A Guest in a Ghost House

Chapter 43: Brick house

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Time passed quickly, and Wu Jian sent Huang Lei to the detention center for protection through channels.

I also asked Little Bell when I went to work at night, but Little Bell said that Miss Tan didn't want to see me. In this way, all of a sudden everything came to an impasse.

In this way, after a few days, until something happened again.

Jiang San is an ordinary farmer who managed to save some money and is preparing to build a new house. Perhaps because good people are rewarded, a friend who drove a truck knew that he was going to repair a house and took the initiative to tell Jiang San that there was a demolition on a construction site. The blue bricks are of good quality. Jiang San was tempted all of a sudden, and asked his friend to give him the batch of blue bricks, and even bought a cigarette for it.

The blue bricks have arrived, and the quality is indeed very good. They can be used after a little cleaning. Rural people never lack strength, which is much cheaper than buying them.

Unexpectedly, just after a house was built, black and red liquid would flow out from the cracks in one of the walls from time to time. Where have ordinary people seen this before? It was demolished, but this is all the hard-earned money that Jiang San has saved for so many years.

The workers were afraid that they would not go to work, and Jiang San cared about the money and was unwilling to demolish it, so he had to ask the gods everywhere, and the matter spread like this, and it became a topic of conversation after dinner.

The first one to know was Huang Xiaolong, who belonged to the circle of asking God to ask the hexagrams. Huang Xiaolong notified us after confirming that the batch of blue bricks used by Jiang San came from the demolished wall bricks in the toilet of No. 1 Middle School.

In order to avoid any further changes, after learning about the matter, they went straight to Jiang Sanjia without even discussing it.

When they arrived, Jiang San's family was surrounded by people. Outside the half-solitary blue brick house, a Taoist priest in Taoist robes was dancing wildly with a wooden sword in front of the altar, chanting words and shouting loudly from time to time.

Wu Jian tugged at my clothes and said, "There are too many people now, it's inconvenient."

I also frowned. Originally, I wanted to give Jiang San a pack of cigarettes casually, and said that I was curious to go in and have a look. Jiang San would not refuse if I wanted to come, but this scene is too eye-catching and there are so many people. I'm not sure if Jiang San will let us in or not.

Before I could return to Wu Jian, Huang Xiaolong smiled behind me and whispered, "Don't worry, these people will leave soon."

I wondered: "Why?"

Huang Xiaolong pointed to the front and said: "The Taoist is reading the Sutra of Suppressing Evil and Exorcising Ghosts, and there is an old grave where he is standing. Isn't this standing at someone's door and cursing people? It's strange if nothing happens."

I looked with Huang Xiaolong's fingers, and there was indeed a bump under the Taoist priest's feet, but many places in the countryside are so uneven, so it is a bit taken for granted to say that there is an old grave. Besides, Jiang Sanxiu's house is not You may choose a place with a grave, which is a big taboo.

Huang Xiaolong saw my disbelief, but didn't explain it. He just smiled mysteriously. Not to mention, my sense of this guy has changed a lot now. Although sometimes I'm still a little out of tune, it's obviously a bit more mysterious. His temperament makes people unable to see through at once, and has the taste of an outsider.

The Taoist priest was still singing and dancing, and Wu Jian, who had a very patient face, gradually showed some impatience on his face, and asked Huang Xiaolong, "Master Huang, is what you said true or false?"

Huang Xiaolong didn't answer, his eyes stared straight ahead, my heart skipped a beat and I looked forward hastily, but nothing happened, the Taoist priest was still there, people had to admire his abundant physical strength.

A gust of wind blew, and the candles on the altar swayed. The Taoist made a wrong step and turned around. The yellow Taoist crown with two long beards was blown to the ground by the wind, revealing the Taoist's thin face. The Taoist paused slightly, Immediately after he shouted loudly, his footsteps swayed, and he stood on one foot, making a graceful posture, the long sword in his hand pointed at the dao crown on the ground, as if he wanted to provoke it.

At this moment, the Taoist priest instantly became shorter. Before I had time to react, I heard the Taoist priest’s screams. The scene was quiet for a while, and then countless screams and exclamations came out, and the people around suddenly disappeared. For the most part, there are only a few courageous ones left, who only dare to stand far away and point fingers.

At this time, I saw clearly that there was a gap in the ground at some point. When the Taoist was on the ground with one leg, he just fell into the gap, and his whole leg disappeared. of blood.

Huang Xiaolong looked at us proudly, Wu Jian frowned and said, "You did it, you should be more ruthless."

Huang Xiaolong's eyes widened, and he was about to refute, but Wu Jian had already stepped up, supported the Taoist priest on the ground, and was trying to take out the Taoist priest's feet.

I hurried up to help, the Taoist tried a few times, and cried out in pain, it seemed that his foot had been stuck, and now the priority was to save people, and we couldn't care about the blue brick house for a while.

After Wu Jian and I went up, the other villagers felt relieved when they saw that there was no danger, and they stepped forward to help one by one. Unfortunately, the Taoist priest's foot was obviously stuck to death, and there was no other way, so Wu Jian had to call the police .

After the police arrived, Wu Jian told the police what had happened, then walked up to the pained Jiang San, patted Jiang San on the shoulder, and handed him a cigarette: "Come on, smoke a cigarette."

Jiang San took the cigarette tremblingly, lit it again tremblingly, and said bitterly: "Thank you, big brother." Apparently Jiang San also saw the scene just now very clearly, and was very grateful for Wu Jian's shot, otherwise the Taoist He has to suffer a lot, and if something happens, Jiang San himself will suffer.

Wu Jian chatted with Jiang San using his cliché skills, and finally got Jiang San's permission to enter the unfinished room. In fact, he didn't need Jiang San's permission, and it was probably fine. When we went in , I saw a lot of villagers pointing at the door, and occasionally some bold ones would go in.

The room has no ceiling and is full of light. From the gaps in the blue bricks, black and red liquid is slowly invading. The speed is very slow, but it is indeed flowing out. When you get close, you can smell a faint fishy smell, as if This is dried blood.

We looked at it for a while, but found no other abnormalities. The black and red liquid did not form words at all, and could not provide any useful information. After discussing it, Huang Xiaolong's proposal was unanimously approved. Everyone decided to wait until night to see Will these blue bricks change when the yin is at its heaviest

At this time, the benefits of Wu Jian's routine were also reflected. Jiang San warmly entertained us, and brought some tables and stools from the old house, so that we would not sit on the ground stupidly.

And after chatting with Wu Jian and others for a while, I hurried back to the city. I had to ask Sister Hua for leave. Fortunately, my performance in the past few days has been unanimously praised by everyone except Lulu. It is no problem to ask for leave .