This is the first time in my life that I have seen a solid filth, or in other words, the first time I have seen a filth that most resembles an entity. I squinted my eyes, but I could only see a standing silhouette. I couldn't tell the difference in clothes, hair accessories, male or female. At this moment, I can also feel Qin Yiheng's nervousness, because his aura has also changed standing beside me. However, we just stood and confronted each other, and no one dared to move. Time seemed to freeze. I tried my best to adjust my breathing, but I felt more and more tight in my chest.
After a few seconds, maybe a few minutes, in short, under such circumstances, my concept of time must be confused. Just when my nerves were stretched to the limit, the figure suddenly disappeared. I heard Qin Yiheng let out a long breath, and my face was covered in cold sweat. Qin Yiheng quickly regained his composure, and first went to find a flashlight in his bag and lit it. In our line of work, when we enter the house at night, we usually don’t use a flashlight, because the light of the flashlight is too bright, and if it dangles around at night, it will blur other senses, not to mention that what we are doing is originally a dark Most of the evil things are still afraid of light. This fear of light is not because light has the function of dispelling them, but that they will instinctively hide in the dark, which is a bit like people usually like to sleep with the lights off.
On the ground of the house swept by the flashlight, there were many footprints, which were already very messy, and it was impossible to tell whether it belonged to the two of us or someone else. Holding the flashlight in his hand, Qin Yiheng touched the image of Zhong Kui step by step.
I was afraid that those people from before would suddenly come out and attack us at this time, but I didn't have anything at hand to defend myself, so I could only take out a big joss stick from Qin Yiheng's bag, anyway, this thing looked the same in the dark A stick is no different, it can't intimidate an opponent, but at least it can strengthen one's courage.
I followed carefully behind, and when I saw Qin Yiheng walking in front of the statue of Zhong Kui, I was suddenly stunned. Seeing that he was not moving, I stopped instinctively and asked him what was wrong in a low voice. Qin Yiheng didn't speak, but bent down and squatted down, as if he was looking at something on the ground.
I was still a few steps away from him. Although the light from the flashlight was very bright, I couldn't really see what it was. I carefully called Qin Yiheng again, his body trembled slightly, and suddenly said, Jiang Shuo.
I thought he called my name to let me pass, so I approached it step by step, and when I got closer, I saw a wooden board-like thing on the ground, which seemed to be old, or painted with a very dark paint, anyway. The color of the wood is very bad, and there are still a few lines of writing on the board. I took a closer look, and suddenly there was a "buzz" in my head. How could my name and birth date be written on it
Qin Yiheng was obviously also shocked by this board, and he turned around and told me after a while that this is a coffin board, the source must be unknown, and your name and birth date were written on the coffin board, and it was pressed in such an evil place He doesn't know exactly what it is used for, but he can know it with his toes, which is definitely not a good thing. I didn't come back to my senses for a while. Although I heard every word of what Qin Yiheng said, I didn't remember a word. Tiramisu was already in my head, and I couldn't think clearly. I could only light a cigarette and take a deep breath, and then leaned against the wall for a while before I felt a little clearer.
I asked him, what the hell is going on
Qin Yiheng looked at me, and suddenly said, we have to buy this house, because you bought this house a long time ago.
Qin Yiheng's words are so philosophical that I can't see the reason, but I can guess a thing or two from his expression, I'm afraid this time he's in big trouble. I asked him to explain to me, he shook the door with a flashlight, he seemed uneasy about the environment here, then hesitated, pulled me into the yard, and told me that in ancient times, building houses was especially important for large households. When people build a house, whether it is Fengshui, skillful craftsmanship, or even alchemy, they will take it into consideration. A small personal item of the homeowner is usually buried under the homestead. If it is an official family, most of them will bury a strand of the owner's hair in a kit, and there are quite strict requirements on the number of hairs. This strand of hair can only be an odd number. It is said that doing this is called "juzhai", as the name implies, it is to gather the people in the house together so that they will not disperse. At that time, science and technology were not developed, and labor force was the foundation of a family's prosperity, so "Ju Zhai" was still used by many wealthy families. Compared with the official family, those rich local families don't have so many opinions. They usually bury a few jars of gold and silver and settle things hastily. It is worth mentioning that if a woman is in charge of the family, when the house is built, a purse with a sentence written in it will be buried under the house site, but only she can know the contents, and outsiders cannot understand it. Usually, there is a saying in the ancient film and television dramas we watch, that is, dig three feet and find it. This sentence actually comes from here, and the thing we are looking for is "Ju Zhai". When a famous family is ransacked or killed, the last thing the torturer does is to find out the "juzhai". They believe that only by finding the "Ju Zhai", no matter whether they are the descendants of this family who slipped through the net or the unjust souls who have turned into ghosts, they will not be able to return to their home, and they will have no way to find their enemies.
When Qin Yiheng said this, he asked me for a cigarette, and I lit one casually. After listening to his narration, I felt more and more cold all over.
He went on to say, however, "Ju Zhai" alone is not enough. There are two types of Zhai: Yin Zhai and Yang Zhai, which need no further explanation. Yangzhai is a human residence, and Yinzhai is a tomb, but this is not inevitable. Many lonely ghosts who do not live in a Yinzhai cannot enter the road of reincarnation and wander in the world. They always have a place to stay. Yangzhai is a A very good foothold, so in Chinese culture, there are everything from town house objects in the hall to town house door gods and stone carvings in front of the door. And after a well-known family buried the "Ju Zhai", under the two stone lions in front of the door, the owner's birth date and surname will be pressed on the left, and the detailed list of materials will be pressed on the right. This simple explanation is called Xuan There is an owner in the house, and in this way, no matter the big or small ghosts, they will all stay away from them. It is worth mentioning here that not all lions in front of the door will have the function of town houses. If they are not placed properly, they will break the feng shui and bring disasters to the owner. First of all, the mouths of the two lions open one and close, representing the meaning of breathing. The lion's mouth in front of the bank opens and closes. Opening is to attract wealth, and closing is to keep wealth. Finally, the stone lions in front of the ancient temple are the left male and the right female. You can probably understand it by looking at the mouth shape. One is saying "A" and the other is saying "Mi". And these types, no matter which ones are placed out of order, will be accepted in the opposite way.
After listening to Qin Yiheng's speech, I already understood a little bit in my heart. In his opinion, Zhong Kui pressed my birth date, so this house declared to the passers-by that I was the head of the household? And according to this calculation, there will be a lock of my hair under this house? Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel uneasy, and looked back at this house—I can guarantee with my head that I have never been here, let alone buried a strand of my own hair.
I asked him what he thought, his eyes suddenly dimmed, and he said that he was not sure now, and it was the first time he had seen Zhong Kui's birth date under Zhong Kui, and there might be some tricks that we didn't know. Now, the minimum thing we need to do is to determine whether the "Ju Zhai" is buried under this house no matter what. No matter who owns this "community house", we have to dig it out. He is worried that if his guess is correct now, then this house is now using my Yangshou to pay for the things that live in it. Besides, even if his analysis is wrong, if he holds such a house, he will reduce his luck.
In an instant, I felt a chill all over my body. This house must have really surpassed my imagination, but maybe it's just the shadow of us, and it's not as evil as we imagined.
But seeing Qin Yiheng's gloomy expression, I couldn't help feeling tense. After talking about the topic, I realized that the cigarette in my hand had not been smoked a few times, and it was already exhausted. I lit another one and took a deep breath to calm myself down.
Afterwards, we simply packed up our things. Maybe it was a psychological effect. When I walked into the house again, I couldn't describe it with just fear. When I thought about it, I felt awe. I don't know how this feeling came from, but I know that the matter in this house may not be so easy to solve. The way back was very smooth, but I basically walked with one foot deep and one foot shallow. I tried my best for a long time, but my legs still felt weak. Fortunately, we left the phone number of the taxi driver who brought us here before, called and waited for half an hour, the driver came, and we boarded the car and started the return journey. On the way back, I looked out the window, trying to think of something in my mind, but there was nothing inside.
Back at his place of residence, Qin Yiheng immediately called Liuzhi, but unexpectedly, his phone was turned off. At first I thought he had gone to bed, since it was late at night when we got to the hotel. However, the next morning, when Qin Yiheng called Liuzhi again, the phone was still turned off. Until noon, Liuzhi's phone was not answered.
The sunlight came in through the windows of the hotel during the day, I opened the curtains and lay on the bed, forgetting the thrilling experience of last night. But Qin Yiheng was frowning, standing by the window thinking for a long time, then suddenly turned around and told me that he went to find some construction workers, but he couldn't buy this house, so we have to try to dismantle it in advance, and then he walked out quickly the door.