The company ran away, and the boss who owed me 100,000 yuan in wages disappeared. My girlfriend sent a breakup message, saying she couldn't wait any longer. There was only three and a half dollars left in my pocket, and the rent was due in five days.
In desperation, I started a live broadcast, hoping to gain some popularity by showing people home decoration layouts for free. As a result, the eldest sister who was the first to win the lottery said that there was a dark figure standing in the corner of her house in the middle of the night every night. The second one is even more cruel - a haunted house that was foreclosed at a discount, with blood seeping out of the walls at twelve o'clock on time.
Everyone on the Internet calls me Feng Shui Master, and the gifts appear on the screen. Only I know - that dark shadow is just a decorative painting hanging crookedly. The oozing blood was the water used by the painter upstairs to wash the spray gun, leaking from a cracked pipe worth 300 yuan.
I'm really not a master, I'm just a painter and decorator. But the scariest thing in the world is never the ghost, it's the pipe you don't understand.
