Haunted Houses’ Chronicles

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When I heard the scalp, I felt a little numb immediately. First of all, no matter how the soul of this horse would be put into the plaster statue of Yuan Zhen, just talking about the word, is this not the chess piece of the old man's house? Could it be said that there is really any connection? Otherwise, how could it be so ingenious?

My brain is a bit confused, and the horse chess piece is still kept by me. But even if there is any connection between them, what exactly does Old Man want to show? Unknown prophet? Remind us to be careful about the dirt in the plaster statue?

I hurriedly asked Qin Yiheng if this thing was the reason why the old man hit the "horse" piece?

Qin Yiheng thought for a while and did not make a statement. He asked me to walk with him to the closet and pull the closet door open, pointing to the paintings on the inside of the closet door and saying, "These paintings are really weird. Everyone's posture looks like dancing. It ’s still a collective dance, and the movements are uniform. I thought for a long time before, I always thought that only by reading all the paintings in the wardrobe can I get a rough idea, but today the reminder of this plaster statue finally saw some clues. "After finishing talking, Qin Yiheng tilted his neck to the side, almost bent ninety degrees, and told me to follow his posture.

His posture looked very funny. This night caused me to have a sore back and a pain in my neck. It was so crooked that it hurt a little. But when I adjusted my line of sight ninety degrees, I suddenly realized that the people with strange movements in the previous painting all became unified on all fours, like crawling on the ground!

Can't these people walk? Both of us had neglected this point before. This is also because the wardrobe is too bulky to be manipulated, plus the thinking of a normal person with sound limbs, it is difficult to associate this aspect.

My heart says, are these people with disabilities? This group of disabled people, where are they going to crawl? Is there anything important that needs to be done so desperately? Thinking, I suddenly came up with an idea. The filth tonight is a horse installed in a plaster statue of a person. In this way, these are not humans at all, but human souls, so they are all on the ground?

I quickly asked Qin Yiheng for proof. He listened and nodded solemnly, saying: "This is outrageous, but from now on, only this speculation is the closest. Presumably this may be the reason why Wan Jinrong gave you the piece. And, it is also the reason why this plaster statue will appear here. "After finishing, he picked up the meridian, rubbed it a few times with his hands, looked at it carefully for a long time by light, and then told me that this meridian is used a lot He can't recognize everything from twisting it into a single piece, but at least the horse's mane and twine are indispensable. Maybe it's still filled with the horse's ligament or bone marrow, but it's not easy to distinguish.

In this way, I actually made a body for the dirt, and made a shell with plaster. I am afraid that when it is made, there will be a very complicated ritual of sacrificing horse blood and burning bones. The only purpose of this is to make the soul in the plaster statue think that it is still alive, or that it knows that it is dead, but it cannot die cleanly. And gypsum like plaques on it is proof.

That's why he never felt resentment in the plaster. I am afraid that this soul-collecting ghost has been waiting for a long time, but he has never been able to meet the soul. Therefore, these light red color blocks will be left at the place where the soul is hooked, that is, the position of the upper and lower clavicle of the human chest. This is the proof of the failure of Yinyin's stab soul.

The yin difference between the souls of the underworld is not necessarily the black and white impermanence that is often performed on TV. To use the words of the sun, the dead person must have a certain "level", that is, a person with great evil or great goodness. It is worthy of black and white and black and white. Animals and the like, if there is no Daoxing, it is usually the devil who has taken the trouble. Moreover, this bull head and horse face will not collect the souls of cows and horses; while black and white impermanence, black impermanence will not take souls from the dark sky, and white impermanence will not come to take souls during the day. In the final analysis, there are still many arguments.

After Qin Yiheng finished speaking, he drank a beer and looked at me, meaning that he didn't understand what I asked. His words were very clear, and it seemed like a ghost to break the gypsum with us. He helped the servant. However, I still do n’t understand. This plaster looks like Yuan Zhen. The two of us have seen Yuan Zhen too many times, and our legs and feet are sloppy. If this plaster is just to remind us of the painting problem, it costs so much. Is it a big setback? Just tell us not to be over?

When asked about Qin Yiheng, he said, "There must be some reason, but we don't know yet. There are some things in this world that I can't say, and some things I don't dare to say." Say. The other party must have painstaking efforts, there must be some worries. However, no matter what, from now on, the other party ’s maliciousness is not too big. "

I thought about it in his head. He said that the other party was not malicious, but I always felt that we have been being played by somebody. Maybe someone is hiding in a dark place. Let's watch us play a sketch here. With such a thought, my head is a little bit bigger. Now, I really don't know what we are doing and what we are doing. Since I didn't understand it, I didn't even want to change it. I asked Qin Yiheng what was falling into the soil.

He smiled and said, "These are all urinating urchins, pour in, just to confine the earth with evil spirits, so that the pollution has to be covered from the gods of the plaster." After that, he couldn't help laughing. Twice.

His mother ’s smile was really too low. Before she left, she had to ask me to wash her hands with urine-soaked soil. Asking him, he told me straightforwardly, because I pressed the turtle shell, I ’m afraid I have contact with the dirt, this Also for insurance.

Although he said so, I still feel like he was being fooled by him, but the frustration has passed and there is no way to pursue it. I can only bear it.

Talking here, at least understand the whole story. After a busy night, I looked at the sky and it was getting bright. I was so tired that I ended up talking and filled up with cans of beer. Even the family was too lazy to go back and slept directly at Qin Yiheng's house.

The sleep was so dim and dark that when I woke up, it was time for lunch. After getting up and turning around in the house, I found that Qin Yiheng was not there. Looking at the time, it was estimated that he went out to buy lunch. He doesn't know how to cook, so I will come here, he can't make me hungry.

I turned on the computer and surfed the Internet while waiting for him to come back. Who would have looked at it more than noon, Qin Yiheng did not appear. My stomach has started to call, call him to urge him, dial the number, his phone rang in the room, he did not take the phone with him.

When I saw this, I didn't even think about rubbing rice, I just put on my clothes, washed my face, and went out to find a small restaurant to deal with. As soon as I left the corridor, before I got on the train, my phone rang. It was a text message, sent by a strange number, and I wanted to talk to me about the house.

Because I didn't have Yuan Zhen's help later, I had to connect my phone to the larger intermediaries all over the country through my contacts. When I said that I had a business, I could let the property owner contact me directly. We will return the introduction fee to the other side according to the transaction price of the contract.

At first, I didn't care. I thought I really came to the business. I called the phone and asked two questions. The voice of the answering call was a middle-aged person. When I met, I reported the address of the tea house.

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