Daily life of civil servants in the prefectural government

The six white notes corresponded to the four corpses and one person and one cat respectively, regardless of whether they were dead or alive, human or demon, they were given out. In a sense, it was considered fair treatment, and a bowl of water was equal.

The bloody corpses howled silently. The way they wrote on the paper was to rub their own flesh and blood on it, or leave a bloody handprint.After a while, the note turned into a wish in black and white.

In this environment, no one is picky.If you have no pen or ink, some writing is good, and you can still choose the first drop?

Su Xiyan looked over, and the notes she wrote were full of resentment and resentment.

That's right, he was almost thrown into the wilderness after his death, and he couldn't even see his family for the last time, so he should be resentful.

When it was their turn to write a note, Cui Zhao stretched out his hand and scratched a lot on the note without thinking about it or dipping anything in it.

After finishing writing, I didn't help to fold it, just rubbed it with my hands, rolled the paper into a ball, and then threw it in the corner to finish the job.

Su Xiyan originally wanted to imitate him, but as soon as she stretched out her fingers, she found two small black hands protruding from her pockets.

The little black paper man tried his best to poke his head out of his pocket, which was a little taller than it was, and waved desperately for Su Xiyan to look at it.

On its two round hands, there is a pinch of bright red, which is the cinnabar powder Su Xiyan used when drawing talismans. I don't know when it hid a little bit.

It's fine for writing now.

Su Xiyan thought for a while, and wrote two words on the note.

"go out."

The remaining cinnabar powder on her finger was still a little bit of color, so Su Xiyan tapped it on the little paper figurine's forehead.The dark background and bright red eyebrows are actually... quite festive.

The little paper man didn't know that his current color scheme was a bit too festive. It covered its forehead, smiled happily, and ran to other little paper men to tease.

Cui Zhao looked at the way Su Xiyan got along with the little paper figurine, and suddenly felt a little sour. Thinking about it carefully, before he was injured and taken care of, Su Xiyan's attitude towards him was always business-like, at most he treated a friendly colleague.

The two of them didn't seem to be close at all except for accidents.The only few kisses he got in a fair manner were all obtained in the form of his own cat.

Cui Zhao touched his heart, feeling very confused about this sudden feeling.

Meng Zhanlu said he likes it. Could it be that he even wants to snatch the red seal on the little paper man's head and press it on his own head?

It's not for celebration, nor is it because I think it looks good, it's just because the seal was printed by Su Xiyan with her hands.

Cui Zhao began to suspect that he might be under a very strange curse, which would make him strange, and he didn't know what to think in his mind every day.

Just thinking about it, Su Xiyan suddenly asked a question.

"Cui Zhao, have you seen the kitten I keep in the office? Before you come out, remember to close the door and window and leave some cat food for it."

Cui Zhao: ...I don't remember at all.

"Cough...Of course it's closed, and I changed the water for him. Why did you suddenly think of keeping a cat?" Is it too late to go back and get a cat that looks alike?

"I brought it back when I saw it. The cat is very cute. If you don't like him, I can take him home."

Thinking of the little cutie who was always reluctant to let him kiss, Su Xiyan frowned, revealing a gentle smile.

"No, cats are so cute, how can anyone not like them." Cui Zhao echoed while wondering if he wanted to get his soul out a little more when he went back.

There must be no second cat besides him in the house!

The two chatted happily about cats in a pile of bloody corpses, completely ignoring this weird well.

After making a wish, the corpses on the scene quickly fell down, and the little sucker that had eaten Chen Ju's soul before popped up again, devouring the flesh and blood all over the ground quickly.

Left behind are four white skeletons and four ghosts that are rapidly transforming into ghosts.

People have their own way, and ghosts have their own way.Not all ghosts can turn into powerful ghosts after dying in vain. Some ghosts are born with relatively weak power, and even if they become ghosts, they are powerless to take revenge.

It is even more difficult for a lonely ghost without a shelter to take revenge.

They use their own corpses as a price to exchange strength from the well. Although it may not be cost-effective, they have no other choice.

The mouth of the well was opened again, and this time finally no strange things came down.The ghosts lined up in the sky, looking for the one they wanted revenge with hatred.

Su Xiyan saw sharply that there was an inconspicuous silver bell on each ghost's body.

Judging from the two songs that sounded in the well, the golden bell and the silver bell are both props that will be obtained after making a wish, but the revenge wishes made by the ghost are all silver bells.

Su Xiyan looked at the note between him and Cui Zhao, wanting to see what color bell they could get.Unexpectedly, when he looked up, he found that the note from the two of them floated back.

The voice in the well was replaced by an immature childlike timbre.

"I can't finish it, I can't finish it, just make another wish."

"No," Cui Zhao resolutely refused, "There is no such thing as making a wish and trading it back and forth. You think you are playing tricks. Hurry up, don't send us out, the well will be demolished!"

The voice was silent for a while, and said aggrievedly.

"You don't have a home..."

"..." Cui Zhao turned his head, "Su Xiyan, can I live in your house?"

Su Xiyan: "No, you tell him that you are worth tens of millions, and you can buy a house anytime you want, just send you to any sales office."

Cui Zhao: ...What if you are not worth tens of millions?Will you be disliked?

Jing seemed to be dazed by these two people who didn't play cards according to the routine, and the note shook in mid-air, entangled for a long time.

"You are the wishers, and you can leave if you make a wish, but you are also the target of revenge. You can only leave after the silver bell of revenge is broken."

After he finished speaking, he stopped talking, and the whole well was as quiet as an ordinary dry well.

The target of revenge?

Su Xiyan got up and rummaged through the place where Chen Ju had disappeared before. She didn't know how those little suckers ate, and there were only bones and sand left in the places they passed, not even a trace of blood.

Chen Ju was the only one who wanted to take revenge on them and got involved with Shui Jing.His ghost has been absorbed by the small suction cup. If there is any silver bell, it probably fell to the ground at that time.

The sand at the bottom of the well feels smooth to the touch, like playing with sand on the beach.After a few touches, Su Xiyan found a bone in his hand. He threw the bone aside and continued to touch it.He conveniently pinched a small point on the sand that was taken out.

"Cui Zhao, what are you doing? Come and build a pyramid together?"

"Wait a minute," Cui Zhao replied, without stopping to turn over the phone, "I've checked the list, and no one seems to have the guts to take revenge on me recently."

Su Xiyan: "...Does your enemy have a list?"

Cui Zhao: "I can't help it. After living for a long time, there are always some people who don't like it, but they can't be killed."

Su Xiyan: ...

They almost turned over the mud and sand in the corner, and piled up four beautiful pyramids. The little paper people seemed to be having a good time jumping back and forth on them.

"It's impossible to find it so empty." Su Xiyan patted the dirt on his hands, "I suspect that Chen Ju's new bell didn't follow his soul."

"It's possible," Cui Zhao nodded. "His body was put outside and didn't stay here. It's likely that he just started using other things as the price for his wish."

Thinking of the kidnapped girl and the missing bones of the previous Siri owner, Su Xiyan showed a disgusted expression.

For those who take other people's lives without authorization, get out, Chen Ju's death is really cheap for him.From this point of view, the possibility of the silver bell remaining on Chen Distance's body is more than [-]%...

If Su Xiyan and the others were outside or could communicate with the outside world, it would not be too troublesome to find a new bell hidden on the corpse. Unfortunately, the two of them were trapped in this dark well with only a pile of bones accompanying them.

Cui Zhao tried to communicate with Jing several times, but all failed.This psychic well is like a stone in a latrine, smelly and hard, it doesn't make any sense.

Just when they were at a loss, a pleasant bell rang in Su Xiyan's pocket.

"It's 23:[-] Beijing time. It's bed time for children and the beginning of night life for adults. Mr. Su, Mr. Cui, good evening."

Siri's voice sounded, he politely greeted everyone present, and took a test of the scene environment by the way.

"Four fresh corpses and a large pile of bones that have been dead for a long time, do I need to call the police for you?"

Su Xiyan: "There is no internet here, how do you call the police?"

Siri: "Internet, what a nostalgic word. I haven't connected to a human network for many years. In fact, sometimes the Yinqi network is also very interesting, although there are very few websites that can be formed, and there are no games yet. can play……"

"Can you make a call?" Su Xiyan was refreshed, and suddenly felt hopeful to go out.

Siri: "Of course, I can also open the communication video for you. But there is a problem, I want to remind you."

Siri: "About three meters below your feet, there is a human female, almost out of breath."