pile of ingots.
Xuan Min heard the sound, raised his foot and stepped over the threshold to the outside, and asked Master Liu, "Who lives in the house on the northwest side?"
Master Liu glanced at the northeast corner in confusion: "That's the house I live in."
Xuan Min glanced at him and said again: "Northeast."
Master Liu: "Ah? The Northeast? The Northeast House is lived in by my son Liu Jin, the youngest son who accidentally fell into the well this morning. What are you asking about, Master? Is there something wrong with these two houses?"
Xuan Min didn't answer immediately, but paused for a while before saying, "Have you ever heard of the Bureau of Pumping Rivers into the Sea?"
There was no joy or anger on his face, and he still had a cold and expressionless look, as if he was just asking something as common as "eat and drink", but Master Liu's face was already white.
He stood outside the door, his neck froze for a long time, then he moved his eyes and glanced in the direction of the chest of drawers in the back room. When he saw that the chest of drawers had been moved, his face became even more ugly: "This, this ... To tell you the truth, Master, my body and bones have not been very refreshing in the past two years, so, so-"
Master Liu hesitated outside the door, and Jiang Shining was no longer there. When Master Liu probed into the question, he took two steps back, just avoiding Master Liu's sight. One is that he, a deceased person, suddenly gets into trouble in front of someone he knows, and the other is... As soon as he saw Master Liu, his resentment could not stop rushing upwards.
Thinking of the sins his parents had suffered during their lifetime, he couldn't help but grit his back teeth.
Just as he was holding back his anger by the wall, Liu Chong, who was handling the paper ingot, saw the paper talisman on the ground after realizing it.
The fool's attention was always easily distracted. He stared at the yellow paper talismans for a while, then threw away the paper ingot in his hand and took two steps to squat in front of the paper talismans.
If the drooping child sees something novel, no matter whether it is clean or dirty, safe or dangerous, he always likes to touch it with his hands. Fool Liu Chong stayed in such an ignorant age. He stared at the three copper nails for a while, and couldn't help but reached out and touched the tips of the nails.
The shiny copper nails were still extremely sharp at the top, as if they had just been polished, and it would not be a problem to blow and break the hair, not to mention Liu Chong's thin skin.
So, the fool touched the blood on his hand.
"Hey - don't move!" When Jiang Shining reacted and wanted to stop it, it was already a step too late.
The blood beads slid down the copper nails and seeped into the yellow paper.
Liu Chong was stunned by his shouting, and raised his head blankly.
For a moment, Jiang Shining felt that the whole old house was eerily quiet, and it seemed that even the cold wind that was constantly beating against the walls outside the house suddenly stopped.
Lonely ghosts are probably more sensitive than real people. He only feels that there is no breath around him, and it is almost eerily calm.
Xuan Min, who was facing Master Liu at the door of the house, suddenly raised his eyebrows and glanced upwards.
The wind is silent and the clouds are silent, and there is no sound in all directions.
The entire Liu family mansion suddenly became silent...
This strange silence didn't last long, just a few blinks of an eye, and the wind suddenly rang again, "wheezing and sobbing", completely different from the previous one, inexplicably a little resentful.
After a few back and forth, the whimpering and sobbing of the wind became louder and louder. At first glance, it seemed like wild ghosts from all over the world were crying together, and it was horrifying to hear.
In this strange wind howling like ghosts and wolves, something suddenly made a "hum-" sound.
It's like the tail tone of the golden utensils, but it's slightly different.
Xue Xian, who was drooping between Xuan Min's fingers, tensed up in an instant. This voiceless voice might be difficult for others to distinguish, but he could hear it very clearly.
Because it sounded like something he was looking for.
northeast!
Xue Xian reluctantly raised his face and looked in that direction.
The bald donkey asked just now, who lives in the northeast house
Xue Xian was thinking about it, but the strange sound merged with the howling wind, and it suddenly became severe. At that moment, everyone present felt that someone had hit the back of the head with a sap, his ears were buzzing, his eyes were black, and he lost his mind.
Chapter 8 Gold Ingots (4)
When the humming passed and the blackness like sesame seeds slowly faded away, Xue Xian realized something was wrong—
Below him is the ground paved with bluestone slabs, which can rub against a piece of dark green moss when he moves. Obviously, he fell to the ground, and the bald donkey that had been holding him was gone.
Not only the bald donkey, he turned his head and took a look around, and Master Liu didn't know where he was going. The house behind him is still there, but this house has a door and a face, and the forehead of the door is still carved.