Chapter 137: Entering the House
Looking at the five runic seals that had been drawn in his hand, Wang Mengxiong not only did not feel that the number was scarce, but was ecstatic. He just instinctively felt that this kind of thing was useful, and he didn't expect to succeed so many times at once. Now there are five talismans in hand, although I don't know the specific power and function, but I inexplicably feel confident in my heart, and I have a preliminary grasp of No. 69 Fushuang Road.
"Good stuff! It's a good idea to reserve more when you regain your energy. There is a way to have food in your hands and not panic in your heart, even if you don't use it, it's worth it! ”
It was already noon outside, and the sun was in full bloom. Wang Mengxiong didn't expect that it would take so long to draw these talismans, but fortunately, he had planned to visit the murderous mansion when he was at his most yang, and it was a good time to leave at this time. Simply packed a satchel and loaded the things prepared this time, Wang Mengxiong went out, got into a rickshaw, and went to No. 1 Fushuang Road.
If he could, he also wanted to take the bus directly to No. 69 Fushuang Road, but the driver was only willing to go to No. 50 Fushuang Road. If you go any further, you will not be willing to live or die, even if you give more money for the car. "Children, it's not that my uncle doesn't want to earn this money, it's that there are still a few people in the family waiting for me to raise. If something happens to me, even if it's a serious illness, the family may not be able to eat. It's already my limit to be able to send it here, and if anyone else else wants to come, they won't even come to Fushuanglu. I advise you to dispel the idea of going there, there are many people who come here to play are seriously ill after returning home, you are young, once there is an accident, how sad your family should be. If you agree, your uncle can pull you back, and you won't take a penny for the return trip, do you think it's okay? ”
Wang Mengxiong thanked the coachman for his kindness, and paid a few more copper plates to send him away. He didn't come here to play, but to pick up something. It's best if you can get things in your hands without alarming the evil things inside, if you have to make some moths, the talisman in his hand is not the ghost drawing talisman that those charlatans deceive, but the big killer that can suppress the monster and calm the tide in his impression. To deal with the evil things in the house, there is a feeling of killing chickens with a knife. Even if you just draw a scoop according to the gourd, the power is discounted a few times, and you are still very confident in protecting yourself from evil things.
Starting from No. 50 Fushuang Road, Wang Mengxiong felt cooler the more he walked forward. Right now, just after noon, the sun is still there. Although the trees here grow wildly because they have been left untended for a long time, forming a rich shade, it does not cool down so quickly. "It seems that the scope of influence inside has exceeded the courtyard itself, and it can be felt from four hundred meters away, and the weight of yin qi can be imagined!"
Wang Mengxiong was the only one on the dense tree-lined street, and the cement road under his feet was negligent in cleaning, and there was a lot of dust and debris, so that every step could leave clear footprints. Under his observation, there were no traces other than two rutted marks and a line of vague footprints. It wasn't until I walked to the main gate of No. 69 Fushuang Road that I found a few lines of messy footprints on the opposite road. There were two lines of footprints that disappeared at the base of the courtyard wall, and there was no trace of coming out. There was also a watchman thrown on the side of the road, which was unclaimed.
Wang Mengxiong estimated that this was the result of the two newly added souls mentioned in the newspaper, and as for the messy footprints, they were left by the husband, and it seemed that the husband was very vigilant, and he found that he was not right and ran away, so as not to follow in the footsteps of the two dead ghosts.
The courtyard door is deeply locked, but the lock has been replaced, only the iron chain is still rusty, apparently old. Wang Mengxiong's eyes were sharp, and through the fence of the iron gate, he found the damaged lock on the grass inside, and the rusty appearance obviously withstood the baptism of wind and rain with the iron chain.
Although there was no key to the new lock, it was not difficult for him. On the wall of the courtyard where the two lines of footprints disappeared, the iron burglar-proof spikes were broken off, and it was easy to enter from here. Wang Mengxiong took two steps back slightly, quickly rushed towards the wall, kicked in the middle of the wall with the momentum, and his body flew up the wall like a harrier. There was nothing unusual except for the wild grass, so he fell down, walked out of the grass in a few steps, and walked along the overgrown stone road towards the three-story western-style building.
The wind is blowing.
The sun on tomorrow is like fire, but I can't feel the slightest heat in the courtyard. It was as if a layer of haze hung over the house, shielding it from the sun and stirring up the wind.
At first, the breeze caressed the wild grass and swayed, and gradually began to shake the treetops. By the time Wang Mengxiong walked to the door of the western-style building, it had already turned into a strong wind, rolling up weeds, leaves, and gravel, and blowing towards him with his head and face covered. Some flying sand hit the glass of the western-style building, making a crackling sound, mixed with the scream of the wind, like the end of the world.
"Ridiculous, this little trick doesn't scare me!"
Wang Mengxiong slightly operated the Hercules Skill, not only ignoring the blow of the wind, but also quickly rising a wave of warmth in the dantian, reaching the whole body, so that the cold aura that was constantly invading the body was like a cooking fire, quickly dissipating, and he no longer dared to attack.
The face of a pale little boy emerges from the westernmost window of the three-story building, and slowly fades. However, the brief glance of those dark eyes quickly aroused Wang Mengxiong's alarm, and he looked up at the third-floor window on the west side, only to see the curtains blown by the wind, and nothing else to see.
"Something must be watching me, otherwise the spiritual senses around me wouldn't have been mobilized so quickly. What could it be? Is it a living person pretending to be a ghost? Or is it a ghost thing that can't go to the stack? No matter what it is, as long as you don't take the initiative to provoke me, the well water will not interfere with the river water, and you will get the things and leave. If you want to harm me like you do to those who die here, Lao Tzu has also killed people and ghosts, and you will not miss the cause and effect and kill them together! ”
Wang Mengxiong came to the door of the building, stretched out his palm and pushed it tentatively. I didn't know that the door was not locked at all, and he gently pushed it open, making a creaking sound. Originally, he planned to break into the door violently, but he didn't expect this to be the result, which was too different from the assumption, which made him suspicious. "It seems a bit unreasonable to say that the person who pulled the body yesterday forgot to lock the door. Such a famous mansion will lock the door even if it is to prevent others from entering by mistake. It doesn't make sense that the big iron door outside has been specially locked with a new lock, but here it is not locked. Interesting, interesting! Looks like whatever it was in there, it knew I was coming. Thinking about it this way, the sunshine has no effect on this place, and Lao Tzu has been sitting in the car here for a long time under the scorching sun, and he has suffered in vain! ”
Entering the western-style building, it is as if you have entered another world. The howling wind behind him was still raging, but it was just outside the door, and he didn't dare to take a step beyond the thunder pool. Except for his own heartbeat, Wang Mengxiong didn't hear a single sound. The sound of the wind and sand banging on the window was gone, and nothing outside the door could affect the inside, except for the sunlight shining in with Wang Mengxiong.