Chapter 174 Haunted (Middle) [Asking for a monthly pass]
"You kid is just a nest, what the hell is there in this world?"
After seeing Zhang Mo's appearance, Lao Wu Tou took a flashlight and took a look at the backyard, he had fought the famous Sino-Indian border self-defense counterattack in sixty years.
"Where is the ghost? Sister Yan, you and Zhang Mo are both dazzled, right?"
Lao Wu Tou even walked to the backyard and turned on the lights in the yard, except for the sound of the wind coming from the weeping flower door that was knocked down behind, the entire backyard was no different from usual.
"No...... That's right, there are ghosts, there are really ghosts......"
Zhang Mo's voice was already crying, he clearly saw the palace maid walking at the end, and grinned at him, the pale face and blood-red lips made him never forget it in his life.
Before Zhang Mo finished speaking, Sister Yan also spoke: "That's right, there are ghosts, there are five female ghosts, all wearing ancient clothes and hats on their heads.
"No, what I saw were three female ghosts, Mom, that face is pale......" There were more people around it, there was a warmth on his body, and Zhang Mo spoke much more neatly.
After hearing the words of the two of them, everyone around them felt a tingling in their scalps, if one person said there was a ghost, it would be fine, but both of them saw the ghost, and they said it plausibly, everyone couldn't help but believe it.
In particular, Zhang Mo and Sister Yan are usually not good stubble, one is brave and squatted in prison, and the other has a fierce personality.
"This matter is a bit evil, why do I feel that the backyard seems a little colder? Maybe it's going to change?"
Lao Wu Tou, who had been wandering around the backyard, felt a little hairy in his heart after coming out.
"He Uncle Wu, the old king wouldn't have moved away because of the haunting, right?"
"That's right, the good house is sold, there must be a tricky ...... in it."
"Just ask the expert to come and take a look and do a ritual......"
After hearing Lao Wu Tou's words, everyone in the yard started talking about it, and when they saw Zhang Mo and Sister Yan being frightened, they all believed that the two of them had really collided with ghosts.
"Dad, that...... So what do you think we should do now? Brother Zhang is not a liar......"
Don't look at Wu Lao'er looking rough, but he doesn't have much courage, after hearing everyone's words, his legs and feet trembled a little.
You must know that this is the root of the imperial city, and there are always 100,000 or 80,000 palace maids and eunuchs who died in this palace in the Ming and Qing dynasties, and it is difficult to guarantee that it will not be those ghosts who died unjustly wandering out.
"What should I do? This Langlang Qiankun has a fart ghost, with your courage, don't be scared to death when you go to the battlefield?"
Lao Wu Tou knocked his son angrily and said: "You old man I have lived here for more than 30 years, and I have never seen any ghosts, okay, you move me a bed, I will live in the backyard today!"
Seeing that these people all believe that there are ghosts in the backyard, he can't help but be more real, he wants to use facts to explain that there are no ghosts in this world.
Wu Lao Er was afraid that something would happen to his old son, so he said: "Dad, I think it's better to forget it, wait for Ming'er to invite a Taoist priest to exorcise ghosts......"
"Invite a fart Taoist priest, if there is a ghost, I will catch you!"
Lao Wu scolded his son angrily, forcing him to move a bed from the utility room that had just been lifted out of the backyard, and said to everyone: "Okay, disperse, disperse, let's all go home and sleep......"
Seeing that Lao Wu Tou had slept in the backyard, the fear in everyone's hearts gradually disappeared.
I don't know if it's a psychological factor or something, many people vaguely heard a crying sound coming from the backyard, until after dawn, several families couldn't close their eyes.
"Old Uncle Wu, you...... What's wrong with you? Why is your complexion so ugly? By the way, I seemed to hear crying yesterday, did you hear it?"
Early the next morning, the people who couldn't sleep in the households simply got up and ran into Lao Wu Tou coming out of the backyard, and they couldn't help but be surprised.
Old man Wu, who was still red when he went in yesterday, was a little blue this time, which was even more ugly than Zhang Mo yesterday, which made those people beat the drum even more.
"How can there be any crying? I just feel a little cold, I'm getting up to get the quilt ......" Lao Wu Tou rubbed his face when he spoke, he really didn't hear any sound, and he slept until dawn and was woken up.
Several people were talking in the yard, and his daughter-in-law's voice sounded in Zhang Mo's room: "He's Uncle Wu, come and help, Zhang Mo, Zhang Mo, he can't burn it......"
Lao Wu touched Zhang Mo's forehead, the temperature was a little hot, and he quickly said: "This ...... I really have a fever, let's go, hurry up and go to the hospital......"
Early this morning, the entire courtyard house was in a mess because of this incident, and no one was sleepy.
After accompanying Zhang Mo's daughter-in-law to send Zhang Mo to the hospital, Lao Wu Tou didn't have time to leave, and he even started a fever and stayed in the hospital to hang up the water.
Some people said that they saw the maid who died unjustly in the old palace yesterday, and some said that they were wronged souls who ran out of the palace.
Some people also said that the objects they moved away yesterday were all used by the ghosts in the past, but now they are gone, and they have started to make trouble for people, and they have to send things back.
Some people even say that this is a ghost gate, the old king is the reincarnation of Zhong Kui, so he can be calmed, but now that he is gone, the little ghosts will come out one by one to harm people.
As the saying goes, good things don't go out, bad things spread thousands of miles, and the haunted thing of this courtyard house spread throughout the entire imperial city in a few hours, and even the people who ate in the early shop at the entrance of the alley were talking about it.
The old lady who came back from dancing in the park in the morning, after walking into the yard with her early, grabbed Ye Tian who was about to go out for a walk and asked, "Ye Tian, did your child do anything yesterday?"
"Yesterday? What are you doing? Didn't you just go to that courtyard?" Ye Tian said with a confused face.
"What are you really not doing?"
The old lady stared at Ye Tian's eyes, she knew that Ye Tian knew the knowledge of feng shui physiognomy, and when she heard the rumors of haunting outside, she immediately thought of Ye Tian.
"I really didn't do anything, I just moved everything in the backyard, aunt, what's wrong with you?" Ye Tian snickered in his heart, but his face was calm, and he naturally knew what would happen with the formation he put out.
"Alas, that yard was haunted yesterday, and all three people will be admitted to the hospital, Xiaotian, are you really messing around?" The old lady's intuition told her that this matter must have something to do with Ye Tian.
In addition to Lao Wu Tou and Zhang Mo, Sister Yan, who often scolds the street, also went to the hospital after the two, and the rumors from the outside world also intensified, and even the streets and police stations went to people early in the morning.
Ye Tian smiled bitterly and said: "Auntie, I have been at home all yesterday, what the hell can I do? I can't pretend to be a ghost in the middle of the night to scare people anyway, right?"
"That's right, but Xiaotian, if it's really haunted there, wouldn't we buy a haunted house?" The old lady suddenly thought of this layer and couldn't help but change her expression drastically.
"Auntie, when those people move away, I can just invite the Taoist priest of Baiyun Temple to do a ritual......" Ye Tian laughed when he heard this, he could guess that someone in the courtyard would invite a monk and Taoist priest at this time.
However, that place was a naturally formed yin-yang acupuncture point, which ordinary monks and Taoists would never be able to decipher.
As for those flower pots, Ye Tian was even less worried, they were formations laid out with the inheritance in his mind, and outsiders couldn't recognize them at all except for the lineage of lineage.
The old lady had no choice but to speak: "It's not your ghost, go back to the yard and take a look, the province will be missed......"
It is said that the old lady is not talking nonsense, and some people really suspect Ye Tian and say that he is the ghost, but this statement is very unmarketable, because Ye Tian left a very good impression on them yesterday.
"Hey, aunt, I'll go now!"
Ye Tian nodded, took the soy milk and xiaolongbao from the old lady's hand, and walked towards the courtyard while eating.
"This Nine Yin Killing Formation is really powerful!"
As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, Ye Tian felt a strong evil energy coming to his face, of course, this was also related to Ye Tian's keen sensitivity to the energy of heaven and earth, but ordinary people would not feel this way when they came in.
"Xiaoye, are you here?"
The people who lived in this yard saw Ye Tian come in, and their faces suddenly became a little complicated, this house they bought yesterday is haunted today, and whoever looks at Ye Tian will feel that this person is quite unlucky.
"Sister-in-law Li, what the hell is going on? By the way, what did that policeman do?"
Ye Tian found that outside the residents in the yard, Director Ma, whom he had seen before, walked out of the backyard with a man in a police uniform.
"Don't mention it, it was haunted yesterday!"
Sister-in-law Li didn't seem to want to say more about this, pointed at Ye Tian and said to Director Ma: "Director Ma, weren't you the landlord just now? He is."
"Hey, young man, I think I've seen you somewhere, right?"
When Ma Ping looked at Ye Tian, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, in fact, he was quite impressed by that college student, but the color of Ye Tian's hair changed, which made Ma Ping a little afraid to recognize him.
"Director Ma, my aunt is Ye Donglan, we met once in the past two years......" Ye Tian knew that his identity could not be hidden, so he simply made it clear by himself.
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PS: Thank you [$▅▆▇ Brother Dao for becoming the twenty-second leader of the fortune teller, and for Brother Dao's addition.
Shouting for a monthly pass, today's monthly pass is too sad, we didn't even make it into the top ten, is our combat effectiveness so poor?
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(End of this chapter)