Chapter 1129: Boss, I'm Not Responsible for the Aftermath (67)

Xiao Mi's family doesn't need to clean the house, the Taoist just told Xiao Mi's father to buy a dehumidifier in Xiao Mi's room, and then open the window every day to ventilate, usually Xiao Mi's room is as open as possible, it's as simple as that.

The matter of two sentences is not effortless at all, but Xiao Mi's father, an honest man, still carefully looked at the price list brought by the fierce sword, and transferred the bank card of the Taoist chief according to the price of the upper body to exorcise evil spirits and clean houses, and he also transferred an extra 2,000 yuan as compensation for Qian Qian's beating by his daughter. Xiaomi's father is so honest, but he is a little embarrassed to make the money shallow, but he insists on paying an extra 2,000 yuan.

"My daughter's life is worth more than anything else." Xiaomi's father thanked Qian Qian very sincerely: "Thank you, I found out that her situation was wrong in time." You saved my daughter's life, and I am willing to pay whatever it takes. In fact, these two thousand yuan can only be regarded as compensation, not enough to express the gratitude of me and my wife. ”

Having said that, Qian Qian knew that for the Xiaomi family, both of whom were ordinary salaried people, these two thousand yuan were already very sincere, after all, they were not working for free, exorcising evil spirits and purifying the house, which was very expensive!

But the benefits of forming a good relationship with honest people are not limited to these, Xiaomi's father ran to the hospital after work for a long time, and colleagues in the unit expressed concern.

Something strange happened at home, Xiaomi's father didn't want to publicize it, he didn't know how to explain it to others, for fear that others would treat him as a neuropath. But Xiaomi's father is usually a good man in the unit, and his popularity is very good, I heard that his daughter is sick, many colleagues have expressed concern, and some close ones will go to the hospital to visit.

Colleagues were surprised when they heard about it at first, and everyone thought it was a little incredible at first, but how honest Xiaomi's father was, colleagues knew it, and everyone didn't believe that he would lie. When they heard such a strange thing, many people would have a desire to share, so many colleagues took this incident as an anecdote, and it quickly spread in the unit.

The topic of Xiaomi's family stopped being lively in the unit for a while, and people are always hot for all kinds of rumors, and they forget about it after a long time. But the excitement during this time was enough, and many colleagues who originally believed in these came to Xiaomi's father's office to ask for the business card of the "master".

After obtaining the consent of the Taoist, Xiaomi's father shared the business card of the office with his colleagues. Three months later, someone actually called.

This time it was really an extremely spicy incident, a reporter from a daily newspaper worked late that day, and was about to go home, when he suddenly felt a stomachache. In fact, the daily newspaper is very lively at night, there are many night shift personnel, and it is common for reporters to work overtime, and the reporter felt that his stomach hurt, so he asked his colleague for two pills, and fell asleep on the table for a while.

He actually didn't sleep for long, and when he woke up, he suddenly felt that his surroundings were quiet, and his colleagues who had been working overtime at night school didn't know where to run. The reporter felt that his stomach was still a little painful, and his intestines seemed to be twisted, and he thought that maybe he could go to the bathroom and squat in a pit to be more comfortable, so he decided to go to the toilet first and then go home from work.

The daily newspaper building was lit up 24 hours a day, but it was a strange day and seemed to be much quieter than usual. The reporter didn't care, it was all a usual environment, maybe colleagues went to the cafeteria to eat together. The daily newspaper's canteen is also available 24 hours a day, and there used to be overtime working halfway through, and everyone went downstairs to eat together, so the reporter didn't notice too much and went directly into the bathroom.

The reporter went into the bathroom and went directly to the squatting pit, but he didn't expect to touch the toilet paper shelf after the incident, and found that there was only a paper tube left, and the toilet paper was used up, and the cleaning uncle didn't know why he didn't make up for it.

The reporter was squatting on the toilet and worried, looking forward to his colleagues who would come back from eating and want to go to the toilet and be able to rescue him, at this time, the wall on the side of the toilet cubicle suddenly cracked, and a furry arm stretched out from it, pinching a piece of red paper and a green paper.

"You can't wipe it, you don't wipe it and die today, and if you wipe it, you will die tomorrow." The sound from the other end of the wall seemed to be buzzing, but the meaning was clear.

The reporter was so frightened that his legs were weak, and he almost fell into the toilet, but fortunately, he was afraid, he didn't lose his mind after all, and he heard the meaning of the other end of the wall clearly, he quickly made a choice, if he didn't wipe his buttocks, he would die today, and if he wiped it, he had at least twenty-four hours to save himself. So the reporter immediately ripped off one of the pieces of paper, wiped it casually, and then rushed out of the bathroom.

After he came out of the bathroom, the corridor resumed its previous liveliness, and his colleagues got down from the elevator and went to the cafeteria for supper together.

The colleague who provided stomach medicine to the reporter before saw his pale face, so he asked more, and the reporter trembled and said that he seemed to have seen something unclean, and asked his colleague who had a way to help deal with it.

It just so happened that another reporter who was working overtime had a distant relative at home who was a colleague of Xiaomi's father, and he had heard of Xiaomi's family's small jokes, so he dug up the contact information of the Taoist chief from Xiaomi's father in the middle of the night.

"! This story is so vulgar! Qian Qian commented with a black line on his face after listening to the Taoist chief's relay: "I heard such a small joke when I was three years old, no matter what kind of occasion, this is always indispensable for telling ghost stories." ”

"But this is the story recorded in the serious plot hahahaha!" 7788 is very happy: "It proves that we are striding forward along the broad road of the original plot, and we have not deviated at all." ”

"Alright! It's up to you. Qian Qian is still disgusted with such a spicy ghost story: "Did you say how to deal with it in the plot?" ”

"A bad ghost, it's easy to solve." 7788 replied: "You just go to run errands, it is estimated that the fierce sword can be solved by one person, but it is better for you to be present, not afraid of 10,000, just in case." ”

Qian Qian thought about it for a while, and made up for the fierce ghost caught in the toilet by the fierce sword, and instantly felt that he shouldn't have eaten breakfast.

"It's a joke." Qian Qian didn't have a lot of opinions about this little paragraph until he set off in the evening: "Aren't you really playing us?" ”

"Do you think this story is vulgar?" The Taoist chief smiled: "You may be able to hear more vulgar stories in the future." You don't think those guys won't imitate, some stories are vulgar because they happen a lot. ”

"yes!" Fierce Sword looked bored: "I don't know why, I like toilet stories so much, I don't know how to change, it's really boring." ”

Hearing the words of the fierce sword, Qian Qian finally couldn't help but ask: "The ghost fished out of the toilet, do you still eat it?" ”