The fresh air outside the door swept in, and I lifted my legs and ran out.

Running out of the house, I was really worried about the third uncle, so I looked back.

I don't know where I threw the flashlight, and the room was pitch black. But by the moonlight, I noticed that there seemed to be a layer of fog in the room, and in the mist, a figure suddenly appeared.

I could only make out a silhouette of the figure, but I recognized it at once. That's the shadow that appeared behind the curtain on the second floor before we entered the house.

Before I could take a closer look, the door slammed shut again.

I realized that the third uncle was still inside, and hurriedly rushed over to pull the door, only to find that the door had been locked.

I was anxious, my heart was discouraged, and my mind was blank, and only then did I realize the position of the third uncle in my heart.

Before, the third uncle said that he would come to this murderous house, and seeing that he said it so easily, it seemed that he could get the money here, and I didn't think much about it.

It's just that I never thought that something would happen to me when I first entered this murderous mansion.

Judging from the tone of the third uncle's shouting, he must have encountered danger. I ran out, and the third uncle must be unlucky inside, and it's already ......

No matter how bad it was, I didn't dare to think about it, so I just desperately slammed the door, kicked the door, and shouted the name of the third uncle, hoping that he could hear it inside. If only he could give me a little bit of a response.

At this time, my worries about the third uncle far exceeded my fear of the mysterious shadow inside.

But apart from my frantic slamming of the door, there was no movement inside.

Fortunately, the people around this deserted building are far away, otherwise they would have called the police if I made such a big move.

Alarm?

Yes, call the police.

As soon as this thought came to me, I hurriedly pulled out my phone. I just came to Shenzhen, and I am not familiar with the place, which is the only way I can think of at the moment.

My hands were already shaking, and I finally pressed 110 and was about to launch it.

Suddenly, a hand reached over and snatched my phone.

"Ah...... Who? "I was startled, only to realize that I don't know when, there was already a person standing behind me.

I subconsciously turned around and found that in the moonlight, the third uncle was standing behind me.

"Third uncle, you ...... Are you alright......" I was so weak that I almost didn't sit on the ground, and I felt like crying.

The third uncle smiled miserably: "I'm fine, are you okay?" ”

The third uncle's voice was very low, as thin as a mosquito fly. At the same time, I noticed that his face was pale and his body was shaky, as if he could not stand steadily.

I quickly stepped forward and helped him to the side of the road and sat down.

"Third uncle, what happened and how did you get out?" I asked anxiously.

The third uncle gasped a few times, gritted his teeth and said: "I found out that things were not good on the second floor, and after shouting twice, I jumped out of the window, and my mother almost didn't fall to death, but fortunately I practiced." ”

I was angry: "What's that? When you found danger, you jumped off the building and ran out? It's hard for me to worry so much about you. ”

At this time, I felt ridiculous for my own childish thoughts, what kind of person is the third uncle, the monkey spirit monkey spirit, I can run out of the building, how can he be trapped in it?

The third uncle had a bitter face: "Isn't this also to preserve my strength?" Otherwise, if something happens to you, how can I save you? ”

In fact, when I think about it, it's the same thing, but today it's too buried. We went in with great fanfare and confidence to break down some murderous house, and in the end we ran out like two rats.

"So what's next?" I asked.

"Let's go back first." The third uncle seemed to have lost a lot of strength, and he had to pull my arm even when he stood up.

As soon as he pulled my arm, I felt a sharp pain in my shoulder.

"Ah......h

The third uncle was also startled, and hurriedly asked what was wrong?

I grinned, tears streaming down my face, and pointed to my shoulder: "It hurts...... It hurts ......."

The third uncle hurriedly unbuttoned my clothes and exposed my shoulders.

I also turned my head to look over and noticed a palm print on my left shoulder.

The handprint was reddish in color, not much bigger than a one-dollar coin, and the size was that of a baby's palm print. I wiped it with my hand, and found that the palm print seemed to have seeped into the skin, and I couldn't erase it at all.

"Don't wipe it, go back first." After the third uncle said a word, he stopped talking and pulled me out of the residential area.

This place is relatively remote, and it took more than ten minutes to stop a car and pull us back to the basement.

Along the way, the third uncle didn't know what he was thinking about, and he didn't say a word.

I had a hunch that the handprint on my shoulder was serious, and I wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask. I thought about it for a moment, and I remember that when I was about to run out of the door, I did feel someone put a hand on my shoulder. Could it be that it left a handprint on my shoulder?

When he got to the basement, the third uncle began to rummage through his rags.

I told me what I had thought about the origin of this handprint in the car, and the third uncle nodded, and finally turned out a casserole in the pile of wine bottles.

The third uncle put water in the casserole, poured some rice into a bag, and began to boil.

I saw that there were several colors in those rice, similar to the ones used by the third uncle when he provoked me.

This time, the third uncle explained to me: "These are five grains, including glutinous rice, millet, sorghum, mung beans and black beans. The colors are white, yellow, red, green, and black, representing the five elements. These grains are born on the earth, they are born in the sky, they can drive away evil spirits, and they can control the ......."

Listening to the third uncle's chatter, I didn't remember much, but I knew that the third uncle liked to use these grains very much, and the effect of these grains was really great.

The third uncle boiled the grains half-cooked and scooped them up with a spoon so that I could show my shoulders.

At this time, I realized that the small palm print on my shoulder had darkened in color. From the original pink, it has become the current dark black.

The third uncle's face changed, and he muttered, "Why is it so fast?" ”

As he spoke, he flipped the spoon in his hand and slapped the steaming grain directly on my shoulder.

I was caught off guard at this time, that thing has just come out of the pot, and it must not be scalded off for me. So I subconsciously screamed.

"What are you shouting?" The third uncle scolded.

"Ah......h

And the grains on the shoulders, except for the black beans, are not visible, and the other colors of the grains are beginning to deepen in color to varying degrees at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Soon, the distinctly colored grains turned into a black and mushy mass.

The third uncle put on a cowhide glove, got the grain off, and put another spoonful on it. After repeating this several times, the color of the grain that was applied on it no longer changed significantly, and then I stopped.

And the little palm print on my shoulder was not so obvious, it became a small dark red patch, and I couldn't see it unless I looked closely.

The third uncle finally breathed a sigh of relief and lay on the bed panting heavily.

I also found that after so long, the third uncle's face was still pale, and beads of sweat were oozing from his face.

I finally had time to ask, "Third uncle, what the hell is going on?" What exactly do you see on the second floor? ”

The third uncle waved his hand: "Damn, don't mention it." It's really a smashing craft, it's my fault for this, it's wrong, it's completely wrong...... It's good that you didn't have an accident, otherwise how would I explain to your father? ”

"Don't talk about that, isn't that okay for me? What did you judge wrong? ”

The third uncle searched through those broken wine bottles, and finally found a bottle with half a bottle of wine still left, tilted his neck and drank two sips, and said, "Aren't Li Ximei and Mrs. Chen dead in that room?" This ghost, just like a human. I am afraid of a person in life, and there is generally no way to change it after death. Li Ximei was hacked to death by Mrs. Chen, and she will definitely resent Mrs. Chen after her death, and her resentment will be great. So if you want to break this murderous house, you can only deal with that Li Ximei first. I judge from experience that this Li Ximei should have become a bloody ghost. ”

I was stunned: "Blood ghost? What the hell is that? ”

The third uncle explained: "Blood ghosts generally refer to female ghosts who are stillborn due to dystocia. Such a female ghost is full of resentment and is the most difficult. Among the powerful ghosts, even people who have Taoism can only avoid them when they see this kind of female ghost. ”

I stared at the third uncle with squinted eyes and asked, "Such a powerful female ghost, you dare to greet him?" ”

When the third uncle heard my question, he immediately straightened his waist and said, "Li Yang, I know you don't believe me. But my name Li Dongbin is not called for nothing......"

I waved my hand impatiently: "Pull the dick down, don't mention you Li Dongbin, how did we run out and you forgot so quickly?" ”

The third uncle's face turned red, rubbed his hands, and said, "Didn't I just say it?" It was a mistake in my judgment. ”

"Misjudgment? Isn't that a bloody ghost? ”

The third uncle nodded: "Regarding the origin of that deserted building, I am also hearsay. So according to those rumors, I judge that this Li Ximei's child is stillborn. In other words, before the child was born, he was chopped to death by Mrs. Chen with a shovel. But I may have misjudged, and the child may have been born. ”

I spread my hands: "Does it make a difference?" ”

The third uncle hung his head dejectedly: "This difference is very big." There is also a kind of ghost in the world, called the confinement ghost. Actually, I can't blame me, many people on our road are easy to confuse the confinement ghost with the blood ghost, although the blood ghost is also fierce, but compared to the confinement ghost, it is simply a small thing. Both mother and child died, but the stillborn ghost is called the blood ghost, which means that the ghost baby of the blood ghost has not yet been born. Although this is fierce, it can only be regarded as a combination of two ghosts. However, the confinement ghost is not, although they also have the same mother and child death, but the difference is that the confinement ghost gave birth to a dead baby, and then the mother subsequently died, or died first, and then gave birth to a ghost baby. So although their names are confinement ghosts, they are divided into mother ghosts and child ghosts. ”