No. 36, Anyang Hutong.

This is Tang Zhirou's private address, an old alley that has been largely abandoned.

The alleys of the old alleys are very narrow, almost as wide as a car.

The car was looking for a place to stop outside, and Zhang Liang and Zhao Mengqi walked in.

There were faucets on the surrounding walls, sinks for washing dishes and pots, most of which were rusted.

Once in a while one or two are good.

It seems that the number of residents is quite sparse.

After walking fifty meters deep, Zhang Liang felt a faint chill behind him, and he had the idea of turning around and leaving this place as soon as possible.

Zhao Mengqi was wearing a trendy lace-up shirt and gray trousers, in short, the fabric was very sufficient, and the wrapping was tight. It wasn't supposed to be cold, but she craned her shoulders and looked around cautiously.

Zhang Liang was sure that this was not his delusion alone, "How can there be such a place in Longdu?" ”

"Of the 12 districts of Longdu, three are cultural reserves, and in these three districts, many places have left traces of history."

This is common sense, Zhao Mengqi looked at it curiously.

Zhang Liang said embarrassedly: "I haven't been in Long for a few days. ”

"You sound like a southerner, where is the south?"

"Falling Water County."

A rural place that is not counted as an eighteenth-tier city, Zhao Mengqi has never heard of it at all, and regrets embarrassingly that he shouldn't have asked this question.

However, Zhao Mengqi immediately talked about her taking her daughter to travel to the south.

Zhang Liang looked at the house number everywhere, some had it, some didn't, one would be a dozen, one would be a hundred, and he didn't know which one was the thirty-sixth?

There was no one around.

Fortunately, a small corner, an elderly man, squatting by the wall to wash clothes.

The iron basin sprayed with magnetic paint is printed with bright red flowers.

Lonely with a washboard and laundry.

Zhang Liang was congested for a while, and Zhao Mengqi was also stunned.

Rendezvous pension mechanism is doing very well, how can there be such old people?

Zhao Mengqi said: "I'll go and ask the old man how to go on the 36th?" ”

"Hmm!"

Zhang Liang knew that he was hated by the elderly people in this outfit, so he stood around the corner and paid attention to the old man's side.

Zhao Mengqi walked over slowly.

Walk up to the old man's house.

Zhao Mengqi said softly: "Old man, let me ask you about something, may I ask which family is No. 36?" ”

The old man rubbed his clothes and didn't react at all.

Zhao Mengqi raised her voice a little, "Old man? ”

The old man still didn't respond.

Suddenly, Zhao Mengqi saw a box of cigarettes that had been discontinued more than 20 years ago in the old man's pocket.

When she was a child, she ran away for her grandfather and bought this kind of cigarettes for a box of one dollar.

Zhao Mengqi was excited, tiptoeing back slowly.

Zhang Liang strode over, "What's wrong?" ”

"Old ...... The cigarettes in the pockets of the old people have long been discontinued. ”

Zhao Mengqi trembled in horror.

Zhang Liang looked up at the sky, the sun was hanging in the sky, and the shadow of the old man fell on the pool wall, Zhang Liang patted Zhao Mengqi's vest to calm Zhao Mengqi's emotions.

He walked over with courage and shouted with a straight face: "Old man, I ask you something!" ”

"Huh?"

The old man turned his head sluggishly, his cloudy gaze stopped on the puppet, and he slowly knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

Sluggish and somewhat mechanical.

The old man knocked down, an eyeball fell to the ground, and he wanted to pick it up and put it back, but he was afraid of being discovered, so he didn't dare to raise his forehead against the ground, "Adult, the small one has eyes without beads......"

At this moment, upstairs opposite, Tang Zhirou was wearing pajamas, standing in front of the window and shouting: "Come up!" ”

Zhang Liang looked at the second floor, Tang Zhirou smiled, still a man would feel pity when he saw it.

But Zhang Liang was still as disgusted as ever.

The old man took the opportunity to touch the eyeballs and pressed them back into the sockets.

I'm scared to death!!

There is such a rumor circulating in the ghost circle of Longdu, as long as the adult of Pranya encounters a male ghost, whether old or young, he will sleep first and then eat it. The puppet is coming, will the Lord be far away? What if the rumors are true?

He's a bad old man!

I don't know what Lord Prajna thinks? Why do you want to sleep with male ghosts? Aren't all ghosts feeling cold? Could it be that a high-level ghost still has pleasure?

Hey, the ghost is verbose when he's old, and this place can't be lived in anymore anyway.

Uproot! Uproot!

But before moving, if you don't grab someone who is marked by Lord Prajna, you think he's an old ghost who is scared!

The old man's old hand like a chicken paw stretched out to Zhang Liang's ankle. Zhang Liang kicked the old man who was kneeling on the ground, "Get out!" ”

The old man fell to the side.

Painfully curled up in a ball.

Why does this person kick him and he hurts?

For many years, he only knew about the cold, and he had long forgotten what it was like to be in pain.

Zhang Liang felt the cruelty in the old man's eyes, and made up for it with two more feet.

The old man was in pain and told him again and again.

Zhao Mengqi stole a glance at Zhang Liang's clothes, and her heart was desolate.

Sure enough, the waiter was as he said, vicious and ruthless, this person was gentle on the surface, but he even beat the old man.

I owe this kind of favor, how can I pay it back?

Zhang Liang retracted his feet and beckoned Zhao Mengqi to go upstairs together.

Zhao Mengqi lowered her head and followed.

Zhang Liang suddenly turned around on the stairs, "Sister Zhao, you seem to be afraid of me?" ”

"No...... Unafraid! ”

Zhao Mengqi's legs were bouncing slightly.

Zhang Liang condescendingly picked up Zhao Mengqi's chin, "I'm afraid!" He imitated Gao Qiyan's appearance, and he laughed slyly.

Zhao Mengqi's pupils shrank sharply.

My legs shook even more.

Zhang Liang satisfied the bad taste and continued to climb up.

Go up to the second floor.

Zhang Liang knocked on the door twice, the door opened, the exterior wall was old and dilapidated, but the interior was magnificently decorated.

Tang Zhirou was wearing small lace pajamas and pajamas, grabbed Zhang Liang and dragged the person into the door.

Zhao Mengqi followed the door unsettled.

Tang Zhirou closed the door, "You guys were just downstairs, talking to someone"

That's a strange question!

What do you mean you're talking to someone downstairs just now?

Zhang Liang snorted suspiciously.

Tang Zhirou pulled Zhang Liang's sleeve, walked to the window, and pointed to the pool below.

The pool was covered with moss, a broken basin with a rotten bottom was placed in it, and the faucet was also necrotic.

Zhang Liang looked at the situation in the pool, "I...... I...... Did I hit a ghost in broad daylight? ”

Zhao Mengqi saw the situation downstairs, her legs were weak and she held Zhang Liang's shoulders, and almost half of the gravity of the whole person hung on Zhang Liang.

"I don't know! This is my grandmother's house, and I lived here when I was a child. I've heard people say it's not clean, but I've never been there. ”

Tang Zhirou's family has been a jailer for generations, and the evil spirit is integrated into the genes, and she is a mobile evil charm. Hit the evil spirit? She will never be able to run into evil in her life!

Tang Zhirou looked at Zhang Liang and Zhao Mengqi's eyes, as if to say, stop acting.

Zhang Liang shook his shoulders, shook off Zhao Mengqi's hand, and nervously turned around and ran out.

Tang Zhirou asked: "Mr. Liu called and said that you have something to look for me, where are you going?" ”

"I'll go downstairs and talk to the old man just now."

Zhang Liang was very afraid, but for the sake of his sword, he couldn't be cowardly!