Qingye Supernatural Office

Originally, I thought that there was a Huixiang ghost who hated foreigners, attacked them and made them disappear.The guide is just a manager of Hui Township.To be able to find him, naturally save a lot of things.And all I know is just a guide, I have no idea who the real ghost is.

But after what happened in Crooked Neck Village, especially what happened to Taoist Falian, I feel more and more that the culprit of all this should be the guide.What he did was not just laying down the rules.

Zhuang Huai drove to the archives in Hui Township.

Usually, few people come to the archives, and now they are doing disaster relief, let alone come.

When I entered the two-story building, I felt that the place was too deserted, so cold that it seemed to be full of Yin Qi.

I stood there for a while, Zhuang Huai and Lu Qiaolan looked over, and then I continued walking.

Not Yin Qi.It's just that the lighting in this place is not good, and there are buildings around, and the distance is close, which directly blocks the light of this building.

There is a reception table in the foyer, and an old man sits behind it.

He looked five or sixty years old, with an unshaven beard, and plain clothes, with his trousers rolled up, revealing a pair of hairy legs, and his clothes were unbuttoned to his chest.On the table in front of him, there was a pair of damp leather shoes and a pair of soaked socks.The two bare feet stepped on the stool.

His posture was indecent. When he saw us coming in, he was a little surprised, but he didn't change his posture.Holding a few newspapers in his hands to fan the wind, he didn't know whether he was fanning himself or the soaked shoes and socks.

Zhuang Huai showed his ID.The uncle took it and studied it carefully before returning it to Zhuang Huai.

"What files do you want to check? Let me tell you, no one comes to work at this time. It's troublesome to check the files. You can come back after the water recedes." The uncle said reluctantly.

"We want to ask about the Crying Grave Ridge," I said.

The uncle looked puzzled, "Crying Tomb Ridge? Just look at the map. You young people, can't you check the map on the Internet? That place is just like that. It's just the same mountain for so many years, nothing has changed."

"I want to find out which family the grave above belongs to. That family was originally a big family in Hui Township, and was the earliest parent official in Hui Township. There should be historical records of Hui Township in the archives, right?" I said in detail.

The uncle was even more baffled, "Look up the history of our place? That thing is in the basement, and it will be troublesome to find it. You can come back after the water recedes. No one comes to work today. Alas, the young people these days are too. Do not come to work for a little water. In the past, when we encountered flooding, we rushed to the unit to help rescue things. Now people..."

The uncle changed the topic, his eyes were very clear, and he stared at us, and the signal he sent was full of "you hurry up".

Zhuang Huai knocked on the table, "We have work needs, so we need to look at the files now."

The uncle's feet were still on the stool, he twisted his buttocks, and changed into a comfortable position, "I told you, there is no one in the unit now. I'm just a concierge, and I can't move those files."

"Then you contact someone who can handle the matter." Zhuang Huai frowned.

He is full of righteousness, and he is more intimidating than a leader like Chen Yihan. He is obviously the kind of policeman who has been working on the front line all year round, and he faces criminals.

Not to mention the old man, even Lu Qiaolan and I who were standing next to him felt a little apprehensive.

The uncle put his feet down, picked up the landline on the table with some hesitation, listened for a second, and handed it to Zhuang Huai, "Look, the phone is disconnected. There is no electricity, no phone, and I can't do anything about it."

Zhuang Huai took out his mobile phone, but there was no signal.

I feel a little scratched.

The uncle is the old god, and the feet are put back.

"Where's the key to the basement?" Zhuang Huai asked directly, taking back his phone.

The uncle widened his eyes, "What are you going to do? I won't violate discipline."

"Just answer my question directly. If you don't answer, I can find it myself." Zhuang Huai said calmly.

"Hey, you!" The uncle was about to shoot up.

Zhuang Huai stared at the uncle coldly, "Don't play this trick on me. I am handling the case, and now I ask your archives to cooperate. If anything goes wrong, I will let you go around. You are also a system Even if you are a porter in a place like the Archives, you must have heard about the recent police operations, right? The police here have been delaying the progress of the work, and the others have not cooperated. The attitude has changed. You don’t want to Do not eat a toast, eat fine wine, and be the first to poke the picture."

Zhuang Huai's attitude was tough, with his hands on his waist.

The uncle looked at the gun and handcuffs on Zhuang Huai's waist, and the hands that were clapped fell gently.

He muttered something and slowly opened the drawer.There are a lot of messy things in the drawer, cigarettes, lighters, nail clippers, hair ties, and a few melon seeds, as well as serious office supplies, ballpoint pens, sticky notes, paper clips...

The uncle reached out and scratched inside, and took out a wooden plank.

There was a clanging sound.

The key was tied around the wooden board, and a label was pasted on the wooden board, writing the lock corresponding to the key.The corners of the tape were warped, and the writing on it was blurred.The rope that binds the key is also old and badly worn.

The uncle held up the wooden board and handed the things to Zhuang Huai, "Here you are, you can go find it yourself. Let me tell you, don't rummage through things. Otherwise, I will definitely make trouble on it. I won't recite This pot."

Zhuang Huai put down the hand on his waist, and was about to reach out to take it.

For some reason, seeing this scene, I suddenly remembered what Ye Qing told me.

Without even thinking about it carefully, I grabbed Zhuang Huai's hand.

The keys hung like this in mid-air.

"What are you doing? Take it." The uncle said impatiently.

"We don't know the situation here, so please lead the way." I said.

The uncle shook his head again and again, "How can I do that? Didn't I betray the organization by stealing inside and out? Let me tell you. I don't know about today's matter. You took the keys to find things yourself, and I don't even know."

Zhuang Huai looked at me and put down his hands.

"What on earth are you guys going to do?" The uncle was displeased, but he didn't let go of his raised hand, but shook it, and the keys jingled, "Are you going or not?"

Amidst the noisy voices and the uncle's pressing questioning, I heard another voice.

It was a harsh grinding sound, as if something sharp was scratching a hard object.

The uncle suddenly turned around and threw all the keys in his hand.

There was a clang.

The key flew out, and a furry figure jumped up on the ground, biting the uncle's face with a big mouth that didn't match his cute body.