My skills downloader

Chapter 144
"You don't mean to..."

Fan Liang felt that Wang Chao's idea was very bold, and if he guessed correctly, he should be a ghost.

"Don't you think it's immoral to do so?" Fan Liangyi said angrily.

"Immoral?" Wang Chao hissed with a distorted face, "I don't care about that much anymore!!"

Fan Liang looked at Wang Chao with a wrinkled face, and wondered in his heart, "Did you get stimulated by something?"

"Stimulated? What can I be stimulated? What do you say I can be stimulated?"

Wang Chao's state was clearly overexcited.

"Yang Lili! This is Yang Lili! Anyone who can sleep with her for one night is worth dying for!!"

Wang Chao beat the table excitedly and shouted, the veins on his neck burst out.

Fan Liang squinted and scolded, "Are you fucking sick?"

"What are you talking about?" Wang Chao stood up abruptly, "Who do you think you are talking to?"

"What do you want?" Fan Liang crossed his arms with an arrogant expression on his face.

"You, were, fired, fired!" Wang Chao held the table with both hands, and paused word by word.

Fan Liang stretched out his little finger to pick at his ear, looking even more arrogant, "Are you serious?"

"Get out!"

Wang Chao suddenly pointed in the direction of the door, furious.

"Don't provoke me." Fan Liang stepped on the computer desk, put his hands on his legs, squinted his eyes and said, "I have a bad temper, you'd better speak politely to me."

"What do you want? Do it with me?" Wang Chao bent down and found a baseball bat from under the table, his eyebrows raised.

Thus, Fan Liang slapped Wang Chao on the head with a brick. Although he was able to control the sudden surge of power, he still couldn't send and receive freely. How could Wang Chao, an ordinary person, bear this terrifying force? The watermelon was smashed.

……

The plot of the seventh act is ready to begin.

Still in the ghost office.

Sitting at the computer desk, Wang Chao wore a camera on his head and looked down at the glass of water in front of him, with his face almost stuck to the rim of the glass.

Fan Liang took a deep breath, put the unhappiness of the previous scene behind him, and joked: "Are your eyes a microscope? Are you observing how many microorganisms are in the water?"

Wang Chao replied seriously: "Don't tell a joke."

Fan Liang couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and before he could ask, Wang Chao continued: "The water in the cup is drawn from a well."

Fan Liang keenly grasped the key point of this sentence, and quickly replied: "Is there something weird about the well?"

"Once upon a time, Gu Qiusheng, an opera singer in Tsing Yi, threw himself into a well and drowned. Later, it was said that he could hear the sound of babbling opera singing coming from the well every night, and those who drank the well water were said to be able to see unclean thing."

Fan Liang was surprised: "So you want to experience it yourself?"

"I don't want to do this, but I have to say, yes, I want to use my personal experience to prove that the rumors about the well water are false rumors." Wang Chao clenched his fists, raised his buttocks slightly and left the chair, but sat back again, watching It looks like he hasn't made up his mind yet.

"If you do this, you will sacrifice too much, right?" Fan Liang wanted very much to stop Wang Chao from committing suicide, but he knew that Wang Chao would definitely not change his mind.

Because of deleting the file and restarting, Wang Chao is still an atheist and believes in science.

"Although a person has been dead for a long time, it still feels strange to drink the water from the well. I always feel that I am drinking the formalin that soaked the corpse." Wang Chao expressed reluctance.

Fan Liang teased: "You can think of it as an old broth that has been passed down from ancient times. After years of witnessing, it is still fragrant."

"Don't say such things, entertaining the dead is a very bad thing, especially Gu Qiusheng's death is a sad tragedy." After Wang Chao's harsh criticism, his tone became sad again.

Wang Chao's behavior is completely different from that of him who wants to revive Yang Lili.

"Why did he throw himself into the well?"

"Emotional dissatisfaction, the world's ridicule." Wang Chao said, "You know, even in the current environment, that kind of emotion is difficult for people to understand, let alone the ancient times when people's wisdom was not developed, special feelings, special dress , will be ridiculed by countless people."

"indeed."

"So, Gu Qiusheng died with resentment in the well in the Liyuan. I heard that they drank water for more than half a month before they found Gu Qiusheng's body. They thought that after being ridiculed, he was ashamed and angry After leaving the theater troupe, I didn't expect that I committed suicide by throwing myself into a well."

Fan Liang felt a little sick to his stomach, especially after imagining many pictures in his brain, such as white and tender cute maggots in the well water... wriggling...

"Won't the corpse stink?" Fan Liang really couldn't understand what he heard.

"Who knows." Wang Chao spread his hands, and then said, "This incident has caused a lot of psychological shadows on people, especially the hammered face that Gu Qiusheng fell in love with. From now on, he will no longer sing you and convert to Buddhism."

"When Gu Qiusheng was being bullied, didn't that brazen hammer protect him?"

"Who knows, he may have protected him, but Gu Qiusheng's heart is weak and he can't let it go, he may not have protected him, and he and Gu Qiusheng are just playing around.

I think the latter is most likely, otherwise Gu Qiusheng's resentment would not affect the whole city. "

"Huh?" Fan Liang opened his eyes wide in surprise.

"Even if they drank the water from their own wells, the people in the city still had hallucinations. It is said that more than a dozen people were scared to death. There was singing in every well at night, even if they were filled with stones, it was useless. It didn't help to dig the well again, it seemed that the water in the ground was polluted. Finally, the whole city moved out, leaving a empty city, and all the wells were filled to death.

Later, the government wanted people to live in the city again and build an ancient city scenic spot.But the construction workers were sent in for a few days, and all of them ran out with pale faces. After a year, people went crazy one after another, so the development of the ancient city was nothing. "

Fan Liang gave a thumbs up and praised: "You really have the guts, you dare to drink the well water there after you're like this, this kind of death-defying spirit that you know you're going to die, it's worthy of being written into the textbook For everyone to ridicule and ridicule."

"Xiao Fan, you have to remember that there is only one place in the world where there are ghosts, and that is the human heart."

"Here it comes again..." Fan Liang had a grim expression on his face, and he cursed in his heart, "How many times have you been killed by ghosts? And there is only one place in the fucking world where there are ghosts, your grandma is so big in my heart!

The only time I have ghosts in my heart is when the bus is overcrowded and I want to touch that pretty girl's ass! "

Of course he would not say these words, even if he did, Wang Chao would still be at a loss.

"Since you plan to use yourself to prove the rumors are true or false, please do so." Fan Liang made a gesture of invitation. The task can only be completed if Wang Chao dies. So, what is there to stop? Woolen cloth?

(End of this chapter)