After seeing that scene, the workers were stunned. When they turned around, they happened to see the missing worker being thrown away and fell into a pool of blood.

A bold worker walked past the worker tremblingly, trying to see if he was still alive, but just touched his body slightly, the worker fell down, and a few blood words appeared on the wall where he was leaning on.

It says: Please return my home to me!

The workers had never seen such a tragic situation? Even after they called the police, the police could not tell the situation for a while, but the demolition of the small foreign building was put on hold.

If the small foreign-style buildings are not demolished, the road will not be expanded. Instead, those who are asking for the construction of the road are anxious and urge workers to demolish them quickly. If they are not demolished, they will fire all the workers.

It was not easy to find a job in that era, especially workers like them, who were not capable at all. They finally had to ask for physical labor but such a thing happened. But if they didn't do it, they would probably not be able to keep their jobs. The whole family was still counting on the small salary to live.

After weighing the trade-offs, the workers were ready to continue working. This time, the demolition was a wall yard behind the small western-style building. Because of fear, they didn't do much work in a day, and they slowly demolished the wall at night.

When the workers were resting at night, how could the workers dare to continue to live in the small foreign building? Without saying a word, they moved the shed out of the small foreign building and rebuilt the open space next to them.

When they went to bed at night, several workers were crowded together, and no one dared to close their eyes. At twelve o'clock in the evening, the terrifying nursery rhyme came as promised and rang again, ringing into the ears of the five workers. They wanted to go out but were full of fear in their hearts.

But the nursery rhyme kept ringing, which was undoubtedly not a torment for them. After weighing the trade-offs, the five workers decided to go out together to take a look, so that they could save some.

After the discussion, the five workers put on their clothes and left the shed. Before they could walk far, one of them shouted loudly. Several workers looked back and felt creepy.

Originally, five people came out, but now there are only four left, and the other one has disappeared without a trace.

The remaining four workers knew that the worker had probably suffered an accident. But at that moment they could no longer bear this and ran away in horror.

The fleeing worker immediately called the police. When the police arrived, they did not go to the rest of the place, but went straight to the small foreign building. Sure enough, the missing worker was found in the small foreign building.

The tragic situation is the same as the worker. He was thrown away and died. His intestines were hung on the electric fan, creaking and squeaking.

When the body was turned over, there were a few large words written in blood under the palm of the dead worker's palm.

Please return my home to me!

The four workers finally knew what fear felt. They made the most rational choice in their lives, found the person in charge of building the highway, and firmly told them that the small western-style building could not be demolished. If they insisted on demolishing it, they would ask them to invite others, and they would not do this job.

Compared with life, although the latter is important, the lesson is not bought with money, but bought with life!

After hearing the news of the tragic deaths of the two workers, the person in charge of the road was slightly moved and said that he wanted to ask the above for instructions. In the past few days, the remaining four workers were asked to go home to rest and wait until the results were obtained before notifying them.

As long as they did not continue to stay in the small western-style building, the four workers could already feel the re-released.

I originally thought this was the end, but who knew that this was the beginning of the nightmare.

The four workers who returned home didn't take long to die. The cause of death was very bizarre. It was said that the house in his family suddenly collapsed for some reason and smashed the two workers to death.

When the body was turned out, there was a clearing of open space with a few big words written in blood, which was shocking.

Please return my home to me!

No matter how stupid the remaining two workers were, they knew that all this must have something to do with the small foreign building. The two gathered together, thinking about a countermeasure to escape, and finally pointed the finger at a sentence that left three times in a row.

"Please return my home to me!"

The two workers thought secretly that this sentence must have something to do with the previous small foreign building, or perhaps it was related to their demolition of the small foreign building!

After thinking about it, the two of them did not dare to neglect and returned to the small western-style building with fear. Fortunately, the bricks and tiles were still there, and the two workers did not dare to stop and quickly piled the bricks and tiles back into a wall.

It is easy to dismantle, but it is probably difficult to build.

The two of them only had one quarter of the time in one day. The physical overdrawn made them unable to continue working. The two stood outside the small western-style building almost disheartened, waiting for the verdict of the god of death.

But who knew that the night passed by calm and no one was killed, and both of them were unscathed.

It was not until then that the two of them gradually understood the meaning of the sentence.

Please return my home to me! As long as you build up the broken walls, they will be safe and sound!

The strong desire to survive stimulated the nerves of the two. They worked day and night, and finally lived up to expectations. Five days later, the demolished wall was rebuilt, but they were still unscathed.

The expansion of the highway involved several lives and a fearsome haunted house. The person in charge simply did not think about expanding it, but built it directly at that width. From then on until the completion of the highway, it was calm and there was no supernatural incident.

This incident reached the ears of the village chief of Wangjiagou. The village chief felt that the haunted thing must be related to the couple's little daughter. In order to protect himself, the village chief took advantage of the initiative to go to the police station to learn about the little girl's body and buried it happily.

Since then, no strange incidents have occurred in the small foreign house. The small foreign house has gradually faded out of people's sight. Over time, this has become a chat among the nearby villagers.

...

After the old man finished speaking, I still didn't come back to my senses.

When I entered the wall last night, all the weeds around me were overwhelmed. Could it be that little girl?

Thinking about what the old man told me, I suddenly felt creepy and sweating on my back.

"So young man, don't call the idea of ​​the small foreign building. If you can't find someone for rent, do you dare to rent someone even if you find someone?" The old man looked at me with a smile, feeling a little amused. I guess I didn't say anything, thinking I was so scared that I couldn't speak.

etc.

I suddenly thought of Zhou Shun. The old man said that he couldn’t find someone for rent. So what happened to Zhou Shun?

How could he have the key to the small foreign building? How did he get into the small foreign building? Isn’t he afraid of the little girl when he enters the small foreign building? Or is he having other purpose in entering the small foreign building?

All kinds of mysteries surround me, but I don’t know a single answer.

At this moment, a horn sound suddenly sounded. I turned around and saw that the horn was coming from my Jetta. It was probably because Jiang Bo and others in the car were a little impatient.

I took out the cigarette and handed it to the two old men again, said a few polite words and got up and left.

After getting into the driver's seat, Mr. Jiang asked me how it was and if I had any questions.

I nodded and told Jiang Bo what the old man said to me without saying a word.

At the end, I asked Jiang Bo carefully: "Brother Jiang, is it really that little girl who is haunted in the small western-style building?"

After hearing what I said, Jiang Bo frowned, probably because he felt that things were a little tricky.

"Things are not that simple. The little girl died of a life of a life of a life of several lives. She must be no longer as simple as an ordinary lonely ghost. Maybe she has become a ghost. If it were a ghost, if it was her last night, you had no idea that you had been alive and you were alive, it would prove that you might not have met her last night." Jiang Bo shook his head and said.

When I heard this, I thought to myself that Uncle Jiang was quite fashionable and he said everything.

But the focus is obviously not here now. According to what Jiang Bo said, "There is probably more than a little girl in the small foreign building."

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little scared. If I had known so much last night, I wouldn't have been in there. But then again, I didn't meet a little girl, so what the hell did I meet?

I looked at Jiang Bo and asked: Jiang Bo, what should we do now?

Jiang Bo looked around through the car window and said: Go down and continue to inquire, ask where the village chief of Wangjiagou buried the little girl's grave. Let's go over and take a look.

I said with a look of embarrassment: Uncle Jiang, I just asked and asked again. The old man must know that we have bad intentions. It’s noon now. Why don’t we go to have a meal first and then ask after dinner?

Jiang Bo nodded and said, OK, let's go to have a meal first.

I drove back the same way, found a fast food restaurant in the suburbs, walked in with Jiang Bo, ordered two fast foods and started eating.

During the meal, I asked Jiang Bo: What should we do after we find the little girl’s grave?

Jiang Bo picked up a little vegetables and said while eating: "I don't know what's going on now, so I can only take one step at a time. However, the story of the little girl is not very credible."

"Can those two old men say falsely and come to fool me?" I was stunned and asked in a daze.

Jiang Bo shook his head and said, "It's not going to fool you. It's mainly because it's been ten years. Who knows what the specific truth is? In addition, even if someone tells the truth, this is spread to ten thousand times, who knows where it was spread out? Who knows where it was spread out? Who still has to believe this, but can't believe it all."

I understand what Jiang Bo means. Ten years have passed, and a story can spread thousands of versions, and we don’t understand which version we are hearing now.

Speaking of which, I was still quite curious about Zhou Shun's affairs, so I mentioned it casually.

Jiang Bo frowned and put down his chopsticks and said, "That boy Zhou Shun is not simple. I don't know if there are any little girls in the small foreign building, but there must be a ghost. Moreover, the relationship between this ghost and Zhou Shun is quite good."

"Whether Zhou Shun has anything to do with Gui?" I asked with wide eyes.

Uncle Jiang glared at me and signaled me to speak softly.

I nodded quickly and looked around. Fortunately, no one heard it.

Jiang Bo lowered his voice and said to me: "He discovered Zhou Shun the previous few times I followed Zhou Shun, including him who discovered you yesterday. Do you know why?"

I shook my head and said I didn't know.

"That's because someone informed him!" At the end of the sentence, Jiang Bo changed a little: "No, to be precise, there is a ghost who informs him!"

I stared at me with a look of surprise.

In my eyes, ghosts are usually life-seeking and vicious. How can ghosts help others by listening to what Jiang Bo means?

Seeing that I was confused and did not hide anything from me, Jiang Bo told me in a low voice: "Ghosts are not as simple as you imagined. Everyone in the world knows that ghosts are terrifying and ghosts are afraid, but they don't know that ghosts are good or bad, just like humans. As for whether the ghosts who helped Zhou Shun are good or possess ghosts, I don't know. Generally, people who die suddenly and die unjustly are more resentful before their lives, and after their death they will turn into evil ghosts to seek life. Ordinary ghosts who commit suicide or die naturally can only belong to ordinary wandering ghosts, which are not harmful to people, and are easier to tame."

"I think Zhou Shun tamed a few wild ghosts, and then asked those ghosts to help him watch the small foreign building. Whenever there was any movement, he would run over to inform Zhou Shun. In this way, our whereabouts would be fully exposed."

Listening to Jiang Bo’s explanation, I was shocked and smacked my tongue. I never expected that I would have such skills.

"Actually, it's very simple to explain. Do you know the watchdog? People can raise dogs to come to the door, and whenever there are strangers, they will bark around, to remind the owner. Speaking of which, the lonely ghosts raised by Zhou Shun are similar to watchdogs."

How many guardians did Zhou Shun raise in love?#########
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