After a lapse of time, a new resident finally moved to this building. I heard the landlord's aunt said that she was a single woman. She was very daring and named her surname to live in the room where Su Yu died. Meet upstairs.
"This girl is still successful. She paid half a year's rent at one time. Don't bully others. You shouldn't talk about Su Yu, don't talk nonsense, keep your mouth shut."
Since the murder happened here, basically no one in the vicinity dares to come to rent a house. Besides, if you can pay the rent for half a year at one time, it is considered a lot of money. Why should you live in such a small place and deliberately want to live in Su Yu. The dead room was indescribably weird.
The landlord's aunt didn't expect this level, she was overjoyed with the money, twisted her waist and went to play cards with the three aunts and six wives.
In the morning, the female resident quietly moved over, with a pitiful amount of luggage, only two suitcases, the rollers were sliding between the corridors, the sound was very obvious, Yan Yu heard the movement, and glanced through the crack of the door.
The woman was wearing a short skirt that covered the hips. Her exposed legs were extremely thick, wheat-colored, with faintly visible muscle outlines. Her height was initially estimated to be over 1.7 meters. Just as smooth, he walked upstairs effortlessly with two suitcases.
The skirt on her body is a limited edition, and the crystal chain on her wrist starts at 30,000 yuan, which is completely out of tune with this place. Just when Yan Yu was about to close the door, the woman turned around and smiled at him. laugh.
What a face that is.
The place on the right near the ear seems to have been scalded by boiling water, twisted vertically and horizontally, thick eyebrows, aquiline nose, high cheekbones, thick lips, it is really ugly and unseemly, not half of a woman's gentle and bright, even smiling. With a bit of grimness.
Yan Yu was indifferent and closed the door.
Xun Chuan sat cross-legged on the bed, and glanced at the ceiling, "Someone moved in."
Yan Yu is always good at grasping the key points: "Well, she's a woman, tall, with long hair, and quite rich."
When Xun Chuan heard the words, he suddenly laughed, the corners of his mouth were sullen and unspeakable. He swept his palms across the air, and a bank card appeared on the table without a sound. The one in front of his tomb.
Xun Chuan stared at him and asked coldly, "Is it enough for you?"
The system rang weakly: [ding~]
[Please implement the four-character policy of self-reliance and self-improvement, and resolutely support the system's guidelines. Do not eat the soft rice of human beings, let alone the soft rice of ghosts! 】
If the system was a ghost, Yan Yu would be the first to take it away, and it would never be beyond life.
At dawn, Yan Yu should go out and set up a stall to tell his fortune. While packing his things, he said, "Money will never be enough to spend."
Didn't even get that card.
He put his bag on his back and was about to go out, but when he looked back, he found that Xun Chuan had no intention of following.
Yan Yu knocked on the door panel with his fingers, attracting his attention: "I'm out."
Xun Chuan rolled over and lay down on the bed: "The sun is shining, you can go by yourself."
Half of his body hangs by the bed, he falls, floats up, falls, and floats up again, just like a mentally handicapped child, Yan Yu thinks he can't go if he doesn't want to go, he can save himself some trouble, and closes the door with a click .
Xun Chuan didn't move, and listened to Yan Yu's footsteps going out. When he was far away, he sat up and took a shot with his fingertips. The fourth drawer of the desk not far away suddenly opened automatically. A piece of paper on the top floated into his hands.
People who have not been in contact with life sciences cannot understand this picture, and Xun Chuan is no exception. The six-pointed star has an inner ring and an outer ring, and the five elements are marked on it.
The gold in the outer ring faces the wood in the inner ring, the wood in the inner ring faces the earth in the outer ring, the earth faces the water, the water faces the fire, and the fire faces the gold.
Xun Chuan quietly got out of bed and opened the drawer on the first floor. There was an arithmetic book in it. He glanced at it, and only knew that the six-pointed star hexagram was the basic pattern of fortune-telling, but nothing else. Know.
He wanted to ask Yan Yu, but he felt that the other party would not necessarily tell the truth, so he could only put the things back as they were.
The more expensive residential areas are located in places with excellent feng shui, and they face the sun, so the chances of generating ghosts are smaller, but the crowded and messy residential buildings, such as this place where Yan Yu lives, will grow over time. The three religions and nine classes are mixed, with the most ghosts and ghosts. Although the ghosts have not yet been encountered, it is not a legend if you think about it.
Xun Chuan opened the curtains a bit, and there was always a figure sitting at the desk on the window opposite the gatehouse. It was a painter in his fifties. He died of a heart attack before he became famous. By chance, he became a wandering ghost. Every day. The most common thing to do is to paint.
That room is the most beautiful room in the whole building. There are always colorful patterns painted on the walls, but an extra painting for no reason is always scary, so the previous resident has moved out.
Such is life, it comes and goes.
With the passage of time, the sun was getting weaker, Xun Chuan had nothing to do and floated past. The old painter was still painting. On the snow-white walls were clusters of sunflowers, facing the scorching sun, blooming very brightly.
He has gray hair, colorful clothes, and a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose. With a concentrated expression, he used a paintbrush dipped in paint stolen from a painting material store, and drew little by little on the wall.
This is the lowest-level wandering soul, without sanity, just blindly repeating the things that he liked to do most during his lifetime.
Xun Chuan floated away, changing into an unfamiliar appearance. At first glance, he was no different from a normal person. He took the bank card and walked downstairs.
At this moment, no one knew he was dead.
At sunset, Xun Chuan walked back slowly. He went to the bank to withdraw a sum of money and bought a lot of things. He was full of things. There was an old grandma on crutches at the entrance of the alley. She was also a swimmer. Soul, walking around every day, kept saying, "Guofeng... Have you seen Guofeng... He should go home..."
Guofeng is her wife. She moved out two years ago. The low-level wandering spirits couldn't leave the place where they died, so she was trapped in this place.
Xun Chuan looked at it coldly, and felt that he was lucky, but he felt that he was not lucky.
Yan Yu came back earlier than usual. As soon as he got home, he saw the table full of things, so he couldn't help looking up at Xun Chuan: "You went out today."
It is an affirmative sentence, not an interrogative sentence.
"Well."
Xun Chuan responded perfunctorily, then continued to lie on the bed watching TV, Yan Yu didn't say anything, went to the window and opened the curtain to look out, then closed it again, and pasted a few yellow talismans on it.
Seeing this, Xun Chuan lifted his eyelids and was about to say something when someone knocked on the door suddenly, the rhythm was slow, obviously not belonging to the landlord's aunt, Yan Yu stopped what he was doing, as if he was considering whether to open the door or not. .
Xun Chuan rolled in a circle on the bed: "It's a human, not a ghost."
Yan Yu seemed to know who it was, opened the door, and as expected, the new neighbor who moved in today was standing outside.
"Hello, I'm Su Qing who moved upstairs." The woman smiled slightly, her facial features were even more terrifying, but her voice was soft and gentle. It's a neighbor, and I don't have any greetings, these are the cookies I baked myself, I hope you like it."
After she finished speaking, she generously handed Yan Yu a box of biscuits, and glanced around the room inadvertently, but it happened to meet Xun Chuan's gaze, and she couldn't help laughing: "Oh, such a beautiful brother, neck. Why is it bleeding, let's wipe it off."
Xun Chuan's expression changed subtly when he heard the words.
Yan Yu looked at Su Qing expressionlessly, but the other party just smiled and waved his hand: "I'm leaving, I'll take care of you in the future."
Seeing her leaving, Xun Chuan silently covered the stab wound at his throat, his eyes darkened, and he didn't understand how Su Qing saw it, or did the other party, like Yan Yu, a famous warlock
Yan Yu seemed to know what he was thinking, closed the door and said, "She is not an ordinary person, let's take a look at the situation first."
After speaking, he continued to stick the remaining talisman on the door.
His behavior was a little unusual, Xun Chuan couldn't help but glanced outside, but saw that the window was crowded with wandering spirits, big and small, rushing towards here, and after a while, even the corridor was full of noisy movements that ordinary people couldn't hear. .
There are the cries of women, the sound of cracking the skull with a hammer, and the giggling giggles. All kinds of voices are crowded together, like a hodgepodge. Yan Yu's constitution is easy to attract ghosts, but it is not so loud. Huo Da, he covered his eyelids with two fingers, and found that the door was full of wandering spirits, one next to the other, in an orderly manner, walking up like a queue, and the target was the fourth floor.
Xun Chuan's face was sinking like water, and he clearly felt how troublesome the woman just now was: "Would you like to go up and check the situation?"
Yan Yu told the truth: "If you don't go, I can't beat so many ghosts."
The master is in the folk, and the failure is in the underworld. One mistake may become the same species as Xun Chuan.
There was a ghost with a broken head, who was beating his head desperately with a hammer. His voice was dull, and even the listeners had a headache. Xun Chuan and Yan Yu stood behind the door, quietly observing the movement outside, and found that the ghosts were lining up. Shi frowned, but as long as you go up to the fourth floor, you must be happy when you come down.
Xun Chuan's sharp eyes found that there was still a famous grandmother on crutches standing in the team. It was the one who went back and forth at the entrance of the alley every day to find his wife. With a thought, he seemed to understand something, but he was not sure.
Xun Chuan said, "I'll go out and have a look."
Yan Yu: "No."
Xun Chuan: "Then you go out and have a look?"
Yan Yu: "No."
Xun Chuan closed his eyes, felt it silently, and found that none of the wandering spirits in the queue were more resentful than himself, and said to Yan Yu: "They are all low-level resentful spirits, and there should be nothing wrong."
After saying that, his figure flashed, and he went straight through the door.
Xun Chuan was full of resentment and had a certain deterrent power. Those wandering spirits unconsciously retreated a little and kept their distance from him. Xun Chuan looked around and walked up the long line, and found that it was Su Qing's ghost.
The door of her room was wide open, and she sat quietly behind the table, with a stool in front of her, and a female wandering soul sitting opposite, not knowing what she was doing, dangling with a turtle shell in her hand, a copper coin There was a rustling sound, and he was even more amazing than Yan Yu.