I know that the third uncle has a lot of experience in this area, and he feels that he has always been very accurate.

After listening to the third uncle's words, I grabbed the two corners of the dresser with him, and prepared to lift it up and turn around.

The third uncle told me that this thing is not short for a long time, so be careful not to carry it apart.

I answered, shouted a slogan, and worked hard with the third uncle to lift the dresser.

Who knows what kind of wood it was made of, and it was so dead that we couldn't lift it. Finally we gave up trying to lift it up, and only moved the dresser out a distance.

In this way, I was so tired that I was covered in sweat, and the third uncle was even more out of breath. He waved his hand: "That's enough, I'll just see if there's anything in the back." ”

As he spoke, the third uncle turned on the flashlight and shone behind the dresser.

I stood outside and watched.

The third uncle watched behind for a long time, and finally withdrew from his body, spitting continuously: "Bah, all the old ashes behind here." Nothing. My arm is too thick, Yoko, you put your arm in there, feel for anything under the table, if not, let's go. ”

I nodded, got on my stomach, and put my hand under the dresser.

The four legs of the dresser were more than two inches high, and my arms were just big enough to fit in.

The back is all dust, so it can't be cleaned down here. But at this time, I didn't care about this, and slowly groped under the dresser with my hand.

I didn't have much hope, but when I touched the middle of the table, I felt something in my hand.

I sighed, and the third uncle hurriedly asked, "What's the matter, there's something?" ”

I nodded and said don't worry, I slowly felt it with my hand, and told the third uncle that the thing seemed to be a piece of paper pasted underneath.

The third uncle instructed me: "Slow down, take off the paper, don't tear it up." ”

I answered, and was about to remove the paper, when the third uncle suddenly stopped me again.

I didn't understand what I meant, and the third uncle pulled me up from the ground and pulled out a large ball of red rope from my bag. On the red rope, a lot of copper coins were bolted, and they collided with each other when they were picked up, and they clanged.

The third uncle unfolded the red rope tied to the copper coin and surrounded the dresser. The red rope was laid on the ground, and where it was connected from end to end, a copper coin was pressed.

After the third uncle had done all this, he motioned for me to go and peel off the paper under the dresser.

I couldn't help but ask, "Third uncle, what are you doing with this?" ”

The third uncle waved his hand: "Just in case, don't ask first, let's see what that thing is?" Once you take it out, don't take it out of this red line circle. ”

I had to lie on the ground again, reach out and slowly remove the piece of paper from the bottom of the dresser.

When I took it out, I saw that it was just a picture. And it's an old photo that has been yellowed.

I took the picture in my hand, looked at it in the sunlight outside the window, and said, "How do I seem to have seen this man somewhere?" ”

The third uncle also came over to take a few looks, sighed and said, "Yangzi, I really have no temper with you." With your memory, how can you get into college

What about learning? Isn't this the man of the wooden figurines? ”

After being reminded by the third uncle, I suddenly realized. The picture of this man and the portrait of the wooden figurines are really the same person. It's just that this kind of thing is so coincidental that I don't even think about it.

I took a closer look, and the woman in the photo was also wearing a cheongsam, sitting upright on a chair, with autumn waves in her eyes, and a thousand styles. It's just that this is obviously an old photo, it looks very empty, and it has turned yellow to the point that it doesn't look good.

The third uncle asked me to put the picture down and move the dresser back to its place first.

The strange thing is that this time I went to move the dresser, although the weight was not light, but the third uncle and I were able to lift it. What's going on? Just taking a photo from there, there is such a big difference?

I felt incredible, but the third uncle seemed to have expected it.

When the dresser was in place, the third uncle asked me to lift another foot and press the picture under the foot.

I did it completely, but I had more doubts in my mind.

When all this was done, we left the room and went back to the yard, where the dried cat corpse and the red cloth that had been dug up from under the tree were still in their place, and this one needed to be disposed of.

The third uncle said that the wooden figurines in the cat's belly had been taken out, and the cat's dried corpse would be useless.

We set up a fire in the yard, made wood from the dry branches, burned the cat's corpse, and buried it back in the pit.

The third uncle said that we could leave here, we closed the courtyard door, and I turned around to look at the old attic. Under the lilac tree, in front of the dresser, carved wooden beds, delicate wooden figurines...... I guess there's a special story going on here. Whether we can solve the murder of this house depends on whether we can know the story.

The third uncle got into the car and said to me directly: "Give Xu Ruoxi a call, I want to prove one thing." ”

I nodded and connected Xu Ruoxi's phone, and Xu Ruoxi's voice on the phone sounded weak. When I asked, I found out that she had been hospitalized for the past two days, not because there was something serious, or because she was too frightened that night, and she had a continuous fever. She gave her the address of the hospital and told us to go directly to the hospital to find her.

Hearing this, my third uncle and I were a little upset. Originally, our original intention was not malicious, we just wanted to combat the arrogance of this Assistant Xu, but we didn't expect to cause her so much damage.

On the way to the hospital, I asked about the third uncle's dresser, and I think he must know what the picture was about.

Sure enough, the third uncle told me that the dresser was so heavy because of this photo. He suspected that there was a soul sealed in this photo, and the scope of this soul was only the dresser. And this method of sealing the soul and suppressing the soul, generally speaking, it is necessary to use a kind of Taishan soul suppression technique. Mount Tai soul suppression technique is an extremely clever Taoist technique, which is a bit similar to the meaning of detaining the Yellow Turban Warrior and moving the Taishan Stone to suppress the soul. The soul can be pressed in a photograph or in a portrait. With Taishan stone, so the dresser will be ridiculously heavy.

Listening to the third uncle talk about this, it sounds like a myth

Like, is this technique really so wonderful?

I asked the third uncle again: "You circled the dresser with a red thread, because you were afraid that the soul in the photo would take the opportunity to run out?" ”

The third uncle nodded: "That's right, without figuring out who the soul is, you still can't let her go out first." ”

"Could that be the woman in the picture?"

"Quite possibly. So, let's first figure out who is the woman in the photo? ”

(End of chapter)

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