Chapter 573: Who Can Not Be Crazy (Fan)

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"Danyang, this is ...... Where did you find this? ”

I looked at Sister Chen's face that was gradually turning white, and my body was a little uncontrollable and leaned on the door frame, "Sister Chen, I want to ask you about this, how can there be a portrait of an old man in the house." ”

The most taboo in the old house is the relics of the deceased, to put it mildly, now the people in the city are old and the body is not going to pull home, they are all put in the hospital to swallow the air, this is why, one is now that there are regulations in the city not to let the funeral at the door of the house is said to disturb the people, the rest of the reason is the house, the building walks by people who do not know who dares to live, not to mention renting, selling that has to be hidden, no one will say that this house is sent away, This also puts the portrait under the sponge mat, isn't it obvious that I am going to memorize the words and hit the evil!

I said how I have nightmares every night, my health is not good, my luck is still bad, the roots are here!

Sister Chen didn't dare to move, and she didn't say that she picked up the portrait and carefully measured it to determine who it was, the portrait was on my bed, and the old man on the portrait seemed to be looking at us expressionlessly.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Sister Chen looked at me, "Danyang, this, is my cousin's husband, who has been gone for more than a year, and he walked in the hospital, not died at home, this house is ......"

I raised my hand and interrupted Sister Chen's words, "Sister Chen, I didn't say where the old man died, to be honest, I'm not afraid of these things, I was exposed to a lot when I was a child, even if an old man died in this house, as long as he was old and walked normally, it would be fine, but this portrait was placed under the sponge cushion, which was obviously deliberate......"

"Deliberately?"

Sister Chen was stunned for a moment, then shook her head, "Impossible, who can do this." ”

I sighed softly, "Sister Chen, I won't tell you, my grandma is the gentleman who fiddles with these things, she told me when I was very young, being a man is not afraid of shadows, I admit that I haven't offended anyone, no one will deliberately be so bad to me, since I moved in, I will do the dream that someone said I pressed him, I thought it was my work pressure too much, and later, I also used some methods I knew, and the dream was not done, but last night it suddenly became serious, maybe you don't believe it, Last night I saw this old man sitting in the big closet across the bed staring at me, what a ......"

Sister Chen was frightened when she heard my words, and she couldn't help but lean towards my side, her eyes still aimed at the big closet door, "Danyang, don't scare me." ”

I'm not scared at all when I toss it so much, and it's strange to say, since I tossed this portrait out, there is nothing to do, I can't see anything, it may also be related to the old man's comfort, and when I toss it out, I won't press him anymore, so naturally I won't bother me.

As soon as possible, I called my grandma first, and then I found Sister Chen to come over, "Sister Chen, I don't need to scare you, you can see for yourself." β€œ

Saying that, I stretched out my hand to turn over the portrait, and on the back, I could vaguely see a blood mark, which was pressed with my fingers, "Look, there is a blood mark on it, my grandmother said, if there is blood, it is pressed by my own family, and I am stained with the anger of my immediate family, sleeping on this bed, which is equivalent to pressing the coffin board of the old man, ordinary people will not do this, not to mention that I live, no one who lives in this house will not stop." ”

Grandma said that this old man may not want to scare me much, because I gave incense and it was considered to have stopped for a while, but I suddenly came to something, women's menstrual affairs are often understood as bad luck, but in fact, there are other effects, for example, sometimes it can be used to ward off evil spirits, I have not broken the body, the body is still yin, this blood is not strong, not to mention, you just put menstrual blood on a living person's face, he has to be angry, not to mention that this menstrual blood is equivalent to pouring on the head of the old man, to put it bluntly, this old man is uncomfortable, I can't bear it if I don't want to hurry!

I guess his wife must have been buried with him, so the old couple came out together to fight with me, who can hold up this matter, if I wasn't still experienced, I would have gone crazy for the whole thing.

Sister Chen didn't answer immediately, but looked at the blood mark and frowned tightly, and after a long while, she looked at me, "Danyang, are you saying that there are people in your family who understand." ”

I nodded, "Well, Sister Chen, you better ask the landlord to come over and have a look, and ask her if she knows what the situation is, I can't change the house, but if someone else lives here again, if you don't understand this kind of thing, it's easy to scare people into mental illness." ”

If you really scare people out of a good place, this matter will be completely big, schizophrenia, not to mention how this house ends, Sister Chen's cousin will be in charge for a lifetime, I say it's light, if you can't bear it, you'll be scared to death directly, it's even worse.

Sister Chen shook her head, looking a little incredulous, "Danyang, is it so serious?" ”

I sighed, "If you don't believe me, put this statue under the mattress again tonight, and you can sleep here for the night and see ......."

"No, I'll call my cousin and ask, I'll ask her."

Seeing that my expression was serious, and my aunt was still a little tortured, and her face was bloodless, Sister Chen took out her mobile phone and hurriedly pressed the number, "I'll ask my cousin what's going on, no matter what, I can't put the portrait here, who sees it and who doesn't tremble, let alone put it under the bed, even if I see it on the wall, I'm scared when I see it!" ”

Sister Chen didn't have any complaints because of my attitude at this time, and I didn't care about that, Sister Chen was my leader at work, but this matter really made me almost collapse, and I had all kinds of impulses in my heart to not do it back.

The landlord was surprised to hear what Sister Chen said, and he said that he wanted to come over and have a look, and when he put down the phone, I heard her shouting over there, how could it be, how could my husband's portrait be in that house, I cleaned it up, and I will go over immediately!

Within twenty minutes, the landlord came over in a hurry, and I didn't need to recount the situation carefully, my eyes looked at the posthumous image and became more and more round, Sister Chen couldn't tell her cousin's reaction, and opened her mouth tentatively, "Cousin, what do you think is the ......?"

"Little girl."

The landlord suddenly looked at me, his eyes still wide, "You haven't seen anyone knocking on the door since you stayed here." ”