Chapter 7: The Abode of the Superior

I've always wanted to label yesterday's events as "ordinary".

But no matter what the details, anyone's opinion, points to yesterday's events and is definitely not a simple event.

I finally found evidence to support myself, and I was overjoyed and louder. As long as there is a living person who has experienced the same event as me, then the event is definitely not weird.

My voice was a little louder, and it caught almost everyone's attention. When I pointed to the picture of the security guard in the glass frame, Nanfeng showed a look of relief, while the security guard in the room looked at me with a strange sympathetic look.

Looking at their eyes, my smile was fixed on my face, I put down my hand pointing to the photo in the glass frame, slightly uneasy, and asked in a low voice, "Why are you looking at me like this?" โ€

The security guards were silent, as if they didn't want to say much.

Seeing their silence like this, I was also at a loss, but Nanfeng's straightforward temperament, I couldn't bear it, she stepped forward and said to those security guards: "It's all big men, what are you grinding and chirping?" If you have something to say, just say it! โ€

Nanfeng's words had some effect, and most of the security guards in the room were a little moved, but they were still a little silent, as if they were afraid to say something.

At this time, a security guard, who looked relatively young, stood up and said to everyone: "Something is wrong here!" We have to report it to the boss, and we can't hide this young lady from her, so it seems that I told her. โ€

His words made the somewhat heavy-looking security guard nod. So the young security guard said to me, "Miss, you'd better make sure again." Is this really the person you saw yesterday? โ€

What's so uncertain about this? Although it was night last year, I still had a conversation with him, how could I admit my mistake? I already had the answer to guess in my heart, but I still had a glimmer of hope and said, "Yes, it's him, is there anything wrong?" โ€

I was acting relaxed.

At this moment, the south wind quietly grabbed my hand. When the young security guard heard my affirmative answer, he sighed softly: "This glass frame is very troublesome to disassemble, and the employees of our company change it once a month. What you see is a photo of the security guard on duty who was put in at the beginning of this month. And the person you are talking about is Lao Zhao. โ€

Speaking of this, the young security guard paused, his face was slightly pale, and he didn't dare to look at the photo in the glass frame, and then whispered: "But in the middle of this month, Lao Zhao died of illness, and we all went to visit and attended his funeral. How could it be that you saw Lao Zhao last night? โ€

My brain buzzed, and my first reaction was not to be scared, but to think, why didn't I see it?

Now I can see those things occasionally without deliberately, if yesterday's Lao Zhao is really a "good friend", I have no reason not to see it. I don't even have to look at him, I can feel it by feeling.

I have always been very confident in my ability, whether it is Shen Jingyun or Helian Cheng, they are quite sure of it. This is also the basis for me to dare to live independently.

Now that it's gone, my first reaction was to be at a loss.

I understand why I was so confident and secure yesterday, it was because I was too confident in my own ability, and I didn't want to believe that this event was not an ordinary event, and it was also because I didn't want to deny my ability.

At this time, my body shook and I staggered back, but fortunately the south wind held my hand before and kept me from falling.

An elderly security guard comforted me: "I have been a security guard for 20 years, and I often patrol the night. I've also encountered weird things, this girl, you don't have to be too afraid, as the saying goes, don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door, and it's normal to encounter a weird thing occasionally. And this matter, we will report, our boss is the most taboo about the community's feng shui 'clean' problem, and we will definitely deal with it. โ€

I don't know what to say, they won't understand the crux of the matter, it's not the old Zhao who died of illness, but the little boy in red clothes, who came for me.

I didn't want to scare this group of innocent security guards, but Nanfeng reluctantly squeezed out a smile at this time and said, "Yes, it is normal to come out to pick me up in the middle of the night and meet me." This friend of mine met a few times when he was a child, but he didn't have anything to do! But you must report to the boss in time, otherwise the residents in our community will be insecure. โ€

In this way, Nanfeng casually said a few perfunctory words and pulled me out of the security room.

She pulled me and walked very quickly in the community, my mind was a little numb and confused, so she pulled me by the south wind and walked towards the gate of the community.

But I broke away from Nanfeng's hand and muttered, "Don't worry about me, I think I can still bear it, compared to other events I encountered, this is not terrifying." โ€

Nanfeng said angrily: "Isn't it terrifying? So what does it take to be horrible? Lin Xiaoshuang, don't be stubborn to the old lady! If there is something to face, if there is a disease, treat it, I will take you to the master who my father has always befriended. โ€

Expert? Are tall people useful? I've seen all kinds of cultivators, but I don't have much confidence in the folk who know a little bit about the art of Xuanhuang. I don't want to get involved in a high-ranking person and then involve the innocent.

So, I shook my head and said to Nanfeng, "Arrange it as you want today." Tonight, I won't stay at your house for the time being. Nanfeng, in fact, I also learned some skills. โ€

The south wind didn't listen to me, but dragged me forward desperately.

When I got to the car, Nanfeng said to me: "Lin Xiaoshuang! I met you at the beginning, and I liked you so much, because of your tenacious temperament, giving people a feeling that you can't be defeated, and now, I realize how annoying this feeling is! Make you blindly stubborn and unwilling to accept help from others. โ€

"Nanfeng, I just don't want to drag down the innocent and involve your father and some high-ranking people. Moreover, I have experienced more than you, and I know very well whether what I encounter is really amazing. I'm not afraid that the security guard I saw was a dead security guard, and after all, he was just an ordinary ghost......"

I said earnestly to the south wind.

But before I could finish my words, Nanfeng's voice immediately became sharp: "You say it's just an ordinary ghost? โ€

I smiled wryly, it seemed that whatever experience I told her was not as real as her own experience, so she couldn't quite understand the understatement of an ordinary ghost.

I could only firmly tell Nanfeng: "Yes, it's just an ordinary ghost, it's not scary." The scary thing is that little boy, definitely not easy to deal with. I feel...... He wanted to eat me. โ€ยท

After saying this, I felt a chill on my face.

Looking through the rearview mirror in the car, I could see that my face was unusually pale, and Nanfeng's face was definitely not good-looking.

The two of us were silent for a while, and Nanfeng suddenly put on my seat belt and started the car very decisively.

Perhaps because of the urgency, the car started very suddenly and quickly, causing the tires of the car to make a sharp grinding sound against the ground.

"Nanfeng, calm down, even if you are in a hurry, you don't need to be in a hurry at this moment." I reminded Nanfeng that with this mentality, I am afraid that we will not be killed by the little boy, but will have a car accident first.

After listening to my advice, Nanfeng's expression softened a little, and the speed of the car slowed down.

She lit a cigarette with some irritability, and opened it as she smoked.

I know that Nanfeng is also a stubborn girl, she said that she wanted to find a master, and I couldn't stop her. And from the bottom of my heart, I really don't want to involve Nanfeng and her relatives anymore, and that innocent master. Therefore, I have been silently thinking in my heart, let's be soft, I have to find a way to contact Shen Jingyun.

The car was driving fast on the road, and Nanfeng and I were silent all the way, both with our own plans in mind.

On the way, Nanfeng made a phone call to her father, casually pulled out a reason, and asked for the address of the high-ranking person. The place where the master lived was a little remote, and we finally found the neighborhood where it was located, and walked through many alleys and alleys of S City for 78,000 times, and after inquiry, we finally found the address of the master in Nanfeng's father's mouth in an inconspicuous old two-story building.

I don't know why I got here, I suddenly had an inexplicable excitement in my heart, a feeling of wanting to cry, but wanting to escape, lingering in my heart.

I think I must have been too nervous, too stressed, to cause this emotion.

Nanfeng stepped forward with a big grin and began to knock desperately on the door.

After about two minutes, there was no response from inside the door, and Nanfeng was about to call her father's phone angrily, but she didn't want to, and the door behind her "squeaked" open.

I turned around at about the same time as the south wind, and felt a little cool air coming out of the house.

I didn't see anyone, but I felt that the room was dark and gloomy.

If it weren't for Nanfeng's father, who would have been sure that this was a place where the masters were, Nanfeng and I would rather believe that this was a haunted house.

But Nanfeng still resolutely took my hand and walked into this eerie and weird-looking house.

After entering, I found that the room was not completely devoid of lighting, but because the figures of me and Nanfeng were in front of the door before, it made the room look so dark.

When you come in, you can see the furnishings of the room with the help of the light outside. An ordinary hall, a table of eight immortals, a few chairs, all I and Nanfeng saw.

And on the wall behind the table, facing the door, there were a large number of portraits of three gods that I didn't know very well.

The painting is so large that it occupies a third of the wall. In front of the painting, there is a case number, and there is a simple incense burner that is somewhat black and painted, but looks simple and heavy.

The painting has been yellowed a little because of the long-term smoke and fire.

A few days ago, there was a figure who was putting incense on the portrait, bowing, and heard the footsteps of us coming in, and he didn't look back.

Are the so-called masters so mysterious and quirky? Nanfeng and I didn't dare to talk easily, so we could only wait for the so-called master to turn around.