ghosts and loves to show off his strength.
Why!
Then telling ghost stories is 100% fun.
"It's my turn."
The candle had just been blown out on one side, and someone spoke on the other side.
His tone was solemn.
"What I'm going to tell you now is something that really happened. I originally wanted to keep it in my heart, but today I suddenly felt that I had to tell it. If you don't want to hear it, it's still late."
No one backed down, but Li Datou secretly swallowed his saliva.
"This didn't happen anywhere else, it happened under our feet, in this quarry."
Li Datou silently grasped the keychain tightly, his knuckles turning white from the grip.
"You all recognize Huang Laowu. The newcomers all think he is crazy because his head was broken, but the old people all know..."
Halfway through the conversation.
Li Datou stood up suddenly and said something in a deep voice.
"I'm going to use the toilet."
A few people nearby immediately joked:
"Are you scared? Are you scared to death? Do you want my brothers to accompany you?"
Li Datou blushed.
"Which turtle is afraid?!"
He said stubbornly:
"I drank too much water today."
This remark actually caused a burst of laughter.
"Then be careful, if you leave in the middle of the game, the ghost will come to find you!"
"roll!"
Li Datou cursed, shook the clattering keychain, and trotted away.
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"I said!"
Li Changan looked at his tall figure as he left, and slapped the big rat on the head hard, his face full of melancholy.
Just now, he had a fierce fight with a big rat. In the end, the other party succumbed to the power of the toothpick and had to surrender to him, becoming the Taoist priest's crotch treasure "rat".
Not to mention, with this mount, movement is much faster and more convenient.
The big mouse was smart and used to hiding. He quickly got behind Li Datou without anyone noticing.
However, while the Taoist priest was carefully untying the key from the string, Li Datou's hand reached out and held the key tightly. Before he could let go, he stood up again and said he had to go to the toilet.
Li Changan almost wanted to vomit blood. Could it be that he still had to go to the toilet?
At this time, several people at the table began to whisper.
"That turtle with the big head is so scared!"
"Why don't you pretend to be a ghost and scare him?"
"don't want."
The man who told the story earlier waved his hand, and in the blink of an eye, his smile became even more obscene.
"My story is scarier. I'll scare him again after he's finished hearing it. I'm sure he will roll his eyes in fear like last time!"
On the table, the three people laughed strangely together.
Under the table, Li Changan also listened closely.
He patted the big mouse's head gently, and the smile on his face gradually became evil.Sacrifice wineSay: