Chapter 50: :rub

Originally this was just a very simple matter, but when Wei Yan said it, it felt like a major event.
"Ceng?" Wei Yan frowned. Is this called Ceng?
"Yes." Seeing Wei Yan's ignorant appearance, Zheng Quzhi knew that he had guessed right. A person like him had a low EQ at first sight. He certainly didn't understand these things.
"Oh." Wei Yan looked down, then said after a moment: "Then don't rub against others in the future."
Zheng Quzhi nodded quickly: "I must be careful from now on!"
The big guys have spoken out warnings, does he dare not follow? From now on, keep your distance from Wei Yan and try to touch him as little as possible...

Early the next morning, Zheng Quzhi was awakened by the phone ringing.
"Hello?" Holding back the breath of the bed, he said in a dumb voice.
"Zhier!" Lian Liankan's voice came out of the phone. He seemed to be a little weak, not very energetic: "Are you okay?"
"It's like you who is in trouble? What happened to that Yan Yan yesterday?!!!" Zheng Quzhi's sleep dissipated in an instant, got up from the bed and asked urgently.
"Ah, don't mention it!" Lian Liankan's tone was a little bit more gritted: "Yesterday there was an accident on the road, and I ran into her car. I knocked my head and passed out and woke up at her house. Scared me..."
Zheng Quzhi sighed, this is the accident Luo Xintong said...
"You come to Wei's house another day. I'll get you a talisman. You remember to take it with you." Zheng Quzhi paused, then said: "That person really met a ghost yesterday, and today Wei Yan will go to the haunted house. ."
The other side of the phone was quiet for a long time before Lian Liankan's voice sounded: "Zhi'er, although Mr. Wei is quite capable, don't follow him to some dangerous places."
Zheng Quzhi was startled, then laughed out: "Aunt Lian, are you so worried about me?"
"Rolling." Lian Liankan said impatiently: "If I don't tell you, I have to go home! That hard-hearted woman really doesn't give any face, you have to stay up and down next time. year……"
After hearing that, Zheng Qu knew the black face and hung up the phone directly.
As soon as the blanket was lifted to get out of bed, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open. Zheng Quzhi subconsciously looked over, and the two of them faced each other.
Wei Yan first looked away and said coldly, "Today I'm going to the haunted house, you go together."
Zheng Quzhi squinted his eyes and saw that his ears were red, he hurriedly looked down, and then silently pulled the blanket to cover himself. After getting acquainted with this residence, he was used to sleeping naked at night. Looking at Wei Yan's appearance, isn't he accustomed to being shirtless?
Seeing that Wei Yan had already gone out, Zheng Quzhi took the blanket away. I don't know why, every time in front of Wei Yan, I feel like a big girl.
Such thinking is dangerous and unhealthy.
He rubbed his face to make himself awake.

The haunted house that was bustling with people yesterday already looked a little desolate. There is a cordon outside the haunted house, and several policemen are guarding it.
Zheng Quzhi pulled at the corner of Wei Yan's clothes and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Wei, do we have to sneak over at night?"
Isn't it all performed like this on TV? When encountering such a thing, the protagonists always wait till the dead of night to sneak in to investigate...
hiss--
Just think about it.
Upon hearing this, Wei Yan glanced at Zheng Quzhi inexplicably, and was about to say something. The police had already noticed the two of them and stepped over.
Upon seeing this, Zheng Quzhi's face changed. Since the last time he went to the police station, he felt scared when he saw the police. He hurriedly pulled Wei Yan, and said anxiously: "Mr. Wei, the police are here, let's go!"
"Mr. Wei! I'm looking forward to you!!"
The voice of the police and Zheng Quzhi's words sounded simultaneously.
Looking at the policeman's enthusiastic face and worshipful eyes, Zheng Quzhi looked up at the sky.
Damn, can you go back in time? He wanted to take back those few words that were silly before.
"Mr. Wei, who is this?" The older policeman looked at the man beside the famous Mr. Wei and took a few glances. I just feel that this man looks useless, and I don't understand why Mr. Wei took him instead of the two seemingly more reliable attendants.
Wei Yan was silent for a moment, frowning slightly.
"Haha, I'm eating and drinking from his family." Zheng Quzhi saw Wei Yan not speaking, afraid that he would be embarrassed, so he quickly stepped down.
"Family?" The police looked at them and their eyes changed.
"How many people were missing yesterday?" Wei Yan asked indifferently as if he hadn't seen their eyes.
Someone is missing?
Zheng Quzhi was stunned. The news only mentioned that the man was in a bad state of mind and committed suicide after being stimulated, but he did not mention half of the missing person.
"Five of the tourists from yesterday have not heard from them. After watching the surveillance, they disappeared in the haunted house out of thin air. They didn't release any news for fear of causing panic and came to you directly." The police continued.
With that, he handed Wei Yan the information of the missing person.
Wei Yan stretched out his hand to take it, frowned after turning a few pages, and said nothing.
"Go in." For a moment, Wei Yan raised his eyes and returned the information to the police. After dropping three words, he bent over the police and entered the cordon and walked toward the haunted house.
"Hey, wait for me!" Zheng Quzhi was a little flustered, and hurriedly said to the police: "Comrade police, let's go first!"
With that, he quickly caught up with Wei Yan.
Wei Yan wore a linen shirt today. The light gray shirt was put under the black pants, making his legs more slender.
Zheng Quzhi looked at it a few times, walked side by side with him, and exaggerated: "Mr. Wei, your clothes are really fashionable, not at all like the feng shui masters and ghost catchers in those TV shows.
Hearing this, Wei Yan paused and turned his head to look at him with deep eyes: "Do you like it then?"
"Huh?" Zheng Quzhi was startled and scratched his head: "I like your style very much. I feel that our dressing styles are quite similar, but I like to wear a more comfortable T-shirt recently..."
Before he finished speaking, Wei Yan had already retracted his gaze and continued to walk forward blankly.
Zheng Quzhi: "..." It's too rude!

This is the second time Zheng Quzhi has entered the haunted house. Compared with the previous time, there is no scary sound effect from the staff in the haunted house this time, only the dismal green light for lighting.
The haunted house is quiet. Although there are no tourists' screams and terrifying sound effects, the atmosphere is obviously several times more terrifying than last time.
As if perceiving Zheng Quzhi's uneasiness, Wei Yan lowered his head and glanced at him, walked a few steps towards him, and calmly said, "I won't let you trouble."
Wei Yan was a little close to Zheng Quzhi when he spoke, and the breath he exhaled was also cool. When he spoke, the breath sprayed on Zheng Quzhi's neck and face.