"Okay, this bit of blood, if it is shed, it will be shed, and you still care so much about what you do. There is a car downstairs, and if you don't go downstairs, there will be no more. The fat man's disdainful voice resounded in the hallway

I took out the second bottle in a bit of a daze, put the knife in my bag, and followed the fat man down the stairs.

But when I looked at the car parked downstairs, I really wanted to hit myself twice, and I thought of the fat man too generously.

"Do you want to save some more money?"

The two shared bikes were parked right there, and there seemed to be dust on them.

"Brother in that place, they can't get in, come on, it's good to have a car. Go, get in the car. Fat brother will fly you. ”

There are some things that happened in between, but they can only be brushed aside.

I followed the fat man, and rode wildly all the way, for fear of being caught up, and finally I lost my bearings, and came to a town that I had never seen since I came to the city, and finally turned several taxis into the middle of the place, and then stopped in front of a dilapidated courtyard.

The words on the plaque are much more blurry than the photograph, with four large characters engraved on it.

Yin-Yang Haunted House.

We stopped the car, and the fat man was standing in front of me, the door was closed, and he didn't go up and knock, but only held a card in his hand and muttered something in his mouth. And I stared at the plaque, a little distracted.

"Alright, this will be able to go in. What are you thinking?" asked the fat man in surprise.

"Oh, nothing, it feels like I've been here before, it's just such a plaque, it's a little uncomfortable to look at. I subconsciously replied.

"Yes, it's my first time here, I'm cautious enough, it's not like this, it's a book house, a big book house, oh, it's for paranormal lovers. ”

The fat man stepped forward, and with a slight touch, the heavy door was easily pushed open.

I shook my head, feeling uncomfortable. I always feel that this ghost word is a bit out of place.

But I didn't think about it, and at the same time as the fat man stepped into it, I quickly followed.

"I'm going, I'm going to open a fairyland. ”

"yes, fat brother, I didn't lie to you. ”

The scene behind the door is indeed much better than the dilapidated scene at the gate, but the reason why I am a fairyland is because there is smoke everywhere, as if the palace has descended into the world.

No, I know that the so-called Wonderland is made of artificial dry ice, or something higher, but that's a bit too arrogant.

I could only see a long wooden bridge vaguely, and there seemed to be a rattan chair placed at the head of the bridge, and on both sides of the bridge were rockeries of different shapes, and there was nothing else to see.

The fat man stretched out his hand, laughed, took out a bottle of liquor I was carrying, and opened it boldly and took a sip.

"You're so well prepared that you actually drank it yourself?"

"No, that's the rule of entry. Come on, you'll have to take a suffocation, too. ”

The fat man handed it to me, and I couldn't get rid of it, so I had to do it. I was about to swallow when I saw the fat man squirt out.

"This is not for drinking, I am Wu Ming, you are really a school"

"Huh?"

The fat man waved his hand, took the bottle, and poured some on the ground with each step, and I followed him to the bridge.

"Do you feel anything?" the fat man asked me.

"I feel buoyancy under my feet, what exactly is this fog?"

The fat man didn't answer me right away, but handed me the bottle again, motioning for me to try it.

I tried to drip the wine on the ground, and there was a rush of steam?????? The cool breath slapped on my legs.

"How is this fog wine?"

I don't believe it, but the facts are right in front of me.

"Rare and strange, what you have never seen is still in front of you. ”

The fat man tied the few remaining bottles to his waist, and in a short time we came to the end of the long wooden bridge, where the smoke had cleared considerably, and two stone lions were revealed and sat on either side of the door, and behind them was a wooden house.

"That was the first test just now, and inside this wooden house is the most famous psychic master in this area. ”

"The first test is pouring wine?"

"Then you look back now, and I promise that you will be scared. ”

I shrugged my shoulders slightly, and when I turned around, I could be so easily frightened.

However, I was wrong.

"Fatty, are you sure we're coming from here?"

When the fog cleared, we saw the so-called long wooden bridge we had walked on, which turned out to be two wooden sticks one centimeter long. Only one side of the rattan chair is stuck on a stick, and the other side is suspended in the air.

Underneath the sticks is a bottomless pit.

I wanted to sit on the rattan chair, but now I don't feel it at all.

"What else do you have to say, come, help me spill the wine into the mouths of these two stone lions. ”

"It's so troublesome to see a person. ”

The fat man didn't speak, but pointed to the rockery with his finger.

There is such a sentence written on the rockery.

If you don't give wine to a lion, you can't fix the real underfoot.

"What do you mean!"

"It's that the ground is empty now, and the stone lion is a mechanism, and you can only go to the house by pouring wine into it, don't believe it, you see. ”

The fat man took a bold step, and it's okay. In the second step, the ground shook slightly, in the third step the feeling became stronger and stronger, and in the fourth step, the ground began to tilt back a little.

"Stop, I see, we're standing on a board that leans back. ”

"That's right!"

"But why is it shaking more and more, what is there down here, could it be a living thing?"

I pressed closer to a stone lion as I struggled to open the bottle.

The fat man stepped back a little bit, and stood in front of another stone lion opposite me.

"Wu Ming, I've heard that Tai Sui's head can't move the ground! The living creatures below here are much more powerful than Tai Sui, but what they are, it's quite mysterious. ”

I took advantage of the situation to lift a wine bottle, and suddenly clasped it on the stone lion's throat, watching the wine gurgle into it until it disappeared, and suddenly I felt a little distressed, but the matter has come to this, can I still go backwards?

When both bottles were poured in, the slate finally stopped shaking, and I let out a light breath and stood in front of the door of the cabin.

Since I didn't know what kind of thrills there were, I silently waited for the fat man to push the door, but who knew that he took out the card again, and still had something in his mouth.

"One time he will pay for it, and one time he will pay for it, and he will pay ...... money"

This time we were standing close enough to hear him, and he looked at me and smiled, and pushed the door open.

This time, it's a bit of a look.

A square table, a tea set, three mats ready to talk, and one, bad old man.

"Heh, here we are. Wu Mingyou, you're late. ”

I always feel very awkward to hear such an opening line, because every time I seem to be able to hear such a sentence.

"Hello old man, do you know me?"