Xiaoyao Xiaoyao in the mountains

Yang Xiaobao's face was calm, and he couldn't see his mental activities at all.

"The key is that the family of the fourth child came over and caused a lot of trouble, so we lost a little time."

said the dark-faced man.

With thin cheeks, the one named Awei said, "How do you say it?"

"It must be to make the boss lose money, after all, people die here."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaobao understood where the two of them had gone.

"Okay, it doesn't matter about our business, let's go back to sleep." The old man in his 50s looked at Yang Xiaobao and said.

The three walked towards their dormitory, while Yang Xiaobao pretended to take something and opened the trunk.

After they walked for a few minutes, Yang Xiaobao closed the trunk and tiptoed to the door of their dormitory.

Then I heard a quarrel coming from inside.

"I said Awei, do you want to tell the truth to that young man surnamed Yang?"

It was the voice of the man in his fifties.

"What nonsense are you talking about? How could I tell others that kind of thing?"

"Hmph, I think you just want to talk to him about that." It was the voice of the dark-faced man, "Don't deny it."

"Three of them are dead now, who knows who will be next?" Awei said.

"Let's leave tomorrow!" said the man in his 50s. "Whether we get the money or not, we will leave tomorrow."

"Boss, this can't work. We hired a Taoist priest and spent a lot of money. We have to get paid before leaving." The dark-faced man said.

"That's right, boss, otherwise our time will be wasted." Awei said.

There was silence inside for a while, and Yang Xiaobao heard the man in his 50s sigh and said: "Tomorrow we will go to Mr. Lin's company to ask for money, and we must get the money back."

There was another silence.

Then, I heard a creak, the door was opened, and a man's head stuck out and looked around.

Seeing no one, he shrank back again.

After the door was closed, Yang Xiaobao slowly stood out from the darkness.

Fortunately, he hid in time just now, otherwise he would definitely be spotted by that dark-faced guy.

Yang Xiaobao walked back to his dormitory slowly, still very puzzled.

What are they talking about?

From listening to their conversation, Yang Xiaobao knew that the death of those three people must be related to what they said.

Did Awei tell himself about that matter?

It seems that he needs to find an opportunity to have a good talk with this Ah Wei.

Yang Xiaobao called Lin Tairan and told Lin Tairan what he heard just now.

The main thing is that they want wages.

Lin Tairan sighed, and said: "If they really come to the company to ask for money, I have to give the money, Xiaobao, you know, the wages of migrant workers cannot be owed."

Why doesn't Yang Xiaobao know this?

But he said: "Boss Lin, you can give them the money, but can you delay it for a day and give it to them the day after tomorrow, can you?"

"Little Treasure, is there any difference between one day and two days?" Lin Tairan asked.

Yang Xiaobao smiled and said: "Of course there is a difference, you just listen to me and delay for a day."

"Can you find out the truth on this day?"

Yang Xiaobao smiled and said, "It should be fine."

"Then I will delay it for another day." Lin Tairan said, "This is nothing to me at all."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Xiaobao had a look at yesterday, and stayed there until the early morning, and then he went to the highest point of the construction site, hiding in the dark, waiting quietly.

He looked around the construction site, but he didn't see wandering or ghosts, let alone resentful ghosts.

It seems that it is wrong to say that this construction site used to be a cemetery.

Like yesterday, Yang Xiaobao didn't sleep in the dormitory until after four o'clock in the morning.

This night, I still found nothing and saw nothing.

Yang Xiaobao returned to the dormitory and slept until the afternoon.

He was awakened by a noise.

Yang Xiaobao walked out with blurred eyes, and saw many workers standing outside, discussing something enthusiastically.

Yang Xiaobao stopped a person and asked, "What's the matter? What happened?"

"Nothing happened. Today we went to the big boss's company to ask for wages."

Yang Xiaobao snorted, and asked calmly: "How did it turn out?"

"Boss Lin has promised us that he will pay us tomorrow." The guy said excitedly, "We can finally go back!"

"That's great."

As Yang Xiaobao said, he turned and walked towards his dormitory.

He saw the thin-cheeked man named Awei, also standing in the crowd, staring at him.

Yang Xiaobao walked into his dormitory as if he hadn't seen him at all.

Since Lin Tairan agreed to pay them wages, success or failure only depends on this night.

This is also the night of the third day, I don't know if that "thing" will come.

On this day, he stayed in the dormitory except for eating.

Even when Lin Yingwan called to ask him out to play, he also pushed her.

Until eleven o'clock in the evening, Yang Xiaobao never went out.

Maybe because I got my salary tomorrow, the construction site is much more lively than usual.

They decided to get paid and get out of here, so they had a big drink before parting.

These workers bought a lot of cold dishes and cheap liquor, ate and drank together, and talked about various interesting things.

Seeing such a lively scene, it seems that he has forgotten about the death before.

They also selectively forgot about Yang Xiaobao and left him alone in the dormitory.

Yang Xiaobao didn't care about these things, and was a little happy.

When everyone was still busy, he quietly slipped to the place where he had been hiding for the past two days.

Sitting on the high stand, Yang Xiaobao listened to these workers punching and drinking.

They didn't leave until after one o'clock in the morning.

After the construction site quieted down, Yang Xiaobao let out a long breath of relief.

The workers drank to take advantage of Yang Xiaobao's wishes.

Only after they drink, will they sleep more and die, and they will not know what will happen later.

Yang Xiaobao waited patiently until three o'clock in the morning.

Just when he thought that "something" would never come again, he suddenly saw a figure walking erratically from a distance.

Judging from the outline of this figure, it is undoubtedly a person.

But the walking posture of this figure is very strange.

The correct statement is that the man has no motion of walking at all.

It is more correct to say that it is walking, but it is slipping.

Because the two legs have nothing to move.

When this figure floated under the street lamp, Yang Xiaobao saw a thick cloud of black air surrounding it.

This mass of black air is like a moth under a layer of lamp.

Seeing this situation, Yang Xiaobao was overjoyed, knowing that he should come, he finally came.