The years of reselling the haunted house

My mind flashed, wouldn't this be the so-called ghost hitting the wall?

Another thought about the impossibility, the third uncle once said that ghost hitting the wall sounds scary, but in the eyes of those who know Taoism, it is the most common way to deceive the eyes.Moreover, the extent to which a ghost hits the wall also depends on the level of knowledge of the ghost who set up the ghost to hit the wall. Generally, he can come up with at least 36 methods to break the ghosts hitting the wall set by ordinary little ghosts.

I know Uncle San is bragging routinely, but even if he can't come up with 36 methods, there should always be three.

The third uncle is at the forefront. If he really encounters a ghost hitting the wall, he will definitely be able to crack it.

Then there is only one possibility, that is, we are going in the wrong direction.But Ma Su still had a compass in his hand, how could he be wrong?

Thinking of the compass, something popped into my mind.Even in Tianyou Square, due to the existence of a large amount of Yin Qi there, the surrounding magnetic field also changed.That's why the elevator is out of control.

The compass also relies on the principle of the magnetic field. If the magnetic field changes, the direction of the compass is also very likely to deviate.Then we are clearly going the opposite direction.

That must be the case, the compass cannot be trusted.Thinking of this, I wanted to catch up and remind them.

As a result, when I was about to catch up with Liang Yue, I discovered the second thing that was not quite right.

I found that Liang Yuepao's posture in front of me was particularly awkward, and I couldn't tell what was wrong, but it was different from her usual one.

And when I got close to Liang Yue, I only heard the sound of my own running footsteps, but Liang Yue's side was light and light, I couldn't hear the sound of shoes rubbing against the ground, but there was a crashing sound instead.

How to say this sound, it is a bit like the sound we usually make when we turn pages when reading a book.

"Liang Yue, wait a moment." I couldn't help shouting to the front.

Liang Yue, however, acted as if she hadn't heard, and kept running forward.

This is even more wrong, I am less than two meters away from Liang Yue, there is no reason why she can't hear, even if she doesn't stop, she should at least respond to me.

I gritted my teeth, speeded up again, rushed behind her, reached out and pulled her arm.

What I didn't expect at all was that I didn't have much strength in this blow, and I actually stabbed and tore Liang Yue's entire arm off.

This scared me so much that I almost sat down on the ground.His heart was beating wildly with fright, and his scalp was numb for a while.

As for the Liang Yue in front, after my arm was torn off, she finally stopped and stood on the spot like a wooden stake.

I held Liang Yue's arm in my hand and put it in front of my eyes, only to find that the arm was made of paper.

Surprised, I walked around in front of Liang Yue and shone a flashlight on her face.

Under the halo of the flashlight, an extremely pale face appeared.The facial features on the face were painted with colored pens, and the painting was not very delicate, it was crooked and looked extremely creepy.

This... Liang Yue, who I have been following, turned out to be a paper puppet, the kind of paper puppet used in funerals.

After I tore off the arm, strips of strips were exposed on the paper man's shoulders, and the dark inside was even more terrifying.

At this time, a gust of dark wind blew, and the paper pierced man was blown down by the wind.

I was so scared that I threw away my arms and pressed my hands tightly to my chest to force myself to calm down.

"Third Uncle, Old Ma... Liang Yue... Where are you?" I stood where I was, looking left and right, but I couldn't see anything except the mist.The voice I yelled seemed to disappear as soon as I uttered it, and there was no response at all.

I wiped the cold sweat from my forehead. It seemed that I was really afraid of something. I was separated from them after all.

I stomped my feet and squatted down, pulling my hair with my hands, annoyed.

At a time like this, I can't make any decisions, so I'm just going to wait for the news.Who knew that after I squatted down, I felt that the fog seemed to be much thinner, and the visibility was much clearer than before.

I stood up and tried again, but there was still a thick fog above.It seems that from the waist position, the distribution of the upper and lower mist is very different.

I was very surprised by this discovery, so I simply squatted down, illuminated with a flashlight, and looked around.

Sure enough, I made a new discovery this time. I saw more than ten meters in front of me on the right, and there were more than a dozen people marching forward in line.

I rubbed my eyes, and noticed that at the front of the line, there was a person walking, holding a spiritual banner in his hand.The people behind were guided by the spirit banner and followed suit.

Each of these people moved very slowly, and it took almost ten seconds to take a leg.And their walking posture is very weird, they all walk on tiptoe.

And they are all wearing old-fashioned clothes, the styles are very fat, and the colors are still very bright.

Where have I seen this dress before?I rubbed my head, and suddenly remembered, the clothes they were wearing were all fucking shrouds?

How can a living person wear a shroud?Are they dead?

By the way, Uncle San said that ghosts walk on tiptoes.These people are not living people, but ghosts?

I subconsciously covered my mouth with my hand, and tried not to shout out, I can actually see ghosts?

Could it be that my yin and yang eyes have been triggered now?

I was thinking wildly.Later I realized that I did not trigger the yin and yang eye at this time, but a normal phenomenon.

Ordinary people cannot see ghosts with their naked eyes, except for one special case.

That is, if there are too many ghosts, the Yin Qi will increase, and there will be a phenomenon of gathering Yin and forming.And this kind of spirit body formed after gathering Yin, ordinary people can only see them below three feet.

When I squatted down that day, I was under three feet, which happened to meet the two conditions at the same time.

Of course, at that time, I had no time to think about why I saw ghosts, I only cared about where they were going?Where did Uncle San go?Do I want to follow?

Just as I was hesitating, suddenly the group of people in shrouds swayed in the mist and disappeared one by one.

I was anxious, so I squatted down and chased after him while maintaining a height of less than three feet.

I chased to the place where those figures disappeared just now, and found a stone tablet appeared on the ground.

I shone the torch on the stele, and there were three words written in red paint on it: Nanliu Village.

Nanliu Village?

Isn't it Nanliu Village?

When I saw the words on the stele, my first reaction was that the stele was engraved wrong.We came to Nanliu Village, but it was engraved as Nanliu Village.The person who engraved the stele was too serious.

But after thinking about it, this possibility is too small.Even if the person who engraved the stele made a mistake, the villagers would not agree.

What the hell!

Suddenly, another thought flashed through my mind, the writing on the stele was not wrong at all, we should be the ones who were wrong.

Liuzi and Liuzi have almost the same pronunciation.Coupled with the influence of dialect, the difference is negligible.

We inquired about Nanliu Village along the way, and it is likely that the locals misheard and led us to Nanliu Village.

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I secretly groaned in my heart, it seems that we ran to Nanliu Village by accident.And just in time for such a weird thing to happen in Nanliu Village, do we count ourselves as jumping into the fire pit?

The ghosts I saw magically disappeared after passing this stele.Even if I squatted on the ground, I couldn't see half of the figure.

And the person who just saw the person holding the spirit banner in front of the way led me to think of it. I heard Ma Di said that when they went to Fuyang Mountain last time, they had encountered similar people holding spirit banners.At that time, Zhou Zheng was led to the edge of a pool.

So, is there any connection between the two?

I shook my heavy head, not going to think about it any more.Experience shows that no matter how hard I think about this kind of problem, I can't figure out why.

I squatted beside the stele, looking around blindly.

At this time, I unexpectedly discovered that there was a spot of light flickering on and off a few times in front of the stone tablet a little farther away.

The surrounding area is extremely dark now, so although the light spot is only a flash, it is particularly conspicuous.

I was shocked for a moment, thinking that it couldn't be a will-o'-the-wisp, right?

But the spot of light was too small, it looked like an incense stick.And the light emitted is yellow, not like the ghostly green of the will-o'-the-wisp.

I gritted my teeth, no matter what the fire is, I have to go and have a look, it's better than wandering around here and can't get out, maybe I can find Third Uncle and the others when I pass by.

I lifted my spirits, squatted down, crossed the stone tablet, and walked towards the flickering light spot.

When I walked there, I was very afraid that the light spot would also move with me, which meant that someone was deliberately tempting me.But fortunately, that spot of light is always there.

It was getting close, I shone my flashlight on it, and then I saw clearly that there was a person squatting there.Ordinarily, at this time, a person appeared in the cold air, which was scary enough.But at that time, I was trapped in the fog for a long time, thinking about going out with all my heart.Seeing this man, I shivered subconsciously, but I wasn't too scared. Looking carefully, I found that he was smoking a pipe.

The flickering light spot is the light from the shredded tobacco burning in the pipe pot.Since he was able to smoke, it was obvious that the man was not a paper-cutter.

I'm already overwhelmed by what's happened, although it's scary to think about the sudden appearance of a man smoking a cigarette in this eerie village.But I didn't have time to think about anything else. Seeing that someone was there, and it wasn't a fake paper doll, I ran towards that person without the slightest hesitation.

When I got closer, I realized that this person was an old man.At this time, I was concentrating on it, smoking a dry cigarette with gusto, and was indifferent to me running past me.

I ran to him in one breath, but I didn't see the old man turn his head.

I was afraid that there was something wrong with the old man, so I took a sneak peek. My flashlight shone on him, and a shadow appeared under him.I feel more at ease, which at least shows that there is a high possibility that he is a person, not a ghost.

I tentatively asked the old man: "Master... have you eaten yet?"

I really couldn't think of anything else to say, so I said something we Chinese like to say when we greet each other.A lot of data show that this sentence has played an extremely important role in bringing strangers closer together.At least it will reduce the strangeness of each other by 68.365%.

I hoped it would be the same this time, but then, suddenly, I smelled a foul stench that made me almost throw up.

I looked at the squatting old man, thought of the smell, and instantly realized a problem.I took a closer look, and sure enough, this damn old man is shitting.

This is embarrassing, the old man gave me a hard look, took a puff of smoke, and cursed: "Get out."

I was in a cold sweat, and when the old man was shitting, I asked him if he had eaten it?The old man was being polite to me by not throwing a pile of shit over.

But since the old man is shitting, it can prove that he is a living person.We have been walking for so long, and we finally met a living person in the village. I will definitely not be scolded away by him easily.

I quickly apologized and said with a smile: "Hey... Grandpa, I'm sorry, I didn't see you... Take your time, don't worry, hey..."

The old man ignored me, still smoking and shitting on his own, and waited until he finished smoking the bag of cigarettes before he wiped his butt, stood up, turned around and was about to leave.

I quickly chased after him and said, "Master, don't leave, I'll ask you something, are you from this village?"

The old man turned his head and said, "Nonsense. You are not a coward. How dare you come to our village at this time?"

The old man walked while talking, and when I heard that there was something going on in the village, the old man must be an insider.

Although the old man was bothered by shit, his attitude is still too bad, and I can't wait to find a life-saving straw.So he ran to the front of the old man and bowed straight to the old man.

The old man obviously understood what I meant, and pointed with his pipe pot: "Boy, you won't be able to go out tonight. You are lucky to meet me, stay at my house for one night, and go out at dawn tomorrow."

As soon as I heard that this was a good idea, instead of running around in the village and encountering some weird things, it is better to hide in this old man's house.

I nodded: "Then thank you, sir. There are three more people coming with us, sir, have you seen them?"

The old man glanced at me, and impatiently moved the cigarette pot: "I didn't see it. If you are worried, go to them."

After the old man finished speaking, he quickened his pace in front.I hurriedly followed, not daring to say anything more.The old man has a weird temper, it's better not to provoke him.

The old man led me into his house all the time, and I took a closer look. The old man's house was in a lonely yard with several thatched houses.

I took a picture with a flashlight, and there were no neighbors nearby. This place didn't seem to be the village we entered.

Because this place seems to be in the wilderness, but there is still a layer of fog all around, but it is much lighter than when we were in the village just now.

After entering the house, the old man lit an oil lamp.There was a dim light in the room, and my heart felt much more at ease.

"If you want to survive, just stay here honestly, alas... the young people nowadays are very timid, and they only like to do bold things."

The old man said something inexplicable, lit another pot of cigarettes, and started smoking.

The room quickly filled with a thick dry smoke smell, which was a bit choking.

I had nothing to say, so I asked, "Master, what is your last name?"

The old man said indifferently: "It's a bad old man, where did you get your surname? My surname is Tan, and I used to sell pancakes in the early years, so people in the village call me Lao Tantou."

Then, the old man went to the stove, opened the lid of the pot, took out two pancakes and handed them to me: "Be hungry, eat two pancakes."

Not to mention that the pancakes are delicious, I was really hungry, so I took two bites of the pancakes.The pancakes are crispy and not hard, and taste really good.

But I chewed a few bites and realized a very serious problem. The old man was still shitting just now, so he picked up two pancakes for me when he turned around, so I asked the old stall owner: "Master, did you wash your hands just now?" ?”

Chapter 112

The old stall head stared and said, "Why do country people have so many rules? Do you like to eat or not, or get out of here if you don't."

I shrank my neck, not daring to say anything more, so I quickly smiled apologetically, and asked again: "Uncle Tan... oh no, Uncle Tan, I just found a group of people wearing shrouds passing by in the village..."

Before I finished speaking, the old man was taken aback when he heard this, and suddenly stood up from his chair.

I was taken aback, wondering what happened to the old man?

The old man walked up to me, stared at me and said, "Did you see them?"

Seeing that the old stall's reaction was so violent, it seemed that I was not expecting those people when I saw them.

But I did see it, and I don't have to lie about it.

I nodded emphatically to show that what I said was true.

The old stall shook his head and muttered to himself: "Impossible, you saw them, but why did they..."