I really don't want to be a master

Chapter 52 Octopus
The old ghost was frightened by the accident on the ground, he shrank into a ball with a squeak, turned around and wanted to fly away, but hesitated and couldn't bear the bones on the ground.Seeing this, Liu Yusheng said solemnly: "Take the bones and go first, I will block it."

"But..." The old ghost hesitated to speak.

Liu Yusheng stared at the bulging soil bag, and said without looking back: "Don't worry, it can't do anything to me, don't let my family fortune go to waste, go!"

The old ghost's expression was a little strange, and he opened his mouth to say something, but his face changed from green to black several times, and finally he didn't say anything.It turned into a puff of black smoke, rolled up several bones on the ground and flew away whistling.As if feeling the old ghost's departure, the dirt on the ground began to vibrate violently, and a sharp claw stretched out from the dirt with a "swish".

Seeing that the old ghost had left with its skeleton, Liu Yusheng calmly walked over to close the door, and pasted a few talisman papers on it.After doing all this, he stared at the bulging dirt bag, a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes.

Zhang Yu's nickname is Octopus, and he is very vivid as his name suggests.He is a fresh graduate, and after looking for a job, he received a lot of stares, and finally found a job as a security guard in a factory far away from the urban area.A college student works as a security guard and has to get up early and late to patrol. Not to mention the hard work, the depression of being underappreciated is almost fatal.But now that the economy is in a downturn, the employment rate is not high, and all walks of life are in depression, it is already considered good for him to have a job.He has many classmates who are still at home after graduation for a long time.

The factory where the octopus is located is more than ten miles away from T City, next to a national highway.At 5 o'clock in the morning, he got up from the factory dormitory as usual, and ran on the national road to exercise.He is a person with ideals. He has never complained because of unsatisfactory work. He insists on exercising every day and reads when he is free. He is really a good boy who works hard.

The national highway next to the factory is National Highway 307. Usually, there are very few vehicles on this road, and it is even darker and quieter in the early morning. Not even a dog barking can be heard.Octopus ran silently on the road. He was used to the depression on this road, but today was destined to surprise him a lot.He was running, and suddenly found a black smoke in the distance, sweeping over at an extremely fast speed!
This black smoke is definitely not a car exhaust, let alone something like a tornado. It looks ghostly and makes people shudder.The octopus had never seen a puff of smoke so fast, it seemed to have a life of its own.He felt a little unsure, watching the black smoke gradually approaching, all kinds of legends told by the old people in the past could not help but surfaced in his mind.

Legend has it that the period from midnight to early morning is the time for ghosts to drive. The dead wander and the living retreat. Some ghosts are late for various reasons and turn into black smoke to speed up.Octopus looked at the black smoke from far and near, and felt more and more that this was the evil spirits that the old people had told him to drive away. His nervous palms were sweating. Attention the traveling dead.

The black smoke floated in front of the octopus in a short while, and he seemed to see a few skeletons engulfed in the black smoke, which made him more sure of his judgment.He stretched out his middle finger and put it on his mouth, and bit down hard, blood flowed out immediately.He pointed the bloody middle finger in the middle of his forehead, closed his eyes and said, "Bridges return to bridges, roads return to roads, Yin and Yang are separated, you will go on your own!"

The black smoke whizzed past the octopus, and the strong wind that brought it hurt his face, and the eerie coldness invaded his body, making him tremble all over.Fortunately, this situation did not last long, and the black smoke soon drifted away.A burst of "Jie Jie" strange laughter turned from loud to small, and slowly disappeared as the black smoke went away.After an unknown amount of time, the octopus cautiously opened his eyes, looked at the calm national road, and patted his chest with lingering fear.After such a incident, he was not in the mood to exercise, so he turned around and ran towards the factory area.

While running, the octopus murmured in his heart: "It's strange, I usually run here every day, and I have never encountered a ghost driving the road. What's the matter today?"

Just when the octopus ran to a place not far from the factory area, suddenly there was a "boom, bang" sound from far behind. It sounded like a train coming. If you listen carefully, it sounds like blacksmithing the sound of.He was like a frightened bird now, he would be startled by any movement, when he suddenly heard this sound, he stopped nervously, held his breath and turned around to look at the place where the sound came from.

Looking at the past, Octopus immediately felt that his brain was not enough. He saw a person riding a bicycle speeding along National Highway 307 in the distance.The word galloping is used because this person is riding a bicycle so fast!It is faster than ordinary cars!And that strange iron strike sound came from this speeding bicycle.

There are already colorful clouds in the east, and it seems that the sun will rise soon.The octopus gloated a little at the approaching bicycle.With a bicycle that runs so fast, it goes without saying that the person on board is not a human being, it is just another dead soul on the road.Unexpectedly, ghosts have started to use transportation now, but it is too petty to ride such a dilapidated car.No wonder the ghost was in a hurry to go. If the sun came out and it hadn't reached the place yet, wouldn't it be so frightened that it wouldn't be illuminated?

Octopus thinks he is too courageous, but in fact his psychological quality is really strong. Just now he saw a black smoke suspected to be a ghost, and now he saw a ghost riding a bicycle, but he is not afraid at all.He casually squeezed the finger he had just bitten off to make the blood flow out again, then put his finger on his forehead skillfully, closed his eyes and said: "Bridges return to bridges, roads return to roads, the dead wander and the living retreat, you Wait and go!"

When the speeding bicycle passed by the octopus, it suddenly stopped, and the ghost on the bicycle let out a sound, as if quite surprised.Octopus didn't expect that the method that worked just now wouldn't work anymore, and he didn't know what the ghost meant by stopping, so he nervously read aloud: "The stranger has retreated! The dead will go!"

The ghost on the bicycle suddenly burst out laughing. After laughing for a long time, he said out of breath, "Brother, you blocked the ghost's way, and you have yin on your body, which is also called evil spirit. If you have nightmares in the past few days Don't be afraid, as long as you calm down and bask in the sun, you will get better naturally. If you have any problems, come to the People's Hospital to find me, my name is Liu Yusheng."

Octopus thought it was the evil spirit trying to harm him, so he closed his eyes tightly and ignored the words of the man who claimed to be Liu Yusheng.He had heard the old man say that ghosts traveling on the road can't actually see strangers, just as strangers can't see them.But if strangers can see ghosts, they must not talk to them, otherwise they will be haunted by ghosts, and the consequences will be disastrous.

The people on the bicycle were not angry when they saw that the octopus ignored him, they laughed twice, got on the bicycle and went away in a blink of an eye.Octopus stood where he was, still shutting his eyes tightly and muttering solemnly: "The stranger has retreated, so hurry up..."

Seeing two ghosts in a row early in the morning, Octopus couldn't help yelling in his heart that he was unlucky, but he was smart enough not to tell anyone about it.Most of the ghost stories circulated in the world are fabricated, and the storytellers have never seen the real ghosts.If someone actually saw a ghost and then told about the dead person he saw, he must have a miserable end.The reason for this is that you can say anything about ghosts when you don't encounter them, but you must keep your mouth shut when you encounter them!Otherwise, if the ghost mentioned has a sense, something will happen.

It may be because of seeing ghosts that the octopus can't concentrate all day long and is always in a trance.Fortunately, his job was called patrolling, but in fact it was just wandering around, so he didn't have much to do at the end of the day.In the evening, when he returned to the factory dormitory, he lay down on the bed after washing, and he could not help but hear what the cyclist said: "Brother, you blocked the ghost road, you blocked the ghost road..."

Dazed, Octopus thought he was falling asleep, but his spirit seemed to be still awake.His soul left his body, floating in the air, and saw his body lying on the bed snoring.At this time, he saw that the door of the dormitory was opened, and a black shadow jumped in. This black shadow held a shining machete in his hand, and chopped at him without saying a word!

The octopus watched the black shadow cut his body into pieces with a machete, blood was flowing everywhere, and the whole dormitory was dyed red!But he couldn't make any reaction, he could only watch himself being hacked to death!That black shadow chopped the body of the octopus into countless pieces of meat, then opened its mouth wide and smiled at the soul of the octopus.

The octopus was frightened by the eerie laugh, he opened his mouth and screamed, "Ah!"

With a bang, the lights in the dormitory were turned on.The worker in the dormitory with the octopus shouted sleepily: "Octopus, wake up, wake up, did you have a nightmare?"

The octopus was brought back to life by the glare of the light. He touched his body covered in cold sweat and found that everything just now was just a dream.He heaved a sigh of relief in fear, and said sorry to his co-workers: "Yes, I had a nightmare. I'm sorry for disturbing your rest. Go to sleep, and you have to get up early tomorrow."

The lights were turned off, and the dormitory fell into darkness again, but the octopus couldn't sleep no matter what.The nightmare just now was so realistic, he seemed to feel the pain of the knife piercing into the flesh, and even smelled the smell of blood.He had never had such a terrible dream before. Could it be that he was possessed by an evil spirit, as the cyclist said?
(End of this chapter)