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I don't know if you've noticed it, no matter how prosperous the city is, there are always one or two particularly dilapidated places. And it's not a particularly remote place.

For example, Xinling Bay.

It is on the side of the train station, a short distance behind the bus terminal, and diagonally opposite the small commodity wholesale market. But the last developed Xinling Bay is half dead. So much so that the office building that the developer originally designed with great ambition became the warehouse of the wholesale market opposite.

The high-end plaza in front of the original "product" shaped real estate has become a special venue for freight transit for merchants opposite.

The originally magnificent façade room facing the east on the first floor has been divided into "high-end warehouses". Inferior cosmetics, toys, stationery and sports goods, pants and socks...... Everything but the kitchen sink.

If you pass by the staircase leading to the upstairs in the southeast direction, you will find a large number of messy and overlapping signs, announcing the complexity of the three religions and nine streams on the upper floor.

There are massage and health rooms, billiard clubs, funeral supplies wholesale, cafes, hair salons, designer offices, robot unions, Hanfu clubs, ......

In the corner, there is also a very rudimentary sign that reads: "Institute of Unknown Events". Written below is a row of small letters: "Turn right on the second floor and the first door".

Those who open these businesses in such a place can't be serious people no matter how you think about it, at least they can't be normal people. That is, the ridiculously low rent can support these strange transactions.

2

A woman in a white down jacket stared at the sign that read "Institute of Unknown Events" for a while, and then went upstairs with some hesitation. After going upstairs, I turned right, and sure enough, I saw a doorway with the words "Institute of Unknown Events" engraved on stickers. Smaller bold text below:

"Naming planning, I Ching gossip, constellation interpretation, tarot calculation, Feng Shui Five Elements, scientific dream interpretation, and research on all unsolved things."

No matter how you look at it, it feels a little bit of a cover.

The woman looked at the words on the frosted glass for a moment, and finally seemed to have made up her mind, and pushed the door open and walked in.

3

The light inside the "research institute" is a little dim, but you can still feel the shabby temperament. A few pieces of nondescript old furniture, clearly cobbled together from the thrift market, fill the empty space. On the side facing the door, an old swivel chair and an old sofa are across a table, and on the sofa, a white, fat, and watery fat man sits with a mobile phone, playing games. Hearing the sound of the door opening, he quickly turned his head to look at it with the agility that did not fit his figure, and then continued to turn back to control the game, while asking, "What's the matter?" ”

The woman struggled to shake off the sense of incongruity and cleared her throat: "Excuse me, are you the master here?" I have something I want to ask. ”

"Sister, there are customers!"

The fat man suddenly shouted at the top of his voice, and his voice was clear and childish.

A female voice in the inner room responded, and after a while, a petite girl in a hoodie with a hoodie over her head walked out. Despite the obvious contrived mystery of her, the half of her face looming under her hood could still tell her too immature age.

First, he slapped the fat man on the head and told him to get out of the way and play, then he went around the table and sat down on the swivel chair, reaching out to invite the woman in front of him to sit.

The woman sighed softly and sat down on the somewhat deformed sofa, through the thick down jacket, she could still feel the greasy temperature left by the white fat man just now.

"What's your last name?"

The voice coming from inside the hood, no matter how old you heard, aggravated the feeling of incongruity. At the same time, a business card was handed to this "customer".

"My surname is Zhang Zhang, and I set up a morning chapter."

The woman replied, glancing at the business card, which was printed with the person's name, phone number, and Internet contact information in addition to the words posted on the door.

His name is Sang Xiaoge.

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"Are you interpreting dreams or naming names?"

Sang Xiaoge saw that the customer was a little hesitant and took the initiative to ask. At the same time, throw the leftover take-out lunch from the corner of the table into the trash can at your foot along with the packaging.

"I happened to be passing by here and saw that you had the words 'Unsolved Matters Research' on the sign here. Recently, I have encountered some inexplicable things and want to ask you for help. The woman thought to herself that she didn't have much hope anyway, and that she should be a dead horse doctor.

"Uh-huh, you say."

Sang Xiaoge reached out and took out a pencil from the pen holder in the corner of the table, and spread out a notebook in his left hand, which was a bit of a "attending doctor's auscultation" style.

"I live in the blessed land of Wutong Mountain."

"Oh, yes, it's not far from here." Sang Xiaoge said that the pencil wrote down the words "Wutong Mountain Blessed Land" in the notebook. Thinking that it was a villa area, his demeanor became a little eager.

"I only moved in this year, and the house had been empty for two years. I didn't do much for the first few months of moving in, but after the autumn, I encountered some strange things one after another. ”

"Weird things? How quirky is it? Sang Xiaoge looked at it with interest, but his mind began to analyze how much money such a customer could charge.

"The house I live in has three floors, including the garage, which is 380 square meters, which is not particularly big, but I often go to the toilet at night, and I can't find my way back to the bedroom."

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"Show off your family's bigness?" Sang Xiaoge sneered. But on the surface, he still listens carefully.

The woman seemed to see what Sang Xiaoge was thinking, and continued:

"I'm not pretending to be my big house, you will know when you live in it, the house is not well designed, in fact, each floor is not big. If I had a way, I would have moved out a long time ago. Now I have no problem, I still have to live in it. However, in the past few months, the living has become worse and worse. Is that okay? Miss Sang, let me take you to have a look, in case you can solve the problem of this house, the cost is not a problem. ”

Cost is not an issue.

Sang Xiaoge keenly captured this sentence. She thought that next year's rent would be paid in half a month, and she roughly calculated in her heart, after all, Wutong Mountain blessed land is a "high-end villa area", so there will be no danger. I know my own family affairs, and the lion opens his mouth to try, even if it doesn't work, there is nothing to lose.

"Door-to-door surveys, 1,000 at a time. If you solve this problem completely, I am afraid that you will have to change the feng shui pattern of your home. This fee ......"

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"Done! I'll transfer you the money now. If you really transfer my family's feng shui, 108,000 won't be a problem. Ms. Zhang quickly took out her mobile phone and directly scanned the code with Sang Xiaoge and transferred a thousand yuan. This neatness made Sang Xiaoge regret for a while that he was going to be less.

There was no way, and there was no way to sit on the ground at this time, so she asked Ms. Zhang to wait a while, went into the inner room to tidy up, put a few props she could take in a large canvas bag, kicked her fat brother and asked him to carry the bag, and then locked the door and went downstairs with Ms. Zhang.

There was a green MINI CLUBMAN parked in the square, and the three of them got into the car and drove for only ten minutes to arrive at the blessed land of Wutong Mountain, in fact, the so-called Wutong Mountain is just a dirt slope planted with a few plane trees in the center of the community. The old routine of real estate developers.

Ms. Zhang's home is in the deepest part of the community, at the southernmost end of a townhouse. The car stopped in front of the door and honked its horn, and a woman in her fifties opened the door.

As soon as she entered the house, Sang Xiaoge felt a cold aura, and even her fat brother, who had always been strong, couldn't help but shiver.

Obviously there is enough heating in this room?

7

In the winter in the north, the interior is more comfortable than in the south. After all, there is such a thing as heating. Because of this, as soon as Sang Xiaoge entered Ms. Zhang's house, he felt that something was wrong.

In this villa, there is a kind of cold owl, so that the room temperature is very high despite the ample floor heating, but it still feels cold from the bones.

"Sit down first, and I'll pour you water."

Ms. Zhang invited the Sang Xiaoge sisters and brothers to sit down on the sofa on the first floor, and went into the kitchen next to them with the woman who opened the door.

"You've looked for monks, old Taoists, fairy aunts and so on before, and you can't use anything, what's the use of calling these two children!"

In the kitchen, the woman who opened the door asked Ms. Zhang in a low voice.

Ms. Zhang looked at the sisters and brothers who were looking around in the living room from a distance, and replied with a sigh:

"Let's be a dead horse as a live horse doctor."

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Sang Xiaoge sat on the leather sofa in the living room, looking around the interior of the villa. The living room is about 40 square meters, leading to the roof of the third floor, and a crystal chandelier with a diameter of one meter hangs. There is a staircase to the side, next to the kitchen, and on the other side is the bathroom and a storage room. The living room should all be upstairs, no wonder Ms. Zhang said that the design of this villa is not good, from the layout point of view, the upstairs layout is tight, and the first floor is too relaxed, unless the owner has a banquet every day, otherwise living in such a space, it is inevitable to feel empty.

"Little Dezi, give me the bag." Sang Xiaoge kicked the fat brother who was in a daze and said.

There are several props in the canvas bag, such as a peachwood sword, rune paper, prayer wheel, cinnabar, Bible, compass, etc. Sang Xiaoge took out the compass he had picked up from the Internet, adjusted the angle according to the method in the manual, and put it on the coffee table.

The hands swayed irregularly, but they never stopped.

Xiao Dezi looked at the compass and asked in as low a voice as possible:

"Sister, even I don't think something is right with this house, what are you going to do? Don't show your stuff, let people ...... us."

"Shut your crow's mouth, a melon baby!" A slap on Xiao Dezi's head, opening his big head from the compass, Sang Xiaoge looked at the angle of the compass pointer swinging, and gradually had a plan in his mind.

9

"Here, have a cup of tea."

Ms. Zhang brought over a teapot and poured three cups of tea.

"There must be something wrong with the feng shui in this room." Sang Xiaoge said in a very determined tone: "But it's just that I can't see clearly in the hall, so let's take the tea cold first, you can take me to each room to take a look, and I can judge a way to break the game." ”

"That's good, that's good, let's take a look first."

Ms. Zhang nodded and got up, and took the siblings from the first floor to the third floor, looking at every room.

In this process, Sang Xiaoge asked Xiao Dezi to always hold the compass, and in every room, she would carefully observe the movement of the compass pointer, and then use a pencil to draw a strange symbol on a small notebook in her hand. When all the rooms had been seen, the three of them sat back down on the living room couch again. Sang Xiaoge took a sip of tea and looked down at the notebook on the coffee table, which had been painted with a bunch of strange symbols. She looked focused, the corners of her mouth were tightly pursed, and it lasted for a full three minutes before she nodded, smiling slightly, as if she had already made a decision in her heart.

Looking at her state, Ms. Zhang couldn't help but feel a kind of apprehension about waiting for the doctor to confirm the patient. At this time, I couldn't help but ask: "Do you see anything?" ”

"Your feng shui layout here can be adjusted, it's just a little bit of a task. However, before you adjust, you have to tell me what abnormal things you have encountered in this actual period, so that I can come up with a specific plan. Sang Xiaoge looked like a pearl of wisdom in his hand, his eyes looked directly at Ms. Zhang, and he seemed to be able to see everything.

"Especially, in the second-floor bedroom."

People in the rivers and lakes must first learn to observe words and colors. When she was inspecting the room just now, Sang Xiaoge observed that when Ms. Zhang took her into the master bedroom on the second floor, it was obvious that her body language was a little stiff, and she was a little hesitant to open the door, as if she was resisting entering that room in her heart.

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Ms. Zhang looked at Sang Xiaoge's eyes obviously with more expectations, she filled the tea for the sisters and brothers, and her glasses involuntarily glanced in the direction of the master bedroom on the second floor, and subconsciously took a sip of water and said:

"You can see it right! Mainly that bedroom. Before, when we first moved in, there was nothing out of the ordinary. As a result, since the beginning of autumn, I have been sleeping in that room and have been having nightmares all the time. Later, he was pressed on the bed by a ghost, and he woke up, but he couldn't move or make a sound. After more than a month, as soon as it was dark, I could hear the sound of many people talking and arguing, and the sound came from the east wall, but the east side was clearing, and there was nothing! And last month, it was even more serious......"

Ms. Zhang stopped, straightening up, as if trying to overcome the fear in her heart. She picked up the teacup, put it down again without drinking it, and took a deep breath before continuing:

"One night I went to the toilet to relieve myself, and when I came out, I couldn't go back to bed. I was obviously at my house, but it was not right to go, the more I walked, the more wrong it became, and it was useless to shout, and I walked for two hours until dawn, and I found that I was still strolling at the door of the bedroom......"

11

Ghost hits the wall.

Almost anyone who hears Ms. Zhang can immediately think of these three words. I couldn't get to my destination no matter how I walked, and I realized that I had been circling the cemetery at dawn...... However, it is novel enough that this kind of story takes place in the wild, in one's own home, and in such a beautiful space on the second floor.

Sang Xiaoge listened calmly, nodding her head occasionally, as if everything was expected by her. After Ms. Zhang finished speaking, she closed her eyes and thought for a moment before she spoke:

"According to the theory I have learned, to explain the problem you encountered, the so-called indoor feng shui is the effect of the layout of the room on the earth's magnetic field. And we also have a magnetic field of our own in our body. Poor feng shui layout will affect the response of the magnetic field in our body, and even interfere with the operation mode of brain waves. What you just said is not unusual. I've been in a similar situation before. It's all because you've been affected by the ambient magnetic field for a long time, and your brain waves are getting more and more interfered with. That's why you're hallucinating and seeing and hearing. Even in a half-asleep state, it goes into a sleepwalking state. The problem is serious, but it is not unsolvable. ”

As he spoke, Sang Xiaoge took out a few things from the canvas bag. She first pinched a silver nail in her slender fingertips, let Ms. Zhang look at it, and said:

"This is called 'Tibetan Nails' (four sounds), and my plan is to nail a Tibetan Nail into the magnetic hole in each room, and then cover the outside with this 'talisman money'......"

She pulled out another round black piece of metal in her hand. Xiao Dezi next to him couldn't help but admire, because he knew that this was just a chrome-plated iron nail and a round magnet that he bought at the material market a few days ago, but he was said by his sister to be so fresh and refined.

"With this method, I am ninety percent sure that the feng shui bureau in your room will be cured once and for all. But the ugly words are ahead, the best special medicine also has a special constitution that cannot be cured. So the money, I will charge you half first, and within a week you will be sure that the feng shui of this room is fine, and then pay the other half. If it doesn't work, then there are still unclean things here, and when the time comes, let's discuss other methods. ”

12

Sang Xiaoge is responsible for looking at the compass positioning, and Xiao Dezi is responsible for taking a hammer and nailing the "hidden nail" into the wall according to the position she specified. Sang Xiaoge is very dedicated, she uses the compass to locate each place repeatedly, and pinched her fingers to check it decently before pointing out the exact location. It's just that some of these locations are behind the sofa and some are on the side of the refrigerator, so it's quite time-consuming. By the time I had nailed all the other rooms to the master bedroom on the second floor, it was already dark outside.

Xiao Dezi was already tired and sweating, and his back and legs hurt. But thinking of such a big business, if he failed to act because of his poor cooperation, and the old lady started to rush, the fear made him endure his exhaustion and insist on finishing the scene.

After nailing the nails in the master bedroom, only the bathroom in the master bedroom remains. This last nail, according to Sang Xiaoge's words, is crucial. She took the compass and walked into the bathroom first, but suddenly found that the originally gently swirling hands on the compass suddenly spun wildly!

And after a few turns, the spin suddenly stopped, as if suddenly held by something, and the tip of the needle pointed firmly at one place.

She looked up in the direction the needle was pointing, and there was a bathroom mirror. In the mirror, she was reflected with a compass, the fat brother holding a hammer at the door of the bathroom, Ms. Zhang who had been accompanying her, and Ms. Zhang's back, a person with a cloak on her stomach!