smuggler

Chapter 266
I stared coldly at the ashes on the floor: "Why did you choose me? We have no cause and effect, and we are not from the same world. You were not killed by me. What are you pestering me for?"

The woman smiled lightly and said, "Why? You have stabbed inscriptions on your back, yet you still dare to go to the ninth floor again and again and act wildly in my territory. If I don't pester you, who am I pestering?"

I noticed the difference immediately, and asked, "Why did I dream of you? Isn't this a dream?"

"Of course!" The woman smiled faintly, "Thanks to the inscription on your body, I can let you come here."

I thought Meigu told me that although the inscriptions carved on the body will not be manifested on the skin, the yin qi contained in them is extremely heavy, and it is easy to provoke unclean things.

I don't know who is arguing, but no matter what, at least this ghost is still rational and can communicate. As long as it can communicate, things will be much simpler.

I said guardedly: "You asked me to come here, what exactly do you want to do, and... who are you?"

She said, "My real name is Zhang Ping."

It seems that this dream of mine was not made by me, but that this woman didn't know what kind of spell she used.

Zhang Ping sobbed and said, "Only with you can I leave this factory building and seek revenge on that beast. I brought you here because I want you to help me fulfill a wish."

It finally dawned on me that she wanted me to take her out of the water factory complex.

At the beginning, an old Taoist priest waved his hand and sealed all the ghosts of the water plant to the ninth floor. Zhang Ping was among them. She was the first female worker who committed suicide, and her resentment was naturally the strongest. No more waterworks area.

After thinking about it, I advised her: "Let's let the past go. It's been so many years. You should also plan for the future."

Zhang Ping stopped crying suddenly, and said in a resentful tone: "Planning? What else are you planning? I have long missed the chance of reincarnation. I have nowhere to go except to go to hell to suffer!"

I looked at her coldly and didn't say anything.

Her voice turned cold: "You won't help me, will you? Then leave it to me and never leave!"

I understood the purpose of her asking me to come here. Even if this ghost does not go to the underworld, it can only wander back and forth in the place of death after death.

Most ghosts can't see the way to the yang world, but I don't know why she just found me.

While I was meditating, a woman’s scream came from the room. Before I could react, the door of the room was kicked open, and six or seven dripping women rushed in and dragged me out.

These women with disheveled hair were terrifyingly strong, their hands were like donkey hooves, I couldn't move at all, they pulled me out of the house and carried me towards the workshop.

I want to cast spells, but because I don't have any magic tools in the dream, I can't deal with these things, I can only watch them dragging me.

"let me go!"

I shouted at the top of my voice, but everything was in vain. When I came to the workshop, I looked up and saw that the ceiling of the workshop was high, and there was a cement road in the middle, with some dark water storage tanks on both sides.

The height of the water tank is at least seven or eight meters, and nine giants stand silently in it.

All kinds of pipes and valves abound. The rusty smell in the air is mixed with the smell of contraband, which makes people cough.

"Where are you taking me?" I asked in horror as the workers dragged me forward.

One of them replied, "Of course it's a mess."

I said in horror: "Soup?"

Above the workshop, there are several bridges made of iron plates, which are convenient for workers to maintain the water tanks. After going upstairs, we walked along the iron bridge to one of the water tanks, and someone said to me.

"This is the No. [-] water tank. Zhang Ping jumped into it at the beginning and drowned alive. Today, I will let you taste the tap water from our factory."

Needless to say, this is what Zhang Ping meant. She is the leader of this group of workers. Seeing that I don't agree, she became murderous towards me.

The workers dragged me up to the water tank. I was afraid of heights, but when I looked down, my body became limp. Someone opened the top cover and shouted, "Get her in!"

There was an unsolved mystery about the suicide incident in the water factory that year. Although the water tanks were large, the entrance was very narrow. Unless the valve was opened by electric welding, it was impossible to stuff a living person into it.

How did the workers jump in and kill themselves?
This is somewhat inexplicable.

I looked down at the little cover, and I was a little relieved that it couldn't even fit one of my feet.

"Don't bother, I can't get in."

Turning around, I looked at the workers whose faces were covered with white cloth: "Call Zhang Ping out, I have something to say to her."

"Go in and talk!"

Seven or eight big hands pressed over at the same time, and suddenly, the top of the water tank seemed to be evaporated, and my feet were empty, and I fell directly into it!

This sudden scene made me panic on the spot. What was even more frightening was that the water tank was empty and there was no water. I fell directly to the bottom of the tank. In reality, falling from this height would at least break my leg.

After my butt fell to the ground, I felt a heart-rending pain in my buttocks, and my body was about to fall apart. When I looked up, the top of the water tank healed itself, and I was completely imprisoned in the No. [-] water tank.

The inside of the tank was pitch black, which made people feel acutely claustrophobic. I struggled to stand up and knocked hard on the tin tank, and there were bursts of dull sounds.

Shout out for help, the echo is deafening.

I kept frantically implying to myself that all this was illusory and a dream, but at this moment, the iron pipe above began to fill with water. Four waist-thick pipes poured water into it together. The tap water that had just been sprinkled with contraband, With a pungent stench, it poured down like a waterfall.

Looking up, I clearly felt the water pouring on our faces, but I couldn't do anything.

After a few minutes, the water was up to my neck, and the water level was still rising, and I was floating in the water.

The water in the pipe didn't stop until half of the water tank was filled. At this moment, I finally realized the desperation experienced by those workers before they died.

Their bodies will break down into pieces in the water and flow to thousands of households...

Just as he was thinking wildly, the bottom began to bubbling upwards, and a pale ghost emerged from the bottom of the water.

That figure was Zhang Ping. She was wearing a thin white dress, which was wet and clinging to her body. Her long black hair covered her face like a piece of cloth.

The two of us faced each other, soaking in the pitcher, and there was a dead silence around us.

Before I could speak, Zhang Ping grabbed my head and pushed me into the water. I tried my best to pinch me, but it didn't work at all.

I drank several sips of the pungent tap water, struggled to get out, panted and shouted: "You let me out, I can help you!"

Zhang Ping was stunned: "What you said is true?"

"I can find the person who forced you to commit suicide."

After I finished speaking, I looked at her nervously. Zhang Ping remained still for a long time, then slowly raised her head, and stretched out her hand to part her long hair: "Look at me... am I beautiful?"

I was terrified for a moment, and suddenly thought of what the security guard Lao Jia said, as long as I look at the face of the white-clothed female worker, I will go crazy and die!

(End of this chapter)