The years of reselling the haunted house

Maybe it was because Wan Qing was still honest, Diao Huo also relaxed his vigilance, and on the night of July [-]th, there was no guard at night.Yang Xuzhi was able to enter the attic, and picked up Wan Qing to prepare to elope.

Who knew that when she was about to leave, Wan Qing said that she would take that black cat with her.But the black cat didn't know where it went. The two searched in the attic, but they couldn't find it.

But at this time, the escape time was delayed, and when they finally decided to leave the attic as soon as possible, Diaohu came back drunk.

The two hurried back to the room, and Yang Xuzhi got under the carved wooden bed.

Diaohu came into the room reeking of alcohol, carrying a saber and a box cannon.

Wan Qing timidly hid on the bed, and Diao Huo's drunken eyes were hazy. Seeing Wan Qing's pitiful appearance, he became lustful, and disregarded the agreement, and forcibly molested Wan Qing.

Wan Qing desperately refused, she would rather die than obey.But she is weak and weak, how can she stand up to the five big and three rough Diaohu.Soon he was crushed by Diaohuhu.

Yang Xuzhi lay under the bed, listened to the movement outside, endured it, heard that Wan Qing was about to be humiliated, and finally couldn't help getting up from under the bed.

He saw Diao Huo's gun thrown under the bed, he quickly took the gun in his hand, pointed it at Diao Huo, and let Diao Huo let go of Wan Qing with a drink.

Diao Huo never dreamed that there were still people in the house, so he turned around in shock and found Yang Xuzhi.

Immediately he understood all this, he knocked Wan Qing over with a slap, and cursed endlessly.

Yang Xuzhi tremblingly raised the gun, but Diaohu didn't care.Diaohu threw off his shirt, patted himself on the chest, and said fiercely: "You're looking for death, you dare to rob me of a woman, if you have the guts, beat her here."

Chapter 77

Yang Xuzhi had never touched a gun, let alone injured anyone, so he dared to shoot.

Taking advantage of Yang Xuzhi's hesitation, Diaohu pulled out his saber, shouted angrily, and slashed at Yang Xuzhi.

Yang Xuzhi dodged in fright, the knife was hitting the dressing table behind Yang Xuzhi.The knife slashed so hard that he couldn't pull it out all at once.

Yang Xuzhi was so frightened that he pulled the trigger with his finger and shot Diaohu on the shoulder.

Diaohu was wounded on his shoulder, more like a wounded tiger. He yelled and slashed at Yang Xuzhi several times.

Yang Xuzhi didn't go through this kind of posture, he had a gun in his hand, and because he was afraid, he fired a few shots, but they missed Diaohu's vitals.

On the contrary, he was hacked several times by Diaohu.

Seeing that Yang Xuzhi was about to be hacked to death by Diaohu.

Wan Qing yelled and rushed forward, desperately hugging Diao Hu's leg, yelling to tell Yang Xuzhi to run quickly.At the same time, he threw the wooden figurine on his body to Yang Xuzhi.

Wan Qing's voice was stern, Diao Hu's eyes were about to burst, and he desperately tried to break free from Wan Qing and kill Yang Xuzhi.

Seeing that Diaohu was covered in blood, Yang Xuzhi's hands softened from fright, and the pistol fell to the ground in fright.

Diaohu became furious from embarrassment, and slashed at Wan Qing's body with the knife in his hand.Blood splattered on the dressing table, and it was soon stained red.Even so, Wan Qing still did not let go.

Yang Xuzhi was stupefied by what he saw. In a trance, he grabbed the wooden figurine, turned around and ran out of the room, and then ran out of the attic in one breath.

After running down the street, he heard a gunshot from the direction of the attic.

Yang Xuzhi was startled, not knowing what happened in the building.He wanted to go back and have a look, but when he thought of the vicious Diaohu, he couldn't bring up the courage.He can only hope that Diaohu will take pity on Xiangxiang and Xiyu, and he is reluctant to kill Wanqing.

After a while, Yang Xuzhi took advantage of the darkness and slowly walked back to the attic, wanting to find out the situation.

As a result, as soon as he arrived at the door, he found Wan Qing's black cat squatting on the wall at some point, staring at Yang Xuzhi with two faint green eyes.From time to time, he uttered a miserable howl at the moon.

The cry was extremely miserable, and it was very scary to listen to.

Yang Xuzhi got goosebumps all over his body, but he listened carefully and there was no sound in the attic.

At this time, a group of heavily armed soldiers suddenly ran from the street and went straight to the attic.

Yang Xuzhi knew that Diaohuhu and Wanqing were left in the house, and Wanqing must be in danger.Diao Huo will not let him go, he will definitely increase his efforts to hunt him down.

So Yang Xuzhi was so scared that he ran home overnight, packed his things, left Lincheng City, and hid in a monastery on the outskirts of the city.

The next day Yang Xuzhi heard that Diaohu had hacked Wanqing to death that night, but he still couldn't let go of his hatred and shot him a few more times.When Wanqing died, she was still calling her own name.

Yang Xuzhi was distraught, regretful and hated.He hates Diaohu for being cruel and cruel, killing the person he likes.What I regret is why I was so spineless at the time, leaving a woman under the knife. Wan Qing died to save herself, but she acted like a coward.

That night, Yang Xuzhi had a dream.He dreamed of Wan Qing, wearing a cheongsam, standing on the street.

Yang Xuzhi ran over ecstatically, only to find that Wan Qing was covered in blood, and there were countless cuts on her body.

Wan Qing's eyes, which were as clear as water, were also filled with blood, full of resentment.

Wan Qing said that she died so badly and asked Yang Xuzhi to help her avenge her.

Yang Huanzhi nodded, saying that Wanqing was dead, and he didn't want to live anymore, so he wanted to find Diaohuhu desperately.

Wan Qing shook her head and said, "You can't beat him, and you can't get revenge by doing this."

Yang Xuzhi asked Wan Qing what she was going to do?

Wan Qing then told Yang Xuzhi how to take revenge.

Wan Qing said that Diaohu's hostility filled the entire attic, and now that she had no fixed place to live, she dared not approach the attic.Yang Xuzhi needs to post that photo of himself on the back of the dressing table.This way I can perch myself on the dresser.Then let Yang Xuzhi help him find the black cat he raised and catch it.Cut open its stomach and put its own wooden figurine in it.Then he wrapped the cat in a wire dipped in lamp oil, wrapped it in a red cloth, put it in a wooden box and buried it in the yard of the attic.

After saying these words, Wan Qing disappeared.

Yang Xuzhi woke up from the dream, feeling that the dream was too real to be a dream.

In the monastery where Yang Xuzhi lives, there is a dilapidated monk.

Yang Xuzhi was kind to the monk. Yang Xuzhi also carved a Buddha statue for this temple, but he didn't receive any money. Later, he became good friends with the run-down monk.

Seeing that Yang Xuzhi was awakened by the nightmare, the dilapidated monk asked why.Yang Xuzhi also told the truth.

The monk first read a passage of scriptures and repeatedly claimed his sins, and then told Yang Xuzhi that this was indeed a good way to take revenge.It turned out that Wan Qing was killed by Diao Hu, and because of her resentment, she became a grudge.The reason why she didn't reincarnate was because she wanted to kill Diaohu.But Diaohu, who was in the army, was born and died on the battlefield, killing countless people, so he was full of hostility.Such a person, let alone a resentful ghost like Wan Qing, even a hundred-year-old ghost can't hurt Diaohu.

The monk also judged that Wan Qing's soul should still be living in the attic at this time, and her own resentment is not enough, and only when the resentment is enough to suppress the hostility of Diao Hu, can she take revenge.

And Wan Qing's method was to concentrate the cat's resentment.The black cat's feline grudge is extremely strong, and at the same time it will attract the resentment of wandering ghosts from all directions, and add it to the wooden figurine.

And that figurine is Wan Qing.When Wanqing's resentment is enough, she can demand her life from Diaohuhu.This is a typical five-star reminder array.

However, the monk said that this kind of method is extremely harmful to Yin, and Yang Xuzhi himself will not end well after doing it.My Buddha is merciful, explaining this method to you is considered a kindness, but it is already a sin.But if you don't tell the truth, I'm afraid Wan Qing's ghost will not be stable, and Yang Xuzhi will be burdened by Wan Qing's soul every day.So let Yang Xuzhi decide what to do.

The monk had studied Taoism for several years before he shaved his hair and became a monk.After he tampered with the photo with Taishan Soul Pressing Technique, he handed it over to Yang Xuzhi to act according to plan.After hearing what the monk said, Yang Xuzhi found out that Diao Huo still lived in that attic after killing Wan Qing.So Yang Xuzhi first found an opportunity to sneak into the attic and put Wan Qing's photo behind the dressing table.

Then according to Wan Qing's method, he went to look for the black cat every day.

After waiting around the attic for three days, I finally saw the black cat.But when the cat saw Yang Huanzhi, it howled and forbade Yang Huanzhi to get close.

Later, the monk analyzed that the black cat itself was very spiritual, and it should have witnessed Wan Qing's murder.It also resented Yang Xuzhi for running away alone.It is not easy to catch it.The only way to influence it with sincerity is to use Yang Xuzhi's flesh and blood as bait, so that the black cat can eliminate its hatred for Yang Xuzhi.

Chapter 78 Revenge

Without hesitation, Yang Xuzhi used a knife to cut off a large piece of his thigh every day at the back of the attic and put it on a plate.

Every time, the black cat swallowed the piece of flesh and blood and left.

For three consecutive days, Yang Xuzhi fed the cat with his own flesh and blood.

Finally on the third day, the black cat came to Yang Xuzhi after eating a piece of Yang Xuzhi's buttocks.Yang Xuzhi saw that the cat held its head up and its tail up, its appearance was extraordinary.

Yang Xuzhi dragged his broken leg, knelt down in front of the black cat, repented earnestly, and said that there was a way to help Wan Qing get revenge, but the black cat needed to be sacrificed.

The black cat nodded at Yang Huanzhi as if it understood the words.

Yang Xuzhi admired the loyalty of the black cat, but in order to get revenge, he felt pained, and with tears in his eyes, according to Wan Qing's method, he peeled the black cat's skin, broke open the black cat's stomach, put the wooden figurine inside, and Black cat packed into wooden box.

After everything was arranged, Yang Xuzhi bribed a thief, sneaked into the yard of the attic at night, and buried the black cat in the ground.At that time, Yang Xuzhi was outside the wall, and the cat was still alive, and it made miserable screams when it was buried alive.When Yang Xuzhi heard this, goosebumps appeared on his body layer after layer, but for the sake of Wan Qing, he had to bite the bullet and do this.

After Yang Xuzhi finished all this, he waited patiently.

Suddenly one day, there was torrential rain, thunder and lightning, and news spread the next day that Diao Wansheng, the brigade commander of the garrison, died suddenly at home.Yang Xuzhi bought people in the army and learned the details of Diaohuhu's death.

It is said that Diaohu died in a terrible state, his eyes were wide open, and his body was covered with scratch marks, as if he had been scratched to death by something.And when he died, he was still holding the saber tightly in his hand.The dressing table was covered with knife marks. It was inferred that Diao Huo saw something terrible in the mirror before he died, so he swung his saber and slashed at the dressing table frantically.

Yang Xuzhi concluded that it was Wan Qing who succeeded in revenge, and Wan Qing's soul should be on that dressing table.Because Wan Qing's blood once splashed on the dressing table.

After Diao Huhu died, one of his regiment commanders named He Quan succeeded Diao Huo as the brigade commander, and at the same time took over the attic and became the new owner of the attic.

The vengeance was avenged, and Yang Xuzhi lost all thoughts. With guilt towards Wan Qing, he found the down-and-out monk and wanted to escape into Buddhism.

The desolate monk told Yang Xuzhi that everything in the world has spirituality, Wanqing's soul is the spirit, and the black cat is also a living being, and this cat is called a civet cat. In order to avenge its master, he would rather sacrifice his life to become a cat grudge.Yang Xuzhi's exchanging one kind of soul for the heart of another kind of soul is even more sinful.I hope he can face the wall and think about his mistakes, and sincerely repent.When the mortal relationship is over, you can escape into Buddhism, take refuge in my Buddha, listen to the scriptures every day, and receive the Dharma from time to time, so as to redeem the sins of this life.

……

The third uncle explained slowly, and by the time the story was finished, it was almost noon.

I was anxious to ask, what happened next?

The third uncle shook his head: "Later, I couldn't hold on anymore, and the story can only be seen here. These are all seen in Fei Yao's dream, which must be the reason why this attic is haunted. It really is a story from a hundred years ago. It was brought out by the evil fate..."

I thought about it and asked, "That's not right, Third Uncle."

The third uncle was taken aback, and asked what's wrong?

I questioned: "So, Fei Yao's previous life was that Wan Qing?"

The third uncle nodded: "It must be, otherwise Fei Yao wouldn't have dreamed of these things."

I asked: "That means that Wan Qing was reincarnated after taking revenge. Then there should be no Wan Qing in the dressing table. When we came later, the actions Xu Ruoxi made to dress up were obviously Wanqing's ghost is haunting her."

The third uncle said: "I have thought about this too, and now I am basically sure. In the dressing table, there is a remnant soul of Wan Qing, and a trace of feline grievances from that black cat. Although it is only a remnant soul, but Since a hundred years have passed, there are still storms. If we want to solve the murderous situation in this house, the root cause is Wan Qing's remnant soul. It seems that we need to meet this Wan Qing."

I was taken aback when I heard this: "Can you see Wan Qing? But she has been dead for 100 years."

The third uncle smiled: "Nephew, your third uncle's ability..."

I quickly waved my hand: "Stop talking, I believe..."

At this time, the sun was high, and Fei Yao woke up faintly on the bed.

After waking up, he looked around blankly, looking extremely tired.

The third uncle smiled and asked, "Do you remember that dream this time?"

Fei Yao was stunned for a long time, then hesitantly asked: "Master, that dream..."

The third uncle nodded: "It's true. Wan Qing is your previous life. And she still has a remnant soul. According to my analysis, she is still waiting for the wooden man Yang."

From the analysis of their conversation, it is obvious that Fei Yao also knew that story.

Fei Yao muttered, "What a heart-pounding love, I've been obsessed with it for 100 years. I want to write them in a book..."

The third uncle asked again: "Ms. Fei Yao, is your real name Fei?"

Fei Yao shook her head and said, "Fei Yao is just my pen name, my real name is He Xinyao."

"Then did your ancestors come from the army?"

Fei Yao nodded and said, "It seems that my great-grandfather once served as the head of a warlord or something. When my grandfather handed over this house to me, he said that everything in this house was passed down by his great-grandfather. I am not allowed to sell and dispose of it."

The third uncle heard it, and suddenly realized: "It seems that your great-grandfather should be the commander of Diaohuhu's regiment surnamed He, who later succeeded Diaohuhu as brigade commander."

So it turned out that Fei Yao's great-grandfather was Diaohu's subordinate.And after Wan Qing was reincarnated, she became Fei Yao again.This is really going round and round, and the cycle of reincarnation remains unchanged.As long as there is fate, the rest of life will never die.

The matter here came to an end for the time being, we took Fei Yao out of the attic and sent her back to her residence to wait for news.

And my third uncle and I made some preparations, and returned to the attic before dark.

According to Uncle San, we are going to meet that Wan Qing tonight.

Hearing what the third uncle said with certainty, my heart was full of ups and downs.One must know that Wan Qing is a hundred-year-old ghost, meeting her would be extremely dangerous.And we have really seen how powerful she is with that black cat.But the third uncle said that we are here to help her, if it is handled well, there should be no problem.

I really want to ask him, what will happen if he doesn't handle it well?But I still held back, because if I knew the consequences, I'm afraid I wouldn't have the courage to come with him.

I came to the attic again. In the yard, I prepared the mahogany sword, the black tiger knot, and the ground net for emergencies.

Unexpectedly, the third uncle took a look, but told me to leave all the magic weapons in the yard and not bring them into the attic.

I was taken aback for a moment, we barely escaped that night with these magic tools.This time we came here uninvited, if we really offended that Wan Qing, without these magic tools, we would definitely die.

But the third uncle's attitude was very firm, so I had no choice but to follow suit.

All the things were left behind, and the third uncle only carried a backpack, but he was not in a hurry to enter the attic, but stood in the yard looking at the sky.

Chapter 79

I saw my third uncle looking up at the sky, and I also looked up at the sky.

After a while, my neck became sore, but the night was low in the sky, shrouded in mist, and there was nothing special.

I curiously asked my third uncle: "Third uncle, what are you looking at?"

The third uncle was taken aback, shook his head and said, "I didn't look at anything. I've been lying down for a long time during the day, so I can feel more comfortable if I tilt my head and neck."