||->-> Chapter 648 of the text

After the book was picked up, Ding Ermiao came down from upstairs and prepared to go out.

In fact, Ji Xiaoxiao also suggested that Ding Ermiao detain Kang Cheng Luoying from Shancheng to carry out this mission, but Ding Ermiao vetoed it.

Because it's too far away, they may not be able to sense it. The other is that language is not easy to communicate. After all, the accent in the mountain city area is too different from that here in the mountains of western Guangdong.

Using Kang Cheng Luoying to scare that Wan Junming will reduce the effect.

So Ding Ermiao thinks that it is more appropriate to catch a local ghost.

Lao Zhou saw that Ding Ermiao was drunk and hazy, and walked downstairs with floating steps, hurriedly stepped forward, stopped him and said, "Brother Ding, you really want to hunt ghosts?" ”

"Do you think I'm going out to pee?" Ding Ermiao squinted his eyes and said with a hippie smile.

Lao Zhou hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, no, no, no......, since I can't stop you, I'll tell you the truth." Going out of our stockade, we went west, turned south at the three-way intersection, and then walked two miles, and there was a small school. ”

"There's a ghost in the school?" Ding Ermiao came to his senses and asked.

Lao Zhou nodded and said, "The school is an ancestral hall reconstructed, and further south of the school, there is a large cemetery. It ...... there and is often haunted. ”

"Wouldn't you have it earlier? Haha, wait for me to go there and have a look and catch two little ghosts to play. Ding Ermiao laughed and asked again: "In the school, is there anyone on duty at night?" ”

"Yes, an old principal named Gan Ziniu, and two city children, a man and a woman, are teaching here. The man's name is Huang Kejun, and the woman's name is Luo Yufeng, and they are a couple of unmarried couples. ”

Lao Zhou is a village cadre, so he knows more about the situation of the school, and even the name of the volunteer teacher is clear.

Ding Ermiao nodded, and asked again: "Since it is said that the school is often haunted, what strange things have happened?" ”

"I don't know much about this ....... But in the middle of the night, I often hear children crying and laughing. And in that place, cats and dogs dare not approach. Lao Zhou frowned and said:

"I've heard children cry at night many times. Some people also said that in the middle of the night, there were children playing in the courtyard of the ancestral hall. ”

Ding Ermiao nodded, and asked again, "Who belongs to the ancestral hall?" ”

"The ancestral shrine surnamed Gan belongs to Principal Gan Ziniu and their family."

"Are there many people surnamed Gan here?" Ding Ermiao asked thoughtfully.

"Many, there are thousands of people in a few nearby villages."

Damn, so many people? Ding Ermiao thought for a while, waved his hand, and said, "I'll go and see, you close the door." ”

Lao Zhou stretched out his hand and grabbed Ding Ermiao again, and asked, "Hey, Brother Ding, are you really not afraid?" ”

"Hahaha, those ghosts saw me, they should be scared!" Ding Ermiao laughed and walked out the door.

Outside the door, the moonlight was like water, and the breeze was gusting.

In the winter in the south, the temperature is not too low, and Ding Ermiao is on the head of Jiuxing, so he doesn't feel cold at all. He looked in the direction, put his hands behind his back, and walked leisurely.

After leaving the stockade, I walked more than a mile to the west, and sure enough, there was a three-way intersection. Looking at the front and back, there was no ghost, Ding Ermiao tore open his pants, sprinkled a soak of urine, and turned onto the gravel road to the south.

The forest is sandwiched by the road, very quiet, only the sound of Ding Ermiao's feet stepping on the gravel, clattering softly.

As you move forward, at the end of the road ahead, a dark building emerges. Although it is only a single-storey building, it covers a wide area from a distance, and the eaves are hooked, and the momentum is extraordinary.

Probably this is Gan Ancestral Hall Primary School, Ding Ermiao looked at it drunkenly, took out a yin talisman casually, and pasted it on his forehead and shoulders to cover his peak yang energy.

Putting away the paper charm, Ding Ermiao put the umbrella behind him and walked towards the gate of the primary school. After a while, they came to the front of the school.

It is said to be the gate of the school, but it is actually the gate of the fence, behind the wall is the playground, and the playground is past the school building. Two weird basketball hoops, like one-legged ghosts, stand comically on the playground under the moonlight.

The gate is made of two rusty iron fences, one foot high, and is topped by a row of thorns facing the sky. The walls on both sides of the gate were filled with broken glass, and in the moonlight, the edge flickered.

On the wall is written in red lacquer characters: a century-old plan, education-oriented.

You can also see through the gate that the first row of houses in the past of the playground should be the front archway of the ancestral hall, and there are also rear archways and wings behind. At a glance, Ding Ermiao knew that the building of this ancestral hall should be a large courtyard.

Judging from this scale, it is indeed the handiwork of a big surname. Generally, small households can't afford such an ancestral hall.

The lights in the front archway are not visible, but they can be faintly heard, and the sound of a conversation comes from behind.

Ding Ermiao was not in a hurry to enter the courtyard, but continued to walk forward along the wall. Turn to the southwest corner, turn to the east, Ding Ermiao found that there is actually no wall behind, it is the south wall of the archway of the ancestral hall.

This Nima is a little evil!

Ding Ermiao looked at it and was secretly surprised. Generally speaking, the buildings of Huaxia are facing south and facing north, ventilated in summer and sunny in winter. However, this ancestral hall is the opposite, with the gate facing north and the back wall facing south.

This is clearly the layout of the ghost temple of the Yin House.

Although the ancestral hall is a place to worship ancestors and enshrine ancestral tablets, the architectural regulations and taboos are no different from ordinary people's residences.

Because the role of the ancestral hall is not only to worship, but also to provide a place for future generations to carry out or hold important activities within the clan.

Ding Ermiao walked around and was more sure of his inference that the building foundation of the ancestral hall should be an irregular rectangle, wide in the east and narrow in the west.

Although the width of things is only a few steps apart, Ding Ermiao can still detect it. If you draw a bird's-eye view of the foundation of the ancestral hall, it is in the shape of a coffin.

This kind of house is only suitable for raising ghosts, and it is not an ancestral hall at all!

Ding Ermiao turned back to the school gate, squinted his eyes slightly, and looked in through the iron railing. Sure enough, the ancestral school was full of ghosts and resentment.

It's only eight o'clock, and it's only an hour or two after dark, and if it's midnight, the ghost will inevitably be heavier.

It looks like there's more than one ghost in this. Ding Ermiao was secretly happy in his heart, tied the umbrella behind his back, climbed up the iron gate lightly, and jumped in the yard with a cat's waist.

Worried about being discovered, as soon as Ding Ermiao landed, he immediately pounced forward and rolled under the shadow of the wall.

Seeing that there was no one around, Ding Ermiao straightened up and walked towards the inner gate of the school.

That gate should be the gate of the former archway of the ancestral hall. It is said to be a door, but in fact, the door panel is no longer visible, and it has become a passage, dividing the former archway into two.