In fact, what Brother Lu said before is really true. There is a saying that everyone should have heard, ghosts and ghosts do not offend people.
In fact, there are many taboos in people's lives. For example, you can't tell ghost stories or watch ghost movies at night.
And this haunted house is similar and is also one of the taboos.
"Okay, Brother Donkey, you take your time and play with them. I'm in a hurry. I need to leave for a while." I was too lazy to follow Brother Donkey into this haunted house. If I had this free time, I might as well go home and sleep.
Brother Lu didn’t leave me alone. After watching these dozen people enter the haunted house, I ran out of the amusement park and rushed to the Medical University.
I got off the taxi and walked towards the alley inside the pedestrian street to the storefront I rented.
When I walked there, there were a lot of materials displayed outside my storefront, and three master workers were busy inside.
Da Kui held a cigarette in his mouth and squatted beside him watching the three master workers at work. From time to time, he would go up to lend a hand and help.
"Dakui." I waved to Dakui. When Dakui saw it was me, he quickly threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, ran out and asked, "Crazy brother, why are you here."
"Come and take a look." I said, looking at the facade being renovated inside.
"Well, come on, crazy brother, let me introduce to you the decoration features of our store." Da Kui took my hand and started to walk inside. I shook my head and said, "Forget it."
As I said that, I took out the book "Mountain" from my backpack, handed it over and said, "Take this book and read it. It's best to copy it by hand, and then return this book to me. This is what my grandfather left."
I can’t give it to you as a relic.”
When Dakui saw the book I handed over, his face suddenly showed a look of joy, and he carefully took the book and started reading.
"Two young men, come here and eat some fruit." The lady selling fruit at the store next door smiled and waved to us.
I took Dakui and went into Wang Po's shop and sat down. Wang Po handed over two washed apples.
I took a bite of the apple, and Grandma Wang asked beside me: "Two young men, are you planning to open a ghost shop?"
"Well, grandma, just don't mind me then." I said with a smile.
Many people are taboo about ghost shops, fearing bad luck.
Wang Po chuckled and said, "Don't worry about it, everyone is going to die and they have to use this thing.
As she spoke, Grandma Wang took out a cigarette stick, then took out the tobacco and put it in. She also took out a small packet of white powder, shook it into the tobacco, then lit it and took a deep breath.
"Grandma, do you still smoke?" I asked.
"Old lady, I don't have much hobbies at my age. He used to like to smoke when the old man was still here. Then he left, so he left this cigarette stick. Only when he smokes can I feel that my old man is still there." said Mrs. Wang.
: "But you young people would be better off smoking less. It's not good for your health."
This Mrs. Wang is a nice person. She asked Da Kui and I to ask questions. She also said that when the store opens, if you want to eat fruit, just tell her and she will give some to us.
While we were chatting, suddenly my phone rang. I picked it up and saw that it was Brother Lu.
I answered the phone and asked: "Brother Lu, what's wrong?"
"Feng, Fengzi, something happened." Brother Lu on the other end of the phone sounded nervous and said, "Can you lend me some money?"
"What's wrong?" I frowned.
"Come to Chongqing First People's Hospital, hurry up." Brother Lu's voice was still trembling over there.
"Grandma, Da Kui, I have something to do. I'm going to leave first. By the way, Da Kui, please lend me 10,000 yuan. I need it urgently."
Dakui took out a card and handed it to me and said: "Brother Crazy, here are 20,000, the password is 2343. You can use it first. If it is not enough, I will borrow some from a friend."
"That should be enough." I nodded and ran out.
If Brother Lu hadn't really been in trouble, he definitely wouldn't have called me to borrow money.
It was already eleven o'clock in the morning when I took a taxi to the First People's Hospital.
When I got to the door, I called Brother Lu. Soon, Brother Lu appeared at the door of the First People's Hospital.
Seeing him come out, I quickly ran up and asked, "Brother Donkey, what's going on?"
"Madman, I'm in trouble this time." Brother Donkey came up and hugged my arm: "I have called Brother Tu and Brother Yingjun, they are coming over."
"What the hell is going on? You should fucking tell me." I couldn't help cursing.
Brother Lu frowned and started talking to me.
It turned out that they had been wandering around the haunted house after I left just now. After wandering around, one of the club members named Li Ze turned pale and fainted.
Brother Lu and the others were also frightened and sent Li Ze directly to the First People's Hospital for first aid.
The doctor also issued a critical illness notice, saying that his life could be in danger at any time.
After Brother Lu gave me a rough explanation, he said anxiously: "What should I do now? He was involved in a club activity. Will I go to jail if he dies? I still have tens of thousands left to pay for medical expenses. There is really nothing I can do.
I asked you to borrow money from me, do you think you could lend me a thousand dollars?"
"Why are you so anxious?" I frowned and said, "The person is not dead yet, and even if he is dead, there must be a reason for him to suddenly become like this. Maybe he has a disease or other reasons."
"Stop worrying so much. Let's go in and take a look first. As for money, it's not a problem." I'm just worried about people dying now.
What I just said was to comfort Brother Lu. After all, this is an event organized by Brother Lu. Even if the cause of death of that person has nothing to do with Brother Lu, Brother Lu still has a certain responsibility.
Brother Lu took me to the door of an emergency room. At this time, a middle-aged man in his forties was sitting anxiously at the door. There were also three people in monk robes with gloomy expressions accompanying the man as if to comfort him.
When the man saw Brother Donkey coming in, his eyes almost became angry. He rushed up and slapped Brother Donkey in the face.
There was a snap.
The whole corridor echoed with the sound of Brother Lu being slapped.
"You bastard, you don't read well and don't organize any club activities. If my son does anything wrong, you will go to jail." The middle-aged man pointed at Brother Donkey's nose and cursed.
After saying this, the man raised his hand again and was about to hit me. I frowned, raised my hand and grabbed his hand and said, "I'm not sure whether your son is like this because Brother Lu is not sure yet. It's too late for you to draw conclusions now."
Isn't it too early? And even if it's Brother Lu's responsibility, it's not your turn to hit someone."
"Anyway, I've already called the police." The middle-aged man sat back angrily.
"Crazy man, what should I do?" Brother Lu was beside him and asked anxiously.
Suddenly, a policeman walked up behind us. He looked to be in his mid-thirties, with a full stubble on his chin. He walked over and asked, "Who called the police just now?"