Starting from the folklore forum, making up town objects

Chapter 72 Sieve
It was already past five in the afternoon when Huang Minghao returned to the city.

By the time he had brushed and baked the sieve seven times according to the saying "the sky is incomplete and the earth is imperfect", it was already dark.

It was at this time that Huang Minghao remembered that he had not taken something.

He took out his cell phone and sent a message to "Pale Yongnian".

"Boss Bai, it's a little late for me. Can I go over and get my things now?"

After waiting for about ten minutes, Huang Minghao finally received the message in anxiety.

Huang Minghao felt something was wrong and it turned out to be true.

"It takes about two hours to get from Lingyuan City to my place. By then it's already half past eight, and the workers in the factory have all gone off work."

Huang Minghao was just about to ask him to put the things in a place and he would go to get them, but then he saw the words that followed.

"Well, I'll ask a deliveryman to send it to you. Give me the address, and you can receive it before 9 o'clock."

"Thank you, thank you so much, Boss Bai!"

Huang Minghao was very grateful.

"fine."

After the communication, Huang Minghao felt refreshed.

When a person is unlucky, even drinking cold water will get stuck in his teeth. When a person is lucky, everything goes smoothly.

"Boss Bai is my good fortune!"

Huang Minghao said this and looked at the sieve on the table.

"How about... try it?"

Huang Minghao reached out and touched the sieve, then pulled his hand back.

Although "Tiancan Dique" said that this might be useful or not, he still backed down.

He looked so awesome before, looking for dirty things in the room, but that was because he knew he couldn't find them.

But now, with this sieve, it is really possible to find it!
He might be a little neurotic if he could still deceive himself when he couldn't find it. If he really found it and still couldn't solve it, he felt like he would go crazy!

Time passes little by little.

Huang Minghao endured the feeling of being watched at home. He watched TV, got up and walked around, and then took out his mobile phone to listen to music.

But he himself did not notice that he was looking at the sieve more and more frequently.

Seeing that it was already 8:, Huang Minghao thought about going downstairs to wait for someone to deliver the goods.

But when he stood up, his eyes fell on the sieve again.

What if the sieve doesn't work?
Then what’s the use of his stone sculpture?

I don’t know what he was thinking, but Huang Minghao reached out, picked up the sieve, and put it on his face.

The holes in the rice sieve are not small. If you look closely, you can even see the entire door five meters away through one hole.

But Huang Minghao didn't get very close, he just looked at the whole thing through the rice sieve.

When he first saw it, Huang Minghao was very panicked.

But when he looked through the rice sieve, he found that there was no difference except that it was blurry and incomplete.

Only then did he feel relieved.

Afterwards, Huang Minghao held the rice sieve to his face with one hand and used his mobile phone to provide light with the other hand, and searched under the sofa, under the bed, and in the cabinets in the room again.

Unfortunately, but fortunately, nothing was found.

"Is it really useless?"

Huang Minghao had mixed feelings. On the one hand, he hoped that the sieve would be useful, but on the other hand, he didn't want it to be useful.

Seeing that only the kitchen and the bathroom were left to be checked, Huang Minghao began to feel nervous.

In the kitchen, I looked at the cupboards and other places, and even looked inside and under the refrigerator.

Nothing.

In the end, only the toilet was left.

After he left today, I asked the cleaning staff to clean the sewer. It has been disinfected, so I am not worried about so many moths anymore.

He entered the bathroom and looked behind the toilet, under the sink, and in all the dark corners he could see. He even picked up the cup that held his toothbrush and took a look at it.

Still nothing.

"useless?"

Huang Minghao was very disappointed. The feeling of being watched was still there, but he couldn't find the source.

Feeling annoyed, Huang Minghao looked at the location of the bathroom floor drain again.

He walked over, opened the floor drain, pulled out the partition, and shone the light from his cell phone towards the sewer.

The opening of the floor drain was originally small, and with the sieve on Huang Minghao's face, it was difficult to see clearly.

"grass!"

Huang Minghao cursed and took the rice sieve off his face. Just as he was about to throw the thing, a moth flew out from the floor drain.

Looking at the little moth, Huang Minghao became even angrier.

I spent two hundred bucks to get it processed, and this is the result?
Snapped!
He threw the rice sieve in his hand towards the wall where the moth was, and hit the moth steadily.

Huang Minghao showed a relieved expression on his face and took down the rice sieve.

"That's all you're good for."

Huang Minghao was stunned when he turned over the rice sieve.

What about moths?
He looked very carefully just now, and the moth did not fly away at all.

But now, there is nothing on the wall or on the rice sieve!

What about moths?
Huang Minghao was astonished, and suddenly saw another moth flying up from the floor drain and landing on the wall.

In a trance, Huang Minghao felt that this position was exactly the same as the position where the one just landed.

Snapped!
Subconsciously, he swung the sieve.

This time he looked more carefully, and looked around without removing the sieve, but no moth flew out.

So, the moth must still be under the sieve.

Huang Minghao held his breath.

Slowly remove the sieve, and the wall will be as clean as new.

Sieve, no variegated colors!
What about moths?
Huang Minghao was stunned.

Buzz~buzz~
The vibration of the phone made Huang Minghao shiver and he almost threw the phone away.

I picked up the phone and answered it. The delivery man had arrived.

"Okay, I'll go down right away, you wait a moment..."

Huang Minghao stood up and was about to leave, but at this moment, another moth flew out from the floor drain and landed in the same place.

Huang Minghao was numb.

He picked up the sieve, and this time, instead of hitting it, he hit it on the face.

Through the gap in the rice sieve, he saw the moth. It was indeed there, not a ghost.

With a sigh of relief.

"Was it my eyes that were blurry just now?"

Huang Minghao put down the sieve and froze in place as he looked at the suddenly dense swarm of moths on the bathroom wall.

……

downstairs.

The delivery man had been waiting for five minutes, but no one came down yet.

He frowned and took out his cell phone to call again.

Just then, a figure staggered out and headed straight towards his car.

He must be the owner of the cargo, because he is the only car here.

But it looks like his legs and feet are not in good condition.

The master got off the car, took out the small stone sculpture weighing about ten pounds from the car and walked over.

"Mr. Huang, right? This is your stuff. Do you need me to take it up for you...eh?"

The truck driver was stunned when he saw Huang Minghao snatching the stone sculpture from his hands.

"Tsk! You have no manners at all. You deserve to have a weak leg!"

Get in the car, drive, and go!

At this time, Huang Minghao, holding Shi Zhen, stopped downstairs of his house.

After he discovered the wall of moths just now, his legs went weak.

But the moths did nothing to him.

After the fear, Huang Minghao used the sieve to look again, and there was only one.

What’s even worse is that Huang Minghao doesn’t know if it’s an illusion, but he always feels that the moth he saw through the sieve is different from the others. He was close at the time and saw that the structure of the moth’s head was very strange!
It’s like…like that’s not a moth’s head, it’s a human head!
This guess made Huang Minghao even more panicked. He didn't dare to get closer to confirm whether his guess was correct. He could only stumble downstairs and get the stone town.

Now, Shi Zhen has got it, but... should he go back?
Huang Minghao thought it was irrational to go back even though he knew there was a ghost in the room.

But not going back doesn’t mean that thing doesn’t exist!

At least the moth hasn't attacked him yet. Maybe this is his chance?

With a ruthless heart, Huang Minghao mustered up the courage to do his first ghost hunting live broadcast.

Take a step and head towards the elevator!

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(End of this chapter)