In a dark night, Yan Qing was alone, grinning and limping, walking hard on a road leading down the mountain. The canopy of the trees on both sides of the road is even more black, as if they are trying their best to overwhelm Yan Qing.
A gust of yin wind brought a bone-seeking chill.
Yan Qing couldn't help but shudder, her neck tightened, and her eyes glanced vigilantly around...
The big trees on both sides of the road swayed freely with the wailing sound of the gloomy wind, and at the same time they said unscrupulously: Wow... rustle, Wow... rustle, wow... provocatively.
It is vaguely visible that behind the forest belt is a weedy grass, and the weeds blown down by the wind reveal black tombstones.
The faint blue ghost fire flashed, dangling, wandering around.
This is a cemetery!
"Don't go...you don't go...come back...come back...".
suddenly came from behind, a woman calling from far and near.
Yan Qing shuddered again, his neck became rigid from tight. His legs trembled involuntarily, and even his breathing started to tremble.
Her heart was beating wildly, even she could hear the sound of it.
She clearly heard this strange call.
She wants to speed up and leave. But his body turned stiffly in response to the call.
In a daze, two white shadows approached Yan Qing from far and near. Yan Qing watched the two white robes ghostly drifting in the wind.
No...No! What's dark on the white robe is not eye-catching in the night because their loose hair covers all their faces.
"Ah!" Yan Qing was shocked and gasped.
is a ghost! Two female ghosts! They were now less than ten meters away from Yan Qing. The pale, bare feet were a foot away from the ground.
Yan Qing was stunned, staring at them stupidly, his brain blank.
everything seems to be still.
She couldn't remember how many ghost stories she had heard, how many ghost novels she had read, but it was the first time that she had seen it with her own eyes.
Another cloudy wind blew by, and the tree stunned a flock of birds.
A group of faintly blue ghost fire drifted faintly in front of the female ghost.
The dark wind blew away the female ghost's long hair, and the two female ghosts showed half of their pale and blue faces, which looked particularly abrupt in this dark night. One of the female ghosts rolled a pair of white eyes, no blackness could be seen in her eyes, and there was no anger in her bulging eyes! The blood-red tongue hung under his chin, and the corners of his mouth were dripping with nauseating sticky saliva.
Yan Qing screamed, thinking "Ah...". But as soon as her mouth opened, "Ah" came out, and another female ghost put a finger on her mouth and made a "hush" gesture of silence.
Yan Qing did not dare to make a sound, and only heard a voice in her ears "Don't talk...Don't talk". The voice was ethereal.
Yan Qing's whole body was tensed, trembling, and his teeth clucked unwillingly.
"I'm silent, I'm silent, I'm obedient." Yan Qing thought to herself: "Listen to her"
Yan Qing was shivering, and there was no blood on her face.
At this moment, the female ghost who gestured had arrived in front of Yan Qing, and the two were close to each other.
No, it should be a short distance between people and ghosts.
Yan Qing could clearly feel that the female ghost blowing on her face was cold and secretive, and the stench was unpleasant. The whole body also exudes an indescribable musty smell of rotting flesh.
Yan Qing had a nausea, and a stream of food surged from bottom to top in his stomach to his throat. Yan Qing suddenly stunned his neck and squeezed back.
"Don't talk...Don't talk..." The female ghost didn't open her mouth, but the eerie voice echoed in Yan Qing's ears. The voice of
is like the voice of the devil from hell. It is low and deep, but it reveals a gloomy, eerie, and irresistible power.
Yan Qing obeyed without saying a word, not even daring to breathe.
"Don't speak...Don't speak..." The female ghost was expressionless, stretched out a hand slowly and slowly towards Yan Qing's neck while transmitting the voice, "Don't speak...Don't speak". The voice of
is deep, slow, and calm, but it is full of gaze towards humans!
The female ghost grinned, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, her eyesYan Qing stared straight at Yan Qing.
Yan Qing still obeyed, not dare to come out.
The cold, pale hands of the female ghost have long pointed nails, and the nails are covered with dark brown blood stains.
has reached out to Yan Qing's throat. It was still a little bit slowly, but tightly and decisively, it strangled Yan Qing's neck, the more strangled it became.
Yan Qing took a deep breath, and the cold, bone-seeking fingers were like a poisonous snake who had just escaped from being confined in a thousand-year cold cellar, slowly but tightly around her neck... …
stings, and the pointed nails have pierced Yan Qing's skin, deep down.
The warm, bright red blood ran slowly down Yan Qing's collarbone and the female ghost's nails.
The female ghost's eyes have turned into a deep black hole, and her pale eyes slowly turn red, and bleeding and tears slowly seep into her eyes. One drop, one drop...
Yan Qing couldn't breathe, as if her whole body was strangled by the ghost. She wanted to scream but didn't dare, because the female ghost still had the voice of "Don't speak...Don't speak..." in her ear. The voice of
is still deep but irresistible.
She is so vulnerable in front of ghosts! There is only obedience, there is no other way, even if you die, you dare not resist!
Yan Qing was in horror, her fingers had already strangled her neck so that she could not breathe.
The female ghost in the distance rolled her eyes and showed a hideous and perverse smile. The corner of the mouth with the blood-red tongue dangling had a long liquid.
Yan Qing's blood rushed to her head, her flushed face was severely deformed, and the blood vessels in her head were about to burst! Fingers and limbs also tightened.
"Don't speak...Don't speak..." The female ghost of
suddenly raised her accent, yelling fiercely. The yelling was terrifying, sharp, contemptuous and irresistible. With the hatred of the world and the destructive aura...
A gloomy wind hit, and the female ghost's long hair flew.
A faint blue, cold, and gloomy light of the ghost fire shot on the pale, hideous and terrifying face of the female ghost. The female ghost's dark eyes are full of blood, as if it would gush out at any time.
"I want to scream, I want to scream, "At this time, Yan Qing's brain has a clear and strong thought of resistance: "You can't listen to her anymore. If you listen to her nonsense, you must be choked to death."
may be the longing for breathing when people are suffocating for a long time, so that Yan Qing, who is on the verge of death, finally summoned his whole body strength and let out a stern cry of
"Ah..." .
The female ghost who strangled her neck did not expect the dying woman in front of her, a woman who strangled her as simple as an ant, would eventually rebel against her and burst into such a powerful aura. The
female ghost roared and howled angrily.
She was still unwilling to stretch her arms
, but she couldn't resist, and retreated instantly with Yan Qing's sad cry, and the two female ghosts disappeared.
suddenly, Yan Qing wakes up. It turned out to be lying on the bed. His whole body was soaked, and his forehead was full of sweat.
"Yan Qing, what's wrong with you? What's your name in the middle of the night? So loud, dreaming?" The husband, who was awakened by Yan Qing's cry, sat up and asked a series of concerns and doubts.
"Oh, I had a nightmare that was too scary. Two female ghosts were about to strangle me. I might have encountered a ghost press." Yan Qing said with lingering fear
"What ghost press? Where in this world There is a ghost? It may be that Nightmare is living, and you are under too much pressure at work. How many times have I told you to find a new job and stop selling the cemetery. Now that you can’t make money from selling the cemetery, you just don’t listen. "
husband finished listening Later, he turned around while complaining, and fell asleep again.
has been married for six or seven years, and the seven-year itch is also testing this couple in distress.
listened to her husband's gasping sound after he fell asleep, the evil dream just now still made people frightened. The
room was dark, and people could hear the sound of the old wall peeling off quietly.
"Sand...Sand..."
faintly felt that someone was watching her in the corner of the wall or beside the bed.
Yan Qing shrank, covering his head, and squeezed to her husband's side.
How can she sleep at this time. The scene when
first joined the company is now in front of us:
Years have passed. In the first two years, Yan Qing worked in the Fuxi Ecological Park of Huilong Group Yaoan Company. It can be said that she has just started working as a salesperson. Because she is eager to earn money, she has been arrogant in just half a year. Human performance has been recognized by the company's leaders and even the group chairman.
soon rose from an ordinary cemetery salesperson to the position of director of the Huashan Management Office, one of the four major management offices of the company. The operating mode of
company is "agent system". That is, although the directors of various departments use the company as a platform, they are under the unified management of the company's sales cemetery.
In fact, he is self-financing and being his own boss. All expenses such as the employment of subordinate employees and various office expenses, activity expenses and other expenses are borne by the directors.
Under the supervision of the government, cemetery funeral and cemetery sales are gradually becoming standardized.
Therefore, cemetery sales are getting more and more difficult.
Employees in various departments either found another way out or complained.
Snatching orders, digging parts, and digging people are not uncommon among various departments in the industry, and they have been repeatedly prohibited. The loss of personnel has made grave and land sales work worse.
At the end, only some 50-something sales staff and some senior consultants remained in Yan Qing's department.
Yan Qingyan sees that this industry is no longer profitable. But she has never been able to leave behind the industry she chose when she was at the end of the road, bringing their family that had been difficult to manage until now.
can't forget how much she was wronged, indifferent, and blinded in this emerging industry that no one knows or understands.
can't forget the hard work she has put in for more than two years of working, visiting and returning to customers day and night. I can't forget that when she reached the peak of this industry, as a sales star, she was surrounded by flowers on the stage in the venue. The applause of encouragement, envy and blessing rang through the venue.
At that time, she was the pride of the industry and the darling of superiors. What
can not lose is the trust and support of her many customers. Seeing the overwhelmed and helpless eyes of those customers who could not be serviced and cared for because the business staff left, she couldn't bear to let her leave this post and abandon the customers.
Yan Qing is in this industry, proudly holding on to her now ridiculous and ironic director title. She doesn't know how long she can last...
unknowingly, Yan Qing finally fell asleep in memories and thoughts.
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