Thinking of this question, Yang Xianmao was frightened again. This place is really weird, what is this third uncle leaving for himself? He was very curious. But he won't open it now. After Long Po handed this thing to Yang Xianmao, she breathed a long sigh of relief, a burst of relief appeared on her face, and said, "Okay, I have completed the task given to me by the master, and I can rest assured." ”

Saying this, Long Po turned around and leaned her back slowly. You go to the room, lift the curtain and kick up a puff of dust, and disappear into the dim room.

Yang Xianmao was even more creepy when he was said by the dragon woman, could it be that this dragon woman ......

Thinking of the possible things later, Yang Xianmao felt even more palpitations, and glanced back at Luo Xiaomei. Luo Xiaomei also seemed to be frightened, and looked at Yang Xianmao fixedly.

Yang Xianmao put the small box under his armpit, and then walked to the curtain in the inner room and shouted, "Long Po?"

There is no answer in it.

Yang Xianmao gently lifted the curtain and flew up small pieces of dust. He stepped in, looked into the room, and shuddered with fright, and stood there as if he had stopped breathing.

Luo Xiaomei didn't dare to stay outside alone, because although the sun hadn't set yet, the window paper around the old house was covered with thick dust. When you enter the house, the light is dim, it is even darker than dusk. I really didn't dare to stay alone, so I quickly lifted the curtain and entered the back room, only by following Yang Xianmao's side, she would have a sense of security.

Yang Xianmao saw that this inner room was very small, with only one bed, a chair and a washing shelf. The bedding on the bed is still well laid, but the bedding has been torn and riddled with holes. The fragments were scattered around, and they should have been sealed and blown away, and under the old silk quilt there was a dead man's skeleton, lying quietly. The bones were partially weathered, cracked dry, and the gray hair on top of the head was scattered around the pillow at the head of the bed.

With just one glance, Yang Xianmao could determine that he had been dead for at least a hundred years.

There were no doors around the house, and the windows were well closed. Although the window paper is broken, the window lattices are still intact. The old dragon woman entered the back room and disappeared out of thin air, where did she go?

Yang Xianmao subconsciously squatted down to check under the bed, the bed was empty, there was nothing, and there was no other place in the house to hide people. Seeing this, Yang Xianmao only felt a numb scalp. At this time, Luo Xiaomei's screams came from behind her, she must have been frightened by the scene she saw in front of her.

Yang Xianmao was only shocked before, but Luo Xiaomei's voice behind him really scared him a lot. Immediately turned around, and saw Luo Xiaomei's eyes full of horror, her body kept trembling, covering her mouth with her hands, but her eyes were still staring at Yang Xianmao.

People are like that, they can't control their limbs in a situation of extreme fear. Even though she knew that she should turn around and run away now, she couldn't complete these actions in a panic, as if her whole body was already in a state of stiffness.

Yang Xianmao hurriedly blocked Luo Xiaomei's sight with her body, held her arm with her hand and said, "Little sister, are you okay?" Don't worry, it's just a bone. There's nothing to be afraid of, everyone has it. ”

Yang Xianmao pretended to be relaxed, but his voice was somewhat trembling. Because Yang Xianmao blocked Luo Xiaomei's sight and comforted her, Luo Xiaomei slowly recovered from her extreme fright. She was finally able to control her body again, she trembled and grabbed Yang Xianmao's hand and said, "Let's, let's go." ”

Yang Xianmao said: "Wait a minute, I want to find out what is going on." ”

Yang Xianmao patted her arm, then turned around. Slowly stepping forward, he wanted to see what was going on. When he walked over to the bed and looked down at the white bones, he was once again stunned by what he saw. Because he saw that there was a collar hanging from the neck of this white bone, and the style and pattern of the collar were exactly the same as the previous Long Po.

Could it be that this corpse belonged to Long Po? Could it be that Long Po's already dead soul was left in the house, waiting to give this box to herself, and then go to the underworld to be reincarnated? This terrible thought came to Yang Xianmao's mind.

Luo Xiaomei didn't dare to leave Yang Xianmao, so she hurriedly followed two steps. Seeing that Yang Xianmao actually leaned over to the side of the bed to look, he was even more frightened and his body trembled like a dead leaf in the wind, and he suddenly grabbed Yang Xianmao's arm, and said in a still trembling voice: "Let's go quickly, this place is haunted." ”

Yang Xianmao nodded, he didn't want to stay any longer. The scenes I saw in front of me were really incredible, and I subconsciously reached out and grabbed Luo Xiaomei's wrist. He led her from the inner room to the outer room, glanced at the dim outer room, and then stepped out the door, and went to the bottom of the porch to look around. After thinking about it, he said to Luo Xiaomei: "Why don't you go out first?" I want to look around this mansion, what else is strange." ”

Luo Xiaomei was about to cry, but she didn't dare to go out alone, and she didn't worry about leaving Yang Xianmao here alone, he was her father's hope. So he gritted his teeth and said, "I don't, I want to be with you." ”

Yang Xianmao actually didn't worry about letting my little sister go out alone, in case something happened, it would be miserable. So he nodded and took her hand and walked slowly to the master bedroom, where a door had collapsed and the floor was covered with thick dust. In the middle of this master bedroom is a small living room, and there is a picture of a crane hanging in the middle hall. There is a square table below, and there are two chairs on both sides, both of which are made of fine nanmu, and the chairs are also full of dust. There was nothing unusual about this room except for the nave and the chairs. So Yang Xianmao didn't go in, he pulled Luo Xiaomei and walked to the side room next to him.

Yang Xianmao didn't walk in with Luo Xiaomei, because the situation inside could also be seen from the damaged window paper outside. He walked to the window outside the side of the room, and he didn't even need to put his face on it, because the window was already broken, and most of the scene inside was clear at a glance.

It's just that this look scared Yang Xianmao again, because there was a white bone lying quietly on a bed in the room, which had also been severely weathered, and some of the bones had been broken. And there is also a white bone on a chair next to the bed, judging from the bone clothes, it is a noble lady's dress, the dress is hanging on the white bone, the color has long been shabby, I can't see what it looks like, but from the style, I can tell that it is a woman's long skirt.

Luo Xiaomei just nervously held Yang Xianmao's hand and trembled, obviously too scared.

Yang Xianmao pulled her to continue walking, walked to the side room, and took another look. Inside the chamber was a white skeleton lying on the table, also highly weathered. Most of the clothes were in tatters, except for a few that were still scattered on top of the corpses.

When he looked around, there were seven or eight corpses in this inner house, all of which were highly weathered, which meant that these people had been dead for at least a hundred years.

Yang Xianmao's heart was furious, in Longzhou City, in a house next to the street where people came and went. There is a family that has been dead for hundreds of years, but no one knows what is going on.

In the face of such a strange thing, Yang Xianmao will certainly not sit idly by, and must find out. He decided to meet Li Zheng, who was in charge of this area, because Li Zheng should know every household well. So he took Luo Xiaomei out of the courtyard and found Lizheng, who was in charge of this area.

Here is a big man, burly, who has just returned from a busy trip from the castle tower. It's a coincidence, not long after I entered the house, I saw Yang Xianmao.

After hearing what Yang Xianmao said, Li Zheng couldn't help but pause for a moment, and then smiled: "You are mistaken, the owner of this house is indeed surnamed Yang, but they only moved south a month ago." Because the Jin army was coming, the family was afraid, so they entrusted this mansion to me to take care of it. I went in and walked around two days ago, but I didn't see any problems. ”

Yang Xianmao couldn't help but gasp when he heard this, and said, "You just went in a few days ago, didn't you see anything strange in this mansion?"

"No, everything is fine. Did you go in? Who are you?"

Luo Xiaomei hurriedly said: "This Brother Yang is the nephew of the owner of this mansion, and he calls him the third uncle. ”

"Yes, we went in just now and saw an old lady named Long Po. ”

When Li Zheng heard this, he couldn't help but glance up and down at Luo Xiaomei, and then at Yang Xianmao. He lowered his voice and said, "Do you really see that old lady named Long Po? Is it toothless and with a gold collar around her neck?"

Luo Xiaomei and Yang Xianmao were both taken aback.

He shook his head with a wry smile and said, "This is trouble, I advise you two, if you are willing, it is best to find a Taoist to do things for you and exorcise evil spirits, you may see hell." ”

Both were taken aback: "What's going on?"

Li Zheng swallowed his saliva with difficulty, beckoned Yang Xianmao and the two of them to sit down and said: "This is a long story, but I will go to the city tower to practice defense after dinner, and I don't have more time to chat with you, so I will talk to you briefly." Many of the people in this Yang Yuanwai's family have dreamed of this toothless old woman, with a gold collar around her neck, claiming to be surnamed Long, called Long Po, and saying that she was the personal maid of the old lady in the previous family. At the beginning, there were one or two people who dreamed, and everyone didn't think it was strange, but then there were more people in the dream, and they talked to each other, so everyone was afraid, so they went to invite a Taoist to tell the fortune and look at feng shui. The man said that the house was indeed unclean, and that the people in the house had been plagued by a plague a long time ago, and all died. Since then, the house has changed hands several times, and every time someone has all kinds of strange things happening, and after a long time, no one dares to live in it. ”

Yang Xianmao asked him, "What is the name of the family that died, and what did he do?"

Li Zheng shook his head and said, "This blind fortune teller didn't say anything, he only said that the family died because of the plague." ”

Yang Xianmao sighed and asked, "The fortune teller is a blind man, is it gray hair?"

"Yes, he's a good diviner. I heard that it was the host of a Taoist temple in Tongzhou, and when he traveled to Longzhou, many people ran to him to tell the hexagram, and the owner of this house, Mrs. Yang, also went to ask him to calculate. ”