How to raise a white bone spirit [Entertainment circle]

Lu Ren was one of the thousands of working dogs. He worked hard for the kennel every working day. At the order of the leader, he hurriedly took a taxi to deliver the materials to the office under the scorching sun.

There was a crowded traffic jam, and it seemed that there was an accident. The fire trucks and police cars were dispatched. I don't know how long the traffic jam will last. Seeing that the office was about to take a lunch break, the driver saw him anxiously: "Why don't you go to Fuguan Lane?"

Lu Ren: "Master, I heard that Fuguan Lane used to be called Fucoffin Lane, and later the 'coffin' of the coffin was changed to officials who got promoted and made a fortune."

The driver turned the steering wheel: "Oh, it's all right, let's get rich by raising the coffin."

Seeing the turn signal on, Lu Ren changed lanes: "What's the difference? Isn't it just a funeral when you help the coffin? It sounds unlucky."

The driver is obviously a local aborigine, and smiled: "Why don't we just go to the funeral? My seventh aunt's aunt heard from her grandmother that Fucoffin Lane was not called Fucoffin Lane before, but there was a time when people died every day, and coffins went in and out. , there is not a day without funerals, so it was renamed Fucoffin Lane, in response to the occasion, to suppress the yin."

Lu Ren got excited and quickly said, "Everyone says that Fuguan Lane is evil, but it turns out that people have died every day?"

The driver didn't take it seriously: "When did my aunt's aunt's grandma happen? Little devils come to make trouble, and it's not surprising that people die every day."

Lu Ren nodded: "That's true."

When the car turned into Fucoffin Alley, which was too tidy, the driver's words followed suit: "But... Fucoffin Alley is okay, but the bungalow No. 444 in the alley is really evil, this place is really dead. Many people have died since my seventh aunt’s aunt’s grandmother. It is said that when the little devil came to make trouble, he saw this house. I took this place, and as a result, within one night, the little devil inside died, and his body was thrown to the ceiling, like a stack of cakes. What's even more wicked: after the little devil's body was carried out, I couldn’t enter this house, and ghosts hit the wall at the gate, and I walked around near the big iron gate in the garden. My seventh aunt’s grandma said: This is because the owner of the house refuses guests.”

Lu Ren was full of disbelief: "Why does it sound so evil, master, how old is your seventh aunt's grandma?"

"Yo! My aunt's aunt's grandmother is long gone, and her bones are melting. It's been a long time." The driver continued, "But the story about bungalow No. 444 is true. What's the price in the city center? Every inch of land Gold. After earning half of my life, I can’t even afford a place as big as a toilet. The land is expensive. If you look at this bungalow No. 444, it’s just this location. Even the house and the front and rear gardens occupy a large area of ​​land, which is worth a small park. I’m stunned It’s deserted and useless. It’s not because the place is evil. The whole street was demolished in the urban reconstruction earlier. You can see the coffin lane, with white walls and black tiles. It’s made of wood. The bungalow No. 444 is neither fish nor fowl, neither Chinese nor Western. There’s no way, if something goes wrong during the construction, you’ll either die or get sick. When you open the door in summer, the sun is shining and it’s cool. , You shivered in the cold. In the past two years, there were people who did not believe in evil, and they were going to live broadcast adventures in bungalow No. 444? What is the name of the anchor? If you go in, something will happen, and now the person is still lying in the hospital like a Chinese cabbage. "

Lu Ren took out his mobile phone and began to check the bungalow at No. 444, Fuguan Lane, Jiuyin City. If you don’t check, you don’t know. Dead man, what the hell is hitting the wall, why is there a mass grave underneath...

"Master, have you seen it with your own eyes while driving in this area?"

The driver replied: "You young people are courageous. You have to see this matter. If you don't see me, you can avoid it. If you are in a hurry and the main road is blocked again, you have to go here. I also I just want to ask you, some people are jealous of these things and don’t want to go to this kind of hell. Especially us..." The driver said and pulled a bunch of cards around his neck, Guanyin, Bodhisattva, Cross, Shiva, Jade cards, "Pay attention to safe entry and exit."

"I see that what is said on the Internet is too mysterious, and most of it is not true."

The driver turned the steering wheel: "It's true or it's false. The young man who filmed the haunted house became a vegetable. It's true. A few years ago, a murderer hid in a mansion. He jumped out of the window and broke his arms and legs. He died within two days." Dead. This matter is also true."

Lu Ren gasped and stared at the phone: "It was also said on the Internet that during the construction, the equipment would fail from time to time, and the mobile phone signal inside is not good."

"I didn't go in, I didn't see it with my own eyes, and I don't dare to say it's true, but most of it is still plausible. The eminent monks of Baiyan Temple in our city came here to do rituals, but they returned in vain. The real estate company has no choice but to let the land fall into their hands.” The driver said more and more vigorously, “Look at what kind of land is in the coffin alley? Institute, Department of Special Objects."

"The Secret Service can still be listed aboveboard." Lu Ren was dumbfounded.

The driver was amused: "The Special Object Department, the objects of the objects, are not spies. The full name is: Assisted Investigation and Handling of Special Objects."

"I'll go, our country has set up a special department to investigate supernatural events?" Lu Ren was dumbfounded.

"The young man is really humorous! I don't know what to do, but I heard that he is engaged in the study of special substances and phenomena. There are many rare objects on the earth, and we don't know what they are. We accidentally bumped into them. At first glance, I don’t know this. I don’t know if it’s useful or not. We don’t know if it’s worth it or not. This kind of thing is handled by the Special Objects Department. They also care about other weird things, like a good stone Buddha in a scenic spot , I shed tears, as if I had a manifestation, and other relevant departments in the Special Objects Department checked, and it turned out that the stone statue was cracked and water seeped." The driver spoke clearly and eloquently.

It happened that the car passed in front of a building with an antique bright gate. There were two lions standing on the left and right in front of the gate. The gate was half open. On one side was a signboard with black characters on a white background, which read: Jiuyin Special Matters Cooperative Investigation and Handling.

"Hey, this is the Special Objects Department." The driver hastily motioned Lu Ren to look.

Lu Ren scratched his head: "My company is not far away, and I didn't even know there was such an office in the city."

The driver said again: "Young man, have you seen the two lions in front of the special object office? There is an explanation."

"What do you say?"

"Generally speaking, a male and a female lion will be arranged. The male catches a ball under the paws, and the female cubs catches a cub under the paws. As you saw just now, the two lions at the door of the special place are both grabbing balls." , Two males, no females, add yang."

"So there are so many sayings. Master, you really know a lot." Lu Ren admired him, nodded again and again, and joked again, "However, there is an old saying that there are no two tigers in one mountain, unless one male and one female, then there will be two tigers at the door of this special thing." Male lion, can you be friendly and cooperative?"

The driver gave Lu Ren a flirtatious look from the rearview mirror: "The young man is quite conservative, the husband and wife have to fight, and can't have sex?"

Lu Ren bowed down and raised his thumb: "Master is right, look at me being narrow-minded."

The driver saw that he likes to listen to his own nonsense, and he was very inflated: "We drive, I don't know what is going on around the bush, I don't know anything about it, I don't care about it, it's not surprising, I can speak several foreign languages, English, Japanese, Russian I can give you a few words." He raised his chin and pointed in the direction, "A little further past the Special Objects Office is House No. 444."

Lu Ren immediately sat up straight, wanting to see the famous haunted house in this city, he was startled suddenly: "Hey, master, that's not right, the house number of the special place is No. 18, why is it No. 444?" Where is the house number, don't it be from the underworld, right?The hairs on Lu Ren's arms stood up.

The driver said "Oh" and explained: "There's nothing wrong with it. In the old society, this was an old road of the elders, and Fuyu Lane was just a small section inside. It’s still called that, but the house number has long since been abolished. After the old city was replaced by a new city, and the reconstruction of Fuyu Lane, this house number must not be re-planned. The Special Objects Department is No. 444, and it must be No. 18. However, this old foreign building

Well, it occupies a large piece of land and has a house. The problem is that it cannot be used. It is considered a ruin, so why give it a number. "

The old western-style building, the old house number, forcibly picked out a piece from the trickle of time and put it aside.

"So it's like this..." Lu Ren put his little heart back.

The garden occupied by bungalow No. 444 is huge, full of old trees, lush and luxuriant, covering the sky and the sun, looking through the stone wall covered with creepers, it looks like a botanical garden.The car drove another 30 meters, and saw the rusty and half-open door of the bungalow...

"Fuck." The driver suddenly cursed.

Lu Ren was taken aback. He looked through the car window and saw a three-storey French-style house that was tightly covered by various climbing plants. It took a lot of effort to see the exquisite reliefs carved on the window sill from behind the green leaves. , the sloping roof has sunken a few holes for a long time, a piece of carved stone pillar is missing, and it is good that there is only one color-blocked glass window on the second floor. Climbing in and climbing out again, it is doubtful whether the entire first floor has been invaded by these plants.There is also a fountain in the garden that was dry and full of fallen leaves. Half of it was artificially shoveled down. The goddess statue that should have been decorated in the middle of the fountain was broken into two pieces and abandoned among the weeds on one side. The statue half hidden behind the grass was empty. He stared fixedly at the iron gate, feeling inexplicably resentful.

At first glance, this place does look a bit gloomy.

However, there are several cars parked in front of this haunted house, which is said to allow no one to enter, and there are ghosts hitting the wall at the gate, and a few decoration workers wearing hard hats and work clothes are walking around, holding a passport in their hands. Measuring tools, the foreman pointed at the fountain with the blueprint. .

"...Master... Fu..." Lu Ren stammered, "Mansion No. 444 seems to be under renovation."

As expected, the driver was a person who had been through a lot of wind and waves. He kicked the accelerator and put away his surprised expression: "I guess which real estate company will not give up. Let's wait and see, I don't know what will happen this time?"

Lu Ren grew up under the red flag, and he was curious about this kind of urban strange tale. When he heard it, he felt terrified, sour and refreshing, but he believed it, but he didn't believe it.

"Maybe it's not evil this time, hahaha."

The driver was full of confidence: "Young man, don't believe it. House No. 444 is very vicious. It is true that something happened in the end. If there is nothing wrong, next time you are destined to take my car again, I will give you a free fare."

Lu Ren had some fun: "Master, can I bet with you then?"

"Bet, bet, we can't say whether we will run into that again, even if we do, we can afford to bet on a bicycle ticket." The driver said bluntly.

Lu Ren only took it as a joke, and even if he had a mouthful, he didn't take it seriously.

Fuyu Alley is not long, and it didn't take long to get out of the alley. The taxi plunged into the city center with dense high-rise buildings and heavy traffic, and waited until Lu Ren arrived at the destination. He got out of the car with the documents, and accidentally saw My own reflection on the car window suddenly remembered: there seemed to be a white figure behind the window on the second floor of No. 444 Western Building.

The author has something to say: Received the document: "I Eat Myself until My Head Is Left" for collection

When Ke Yi was an adult, because of the negligence of his parents, he was so hungry that only his head was left, and he became a useless glutton.

But he is physically disabled and determined, determined to PK all the world's eating and broadcasting and big appetite kings, and show the audience all over the world a world that eats three thousand people at home and abroad.

Food should start from the side, monster academy = gluttonous cafeteria.teacher?classmate?All are appetizers.

However, the same table is an exception, he doesn't even have a head, and the breed is so strange that he can barely keep it as a spare food.

Hungry, Ke Yi bared his teeth, and ferociously ordered the spare food: "You, go and get the teacher in the hall to stew."

Fu Ze was condescending, looking down at the little Taotie who was not much bigger than a dog: "Hua