The King's Altar

In the early morning of the next day, Jiang Zhaowei got up early, took out a tape from the old tape recorder on the bedside, scratched his head to look at it, put it back and pressed the play button, and listened to what he said in his sleep last night.

The tape reel was spinning in an orderly manner, quietly, without any sound. Jiang Zhaowei listened for half an hour, turned the volume to the maximum, and only faintly heard the faint sound of breathing.

"Could it be that my sleep talking problem has been cured?" Jiang Zhaowei was half surprised and half puzzled. He put his hand on the tape recorder and pressed it to fast forward from time to time, which was very incredible.

In the bedroom facing north and south, Belle was sitting on a swivel armchair, his nightgown was loosely covering half of his chest, his bare legs were lifted up and leaned on the desk facing the window confidently, he took a sip of lemon tea After taking a sip, the noisy voice came from the earphones——

"...I work as a manager assistant in a foreign company. Needless to say, the salary is high, and it also comes with a mansion villa and a luxury off-road vehicle...Mom, don't worry, I'll send you [-] a month. There are thousands of dollars, enough to spend! Hehehe... What? Don't, don't introduce girls to me, I will work hard for a few more years! Good men put their careers first, hahaha..."

"Okay, that's bullshit!" Belle sneered. He thought that he treated his employees like friends, and the treatment he gave was not bad, but after all, it was a small business, so he couldn't pay his salary indiscriminately.The employee's monthly salary including the commission is only more than 3000, and the best time is not more than [-]. According to Jiang Zhaowei's dream, [-] will be sent home every month, and only a few hundred will be kept. No wonder that kid lives stingy, no To pick this person's toothpaste is to drink that person's beer. It's really a shame!

After Jiang Zhaowei said a series of vague dreams for a long time, the language gradually became clear again: "Two pieces are 200% off, three pieces are [-]% off... No no, no free shipping... What? Of course it's not a pirated copy, our store Only selling genuine ... Boss, I only sold [-] yuan less than Yuejin today. Look at me, you boast about me ... oh oh ... snoring ... snoring ... "I snoring Finally, after being quiet for several minutes, he began to sing: "Master Baylor, open your legs obediently~~ I won't open, I won't open, Jiang Jiang hasn't come back, and no one will open... Hulu... Hulu..."

Bei Le felt cold, and saw the goosebumps on his legs stand up, subconsciously retracted his legs, sat down in a dignified posture, and continued to listen.

Jiang Zhaowei didn't know what sad dream he had, sobbing: "Mom, I know I'm worthless, I'm not as good-looking as my brother, no brother can study, no brother can make money... Mom, don't beat me... I won't skip class It's..."

Bei Le's heart trembled slightly, and the tip of his nose felt a little sour. Suddenly, he felt sorry for this dead boy, and hurriedly stood up and rummaged through the box, found a blank tape, and prepared to change it back to the tape he carefully crafted last night and secretly changed in the early morning.

In the earphone, Jiang Zhaowei's voice changed: "Boss, I beg you, please put on this pair of black suspenders and show me——Ji Jie Kou Jie...Master Belle, I will put your little bird Is it frozen? Knead and squeeze for you, it doesn't hurt or hurt..."

Belle paused for a moment, then slammed the tape he had just found, and the veins on his forehead popped up: let him die!

As the tape hit the ground with a click, a series of hog-killing screams came from outside the door, and Bei Le smiled coldly—as expected, the screams came from Jiang Zhaowei's room.

Before the screams stopped, Chen Yuejin slammed the door, accompanied by a terrified cry: "Zhaowei, what's wrong with you? Open the door!"

Feng Qu's voice was mixed in, and he was obviously a little surprised: "Jiang Zhaowei, why are you crying so early in the morning? Open the door!"

Bei Le said to himself coldly: "Fight with me? Huh! If I can't kill you, my surname is not Bei!" Then he tightened his nightgown, opened the door and pretended not to know anything, and shouted angrily: "What are you arguing about? What time is it? Let people sleep?"

Chen Yuejin was raising his leg to kick the door, when he saw the boss coming, he restrained his momentum and waved his hands in a fussy way: "Boss, did you hear Zhaowei's screams?"

"I heard that, what's the matter with that kid?" Belle asked knowingly, and walked over in a dignified manner with his hands folded. The nightgown he was wearing was luxurious and dazzling, with ruffled sleeves and wide collar, hem reaching the ground, and a row of silver metal on the right shoulder. Small tassels, the upper body effect is like a lily.Elegant and noble home is also needed - every time Belle admires himself in the mirror, he always feels this way.

In stark contrast to the male Lily are Chen Yuejin and Feng Qu, two weeds. The two were woken up by the screams, and they only wore a pair of underwear in a hurry, and their upper body was naked. Light bruising, the legs are smooth again, and there are a few rows of teeth marks faintly visible on Feng Qu's shoulders.

Bei Le raised his eyebrows, and glanced at the two of them: "Are you two really just sleeping?"

With dark circles under his eyes, Chen Yuejin looked upright: "Of course!"

"Then why are you all injured?" Belle said something.

"Playing poker, playing wrestling~" Chen Yuejin tilted his head, resting his head on Feng Qu's shoulder, and said softly, "We have a lot of entertainment at night, Lord Baylor, do you want to join? The cricket just scratched me last night." Leg hair, if you win, let me touch my beautiful legs~"

Feng Qu said: "Don't corrode the boss's hand."

Bei Le glanced at Feng Qu teasingly, "Your hands should be corroded to the point where only bones remain."

Feng Qu was expressionless: "You care about Jiang Zhaowei, right? He didn't answer after knocking on the door for a long time, so he died, right?"

Bei Le knocked on Jiang Zhaowei's door pretentiously, and his tone couldn't hide his lightness: "Jiang Jiang, what happened? Open the door!"

There was no sound in the room.

Bei Le stepped aside, "Leap forward, kick!"

Chen Yuejin got the order, took a few steps back, took a deep breath, mustered all his strength, and kicked the door open.

The instigator, Lord Baylor, was gloating in his heart, with a look of burning anxiety on his face, he lifted his nightgown and was the first to step in, showing great concern: "Zhaowei..." He didn't say the following words, but he was also shocked a lot Jump - no one in the house!

Then Feng Qu, who followed in, quickly opened the window and looked out. The flowers and plants under the window were still there. He could be sure that no one would jump from here, so he subconsciously opened the closet, "Jiang Zhaowei?"

Chen Yuejin imitated the example, opened the drawer and shouted tearfully: "Zhaowei—where are you? Don't scare me!"

Feng Qu kicked him away: "Do people hide in that kind of place? Pig brains!"

Bei Le got down on the bed and looked under the bed: "Zhao Wei?"

Jiang Zhaowei really shrank under the bed!

Bei Le reached in and hooked his ankle, and asked in a good voice, "Jiang Jiang, what's wrong with you? Come out!"

Jiang Zhaowei curled up into a ball and shivered.

The male Lily didn't care about his image, he crawled in in an S-shape like a four-legged snake and pulled and pulled: "Zhaowei, be good, come out with me first."

Helplessly, the space under the bed was too narrow, and Jiang Zhaowei shrank again and again like a frightened rabbit. Bei Le couldn't exert his strength, and the two of them tugged and tugged, and the luxurious nightgown was torn and torn.

Chen Yuejin and Feng Qu heard that the two were tossing about under the bed, thinking about how to save each other, but the noise of fighting suddenly stopped.

Bei Le picked up the corner of the torn nightgown under the dark bed, and couldn't help but twist his eyes!

Jiang Zhaowei peeked out one eye from the crook of his arm, and timidly shut his mouth.

The two stood in a stalemate for half a minute, and Bei Le became angry, and he stood up, and threw the bedding and bed flying together, while Chen Yuejin, who was squatting on the edge of the other bed and looked in backwards, was kicked to eat shit.

Belle stood up tall and graceful, with a disheveled face still brushing off her nightgown without losing her dignity, and growled: "Crying! Why are you crying! You can't stop!"

Jiang Zhaowei hugged Bei Le's leg, raised his face, without a single tear on his face, howled dryly, "Boss! There is a ghost—there is a ghost in this room—"

Bei Le raked the chicken coop in embarrassment, and angrily reprimanded without losing his majesty: "Fart! It's in broad daylight, where did the ghost come from?"

"There is at night!" Jiang Zhaowei tried his best to blink a teardrop, pointing to the tape recorder and tape that fell on the ground, "I recorded my voice after I fell asleep last night. I listened to it this morning. There was a female ghost singing, and The baby is crying... woo woo, and the sound of chains dragging the floor, and ghosts asking for my life..."

Bei Le knew the sound on the tape the most. At this moment, he pondered mysteriously for a moment, pouted his mouth into the tape recorder, and called his eagle claw: "Leap forward, listen."

Chen Yuejin didn't get up after being knocked down, lying on the ground and moaning in pain: "Oh... my waist, my butt, my front teeth..."

Feng Qu did it for him, stepped forward to put the tape into the recorder, and pressed the play button.

The four of them pursed their lips and listened. Except for the slight clicking sound of the tape recorder turning the tape, there was no other unknown sound in the room. Feng Qu fast forwarded and rewound several times, but still found nothing new.Jiang Zhaowei widened his eyes in horror: "I... obviously heard it!"

Bei Le touched Jiang Zhaowei's messy hair with a pleasant face, "Jiang Jiang, you haven't woken up yet, have you?" The blank tape was replaced, and the elaborate ghost sound tape was well hidden in the pocket of the nightgown!

Jiang Zhaowei trembled more and more, his eyes were slack, his face turned pale, his lips trembled for a long time, and he muttered in a daze: "I clearly heard...there is a ghost, and when there are too many people, you can't hear it. Sure enough, there is a ghost, there is a ghost ..."

Bei Le did not expect this coward to be frightened like this at all. After regretting it, he couldn't help feeling flustered. Afraid of scaring him out of illness, he squatted down and hugged his shoulder comfortingly, and persuaded softly: "There is no ghost!" , don't think about it."

"I heard it clearly, there really is a ghost, there is a ghost..." Jiang Zhaowei seemed to have been greatly stimulated mentally, and repeated that sentence upside down, while wrapping his hands around Bei Le's waist, and buried his face in the other's shoulder , sobbing and finally shed tears.

Bei Le's biggest problem is "the benevolence of a woman". He always eats soft things but not hard things. Jiang Zhaowei's warm tears soaked into the pit of his neck, which made his heart ache so badly that he wanted to slap himself twice. Secretly blaming myself: Why am I doing this?People who are already in the middle of the third year are still so immature!What do you care about with a cheap kid with zero EQ?It's really a lifetime to live on a dog!

Feng Qu looked at it coldly for a while, then turned his head and left, and said to Chen Yuejin after going out, "Jiang Zhaowei has made great progress in pretending to cry, the boss may suffer a lot."