Harbin City, a storefront that outwardly sold grilled cold noodles but was actually the Harbin City's Department of Justice.
At this moment.
Lin Tong and several other personnel from the Department of Justice were having tea on the first floor.
To protect Zhang Wei and the others, Huang Qingshan had dispatched several Tiger Guard level personnel overnight to guard them for the night.
"Young people nowadays are really carefree, just being surrounded and attacked by ghosts, and they still have the mood to play games..."
The speaker was a master from the Department of Justice. He listened to the shouts from upstairs from Zhang Wei and the others, and his mouth couldn't help but twitch:
"They're quite noisy."
Lin Tong said with a wry smile, "Young people are a bit lively."
They were too lively, lively to the point of a shrew cursing in the street. What kind of game were they playing to be like this?
An older personnel from the Department of Justice looked upstairs with curiosity.
As the other person spoke.
It could be heard.
From upstairs, Zhang Wei and Lu Lianxue were heard talking back and forth, with Zhang Chao occasionally interjecting.
Zhang Wei: "Jungler, what kind of equipment are you building? Are you building a shroud?"
Lu Lianxue: "Big brother jungler, I'm playing support to assist you, not to come into the jungle to feng shui your grave."
Zhang Chao: "Jungler, are you not using your skills because you want to die with me?"
Zhang Wei: "I beg you, jungler, why don't you switch to Guan Yu? Experience what it's like to have a horse."
Wu Nian watched Zhang Wei and the other two verbally attack the random jungler who was 0-20-2, and couldn't help but clasp his hands together and chant, 'Amitabha'.
Not long after.
After finishing this match.
Zhang Wei put down his phone: "Finally won."
Lu Lianxue nodded indignantly: "It was too difficult, this jungler was too much of a feeder. We can't play games this late at night, what kind of ghosts are we encountering."
Zhang Chao agreed: "Three games in a row with a trash jungler, feeding everywhere they go. The opponents are all his reborn parents. I really suspect, are we the ghosts who are supposed to kill us, trying to kill us in reality and also in the game."
"Let's rest for a while," Zhang Wei's suggestion was unanimously agreed upon by everyone.
Putting down his phone.
Zhang Wei looked at Lu Lianxue:
"Class monitor, I didn't realize you had such a contrasting personality when playing games. You're quite fierce."
Zhang Chao nodded repeatedly: "It's true, I thought Miss Lu would be very ladylike when playing games, but unexpectedly... cough."
Wu Nian clasped his hands together, and although he chanted Amitabha, his expression seemed to silently convey, this humble monk thinks so too.
Lu Lianxue's face turned red:
"Not at all, I didn't say a single curse word the whole time, don't talk nonsense."
"Class monitor, you really didn't say a curse word, but you..."
Zhang Wei was speaking.
Ding ling ling.
His phone rang.
Picking it up, he saw the caller ID - Qiu Xiaolin. 138 Reading Network.
Hmm?
Zhang Wei was a little surprised, and subconsciously checked the time. It was 11 PM, why would Qiu Xiaolin call him so late at night.
"Zhang Wei, are you asleep?"
As soon as the call was answered, Qiu Xiaolin's voice came from the other end.
"Not asleep, little steamed bun, why are you calling me at this hour? Are your uncle and aunt fighting again, or did something happen?"
Zhang Wei picked up a bag of chips and said while eating.
Little steamed bun was Zhang Wei's nickname for Qiu Xiaolin.
He met Qiu Xiaolin in high school and thought her face was round and soft to the touch, so he gave her the nickname Little Steamed Bun.
A few days ago, when Zhang Wei met Qiu Xiaolin again after several years, he almost blurted out this nickname, but he quickly corrected himself. However, now that they were talking on the phone, Zhang Wei didn't care and called her by her nickname.
Also.
In Zhang Wei's opinion.
Qiu Xiaolin calling him in the middle of the night clearly meant something was up.
Because in the past, Qiu Xiaolin would call him at this hour either because her uncle and aunt were fighting or because something had happened.
As expected.
Qiu Xiaolin said:
"There is something... that is, Xiao Weizi, can I ask you a question?"
"I've loved." Zhang Wei joked.
Qiu Xiaolin chuckled: "Who are you talking about? Stop messing around, I'm talking about serious business."
She knew that Zhang Wei was trying to comfort her.
In fact, it was true.
Zhang Wei heard that Qiu Xiaolin's tone was not right, and she seemed a little uneasy. He was joking to ease her mood.
He continued:
"Alright, no more jokes, little steamed bun, ask away. What's up calling me so late at night."
Qiu Xiaolin also calmed her emotions:
"Xiao Weizi, I want to ask, how can I see ghosts? I saw online that if you lower your head and look out from between your legs, you can see ghosts, is that true?"
Zhang Wei was amused and speechless.
It seemed this girl had been misled by the nonsensical remarks online:
"How can it be that simple? Do you think that the organs in your crotch are used for excreting dirty things, so you can see ghosts? You're overthinking it. Why don't you hold a trash can? A trash can is even dirtier, and you can see even more dirty things."
Qiu Xiaolin nodded her small round face:
"Oh, that makes sense. Then what about smearing cow tears on your eyes? Can you see ghosts?"
"Yes."
Zhang Wei said frankly.
Then, before Qiu Xiaolin could be happy, Zhang Wei's words continued:
"Because cow tears are tears excreted by cows, which fall under the category of excrement. Animal excrement contains bacteria. Smearing it on human eyes will directly cause cross-infection with bacteria and death. If a person dies, won't they see ghosts?"
Qiu Xiaolin was stunned: "Ah, this... I'm speechless, it makes sense."
Before she finished speaking.
She said again:
"So many online remarks are fake? It makes me so angry, I thought seeing ghosts with cow tears was real."
"Xiao Weizi, then how can I see ghosts?"
Zhang Wei didn't answer, but instead asked:
"There are many ways to see ghosts, but why are you asking this? Little steamed bun, tell me honestly, did something happen to you?"
Qiu Xiaolin had always been afraid of ghosts.
Even watching a horror movie required her to huddle into his arms.
Zhang Wei didn't believe that Qiu Xiaolin would ask about methods to see ghosts for no reason.
Afterwards.
Under Zhang Wei's repeated questioning, Qiu Xiaolin hesitantly said:
"Actually, I don't know if I encountered that thing. After we met in Lusha City, Ya Ya and I went to a haunted house the next day."
"I didn't want to go at first, but Ya Ya liked to play."
"Then later, I received a notice from the student union saying that the student union was going to hold an event and asked me to go back. Because I am the vice president of the student union, and Ya Ya is the president of the student union."
"There was no other way, so I had to go back to school first and come back when the comic exhibition was about to start."
"As a result, when I got back to school, strange things happened in the dormitory when I slept at night. Ya Ya and I both heard knocking on the door in the middle of the night."
"But the other two roommates said they didn't hear anything."
"Really, that knocking sound was very real, Ya Ya and I are sure we didn't hear wrong, after all, both of us heard it."
"But the roommates said no."
"Fortunately, it was only the sound of knocking, and nothing else happened. Then in the morning, Ya Ya guessed that maybe we went to the haunted house and accidentally provoked something unclean."
"Because Ya Ya said that the reason she wanted to play in that haunted house was that she heard that the place where the haunted house was built had previously had deaths, so it was very famous, and she wanted to play there."