Chapter 1: The Murderous Mansion (1)

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My surname is Chang, my name is free, and I was born in a remote mountain village in the deep mountains of western Jiangxi. It is surrounded by mountains, and huge mountains isolate the village from the outside world, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a village hidden in the middle of a hundred thousand mountains.

Friends who don't know me well think I'm a wizard, but it's a nice name, and it's a bad one.

When I heard these words, I shook my head helplessly and smiled bitterly, who told us that our line of work is such an image for the world. Yes, I am a Maoshan Warlock, and most people think that we are learning tricks in this industry.

The world has such a misunderstanding, and I am really helpless. There is a lot of controversy about ghosts and gods! All theories of ghosts and gods are superstitious in science, but they are wrong. For the basic rules of science, only pay attention to evidence, and use evidence to explain everything, but when it comes to ghosts and gods, there is no need for evidence, and it is directly denied!

In fact, there are too many things in the world that are not what you know, and they are by no means easy for science to explain. Some diseases can't be cured by doctors, but wizards can cure them, and you can't say that wizards are blind cats who meet dead rats, right? Can such things in the world be explained by chance? For example: the child suddenly cries in the middle of the night, and does not have a fever and brain fever, the folk call it frightened (frightened soul), the doctor can't cure it, and even there is no medicine to do, but the folk warlock can easily solve it by reciting a few spells, what is the specific reason, I'm afraid that even those big scientists don't have that can use scientific explanations ~ one ~ this ~ read ~ small ~ say ~ ybdu is clear, right?

In fact, those who really know our line of work will understand that when the four old trends were broken, they were hit hard when they were criticized and fighting, and the part that survived either ran into the mountains and hid their names incognito, not asking about the world, or ran away from the mainland to find another way. This has also caused many people to use the name of Maoshan to be abducted and deceived on the streets, and there are few people with real skills. However, that doesn't mean there aren't really skilled warlocks, because I'm one of them.

Of course, speaking of my experience, my fate is extremely bumpy, and I can even say that I am a person who has been tricked by fate, maybe this is the so-called fate by heaven and not by man!

has experienced many warm and cold feelings, the world is hot and cold, and there are some unknown experiences. Over the years, these things have been pressed in my heart, making me not vomit and be unhappy.

Let me tell you a story of a murderous house, and it is precisely because of this murderous house that my life has changed!!

I'm not that old, people in the early 80s, in today's terms, are post-80s. Growing up in the countryside, I have been exposed to many ghost stories from the older generation, but at that time, like everyone else, I didn't believe that those ghosts and gods really existed, but those ghost stories were just interesting to listen to. It really made me understand that there is something unknown in this world when I was eighteen years old, and that's when I got into the warlock business, and it all started with the murderous house I encountered when I was looking for a job

That year, I went to Shenzhen. Shenzhen in the 90s is estimated to be the most awesome time in the country, pregnant with vitality and full of vitality. Suddenly coming to such a city from the countryside, my heart is full of passion, and I want to mix up with the city and look like a dog.

But after arriving in Shenzhen, the situation was completely opposite, half a month passed, not to mention making a lot of money, but I couldn't even find a job. Feeling the few bills in my pocket, I didn't dare to stay in a hotel every day, so I went to the suburbs outside the gate and rented a house.

The house is very old and remote, and the house is surrounded by lychee forests. It was still the seventh lunar month, and it was dark late, so I still had time to tidy up and clean the room in the afternoon, and I was ready to move in that night.

To be honest, this house is really a bit cloudy, and as soon as you get closer, it feels weird, even during the day, you will feel a chill, but I can't tell what kind of smell it is, it's just an intuition.

It's a five-story building, and I'm renting the top floor. When I walked to the door on the first floor, there was a talisman drawn on cinnabar yellow paper in the center above the door frame, and I frowned, wondering if this house was still haunted.

Even though I thought so, I was not superstitious about ghosts and gods, and the rent of this house was very cheap, so I didn't care about these uneasy instincts.

This building is decades old, and there is no elevator, so I climbed up the stairs. Due to the design of the house, the staircase has no windows at all, so it looks very dark even during the day, and the handrails of the staircase are covered with thick dust, as if the building is unoccupied.

I climbed up the stairs to the fifth floor and finally came to the door of the room I rented. The door was already covered with dust, cobwebs, and a yellow charm was attached to the top of the door frame. I glanced at the other doors on the fifth floor, which were also covered in cobwebs and yellow charms, apparently uninhabited as I had guessed.

I took out the key and opened the door, and a damp musty smell hit my face, and the floor and table were covered with dust. Of course, the landlord told me all this. The landlord told me that the house was left by his uncle, that no one had lived in it for a few years, and that he had heard that I wanted a cheap house, so he rented it to me.

The furnishings in the house are simple, just a bed, a chair, a wooden table and a large mirror. Pull the heavy curtains open, push open the windows to let in the sunlight and fresh air outside, and then clean and tidy the room, take out the trash, wipe off the dust, wipe down the mirror, and lay out the sheets and bedding. Don't look at the area of just over ten square meters, it took nearly an hour to finish. Looking at the time, it was not yet seven o'clock, and I lay down in bed and rested.

In the middle of this half-asleep, suddenly, I seemed to see a person standing outside the door, a woman dressed in white and wearing a disheveled hair!

This scared me so hard that I bounced up from the bed, and then looked at the door, but at this time there was no one at the door, and even the door was tightly closed.

But even so, I couldn't have been sleepy when I was suddenly frightened like this. So I hurriedly opened the door, walked outside, and looked around, but finally there was still no one in sight. "Isn't it dazzling?" I thought this as I went back to my room, feeling nervous all night. But fortunately, the night was fine, and there was no more dazzling situation, otherwise it would really scare me to death, you must know that this house has a cold smell, and I am the only one who lives, so it's strange that I am not nervous.

The next morning, I was still out looking for a job, and it was a day of searching, and it was a little late when I got home. I bought a boxed lunch and prepared to take it home to eat. When I got home, it was getting dark, and it was time to light the lights. I was reading a book at the table and eating, and as I was eating, I noticed a white figure at the door, and this time I saw it really, it was a woman, wearing a white dress, her hair was very long, covering her face, and I could only see a pair of red eyes

I immediately screamed with fright, "Ahh But this time I was sure it wasn't my hallucination, I touched my chest, and I was still beating wildly "knock, knock, knock", and this night, I was so scared that I didn't dare to sleep all night

Fortunately, except for the frightened, the night was still uneventful.

On the third day, how dare I continue like this, even if nothing happens, but just being shocked like this is terrifying? So as soon as I was dawn, I made a special trip to a half-immortal to ask for help, and the half-immortal gave me a picture of "Ten Phases of Freedom", which is said to be able to drive away evil spirits, ward off evil and eliminate disasters, and told me to hang on a high place.

When I got home, I thought about it, and every time I saw that thing standing in the doorway, I wanted to hang the painting in front of the door. I found a nail, a hammer. I nailed it several times, and the thin layer of triad lime outside the wall fell off, revealing a hole about five inches square, and in the hole was a fist-sized mud figure

I took out the mud man, and the clay figure was full of beard, fierce and vicious, and there were a few unintelligible words written on the back of it, and I didn't know what it meant for a while.

Suddenly, I suddenly remembered one thing, that is, when I was at home, I heard the old man say that some craftsmen who repair houses will "Luban method", and for various reasons, sometimes they will make jokes about the homeowner, such as putting a folded small paper figure or clay puppet on the beam or wall, which will make the house haunted and see some things that are not clean, but all are illusions.

And at that time, I heard the old people talk about it with noses and eyes, not like a lie. The old people also told a real example of our village, saying that in the past, those folk carpenters and plasterers had Luban skills, and they could make visions as long as they had words in their mouths, and they always harmed others to achieve self-interest.

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