Haunted Houses’ Chronicles

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My first reaction was to say okay, this car meter does not know how much money it smashed into.

He stepped forward to help the workers unload rice bag by bag. These rice had dozens of bags. Finally moved into the elevator. When he discovered that he was overloaded, he moved on a lot, and then went up to the fourth floor smoothly.

Finally, when all the rice was transported into the house, we did not know how many times we ran back and forth.

At first I picked it up in the cave, and the two workers sent it outside.

After the rice was shipped in, Bai Kai and Qin Yiheng came over to help. Although the sky outside was lit, the windows on this floor had already been built. It was like night.

Qin Yiheng put a few flashlights on a high place, which was regarded as a few simple lights.

Then we opened the bags of rice and laid them flat in the house. The area of ​​this house is too large. Even if there are so many rice, it can only be sparsely paved. As I spread rice, I saw that the statues had been gathered by both of them, and the wreckage of the ferry was densely spared for several circles. When the rice was paved, it looked awkwardly, and the statues and the ferry were added together like an isolated island.

After finishing my work, my tired body was soaked in sweat.

After climbing out of the hole, we closed the hole with bricks. After getting it through, I sat in the elevator for a long time without slowing down. But he barely stood up and went to the nearby bank to settle the bill for the two workers.

By the time we come back, it's almost noon.

Both Bai Kai and Qin Yiheng are spread out on the sofa of the billiard hall, and I have no energy to speak.

The stomach is empty, but there is no desire to eat.

I dare not delay, while they are not asleep. Quickly ask them to talk about things.

Bai Kai obviously didn't want to talk, and kept waving with me. Instead, Qin Yiheng straightened his body and said, Jiang Shuo, that house is a prison. I do not know who set it up, the purpose is to imprison the owner of the oil lamp. You know that oil lamp, when the lamp is on, it means that the person is alive; But the lamp was different, it was thought to be destroyed. In order to make it never light up again, he was imprisoned in that house.

Do you see those statues? Every statue was moved. It has nothing to do with the gods at all, with all kinds of filth attached to it. The purpose of attaching them to the statues is obvious, that is, to make those who are homeless and worship the filths mistakenly believe that they have found a spiritual position. Attached to the statue. Once the house's situation was broken, it was quite another time to drive those lone souls and ghosts out and continue to drift in the world. Those filths must be angry and angry, which is equivalent to the guards of the house. So after the oil lamp was lit, all the statues fell. Fortunately, fortunately I brought this.

Qin Yiheng patted his bag and opened it to me. I only saw Jin Cancan inside.

I understand it at the first thought. I said, you brought Wong Tai Sin!

Yes, but I only took part. Huang Daxian can't move around with me, so I can only cut a small piece. Those filths mistakenly thought that we were Wong Tai Sin, so we didn't hurt ourselves. Otherwise, the ghost door was closed today.

I thought about it and finally understood why Bai Kai was just holding me. I'm afraid his hand is either holding Qin Yiheng or touching Huang Daxian directly. Thinking of this, I suddenly thought of the oil lamp.

I said, right! I never said that when my mother ’s oil lamp was the brightest, I saw that my shadow was wrong! Not like me at all! Also, why did the oil lamp catch on fire for no apparent reason?

Qin Yiheng coughed twice, and the fire of the oil lamp was supposed to be fueled by the yang of the corresponding person. The fire is strong and the yang is strong, while the fire temperature is weak and the yang is weak. Through the fire, to dry the yin of the owner of the oil lamp, which is why, when the oil lamp goes out, it is the moment of death. The reason is that yang qi is absent, and yin qi occupies the whole body, and the man is naturally killed.

But that was specifically referring to the oil lamp on Huangquan Road. Now that the lamp is in the sun, the environment has changed. There is a lot of uncertainty. When the oil lamp was always on before, there must have been the dirt on the statue plunged into the oil lamp. When the fire of the yang was burned, the soul was scattered, and the fire naturally rose instantly.

As for the shadow you said, I didn't pay attention, maybe you read it wrong.

I saw Qin Yiheng's tone weaker and weaker, and poured him a glass of water.

He drank his voice only to make it louder, and said, I originally thought that the statue in the house was a fascinating array. The oil lamp is here, and the owner of the oil lamp is hidden in a statue. All will light up the oil lamps to take pictures one by one. I want to tell through the shadow. It's just that I didn't think it was because I was negligent.

I do n’t know what to say. I can only throw a cigarette to Qin Yiheng. I asked the question I wanted to know most.

I said, who is the owner of the oil lamp? You said he knew me?

Ok. Qin Yiheng took a deep breath and said that there is no evidence to be certain. But I have a rough guess. The owner of this oil lamp is Yuan Zhen, the boss of HTC Group. First, Yuan Zhen has never shown up. Whether we inquired or searched through other means, Yuan Zhen never showed up. I think he may be gone. Second, we found a lot of Yinhe mud in Hongda Group. It now appears that most of the mud was dug from the ferry. And it must have been a long time ago. The third and final point is that Yuan Zhen was originally suitable for the body of a real dragon. Being imprisoned in this way, obviously the person imprisoning him does not want the true dragon to return to the sun!

Through these three points, I think this person is very likely to be Yuan Zhen. We just need to find some clues to be sure.

I gave a cry. Know me co-authoring

I didn't meet Yuan Zhensu, how could the big boss know me? It's not strange to think about it, it's too easy for these of us to be secretly monitored. Maybe Yuan Zhen has seen a lot of information about my pictures and videos. Qin Yiheng's so-called knowing me is just knowing me unilaterally. The same reason we know a movie star.

If the oil lamp is owned by Hongda Group. I don't know if Qin Yiheng can bring him back to life.

But the message from the oil lamp should be done. In this way, the truth may be clear from all this.

Thinking of my inexplicable feeling of satisfaction, people have become more energetic.

I quickly asked, what should I do next? After the rice shop is finished?

Chicken blood. Bai Kai replied suddenly. Pouring chicken blood at noon tomorrow. We can't rest for too long, we have to kill all the chickens in the afternoon!

I couldn't help feeling cruel. But what really is an absolute kindness in this world?

Everything in the world is interlinked. Sometimes a good deed becomes a bigger evil deed. Similarly, a bad thing may lead to a greater good.

I can only comfort myself.

The three rested for another hour. Only finally went downstairs to eat something.

Compared with the sumptuousness of last night, this meal can only be said to be crude. Because all three have no appetite. After eating in a hurry, he split his head and rushed to the major farmers' markets.

On the way to the market, I called a taxi driver and heard about a nearby chicken farm. This saves me a lot of effort. Directly kill the past and negotiate the price, and I have already started to help me over there. I listened to the sound of the butcher in the chicken farm sharpening the knife, so I couldn't bear to watch it. Can only hide outside to smoke.

Because there is a day time preparation. Although chicken blood is more troublesome to transport than rice. But they are all ready to stop.

We put the chicken blood in the billiard hall in advance. Go back to the hotel and have a good sleep. Sleeping part-time in this sleep was dim and dark. If the next day did n’t wake me up in vain, I ’m afraid I could sleep directly the day after tomorrow.

The three men simply tidied up and ate something.

He went back to the house again, pouring chicken blood bucket by bucket on the rice. The whole house became shimmering at once. Even though we blocked the wall again when we left, we still felt bloody. You can smell it from the billiard hall.

According to Qin Yiheng, this time we have to stop for another day. The dirt inside will be completely wiped out.

In the extra day, we discussed the billiard hall owner. It is now obvious that there is something in the middle. But we have to consider that this boss is an enemy or a friend. This time when we came over, did he want to use the black hand to harm us, or give us a kind reminder to help us discover new clues.

Considering it again and again, all three felt compelled to confront the boss. So I didn't even want to.

In plain words, although the boss can now receive the sound of the wind and find that his affairs have failed, he quickly runs away. But we have Huang Daxian, and the grandson can't run anywhere.

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