You say, in just three months, there have been two disasters in a row, and no one dares to live in this house? In addition, the servants who cleaned the room said that every time they came, they would find a series of women's footprints, on the marble floor and uncarpeted floor of the woman's boudoir in the past. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info many times, they can still hear a ghostly footbell in the corridor, echoing in the long corridor for a long time, constantly echoing So, although the rent of this house is not high, no one wants to rent it.

At that moment, I seemed to hear no, but I clearly heard the ringing of the footbell, and I guess my uncle must have heard it, and he just pretended not to hear it. The uncle continued his account casually: "Later I rented this house and listed two conditions at the same time. First. It's that I'm going to try to live for a week first; Second, I needed a male janitor. The agent agreed to both of these conditions, and he sent me an Indian who had married a Caucasian woman. According to him, this is already thankful, because Caucasian men are willing to do such errands. "Richard, ever since I took over the antique shop business from your grandfather, I've been convinced that there is some mysterious power, and that it's hidden in something. It can bring good luck or disaster. On the first day of my journey, an Indian businessman came to my shop and wanted to sell me a wax figure, a dancing girl, with a posture of hard work and exquisite workmanship, which can be called a perfect work of art.

It is said that Xing's craftsmanship has been lost, and this son-in-law may be unique. Did you know that Zun Xiao Wax is simply a meal: alive and the same? Every detail of the I surname symbol on her forehead is very accurate, and the colors are Shao-like and bright, just like what was just made that day! Shao said to me, 'Buy it, sir, this is a statue of a god with infinite power, and a statue that can protect you from evil spirits, believe me.' So I bought it and took it with me in this house, hoping that it would protect me and ward off evil spirits. When talking about this wax figure, Uncle Mo Weijia's eyes sparkled, and his eyes were full of infinite enthusiasm, which is unique to Xing as a true collector.

He continued: "A year ago today - December 22 - I came here with my luggage. The man opened the door for me, and when I saw his face, I hated it, and thought that I would definitely replace him in the future, and he looked at an opaque glass ball in the corners of his eyes, which looked very blurry, which should be caused by the bad habits of the Gen period. The chamber he had prepared for me was the same as the room where the governor had lived, and it was richly decorated, and the walls and doors were covered with beautiful carved patterns of sandalwood, and if you were interested, I would take you to see it in a moment, and it was a dry and comfortable room, which was cleaned everywhere. There was a fire in the fireplace, and there was a three-tiered sandalwood stand on the mantelpiece, and the two floors below had to be cleaned spotlessly, but there was no sign of the third floor being cleaned, and I later found out that the third floor had been left on hold, and had never been cleaned, and I thought, maybe the servants were too small to reach.

"The first thing I did was find a place to prevent my collection, and I quickly discovered that the little case next to my bed was a nice place to look at her at any time, right in front of the light. After settling everything in, I sipped the red wine I had brought with me and read books about the occult cults, hoping to have a pleasant evening. You know, I've been very busy in the past, and it's rare to have time like this, so may the Lord bless me for a safe night. Please believe me, I was as sober as I am now, but something that is not inconceivable has happened. As I was scrutinizing the wax man, I suddenly caught a glimpse of a scrawny, shriveled man's hands, with several large gemstone rings on his fingers. Whether it was my hallucination or not, I saw the hands reach out as if trying to take the wax figure, so I quickly picked it up and put it in my breast pocket. When I did this, Xing's hand disappeared in an instant. I thought disapprovingly that it must have been the result of drinking a little and reading the book of the occult sect. At the time, I didn't take it all to heart and continued to enjoy my good night.

More than nine hours passed, and nothing out of the ordinary was there, except for the chilling sound of rats behind the siding. At this moment, I heard, or thought I heard a few faint moans, I thought it was just the sound of extra cypress branches swaying, you ~ will not be in love, at this time, a hand actually reached into the pocket of my chest! I believed that it was not a dream, and it was quickly confirmed, for I instinctively grabbed Shao's hand, and a cold and chilling sensation suddenly penetrated my whole body. A cold and chilling feeling suddenly soaked through the whole body. Uncle frowned and paused, he seemed to think about what to cure, Deng Shuang's always resolute and wise eyes were full of doubt and fear. This look of his, for the first time in my life, I couldn't help but feel uneasy. In order to comfort my uncle and at the same time to comfort me, I deliberately pretended to be disapproving.

He comforted him and said, "Alcohol is indeed easy to hallucinate, not to mention that you could still read Yahweh's books at that time." Hallucinations at night when you are alone. Nor is it something to be surprised about. "As soon as I finished speaking, I took a sip of the coffee in my hand, and there seemed to be something in this house that was disturbing my already restless mind and oppressing my fragile nerves." Not really, believe me, Richard," said my uncle, looking me in the eye and earnestly, it was not a hallucination, I did catch something, it was a clammy and cold wrist, like the wrist of a dead corpse, but it was free from my hand, and then I heard a very faint ringing of the Indian dancer's footbell, the sound of yes gradually extending from outside the door to the direction of the women's boudoir before.

I jumped out of my chair and ran out the door, just then I saw the dead fish-like eyes of the Indian janitor. A strange shout and blade sound is like a hoarse old man Xing Fang, "At this time, I felt the Indian Xing reaching for the pocket industry on my chest, grabbed the statue and pulled it out, I held my hands in front of my chest and desperately talisman, but his strength was too great I only had time to grab God's two feet, but the legs were broken, and the two feet were still in my hands. I fell to the ground and didn't know anything. When I woke up and saw him right next to me, he must have thought I had just slept on the floor all night. ”

"I'm sorry, sir," he said, 'and they told me you had a key for yourself, so I went back early yesterday. My wife was sick and in the hospital, and I went to accompany her, but this morning she died ・・・・・・ days, and I forgot all the pain of Deng!" My uncle's gaze gradually dimmed, and then, as if he had mustered up the last shred of courage, he raised his voice and said to me excitedly: "I saw Shao's feet walking to the three-tiered sandalwood stand on the mantelpiece, and stopping there. I can see the blood supply flickering in the hollow of the bone, Richard! Then yes actually stood on tiptoe in front of the shelf, so he wanted to risk something that was placed on the ninth floor of the song! I suddenly didn't listen to the call, and I could only let out a faint moan. When I turned my face to look for my companion, he had risen from his chair and was walking towards me. I

Swear to God that the devil will not be so evil! I jumped up with all my strength and knocked over the only oil lamp in the room.

Lord Shiva! Lord Shiva! Lord Shiva bless me! You can't hurt me!' I heard a strange rhyming cry coming from my throat, and Xing's voice was as hoarse as that of an old man. "At this time, I felt the Indian man's bottom'" reached into the pocket field on my chest, grabbed the statue of Deng and pulled it out, I held my hands in front of my chest and protected it desperately, but his strength was too great and his speed was so fast that I only had time to grasp the god" When I woke up, I was still holding the two feet of Fu Han in my hands," the uncle's tone gradually softened, with a kind of world-weary sadness in his tone, "The rest of the wax figure is gone, and I know that it must be this wax statue that has blessed it."

I thought I had resisted Shao's evil devil, or I would have been wiped out. You may think I'm ridiculous, but I'm convinced that the demon can't hurt me as long as it's there, and I know it's still in a corner of this house. With that, the uncle silently walked over to the table and continued to make his coffee. I don't know why, but for some reason I suddenly felt the urge to remove the source of this atmosphere of terror forever. No, one day my uncle will be driven crazy, and I can't stand it anymore. It may seem absurd, but I resolutely picked up the wax feet and quietly put them in the pocket of my coat, ready to throw them away. I decided to tell him tomorrow what I had done, thinking that by doing so, I would dispel his superstitious thoughts. After a final coffee, we walked down the stairs together, and at that moment, we both clearly heard the footbells sounding

The sound of strings of tins and zeros was as if someone had seen them run through the long, hollow hallway. I instinctively reached into my pocket and found that it was inside! Then my uncle died, and I was the only suspect.

Finally a Chinese took him, I warned him, but he said that the thing belonged to him, and when I returned to my hometown, I searched for the origin of this thing, and the Chinese merchant who sold it to my uncle was called Skin.

(To be continued.) )