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I went to the bedroom, saying that I had something to say to Xiaoke. It was too late when the square came to pull me, and my hand had pushed open the bedroom door. There was a light on inside and the bed was empty. Where's Xiaoke? My voice was full of alarm in its sternness. Fang Qi lowered his head and hung his hands, speechless. In the silence, I felt a cold wind blowing in from the half-open door of the room. I took to my heels and ran out of the cold and horrible house. I think of Liaozhaizhiyi. People always think that ghost stories are made up and can never happen in real life. However, how to explain what I met? Perhaps there are more people who have encountered more strange things, and when they write them out, the readers just think they are fabricated stories. In fact, everything is far from being so simple. How can modern science, which has only a history of more than 100 years, explain five thousand years of civilization? How to crack tens of thousands of years of life history and hundreds of millions of years of biological code? That night, like a piece of wood thrown into the water, I caught a glimpse of the darkness under the water but floated up again. I returned to Xiao Ni's house in the light and shadow of the lights. All these were the scenery floating on the water. When I went upstairs, I thought of Xiao Ni's words to remind me to be careful, so I stepped on the stairs very loudly. Then I saw a small piece of white plastic bag lying on the stairs, sometimes motionless and sometimes flying, as if a soul was attached to it. Little Ni was still awake. She had something to say to me. I felt it from the affectionate action of her arms around my neck. I closed the door of the room for fear of waking up Aunt He who had slept. You don't look well, said Xiao Ni. Did the square pole make you angry,drum spill pallet, or did you see some shadow when you went upstairs? Nothing, I said, if you have something to say to Junjie, don't beat around the Bush. It's like this, Xiao Ni said shyly, I want to borrow some money from you,secondary containment pallet, but you must not ask me what I do, OK? My good sister Jun. Although a little confused, I readily said yes, how much do I need? I now have two thousand yuan, which is the first salary I received in the investigation company. Xiao Ni said, that's the number. I'm a little surprised. What do you need two thousand yuan for? The little girl curled her lips and said that she had agreed not to ask about the use. I gave the money to Xiao Ni, who kissed me on the cheek and went back to bed happily. I can't figure out what Xiao Ni wants the money for. But she must have met with difficulties and emergencies, and I felt satisfied that I could help her. The next morning, Xiao Ni went out for an hour, and I knew she had done what she wanted to do. When I came back, I didn't ask her. I just said, review your lessons quickly. Xiao Ni did her homework for a while, raised her head and said, plastic pallet price ,plastic pallet suppliers, "Sister Jun, why can't you ask the painter who the woman sleeping in his bedroom is?"? Verse 46: Chapter 8 Who Loves the Dead (5) I said, some things are inconvenient to ask, just like what you just went out. No, my business is actually very simple, and I will take the initiative to tell you later. Xiao Ni said that what happened in the painter's house was different. I always felt like there were ghosts. Just then, someone knocked at the door. Xiao Ni and I looked at each other and were a little frightened. No one came to the door in the morning. When I opened the door, I saw a fat middle-aged woman who lived on the ground floor. Xiaoni and I met her when we were shopping in the mall. She told me that Xiaoni's sister was thrown to death by her father from upstairs. She said there was a letter from Xiao Ni in the guard room, and I brought it up. It seems that she is a warm-hearted neighbor. Xiao Ni looked at the envelope and said that it was written by my father. She said that she had talked back to her father on the phone a few days ago. Maybe her father had written to reconcile. Unexpectedly, the content of the letter is like another horror story. 24 Xiao Ni has not spoken since she read the letter. I asked, what did your father say to you? She said that her father expressed guilt to her, saying that after divorcing her mother, he had his own family and children, and did not care enough about her. I mean, it's good for your dad to say that. After my mother died when I was young, I was brought up by my grandmother. My father often came to the countryside to see me for a few years, but later he disappeared. When I grew up, I returned to the city to study in a boarding school. On weekends, I often went to my father's house for dinner. As a result, my father and his wife often quarreled over me. Their six-year-old son once said to me, "You are not a member of our family, why do you come to our house for dinner?"? I was so angry that tears came to my eyes. From then on, I took school as my home and never went to my father's house again. Xiao Ni hugged me and said, "Sister Jun, don't be sad. Do you regard this place as your home now?"? My mother likes you very much. I nodded, my eyes burning. I said to Xiao Ni, you have to understand your father more, he can only do this, anyway, it's good to have your daughter in my heart. Xiao Ni said that he was just worrying about it. He said in his letter that he should never go to that uncompleted building again, because he knew that I had bet with my classmates that I had been in that building. He said that he heard from the people of the construction company that the three people who were keeping vigil there were all scared away one after another, saying that the building was haunted. Later, Master Xue guarded it alone day and night, but the people of the construction company saw that he was getting thinner and thinner, and he was in a trance. A few days ago, he crossed the street from the duty room to buy food. As a result, he was hit by a car. That street was not a traffic artery, and there were not many cars. How could he be hit by a car? Some people think that the shadow of the building has covered him. My memory of uncompleted residential flats was suddenly awakened by Xiao Ni's narration. I thought of Fang Qi, who had become more and more grotesque in my eyes since I met him for the first time at the vigil of the uncompleted residential flats. I don't know whether it was his own grotesque or whether I was infected with the ghost in the building and saw things that others could not see. I told Xiao Ni all these experiences and doubts. She was a little afraid and said to herself, "Are the square and the women in her room all ghosts?"? Be stupefied,collapsible bulk containers, small Ni cries again suddenly, right, the person that entered that building can have an accident really. binpallet.com