When I woke up from the big bed in this small building the next day, I still felt dazed, my head hurt and was about to explode, and I couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality.

I stared at the bed for a long time, and then slowly got up from the bed, and when I came to the bathroom to wash, I looked at my huge two dark circles in the mirror, and then saw my clothes in the mirror. I just woke up, my mind was a little foggy, I looked at myself in the mirror wearing small flowers, threw two handfuls of water on my face, and then patted my face, feeling a little puzzled: "This dress doesn't seem to be my own." "Suddenly, I remembered what happened last night, I hurried to the room, opened the wardrobe, and saw that the wardrobe was full of all kinds of women's clothes, full of the whole wardrobe, and what I was wearing, which was taken out of this closet last night, thinking of the strange cry I heard last night, I took off my clothes in three or two and changed into my own clothes. After changing my clothes, I still had palpitations, and I felt a little scary in my heart: that person yesterday couldn't be a perverted murderer.

Thinking of this, I shouted outside: "Ah Ji." Come on in, I have something to tell you. Ah Ji floated in quickly, and said quickly: "What's the matter?" It's not for me to make a body like Fan Bingbing, so it goes without saying. I took a deep breath, a pillow smashed over, the pillow went directly through her body, smashed against the wall, Ah Ji touched the smashed place with a painful face, and complained to me: "Boss, how can you be so cruel? How can you just learn to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade? ”

I wasn't in the mood to joke with her anymore, but just said, "Go and bring me the bag I put in the drawer." She saw that my expression was wrong, and obediently floated over, quickly opened the drawer, and took out my bag, and then she looked at me in surprise and asked, "Boss, what are you doing with a talisman paper on the bag, is it any use?" I remembered what happened last night, and smiled at her awkwardly: "Trade secrets, you don't care." She said "oh" and sat next to me as I opened the bag and took the painting out.

I slowly unfolded the ancient painting, as soon as the person in the painting saw me, he opened his mouth to speak, I looked at him viciously with my eyes, and at the same time quietly waved my fist at him, which meant that if he dared to mention what happened last night, he would stare at it, he understood my intimidation, and closed his mouth in amusement.

I coughed and started talking to them about business, I looked at them, clenched my hands on my knees, and said a little nervously, "You guys have to be mentally prepared, what I'm going to say next is a bit serious." ”

They looked at my expression, looked at each other silently, and then said, "If there is anything, you can tell the boss." ”

I looked at them. Crying and mournful, he said, "I suspect that we really live in the murderous house." Ah Ji couldn't hold her breath at all, and she asked in surprise, "What?" What the hell is the proprietress all about? I'm a ghost, but I'm also afraid of ghosts. I said to her, "Actually, I'm not sure, but last night I heard a woman's cry all night, as if it came from the ground, it was very eerie, and it lasted all night, and I slept in a daze, and I couldn't tell whether I was dreaming or really hearing." And last night I found the whole wardrobe girl's clothes in the cupboard in my room, which was really scary. You say, is that landlord a perverted murderer? That cry makes me feel uneasy now. It's so miserable. ”

Who knows, after listening to my words, Ah Ji laughed instead, and she said to me: "Boss, you call it professional sequelae, it's just nervousness, you must have dreamed last night." ”

The person in the painting also said: "Yes, boss, people's dreams are very colorful, sometimes you have dreams, just like the real thing, how can it be so coincidental, nothing." "I listened to them and thought it was nervous, maybe I just saw the cabinet of clothes last night and subconsciously had this dream. I was a little relieved, but I still felt a little uneasy, so I asked Ah Ji, "Let me ask you one last question, have you ever felt the breath of the same kind in this room?" ”

Ah Ji is a ghost, if she can feel the breath of the same kind, she can be completely sure that this house is a murderous house, and many women have died in this courtyard, and their souls will come out to cry at night.

I looked at her eagerly, trying for her to confirm my suspicions. There must have been a reason for the crying that night.

She shook her head: "No, boss, don't worry, I didn't see anything at all, let alone a ghost, I didn't even see anyone." ”

I listened to her words and waved my hand at her tiredly: "Okay, I know, you can go play by yourself." ”

When she saw my appearance, she asked with an uneasy face, "Boss, are you okay?" There really is nothing. ”

I nodded at her: "Got it, you go out first, I'll think about it myself." ”

I collapsed on the bed, trying to remember what I had heard the previous night, not knowing whether it was a dream or a reality. There are many women crying in the dream, I don't know one, there are many, they are constantly begging for mercy, they are crying, their voices are hoarse, no' I can't tell what they are talking about carefully, I only remember vaguely hearing them as if they were saying "help" and "please let me go and so on". It lasted all night, so I didn't sleep well at all, but I didn't wake up because of the exhaustion of the day, and I only woke up in the morning, when it was almost dawn.

The cries of so many women still sounded very shocking at once, and I frowned and leaned on the bed and thought about it from beginning to end, and suddenly realized: Could it be this group of women who are asking me for help, their landlord has killed them, and they want to turn to me to help them get revenge. After all, something like this has happened before.

Thinking of this, I sat up straight from the bed, I took the bag that had been on the head of the bed since I had just started, and then I opened the bag, reached into it and touched it, a little cold and some hard thing touched my palm, I was pleasantly surprised: fortunately, I didn't forget to bring it here. I quickly took it out of my bag.

I saw a small miniature copper bell lying on my palm, carved with intricate patterns, exquisite and simple, and the middle of the bell was hollow. When the person in the painting saw this strange little bell, he asked me curiously, "What is this?"

I looked at the bell in the palm of my hand and laughed talkatively, and I replied to him, "Spiritualist bell." ”

Seeing the Soul Bell, I remembered the days when I worked side by side with Zhang Di and them, working hard for the day of eternal cultivation, but unfortunately they are all gone, and since I didn't say goodbye, I have never seen Zhang Di again. I don't know how he's doing now. I shook my head, trying to sober myself up, there was no time to be sad now. I have to get to the bottom of the matter, or I won't be able to sleep soundly.

I picked up the copper bell and began to walk around the room while shaking, I held my breath and waited for the next possible unjust soul, but I waited for a long time, and there was no movement at all, I frowned, it shouldn't be, there is such a deep resentment, how can there be no trace of the undead, could they all rush to reincarnate so quickly. Maybe this was not the first scene of the crime, and I gave myself a reason. Then, with the bell, I began to walk out of the room, and maybe, it would be here, and I walked from place to place, but the bell would not move at all, and it would not make a sound at all.

It wasn't until I walked through the whole building, from the first floor to the second floor, that I still didn't find anything. I sat on the stone bench in the courtyard irritably, shaking the bell vigorously, "It can't be broken." The man in the painting speculated. I shook my head at him, this bell came from the master, it never went wrong, it couldn't be broken, the only possibility was that I was too suspicious.

But I thought about it again, and felt that this was actually a good thing, at least it meant that the house was still clean, there were no dead souls, and the cry I heard last night might really be that I was too tired, nervous, and hallucinating, such a good house, I should enjoy it, or not get entangled. I looked at the yard full of yellow loquats, and threw the things I just tangled up in the clouds, or enjoy the current life first, I put the bell in my pocket, and then began to pick the loquat on the tree, the loquat is really very good, especially sweet. I took one bite at a time, and my hands and face were full of juice when I ate it. At this time, a loquat fell from the top of my head, smashed the juice on my face, I was smashed and screamed, he subconsciously looked up at the tree, only to see A Ji was sitting on the top of the tree between the branches and grimacing at me, just now the loquat was she deliberately smashed on my face, I looked at Ah Ji who looked at me proudly, and shouted at her: "Ah Ji, okay, you are bold, you dare to smash me." As I spoke, I dragged down a larger loquat from the hanging branch and threw it at her, Ah Ji didn't react for a while, so that the loquat hit her chest directly, the loquat flew out through her chest, she pouted and jumped down from the tree to scratch me, I was scratched by her, and couldn't help laughing.

While dodging, I shouted, "Ah Ji, let go, don't make any more trouble." The person in the painting watched the two of us playing from the side, and couldn't help laughing, and he was still directing on the side: "Ah Ji, scratch the waist of the proprietress, that's it, don't let her go." ”

Suddenly, I said in a deep voice: "Ah Ji, don't make trouble, let me go quickly." Ah Ji was surprised by my voice, and quickly let go, at this time, she found that I was not happy just now, but looked at her with a pale face. She looked at me a little helplessly, she came over and took my hand and asked, "What's wrong with you, boss, did I hurt you?" ”

I shook off her hand and stood still, trying to ignore the sound of the leaves swaying and the wind blowing, I held my breath and focused my attention, and then I focused all my attention on one place, where something was telling me a secret, and I thought to myself: How can I forget this place? Everything last night was really not my hallucination.

I could make out the voice until I was completely sure that it was faint, and I had heard it countless times, and I had the greatest acuity for it. You can't go wrong for sure.

I raised my distracted eyes and made a silent gesture to her, and then I said to her, "Shhhhhh ”