"In the twenties and thirties of the nineteenth century, the situation in Dujiang City was very bad, and many talented people were determined to leave here from a young age to go to the provincial capital or enter Beijing to make a career and gain power. However, once those people left Dujiang City, none of them who could gain fame returned home. Therefore, I built this Wangren Building, hoping that people who were born in this Dujiang City, but were adrift in a foreign land, could return to their hometowns to see."

Lao Qiu seems to be very familiar with this Wangren Tower, and judging from his gaze, he should be deeply immersed in memories now.

"When Wangren Building stood at the beginning of Dujiang City, it was divided into four floors, and the identity conditions for each floor to enter were different. This first layer is called the mortal layer, as long as there is a basic economic foundation, ordinary people can enter it, spend a few copper coins to sit on this first layer for a few hours, and there are some special dance music performances."

"The second layer is called the upper layer, which does not require status, but it must have enough silver taels to enter it, and the basic condition for admission is one or two silver. My great-grandfather used to run a nice rice shop in Dujiang City, and he was a relatively wealthy man, and he stayed in this upper class a few times."

"Great-grandfather said that the wealthy families on the second floor did not hesitate to spend a high price to rent a separate room in it to enjoy the unique performances in the room, and many wealthy businessmen outside Dujiang City came to hear the name of this Wangren building, which really brought a lot of benefits to our Dujiang City and contributed to the development of this place."

"And the next level is the third level, which is called the heavenly earth. The people who can enter the heavenly world are all high-ranking officials and nobles, and there are only a handful of people in Dujiang City who can enter the third layer. My great-grandfather did not know what was going on on this earthly life, and why he was attracted to it, along with the famous people of other regions, and he did not forget to come every day."

"The requirements of the third layer are so high, but what about the fourth layer?" Zhang Chen listened with some interest and not only asked.

"This fourth layer is called the Sacrifice World, why it is called this, the great-grandfather at that time is also unclear. And how he was able to get to the fourth floor is unknown. But strange things started happening. It started when my great-grandfather met a young man who was buying rice one day."

"My great-grandfather had to serve hundreds of customers every day, but only that one guest is still fresh in his memory more than 20 years after he closed the rice shop. Great-grandfather said that it was an ordinary afternoon, and the disheveled young man said that he wanted to buy a hundred catties of rice from him, and asked his great-grandfather to find someone to bring him to the house."

"At that time, the price of 100 catties of rice was not a small amount. And when my great-grandfather saw this man's clothes, his face was like that of a young man from a poor family who had just come of age and had nothing to do. Who knows, the young man saw that his great-grandfather was suspicious, and directly took out a silver ticket worth twenty taels from his clothes, and the official seal stamped on it was still unique to the local county order. The young man didn't seem to care about the money, and said that the rest of the silver taels were sent to his house along with the rice."

After my great-grandfather took the silver ticket, he immediately called the guy who was doing chores in the rice shop and followed him to the door to deliver the rice. Who knew that the location of the address was actually a very dilapidated tiled house, and on the wooden bed in the room sat a plain-looking woman holding a baby who was not yet full of moon."

"When my great-grandfather delivered the rice and the extra money to the woman, the other party didn't know anything about it. After the great-grandfather described the man's appearance, the woman with the baby in her arms began to cry bitterly, which made the great-grandfather even more confused."

"On this day, I sold an extra hundred catties of rice, and the extra few taels of silver made my great-grandfather move his heart to go to the second floor of the Wangren Building again. So after dinner that day, my great-grandfather carried a lot of silver and entered the second floor of this watchman building and was at ease. Spend all day drinking."

"Who knows, my great-grandfather sat in the hall of the upper floor afterwards drinking a little wine, and when he took a break from watching the show, he saw the young man who came to his rice shop to buy rice again this afternoon."

It's just that the man has been shaved bald at this time, wearing a very orthodox Qing official uniform, and was sandwiched in the middle by a group of people and walked to this second layer of the human world. And continue to walk towards the third level of heaven and earth. My great-grandfather said that the young man and he looked at him on the Venerable Master's earth, and the young man's eyes had a complicated look in his eyes, and there was a slight hint of gratitude after looking at him. Then he was taken to the third floor."

"My great-grandfather was also about to turn half a hundred years old at the time, and he didn't care about these things that involved the upper class. On the second day, when my great-grandfather took the twenty taels of silver to the bank to redeem the money. Who knew that in addition to handing out twenty taels of silver, the owner of the money village also handed out an extra letter. It is said that the original holder of this silver ticket deposited it with the silver taels."

"When my great-grandfather returned to the rice shop, he opened the letter directly, and on the white paper inside, a few large characters were written in red pen, 'The evil behind the Wangren Tower'. But there's still a hint of blood in the nostrils."

The contents of the letter scared my great-grandfather so much that his back was soaked with cold sweat. I don't know who wrote the letter, but it recorded in detail what happened every night on the fourth floor of the Wangren Tower, and my great-grandfather instantly understood why the fourth floor was called the sacrifice world."

What is in the letter? It must have something to do with the demolition of this watchtower, right?" Zhang Chen asked.

"It's relevant, but it's only partial. The letter mentions that the fourth floor is officially opened every night when the third watch rings. And those who enter the fourth layer are also selected from among those prominent dignitaries in the third layer." Lao Qiu said at this time, his expression became there. [,！ Something ugly.

"In the center of the fourth floor is a huge round table, and on top of the round table is a young man who has just entered the weak crown, his hair is shaved, his body is naked, and his hands and feet are fixed on the four sides of this round table in a large font."

"The number of people who enter this fourth level of sacrifice must be nine, and there is naturally a division of priority among these nine people. And this distinction of priority is related to the question of how to distribute the youth at this round table...... Anyway, the young man will be eaten alive by these nine people."

When Lao Qiu said this, his words also stopped, and the next content was because Zhang Chen and Wan Yue in front of him were still minors, and it was inconvenient for Lao Qiu to tell this bloody thing in detail.

My great-grandfather didn't believe the letter at first, because it would be so outrageous that he wouldn't even dare to think about it. My great-grandfather folded the envelope and burned it directly in the brazier, thinking that it was just the illusion and speculation of some common people in the fourth layer of sacrifices, talking nonsense."

That night, because of this letter, his great-grandfather broke off and went to Wangrenlou again, but after cleaning up the rice shop, he was ready to go to bed early to rest and replenish his spirit. After extinguishing the candlelight in the room, he quickly fell asleep."

"'Click... Click... Great-grandfather woke up that night at some point by the crisp sound of rice grains falling to the ground outside his bedroom, and every three seconds a grain dropped, which was extremely strange in this silent and dark room, making it difficult for his great-grandfather to sleep."

"My great-grandfather didn't do anything bad in his life, and although he believed in some ghosts, he didn't believe that any ghosts would find him. So I simply put on my coat and lit the candle in my room."

"The moment the candlelight filled the room, a figure flashed quickly outside the door of my great-grandfather's room, and from the figure, it seemed that the other person had no hair. At the same time, the door of his locked room was also vaguely opened, and this scene was also a shock to his great-grandfather's heart."

The great-grandfather took the stick hidden under the bed in his hand and cautiously walked out of his room. At that time, my grandfather thought that there was a good chance that the figure might be a beggar or a poor person who came to his house to steal rice, and then the thief had a heart and hit himself with the idea."

Then, on the ground outside the door, there were grains of rice scattered one by one, stretching straight towards the rice shop, and each grain of rice seemed to be neatly arranged, not like a thief in a hurry. And in this dark hall, a dark wind swept through, making my grandfather, who was nervous, shiver."

"When my great-grandfather walked into his rice shop step by step, step by step, he did not notice any signs of anyone opening the shop. Grandfather, the grain of rice he had seen was finally disconnected in front of the brazier where he had burned the letter today."

And when my grandfather leaned down, the letter appeared intact in the brazier. At this moment, the grandfather felt that someone seemed to be behind him, and after putting the letter in his pocket, he quickly got up with a wooden stick and looked at the dark hall behind him. But at the door of his bedroom, he saw a man with a pale face and shaved hair, who was the young man who bought rice yesterday. The latter stretched out his arm and pointed to the letter at his grandfather's waist before slowly disappearing into the darkness. And my great-grandfather was seriously ill for a week."

The old man said this, and there was only a look of horror in his eyes.

Just as Zhang Chen was still about to ask, Puhu's voice came: "It's not too late to inquire about the relevant information next time, the cultivators will arrive soon, and they must leave now."

Zhang Chen said to the old administrator that there was something wrong with his group renting a house and he needed to leave now, and he would come to visit the old man next time. After thanking him, he walked straight out of the museum. The old caretaker on the second floor looked out the window and smiled slightly, and then turned into a wisp of black smoke and disappeared.

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