The notice issued by the police station basically means this, but it is obvious that the ghost castle is haunted because of human reason. The murderer has been caught and will be dealt with immediately. The writing is really good. Moreover, there is a wooden shelf below. On the wooden shelf, there is a set of props, including headbands, gloves, clothes, and long hair. It is Ding Xuan pretended to be a ghost. Just below the notice, there were many people around. I don’t know who was the first to shout, “Damn it, this thing I saw in the ghost castle that night, it was a scam!!!”

Then, everyone's eyes turned to Liu Han in the crowd. Liu Han was sitting in a wheelchair and began to talk nonsense about "It's all lies, and the Ghost Castle is not a Ghost Castle at all." He started to make a fuss, and soon, everyone around began to talk, saying everything.

As for the so-called Jixiang Hotel, the name of the last owner of the Ghost Castle when he opened the hotel, it was that after his hotel went bankrupt, it was secretly acquired by Ding Xuan. It has been vacant for so many years.

The next morning, it was sunny early in the morning. At Fuyuan Community, Ding Xuan had just finished exercising and ate something. He didn't want to go home. He just wanted to take a walk outside. He walked to the side of the road and watched a few middle-aged men playing chess. A group of people were talking and laughing, and there were also tips. They were all very involved. At this time, an old man riding a bicycle also came over and parked the car aside. He watched the group of people playing chess. "Old Ma, Lao Li, Xiao Ding, I heard a message. This news was so shocking that I couldn't believe it. Fuck, we have been cheated for so many years."

Ding Xuan smiled, "Uncle Xu, why are you saying this? Don't worry, what happened? Tell me."

"That Ghost Castle is someone pretending to be a ghost. In fact, it is a great evil man who has been roaming for many years. The wealth he has accumulated for the rest of his life is hidden there. He is afraid that someone will find it, so he keeps pretending to be a ghost from it. Now it has been revealed. When I passed by the Ghost Castle just now, I saw many people running there, and some people digging the soil there with shovels, and they also smashing floor tiles, and doing everything."

"It's true, have you really gone?"

"Of course I went there. I also heard that someone had dug out the money, which was hidden by the murderer. I went back to get a shovel and I also tried my luck. If I didn't make a good deal, I would make a profit. My son said that his friend dug out gold necklaces, jewelry, cash, and antiques. Anyway, there are all things dug out. Now there are so many people over there, it's so lively."

"It's true, you're fooling us into playing, Mr. Xu." Another old man next to him smiled, "That's a ghost castle."

"The Public Security Bureau has denied the rumors, posted a large notice at the gate of the Ghost Fort, and all the hotels near the Ghost Fort were posted. They took out all the props that pretended to be a ghost and hung up. They also said that who dared to spread the word blindly again, they were responsible and arrested people, dazzled! We have been cheated for so many years! Forget it, I won't tell you anymore, I'll try my luck quickly." After saying that, Mr. Xu turned around and ran aside, rode his bicycle and set off.

Ding Xuan stood there, squinted his eyes, thinking about what happened yesterday afternoon.

Wang Long and Da Zhong suddenly came, "Tyrant, give us the set of things you pretend to be ghosts."

"Why don't he do anything, isn't it necessary?"

"Give it to me, don't worry." Wang Long ran into the room himself and took away the tyrant's outfit. "We're leaving, let's tell you if you have time."

The tyrant was a little confused, "What do you want to do, kid?"

At this time, Da Zhong saw several bowls on the tyrant's table at a glance. "Tyrant, I've taken these bowls away too." The two of them were anxious and walked down. The tyrant was stunned for a moment and hurriedly chased after him.

When he went downstairs, he happened to see Wang Long and Da Zhong open the trunk. He saw at a glance that there were so many bottles, jars and bowls in the trunk, as well as jade, jewelry, calligraphy and paintings, and everything, and there were gold chains one by one, but some of them were of poor quality. You can see that they were fake with the naked eye.

He walked to the side and watched Wang Long and Da Zhong fiddle with him, "Why are you two taking away my bowl?"

"It's okay, dig a hole, buried it!" Da Zhong said casually, "By the way, I forgot to introduce it to you." He smiled and looked at Ding Xuan, "Tyrant, I have long admired Daming. My name is Jin Xiuzhong. Just call me Da Zhong. We will be happy to cooperate!" After that, he patted Ding Xuan on the shoulder, and Wang Long got into the car quickly, and then the car drove away directly.

"I want to go to the Ghost Castle to take a look!" At this time, an old man next to him spoke, "I'll go and take a look, there's no loss anyway."

"I'm going too. I've been there for so many years and I don't dare to get close. Now I can see it!"

Then the group stopped playing chess, put away the horse stool, turned around and ran away. Ding Xuan returned to reality. Soon, there was no one around him. He stood there in a daze, thinking constantly in his mind.

After a while, he suddenly laughed, "Little Wanglong, you kid, it's really interesting."

In a blink of an eye, at noon the next day, Wang Long was still sitting here at KFC. This time he bought three buckets. The reason why he bought three family buckets was not how much he could eat, but that he planned to eat one with Ale. The other two, the big clock sitting on the side, had already killed one of them in the same place.

Ale sat opposite Wang Long, looked at him and Da Zhong, and smiled, "What, Wang Long, have you thought about it?"

Wang Long nodded, "Yes, this dog-good society is like this now, and I have no other way, either Tiananmen Square or crematorium."

Da Zhong nodded, "Who is that person worth the million-dollar head?" Da Zhong spoke a little loudly. This guy was just eating, probably not thinking about what was happening around him.

Wang Long hurriedly picked up a large piece of chicken from the side and stuffed it directly into Dazhong's mouth. "Eat yours, shut up!"

Da Zhong held a large piece of chicken in his mouth and stared at Wang Long, staring at the boss with big eyes, and then he clenched his fists, looking like he was about to use force.

This time Wang Long was helpless, "No, don't, I mean, you have to eat first when you are hungry."

Only then did Dazhong put away his fists and then ate them again with big mouthfuls.

Ale smiled helplessly, looked at the people around him, and then he took out a file bag from behind him, "Give it to you, see if this person has any impression."

[PS: Let me tell you a notice. Today, the website notified me that my book will be on the wap part after July 1st. At the same time, there are Ye Zi's Dragon Slaying and several other books, Lao Shi and Aries' books. They were already on the shelves last month. My book was delayed for a month, which is not easy. It means that the wap part will be charged in the future, but the fee is cheaper than the website. It will be killed by a few dollars a month. The website will have to eat, and the author will have to eat. If scolding me can make some people happy, then you can curse me hard. When my brothers were on the shelves, I was scolded a lot.

To put it bluntly, it is also a very practical problem. I am just an ordinary author of 17K, a member of 17K. 17K is my leader. I will do whatever I want. I have no right to be in charge of the operation of the website. To put it bluntly, I am just a working person. I will do whatever the website is going to do, but I have not shirked the responsibility for listing it, but I cannot stop it. If I can't understand me, then scold me. I accept everything. I will scold you if you like.

There will definitely be most readers who understand me and the website. For this group of people, I would like to say to you, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. If possible, I hope everyone will continue to support me. Support the website and support the authentic version.

I am really powerless to do anything about it. I am under a lot of pressure. I need the royalties given to me by the website to maintain normal living expenses. I hope everyone understands me.
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