Uncanny. Wrong. A chill oozed through my heart, and I hurriedly left the place. I touched my forehead, and the dog days scared Lao Tzu into a cold sweat. After calming down, I began to suspect that it was an illusion again, just as I was thinking so, what Ma Ming said to me a few days ago echoed in my mind, what we do is to rather believe it or not, and have a keen insight into all abnormalities, otherwise I don't know how to die when the time comes. So I immediately called Ma Ming and told me about what had just happened. After hearing this, Ma Ming's attitude couldn't help but become serious, and asked me not to go far, he came over to take a look immediately.

I didn't dare to go far, but I didn't dare to get too close to the pool, but luckily there was a corridor next to the courtyard, and I could escape the heat by standing in it. There was a row of chambers in the cloister, and I walked from left to right, and from right to left, all the while keeping my eyes fixed on the pool, lest the dead fish suddenly jump out.

Suddenly, there was a creak, and I was startled, and when I looked back, it turned out that a door at the end had been blown open by the wind. I always thought the row of rooms was locked, but it wasn't. Intrigued, I walked to the front of the room and pushed the door in, it was very delicately decorated, the view was dark, and the light came in through the window, but only a small area was illuminated. There was a huge brass mirror on the table, which I had only seen in TV dramas, so I walked up to the table and took a few photos, reflecting a face with stretched facial features. I really don't know how ancient women dressed themselves in this kind of mirror.

I turned around in amazement, and was attracted by an antique boudoir bed, which was still covered with mattresses, as if there were still people living there, but the owner happened to be out. I thought that the owner of the house would clean up the furniture when he moved, but it doesn't seem to be the case, and this bed has not been old for a hundred years, and even the dust has not fallen much, it should be because the people from the film and television base opened the door and cleaned it again. I came up with such an explanation.

Just as he was about to turn to leave, he saw the footer of a book peeking out from under the pillow on the bed. I endured it, but I still couldn't restrain my curiosity, and bent down to pull it out. I took it out and found that this was a diary, the handwriting was graceful and upright, it was a girl, and it was all in traditional Chinese, it was still a diary of an ancient, but it was a fountain pen, which should be a relic left by the old owner of the room. In this way, it should not be regarded as snooping on other people's secrets, so I sat next to it and looked at it with relish.

Before I knew it, a long time had passed, and when I put down the diary, I already understood what it was about. The owner of the diary was originally a young lady from a large family, but her father's business failed and declined, and her mother sold her into the manor to become a maid. She is different from other maids, she is well-informed, intelligent and interesting, and she has a secret love affair with the eldest young master in the manor, and the two even secretly make a lifelong agreement.

It's a pity that the door is not right, the eldest young master was forced to marry a famous lady under family pressure when he became an adult, and the diary ended here, and the last two sentences came from Huangmei Opera Tianxian Pei. One sentence is sung by the Seven Fairies: Although the cold kiln is broken, it can shelter from the wind and rain; One sentence is sung by Dong Yong: The love between husband and wife is bitter and sweet. The handwriting was a little blurry, like traces of tears. I was embarrassed to see it.

Putting down the diary and tucking the notebook back under the pillow, I suddenly felt a strong sense of being watched. Here it is, here it is, here it is. The creepy feeling of being stared at by the eyes of a dead fish exploded in my heart, and when I suddenly turned around, a pair of godless eyes stared at me not far away!

My heart almost jumped out of my throat, and when I looked at it, I realized that it was nothing more than a half-length figure. It's the kind commonly used by stylists, a standard dummy face, with a long black face draped straight behind the head, and a graceful body curve, but nothing can be seen. It should have been the people from the film and television base who were stationed in the room before.,It almost didn't scare me into screaming like a girl.,It's a bit infiltrating.。

The dummy, which had only an upper body and was smaller, had been hidden behind a bronze mirror that I couldn't see because of the angle, and it watched me silently from behind me as I flipped through my diary. Thinking about it this way, even though I was a dummy, I also had a sense of shame similar to being caught peeping at my bag. I walked over and straightened it, faced the brass mirror, and jokingly admonished, "Don't tell me." ”

That's what makes me a problem, and I like to talk to myself. Xiaoya's cat is also a cat that is often caught by me to teach him to speak, but it doesn't mean anything else. Ma Ming hasn't come yet. After I straightened the dummy, I found that her smooth black hair was messy, and there was a strange noise on the ground, which happened to be a small comb falling down, so I picked it up and combed the dummy's hair.

"Wow...... Your hair is so smooth, just like my girlfriend, black and soft, it must be real hair. "I combed my mouth and broke it, and after combing a few times, I felt that something was wrong, not from the dummy, but from the comb in the palm of my hand. It was as if something was holding me.

I flipped it over and looked at it, only to find that there were two small traditional characters engraved on the comb handle, 'Gift Wen'. I know this, it was the person who gave the comb who gave this comb to this girl named Wen. The comb reappeared in the room, so it is reasonable to assume that the owner of the diary is also this girl named 'Wen'.

After this inspection, I found out that the comb was carved from ivory. Even in those days, ivory was very valuable, and giving a comb to a girl was a sign of interest to others. When the young master of the Shen family gave the comb, what was he thinking in his mind?

Thinking about it like this, my mind suddenly blurred. There seemed to be a graceful figure in front of me, holding my hand and singing a song of Huangmei Opera.

She babbled and sang: "I don't see you every day, I only wish that your heart is like my heart." ”

I sang: "Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the river island." My Fair Lady, Gentleman. ”

She sang again: "Red beans are born in the south, may you pick more, this thing is the most lovely." ”

I replied: "Once the sea was difficult to turn into water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud." ”

On the smooth and distorted surface of the brass mirror, the corners of the dummy's mouth seemed to silently raise a slight arc.

"Water, Water, Water......"

She didn't seem to be able to catch it, and looked at me with a pair of affectionate eyes in the virtual light, and suddenly a slap slapped me in the face: "Water, you fucking hammer!" ”

I woke up with a bang, and when I opened my eyes, there was no beautiful girl, and there was only one big man standing in front of me with a black face, it was Ma Ming. I asked, "How are you?" ”

Ma Ming said, "Who else do you want to be?" Stinky boy, do you know if you have fallen into evil! ”

"Am I evil? When? "I turned my eyes in confusion to see that the dummy was still standing on the back of the bronze mirror, and that I had not carried it out at all, and that the ivory comb was nowhere to be seen, and that all I held in my hand was a clod of earth. It's also strange and terrifying, something as valuable as an ivory comb will definitely not be left behind for a hundred years and has not been picked up by others, but at that time, I didn't even notice that something was wrong.

"Y-What the hell did I?" I didn't want to face the reality, but Ma Ming didn't give me this face at all, and said bluntly: "You were like a fine division at that time, pretending to be a woman crying and talking for a while, and then turning back into a man to comfort the air." You pretend to be a woman very similarly, really like, your voice is exactly the same, if it weren't for the fact that you are my employee, I would definitely strangle you on the spot. ”

As soon as Ma Ming said this, I couldn't help but think back to the story about the bear child that the driver had told me before, and said coldly: "You say, will it be ......?" ”

"Don't doubt it. Ninety percent of you are likely to be targeted by the filth in this house. ”

"Huh? So what to do? I wanted to cry without tears: "I don't want to die!" ”

Ma Ming shook his head and glanced at me meaningfully: "I didn't expect that the boy's urine would come in handy so soon." ”

In the end, of course, it was not a child's urine, Ma Ming took me to a roadside restaurant to eat a bowl of chicken blood, but he added his own unique materials, I don't know what material, but it tasted like cement, I was almost half a bowl of chicken blood and half a bowl of cement and a mouthful of dry, which relieved the feeling of dizziness and chest tightness after coming out of the illusion, almost suffocating.

Ma Ming asked, "Is it better?" ”

I nodded and asked, "What did you add to it?" ”

Ma Ming said that you had better not know. I thought about it and thought he had a point, after all, his tools were so curious, and I didn't want to disgust myself.

I asked Ma Ming what he had gained, and he shook his head and said that he had just walked the road well. He also said that he had found the ancestral ancestral hall of the Shen family and wanted to go up to see it tonight.

I asked, "Is it the bear boy who pulled in front of him and almost tossed himself to death?" ”

Ma Ming said yes. I immediately covered my heart: "I don't feel like I'm feeling well, I want to take a sick leave, boss, can I not go tonight?" ”

Ma Ming sneered: "Think beautifully." ”

The county economy was depressed, and I was very bored during the day, and there was nothing to visit, so I opened a hotel next to it, and I slept in the room until dark. On the way, Ma Ming went out to say that he was preparing something, but I didn't pay attention, and continued to sleep deeply. I slept very badly this night, I always heard women's cries and screams, and a woman with a sad face kept calling my young master in my dreams, one after another, persistent and terrifying, and gave me goosebumps. She asked me to take her away, and I didn't know her, so of course she didn't, so she turned and ran away. I thought she was leaving, but she climbed over the fence by the pool and beckoned me to go too.

My danger alarm went off and I turned around and ran, when suddenly there was a pop behind me, and I looked back and it turned out that she had jumped into the pool. There was no struggle, and in the next second, the pale corpse came to the surface, staring sideways at me, with the same eyes as a dead fish in the pool.

Then I woke up scared, good fellow, in a cold sweat, almost made me suspect that I had kidney deficiency.

The small hotel does not have a bathroom, I went to ask the proprietor, only to know that there is a unified large bathhouse behind the hotel, and I have to fetch my own water. Rinsed with cold water, I walked back to the room with my pants on and my arms swinging, just in time for Ma Ming to return. He was stunned when he saw me, and scolded his grandmother.

As soon as I came in, he scolded him for being bloody, and I was more stunned than him, saying why are you scolding. Ma Ming didn't answer, he rushed to me and told me to open my tongue, I didn't know why, he pinched my chin and looked inside. said: "Shen Yi, your luck is really against the sky." Did you know that you almost got hooked! ”

I asked what was going on. He threw a mirror for me to look at my tongue. This time is different from last time, last time it was full of resentment, so the body is weak and weak, but this time it was almost hooked. As soon as I looked in the mirror,, I almost thought my tongue had faded. There was a clear white mass in the middle of the tongue, as white as paper, and I said, "It looks like poison." ”

Ma Ming asked me to lie down on the bed, and while scolding, he took out a cloth bag, and when the cloth bag was lifted, it was full of cold and flickering needles.

"You kid can really make trouble for me, lie down obediently, and I'll help you get the yin qi out."

I'm more afraid of pain, and when I saw the row of cold needles, I was worried and asked if I could not prick them. Ma Ming said indifferently: "If you want to die within three days, you can die." ”

I immediately coaxed and shouted: "Manager Ma, Zazaza!" If you prick it with pleasure, it will be used as acupuncture, hehe. ”

It wasn't until Ma Ming applied the needle to me that he explained the reason. The tongue is the gathering place of the essence and blood of a person, and the yang energy is full of essence and blood, and the two complement each other, and the deficiency of the essence and blood means that the yang energy is too light and cannot suppress the soul. My tongue is so white, it is caused by the yang energy being hooked away and the blood clotting all over my body. If you open the tongue of the dead, it will be more or less like this, because the soul is gone with it, and there is no such thing as being suppressed or not.

After another toss, when Ma Ming received the needle, the cold feeling of slow blood circulation in my body finally subsided. He packed up his sack and put it back in his black backpack. I took a sip of water, ate the dinner that Ma Ming packed back, and the pointer turned to ten o'clock in the middle of the night, and we officially went out.

Because Qingtong Manor is known to be haunted, and there is nothing to steal, the manor is not locked at night, which is just convenient for us, and it is easy to get in. Following Ma Ming's seven turns, I don't remember how long I walked, I walked for about an hour, and my legs were a little sore before I came to the ancestral hall.