Li Hua's identity was exposed, his real name is Lin Jiuying, and he is an exorcist. After confirming this, Yang Qiu asked Lin Jiuying one thing, where did the so-called haunted house on the mountain go?

Lin Jiuying saw that he had been asking about the haunted house, so he asked, "Why do you insist on holding on to the ghost?"

Yang Qiu said with a smile: "Lin Daoren, I made a bet with others, I must rush to the mountain to break into the haunted house, as proof, I will bring a dried corpse's arm back." ”

"What, you use the corpse as a tool for his bet?" Lin Jiuying was startled for a while, and then gradually showed anger on his face.

"Don't be angry, it's just an arm, if you really can't do it, you can cut it a little less, just cut a finger off. ”

Yang Qiu restrained his purpose a little, and saw if Lin Jiuying's attitude would be better after the request was lowered, but in fact, it was not true, Lin Jiuying still disagreed, his attitude was extremely resolute, and he said bluntly: "If you say no, it won't work, it's not a matter of how much to cut." ”

"Why?"

Lin Jiuying closed his eyes, sighed deeply and said: "The corpse is the only substance that remains in the world after death, and what happens to the corpse reflects the future direction of the soul, so since ancient times, it has been important to enter the earth for peace, if there is any disrespectful behavior towards the corpse at the time of planting, the changes between the soul and the corpse are unknown, and it is likely to lead to corpse transformation!"

"Corpse change, is it as serious as you said?" Yang Qiu was surprised at first, and then his face was full of disbelief, in his heart, a person is dead is dead, where is there any talk of corpse change, although he has also heard of this statement, and he still thinks it is very weird, but now in the era of war, the wilderness is full of corpses, Yang Qiu is a wandering prodigal, for the so-called dead people, it is no longer strange, and he has not seen any corpse transformation, so for this aspect, Yang Qiu is not superstitious at all.

"Believe it or not, the haunted house is twenty feet south anyway, and if you want to try it, I won't stop the drop. ”

Although Lin Jiuying had already narrated in an extremely gloomy voice, Yang Qiu still said, "Okay, I'll take a look." ”

"You-"

In the face of a bar like Yang Qiu, Lin Jiuying couldn't scare him when he said this, he really had no choice but to take him, so he just said: "Okay, if I say it's not allowed to go, it's not allowed to go!"

"Hmph, you guy!" Yang Qiu glanced at Lin Jiuying very unhappily, seeing that Lin Jiuying had a tough attitude, it was estimated that he couldn't convince him, that is, he said this sentence angrily.

Without Lin Jiuying's permission, it can't be done openly, can't you just go secretly, Yang Qiu, a ghost spirit, rolled his eyes, and just gave up and said: "Okay, okay, if you don't go, you won't go, hum." ”

Although he still looked angry, but it was pretending, Lin Jiuying was also surprised when he saw that Yang Qiu was honest, but he didn't think much about it, as for the little Jiujiu in Yang Qiu's heart, he didn't know. In the next two or three days, Lin Jiuying took cold noodles to compose poems, and would go out from time to time, and he chattered about cold noodles every day, and it seemed that he was making rapid progress, and it didn't take long to get basic.

Once, Yang Qiu took advantage of Lin Jiuying's going out, pulled Leng Mian aside, and whispered: "Leng Mian, while your master is not there, why don't you go to the haunted house and have a look." ”

"No, no, no, I don't go to that kind of place. ”

"Let's go, you don't have anything to do anyway, right? ”

"Who said there is nothing to do, I am studying poetry with great energy. After Leng Mian finished speaking, he looked down at the book again, and he seemed to be a little intoxicated with learning poetry.

"I think you're scared. ”

"Who said I was scared. ”

"It's not that I'm afraid, I won't dare to go with me, and I'll find a perfunctory excuse like learning poetry. ”

As soon as Leng Mian heard this, he was a little unconvinced, and he said stiffly: "What excuse, I said that learning poetry is really learning." ”

Excuses! Excuses! Excuses!

No matter what Leng Mian said, Yang Qiu always only said the word excuse, and finally, Leng Mian couldn't hold it back, and he yelled at Yang Qiu: "Okay, then I'll go with you, you see if I'm afraid." ”

"That's great!" Yang Qiu shouted happily, Leng Mian saw that he was happy, his attitude instantly turned one hundred and eighty degrees, and he said, "Forget it, I shouldn't be provoked by you." ”

After speaking, Leng Mian sat down quietly and read a book.

Yang Qiu saw that the lamb that reached the mouth of the cold noodles flew again, and his heart couldn't help but be very disappointed, he had to persuade the cold noodles from the beginning, and then said for a long time, the cold noodles were indifferent, Yang Qiu had no choice but to pretend to be pitiful, he said: " Hey, maybe I'm the only one who went, if I had any accidents there, I really had to accept my fate, anyway, I was the only one who died, I was a person before, even if I left this world silently now, there is nothing sad, anyway, I'm just a person from beginning to end, and no one cares if I die. ”

Leng Mian couldn't stand the soft grinding and hard bubbles of these words, hearing such lonely words, Leng Mian's mind flashed Chen Xiaomo's appearance, a faint sadness appeared at the corner of his mouth, it seemed that he was also a little serious, he didn't want Yang Qiu to keep saying this, otherwise he might fall into sadness.

"Okay, okay, can't I go with you? ”

Yang Qiu withdrew his fake tears, he succeeded, successfully persuaded Leng Mian, so the two of them went to the haunted house that Lin Jiuying said.

Walked twenty zhang to the south, shuttled through a small bamboo forest, and saw a small black house, the house looked relatively normal, not so weird, but there was a strange smell in it, not to say that it smelled bad, but it didn't smell very comfortable.

The two walked over like this, and when they arrived at the door, the door was not locked, but a wooden deadbolt that could be opened from the outside, Yang Qiu opened it, the door opened, and a dark scene in the house came to the face, the two stepped in, the door closed silently, and then, a large group of yellow lights were lit, and the terrifying atmosphere in the room was instantly ignited.

The room was very large, and it could have had a large pattern, but it was made into a narrow passage and staircase, and the flesh could only move little by little, and suddenly, a door in front of it fell, and there was a thud, as if there was a first pass, and he took two breaths of cool air with a cold face, and that guy, you look at me, I look at you, and finally, I puffed up the courage to go in.

At this time, there seemed to be a coffin creaking around, the bead net was black and slightly ghostly, and the two of them were a little trembling, cold and frightened, and they seemed to be ready to call ah.

After entering, Leng Mian lit a fire, and saw many coffins, the two of them saw it, shocked, a cold sweat, but, suddenly a thought, the guy was happy, excitedly ran to the coffin, took out a crowbar, against the coffin rice gap, an edge and corner, a force, the coffin board up, and then, the guy was looking down inside, a zombie, dressed in ancient costume, thousands of years of decay, steel blue skin, nails are very long and black, stuffed with some glutinous rice, sharp teeth, closed eyes, presumably red eyes, very mad。

The guy saw that the zombie was so intact, and was instantly frightened to retreat, at this time, the room became weird, suddenly, the zombies next to him woke up together, jumped down together, and forced the two into a desperate situation, and then, suddenly, out of nowhere, a scary-looking zombie came out, scaring the two of them, at this time, there was a footstep outside, just by listening, I don't know if it was a person or a ghost, and heard a sentence: "Hmph, two little rabbit cubs, scared you to death, now I know it's amazing." ”

I don't know how long it has been, but the creaking sound is annoying, Leng Mian and Yang Qiu gradually woke up in the sound, their eyes are still staring at the gloomy roof, the whole person is lying on the cold ground, the annoying rattling sound is still ringing, it seems to be some kind of wooden tool, similar to the sound of the rotation of the old door shaft.

Leng Mian didn't know what it was, after he got up, he first noticed Yang Qiu who was still unconscious on the ground, and then he was attracted by the sound, and when he looked towards the source of the sound, he saw a figure lying on a rocking chair, the chair was old, shaking and shaking, making an ugly sound.

Who could that be? Leng Mian didn't know, from his angle, he could only see his exposed hands and feet, but he couldn't see his face.

Confused and afraid, he shouted to the man, "Who is it, who is there?" ”

As soon as the sound fell, the rocking chair gradually stopped shaking, and the annoying rattling sound disappeared, replaced by a dead silence, and everything around it, including the air, seemed to freeze. It is such a silent picture that makes people feel scared in their hearts and make people feel restless in their breathing.

The quiet darkness is the closest thing to the fear of the human heart.

Suddenly, the man jumped up directly and shook in front of Leng Mian's eyes, Leng Mian couldn't see his appearance clearly, and he slapped him and slapped him to the ground.

Leng Mian's face was the ground, and at this time, the man said, "Leng Mian, aren't you writing poetry, why did you come to this place?"

As soon as Leng Mian heard this voice, he was very familiar, it was Lin Jiuying, as soon as he knew that it was an acquaintance, the fear in his heart was gone, and he immediately got up and said, "Master, it turned out to be you!"

"Isn't it that who else can I be, looking at your little bit of appearance, being scared like that, am I so scared?"

"No, I didn't know it was you. ”

"By the way, master, how could it be you?"

"Because you know you're coming, that's why I'm going to go out to stay here to guard you. ”

Hearing this, Leng Mian couldn't help but sigh two words: "Good yin." ”

"Huh?" Lin Jiuying said sternly, so forced, Leng Mian hurriedly said good words: "No, no, Lin Jiuying is a good master, the best master." ”

As soon as he said this, a smile appeared on Lin Jiuying's face.