I quickly followed Lin Sihan: "Wait for me! I have something to say..."

"What are you going to do again?" Lin Sihan said impatiently: "Don't you think your behavior is childish? I'm not a kindergarten teacher, and you don't have to think about attracting my attention. I still have to report, so please don't waste my time.

time."

Just as I was about to use my ghost eyes to get Lin Sihan away, I heard someone shouting from the curator's office on the second floor: "Who is outside?"

Lin Sihan turned around and opened the door and walked in: "Hello, I'm here to report to Lin Sihan."

When I entered, Lin Sihan was already sitting on the sofa, and my eyes fell directly on the man in a gray suit behind the desk.

The other party's hair is mostly white, and he looks to be in his sixties. According to this age, he should have retired. Why is he still working in the archives management?

The other party seemed to have read through my thoughts: "Are you Zhang Qiang? Sit down! My name is Wang Bo, and I am a re-employed archives editor in the library. The director is not here, so I will be responsible for receiving you."

As he spoke, Lao Wang picked up a cigarette without a filter. When I looked at his cigarette case, the other person held the cigarette case with his hand and put the cigarette in his pocket: "My cigarettes are not good, so I won't give them to you."

You sent it."

I took out a cigarette from my pocket and said, "I haven't seen a cigarette like this in several years. Can we exchange one?"

Lao Wang handed me the cigarette in his hand and then lit my cigarette. I quietly put the cigarette into my pocket.

Lao Wang took a puff of cigarette and said mysteriously: "Our archives was renovated by the Governor's Mansion. Many people died back then!"

"Remember, you must not work overtime past twelve o'clock in the future. Before twelve o'clock, go back to the duty room quickly and lock the door. Don't open the door if you hear any noise. If something happens to you here, we will still

I have to be reported to have died on the job, which is very troublesome!"

I was expressionless when I heard this, but Lin Sihan, the girl who reported with me, was so frightened that her face turned pale.

Seeing that I had no reaction, Lao Wang continued: "Xiao Zhang, don't believe it."

"This archives is evil! Several people have died in the past. Did you hear me clearly? Don't wander around the building after twelve o'clock, you know?"

"I know! I know!" I promised, but my eyes kept staring at the cigarette in Lao Wang's mouth.

Human smoking is different from ghost smoking. When a person smokes, he inhales air into his mouth. The flame of the cigarette is lowered very quickly. A heavy smoker can smoke a cigarette in a minute or two.

When a ghost smokes, he lets the smoke burn on its own, just like a ghost squatting next to an incense burner to smell the incense. The flame will not change much.

The loose ends on Lao Wang's cigarette were moving backwards, but I felt like something was wrong.

This old man is probably a little weird!

Warlocks should not be in a hurry when doing business, especially when fighting evil spirits that have become the norm.

People who come up and take pictures without caring about the magic talisman are either not warlocks, or they are fools who think that God is first and I am second.

I haven't yet figured out whether the water in the archives is deep or shallow, so if I start rashly like this, I'm sure I'll alert the enemy.

Besides, this Lao Wang seems to be telling me something on purpose, so why should I be anxious?

Seeing that I believed what he said, Lao Wang stood up and said, "I will first take you to familiarize yourself with the environment of the archives!"

Lao Wang took the two of us around the archives. Lin Sihan was feeling dizzy while walking, but my face was a little gloomy.

This archive really does have some tricks up its sleeve.

There are four doors in the archives, but there are eight corridors inside. There are actually more than ten intersections where the corridors intersect with each other.

"The cross divides yin and yang", according to the saying in the art, the crossroad is the place where the yang world and the underworld meet. At midnight, there will be ghosts at the crossroads turning to the underworld.

There are eight corridors in the archives, but only four doors, which means that if a person dies in the archives, there is definitely a half chance of not being able to get out. Once the ghost misses the time to enter the underworld, he will have to stay in the upper world.

If there was only one strange place in the archives, I probably wouldn't take it seriously. What's even more strange is the stairs in the archives.

Normal stairs should lead all the way to the top floor, but in the archives, the stairs have to change positions on each floor.

After I followed Lao Wang back from the first floor of the archives, I did not continue to go upstairs. Instead, he took us half a circle around the second floor before we found another staircase.

Lao Wang pointed to the stairs and said: "There are three stairs from the second floor to the third floor. Only this one can go up to the third floor. You should remember this to avoid taking the wrong path."

"Of those two stairs, one is only half repaired, and the other is against the wall. It's impossible to go up. Don't go wrong."

My brows moved again: The location of this staircase is in the northeast corner of the archives. According to the layout of the archives, this location is the ghost gate. This staircase is not for people to use!

But at this moment, Lin Sihan couldn't help but ask: "Won't you make a sign at the entrance of the stairs? Or draw a landmark on the ground or something? Who can remember this!"
Chapter completed!