I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

After that, Xiao Lan stopped talking to the ghosts in the house, the other party seemed to have no interest in chatting, and the room fell into silence again.

The whole room seemed to be Xiao Lan alone.

However, Xiao Lan is very clear that there can only be one "person" in the interior, and the other person cannot be a person in any way.

After a quick shower, today's bed is still not packed, and Xiao Lan is lying on the couch again ready to sleep.

Before falling asleep, he pumped his head into the air and said, "Good night."

The room was dark and there was no sound.

Just when Xiao Lan thought that he would not get a response.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew up the curtains. The wind was very soft. I didn't know it was just a gust of wind, or a "good night" that he could not hear.

In the next few days, Xiao Lan continued his work life.

But after the beating on the first day of work, he learned well these days and returned to his home early while the sky was still bright. He had never encountered such a thing as being chased by a female ghost.

For this reason, his work efficiency has also improved and won praise from his predecessors.

However, he will still be a little uneasy when he goes to work.

But there are so many people in the office. With the increase in popularity, it doesn't make people feel scared anymore, and without the occurrence of a spiritual event again, he slowly let his mind down.

Probably, it was just an accident to meet a female ghost.

How can normal people see ghosts in the work so easily.

The time came to Friday in a blink of an eye.

I originally thought I could take a break, but the sad newcomer rookie Xiao Lan received the news of working overtime on the weekend.

Along with it, there is a bowl of washed-brained chicken soup, which probably means to treat the company as a home. In order to build our home, everyone should work hard and the like.

Xiao Lan, who has seen the essence of the workplace, will no longer be fooled.

Bah, employees treat the company as the owner, but does the company treat the employee as the person?

Although vomiting in my heart, the work should still be done.

The next day, Xiao Lan still got up from work, but because it was overtime, the working hours were more flexible, but he did not need to report on time as usual.

When going out, Xiao Lan met Uncle Zhang who changed the light bulb in the corridor.

After greeting him, Xiao Lan suddenly thought of things related to the 712 he lived in. Who is the ghost living in the house? Perhaps Uncle Zhang will know that it is not necessarily something.

Xiao Lan asked: "Do you know what happened before 712? Why is it so empty for so long?"

Uncle Zhang chatted while changing the light bulb: "712... I heard that there was a man living in the house before, and then one day he disappeared, but the property fee has been paid all the time."

Xiao Lan said: "It's gone? What happened to the man?"

Uncle Zhang glanced at Xiao Lan: "Boy, are you worried that you are living in a haunted house?"

Xiao Lan thought, not worried, he was quite sure he had moved into the haunted house.

He still asked: "What happened after all, will this house be vacant for so long?"

Uncle Zhang smiled: "It's really not that. The man is said to have left by himself. Someone saw him when he left, but no one knows where he went. Maybe someone else is rich, so I don't want to live here. Come back."

"Do you know what that person's name is?" Xiao Lan asked.

Uncle Zhang shook his head: "That was all about ten years ago. The apartment management at that time was not mine either. I listened to an old resident who had moved before, and no one may remember that person now. Who is it."

Farewell to Uncle Zhang, Xiao Lan walked towards the elevator.

Maybe he can ask the landlord who has lived in this room before, but... will the landlord really tell him?

And, although he cares a bit about the ghost of 712, does the other party really want him to know his identity? Out of respect, is it better not to get to the bottom?

In the elevator room, Xiao Lan found that there was another man standing in front of the elevator.

The man's black hair was tall, his legs were long, and he was wearing a black shirt and trousers. He stood there casually, but he still appeared elegant.

Hearing the footsteps, the man waiting for the elevator turned back and showed a super handsome face.

Seeing Xiao Lan, he smiled and said hello: "Hello, are you a newly moved tenant?"

Xiao Lan also nodded at him: "Hello, my name is Xiao Lan, I moved here last week."

The man reached out to him: "My name is Filo, I am a painter and have lived here for a long time."

Xiao Lan reached out and shook his hand, but he didn't expect the man to look tall and tall, but his hands were cold.

Is this the body cold that my mother said? Unexpectedly, both men and women will have this problem.

Today's elevator came slowly, and the two chatted.

During the chat, Xiao Lan learned that Filo usually liked reading.

He reads almost everything. According to Filo, books of various subjects are very interesting, and the reading process will stimulate his creative inspiration.

This reminded Xiao Lan of the big bookcase in his room. Filo should like those books very much.

However, thinking of the things that belonged to the original household, people also saved his life, and Xiao Lan was embarrassed to take it out and act out of favor.

Suddenly, Filo's words changed: "Are you interested in supernatural events?"

Xiao Lan thought for a while: "I was not interested before, but I'm a little uncertain recently."

Filo gave a meaningful smile: "It's better not to be too interested in these things, otherwise they will be easily caught by them."

Before Xiao Lan continued to chat, the elevator arrived.

Xiao Lan, who had to go to work, stepped into the elevator, but Fello did not follow in.

Facing Xiao Lan's puzzled look, Filo said: "I'm waiting for the elevator going upstairs to find a friend."

"Oh, goodbye." Xiao Lan said, pressing the first floor.

"Goodbye." Filo's words fell, and the elevator doors closed slowly.

Coming to the company, Xiao Lan realized that not everyone needed to work overtime.

There were only a few people sitting sparsely in the office.

They all looked discouraged, and it was not a pleasant thing to be the son of a natural person who was chosen to work overtime on a day when everyone was resting.

Although feeling depressed, the sons of the natural selection still have to continue to work.

Xiao Lan is printing some materials beside the printer.

The printing process is mechanical and boring, making people feel uncomfortable.

Just as Xiao Lan reached out to pick up the printed materials, suddenly a cold, stiff hand stretched out of the printer and grabbed his wrist.

There were still long red nails on that hand, which caused Xiao Lan a deep psychological shadow.

Xiao Lan was taken aback by this movement and subconsciously withdrew his hand.

I didn't expect the hand to be recovered very smoothly, and I didn't feel any obstructive force at all.

Xiao Lan looked at it again, everything was as usual near the printer, there was no sudden hand, and the materials he printed were still in place.

As if everything just happened was just his illusion.

Xiao Lan turned his gaze to his wrist in disbelief, but found a fingerprint on it that had not faded, and even the traces of his fingers could be clearly seen.

This is not an illusion.

Xiao Lan felt heavy, and it seemed that the female ghost had found him again.

He felt that he was really unlucky. As soon as he worked overtime, he would meet this young lady. He worked overtime already miserably. As a result, the ghost had to treat him like this.

Xiao Lan hurriedly put away the information and returned to his seat. He tried to calm down and let himself return his attention to work.

But staring at the computer for several minutes, the hand that had just appeared in his head.

No way, Xiao Lan intends to calm down with a glass of water.

He picked up the glass and went to the pantry.

Today's pantry is very quiet, because a lot of colleagues who love gossip do not come to work, and the rest want to chat is also weak.

Xiao Lan took a glass of water casually and looked out the window with the glass, hoping to relax himself.

The city outside the window is still prosperous, because there are many people on the street because of the weekend, and it looks very lively.

Xiao Lan raised his glass while looking at the scenery outside the window.

Suddenly, Xiao Lan felt something on her lips.

It is thin, long, and very soft, but it is not the touch of any kind of food.

The water in his mouth suddenly showed a strange smell, making him smell sick and almost vomiting.

Xiao Lan hurriedly took the glass away.

He endured the disgusting look at the glass in his hand, and saw the original pure water, but now it was as muddy as the river water, and there were still a few hairs floating inside.

Xiao Lan's scalp is numb, he just drank it just now!

God knows what it would be like to drink it.

He hurried to the pool and poured the entire glass of water directly into the pool.

Then he turned on the faucet, observed that there was no problem with the water, and began to rinse his mouth frantically, and it took a while to wash away the strange feeling that remained on his lips.

After doing all this, Xiao Lan stood by the pool, feeling that his head was about to explode.

Why aren't the ghosts endless?

He was a rookie who first entered the workplace. Even this city is the first time to come. It can be said that there is no injustice with this female ghost. Why did the other party stare at him?

Xiao Lan's previous movements also attracted the attention of others.

A small flat-headed man in a professional suit, looking serious, came towards him: "What's wrong with you?"

Xiao Lan looked up and found that this man was his own project manager. He quickly said, "Good manager, I'm fine."

The project manager looked at him, "Are you a new intern Xiao Lan?"

Xiao Lan said, "Yes."

The project manager’s expression became a little weird. His eyebrows were tangled together. Looking at Xiao Lan was like looking at a bit of garbage again: "You also took an intern before your current position."

Xiao Lan was a little puzzled. Why did the manager tell him this? Was he telling him that he would become his predecessor if he didn't work hard?

The project manager did not wait for his answer and said to himself: "I remember it was a pretty woman. Many male colleagues discussed her in private. She knew she was lazy in the pantry all day long, and she also put on makeup It’s the same as going to be a star. The most annoying thing is that when two weeks ago, I suddenly left, I didn’t even complete the resignation procedures."

He looked at Xiao Lan with disgust: "Well, if you are like this, it is better to resign early, it is a waste of my time."

The project manager beat the newcomer and walked away without looking back.

Xiao Lan felt cold in his heart after hearing this.

Not because of the implied warning meaning in the other party's words, but because of the disappearance time of the female intern.

Two weeks ago, exactly one week before he joined, what happened would make her fail to go through the resignation procedures.

Xiao Lan couldn't help but think of the gossip he heard when he went to work on the first day.

Is this the one who jumped the building before?

But this is even more strange. At that time, I hadn't even come to this city. Even the offer was only obtained afterwards. Why did the female ghost stare at him?

Is it because the stinky man took his seat?

Not at all...

Xiao Lan thought, leaving the tea room absently.

I didn't expect to hit a person.

"I'm sorry." Xiao Lan quickly apologized. He felt that he was too absent today, and he was almost nervous.

"It's okay." The person he hit was not angry.

It was an uncle in a loose suit, chubby, bald, and was looking at him with a smile on his face: "Are you uncomfortable?"

Having just experienced a bitter and harsh project manager, this uncle made Xiao Lan feel the warmth of spring breeze.

However, Xiao Lan is not easy to say that he is a hell, he can only say: "It's okay, just rest."

The uncle looked at Xiao Lan’s uncomfortable complexion and said, “Young people know that hard work is a good thing, but they should also pay attention to their health. If their health is not good, it’s okay to ask for a few days off. I made you please, don’t worry."

Xiao Lan was a little confused: "Are you?"

The uncle laughed: "Oh, I am your boss. I usually preside over the employee's birthday party at the end of the month. You haven't seen me before. It must be new this month?"

Xiao Lan nodded: "Well, I only came this week."

The boss looked at Xiao Lan and seemed to understand something. He lowered his voice and asked, "Did you hear any rumors and was scared?"

Xiao Lan: "..."

Does he mean yes or no?

I feel that both options are in danger of being expelled...

The boss's familiar expression: "The things that aren't all are employees gossiping."

He said that he found a talisman from his pocket and stuffed it into Xiao Lan's hands: "If you are afraid, this one is for you. I have always worn this talisman close to me. It is said that the master opened it."

Xiao Lan hurriedly refused: "No, this is too expensive for me to accept."

The boss shook his head: "It's okay, my mom believes this. She always buys it for me. I don't know if it works, but I would rather trust it or not."

"Furthermore, every employee is the company's most valuable asset. You will be better if you are good. Don't be embarrassed. I still have a lot in my family. If I change the day, I will give you something else."

Seeing that his boss said that this was his share, Xiao Lan had no choice but to take it.

After thanking the boss, the two parted ways, and Xiao Lan walked towards his work station.

Since he came to this company, the boss is the first person he met with. He didn't expect the boss to care about his employees so much, which made him feel a little surprised.

After having the amulet, I did not know whether it was psychological comfort. Xiao Lan did not meet the female ghost again.

Without the interference of the female ghost, he can finally settle down to continue the follow-up work.

But because of a delay before, Xiao Lan tried hard to catch up with the progress today, but after he finished the job at hand, it was still dark.

Xiao Lan left the office a little nervously.

On the way, he couldn't help but pull out the amulet and hold it tightly. It was probably that the amulet was really effective. It was very smooth to leave the company all the way. He no longer heard the sound of high heels that made his scalp numb.

Seeing the apartment in front of him, Xiao Lan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He pressed the elevator, perhaps it was repaired by Uncle Zhang, and the lights of the elevator did not flash today. It looks normal except for the older one.

Xiao Lan entered the elevator and pressed the 7th floor.

Soon the feeling of elevator running appeared, Xiao Lan waited for the elevator to open the door while looking at the mobile phone.

But after a while, he didn't wait until the door opened.

Does it take so long to go to the last 7th floor?

Xiao Lan raised his head in doubt, did the elevator break down again?

As a result, he saw a picture that made him cool down—

The floor of the elevator displayed a striking "-2".

Then under the watchful eye of Xiao Lan, it slowly became "-3", then "-4", and went all the way down.

Xiao Lan felt like she was thrown away and thrown into the Antarctic wilderness to survive. The whole person was cold.

This apartment... has no basement at all!

Where is he going?

Xiao Lan tried to press the floor again, but the button did not respond at all. He tried to press the emergency call again, and there was still no response.

At this moment, Xiao Lan was trapped in the forced elevator, feeling his heart beating faster.

The high-risk environment of horror films really deserves its reputation.

Fortunately, Xiao Lan drank less water today, otherwise he might have urine.

Xiao Lan once again squeezed the amulet in his hand, hoping that it would show off its might.

Probably the fairy was off work, this time the amulet did not play the same effect as before.

The next second, the elevator fell into darkness, and all sounds stopped, including the sound of the elevator running.

In this silent darkness, it is almost necessary to make people forget where they are.

Suddenly, a pair of cold and stiff hands pinched Xiao Lan's neck fiercely.

Xiao Lan can clearly feel the slender fingers and sharp long nails of these hands, this feeling is very familiar, this is-

The female ghost yesterday.

The female ghost's hand was getting harder and harder, and he almost broke his neck.

Along with it, there is the kind of coldness that seems to come from the depths of hell.

Xiao Lan resisted desperately, trying to break apart these seemingly delicate hands, but they were comparable to iron and stone hands.

But the feeling of suffocation is still getting stronger and stronger. Xiao Lan feels that the female ghost's cold and wet hair is constantly sweeping on his face and arm, rubbing a goose bump.

During the struggle, the amulet that he had clung to his hand fell to the ground.

Xiao Lan didn't have time to pick it up. It seems that the old man was fooled when he was shopping. What kind of master has ever opened it, this amulet is simply useless.

Xiao Lan felt that his chest was about to explode, and the blood vessels in his brain were about to burst.

He stood unsteady and staggered a few steps.

Just when Xiao Lan felt that she might be here today, the elevator suddenly lit up, and the hand of the female ghost on her neck disappeared instantly.

"Cough cough cough..." Xiao Lan coughed desperately, absorbing the outside air with difficulty.

Before he could raise the joy of escaping from the dead, the elevator door suddenly opened.

The already frightened Xiao Lan was taken aback by this movement.

He turned his head subconsciously, but saw Filo standing in the elevator door.

Filo is still the same as he had seen before. He is dressed in black, with a tall and elegant posture, and the lights outside the elevator appear with him.

Xiao Lan looked at Ferro's face and felt that the other side was simply handsome.

Especially at the moment, it seems that the whole body is holy light, and the kind that can go to heaven by inserting wings.

Filo seemed puzzled: "Why have you stayed on the first floor without pressing buttons?"

Xiao Lan recovered, and stopped looking straight at him unreasonably.

He looked behind Filo, it was true that the first floor of the apartment was right.

He turned to look at the button of the elevator again.

The buttons were all gray, and the 7th floor he had pressed before, and the elevator all the way down seemed to be just an illusion.

He actually stayed on the first floor without moving.

Xiao Lan couldn't help but touch his neck. Isn't it just an illusion to just pinch his neck?

Filo suddenly frowned: "What did you bring unclean?"

Xiao Lan was a little puzzled and could not help but examine herself.

At this time, his afterglow swept to the amulet that had fallen to the ground before.

In the struggle, he didn't know when he stepped on it, and broke the seal of the amulet.

Exposed from inside is a long black hair.