Pudding said that there was no mirror in the toilet at all, but I saw a bloody face in the toilet, so I hurriedly climbed down from the bed and ran to the toilet to take a look, but as Pudding said, there was only a bare wall above the sink, and there was no mirror at all! That...... So what exactly is the human face I see?

I froze in place, just for a second, I was sweating like rain, my eyes were bulging and round, I looked at the pudding in astonishment, and she looked at me in astonishment, could it be that we met something unclean again?

Pudding's eyes were staring at the bottom of the bed, I knew what she was thinking, since we lived in this house, I have always felt uncomfortable anywhere, it is winter, there are few flies and mosquitoes in ourselves, but there are a lot of flies in our house, plus there is a bloody face in the toilet, behind this strange incident, we can't help but have a terrible thought in our minds: will there be a dead person under the bed?

Pudding said, "I don't dare lift the sheets, go ahead." ”

I nodded, "yes." ”

I cautiously walked to the bed, took a deep breath, and slowly lifted the sheets, I was a little nervous, but I still mustered up the courage to look under the bed, and after seeing this, I breathed a sigh of relief, because there was nothing under the bed, and there were no dead people as we imagined.

Pudding said to me, "It's past four o'clock in the night, and we should go downstairs in less than three hours to assemble, this room is a little strange, why don't we go downstairs and sit in the hall, and when they wake up, we will leave here." ”

I nodded, "Okay." ”

So, I packed up with Pudding, and left this strange room, and we came to the hall on the first floor, and sat on the sofa and waited, Pudding leaned on my arms, and I gently hugged her, and kept comforting her.

I smiled and said: "You said that you used to work very well in Beijing, and your family conditions were good, you drank coffee every day, the air conditioner was blowing, and you would stay up for a few more years to become the editor-in-chief, and your salary would be doubled. But you have to be with me to do this kind of knife-tip business, do you think you are stupid? ”

Pudding looked at me and said, "Usually when a boy says a girl is stupid, he falls in love with her." ”

I didn't feel angry and said, "You save it, I only love money." ”

Pudding and I were chatting without a word, but at this moment, a "buzzing" sound appeared in our ears again, yes, flies again!

It's a hit.

How is it a fly again?

Originally, Pudding and I were in a much lighter mood, but when we heard this subtle hum, we immediately sat up from the couch, and we couldn't help but feel a creep from the bottom of our hearts. Could it be that the appearance of these flies has nothing to do with the house, but because of me and the pudding itself? But why do we both attract flies?

Pudding and I left the hall on the first floor, sat in the flower bed outside the door for half an hour, then walked around the road, and then returned to the hall on the first floor, but wherever we went, the flies followed, and we were inseparable. Such a strange and abnormal phenomenon that we just can't pay attention to it.

At last it was seven o'clock in the morning, and the old men came downstairs one after another, and saw me and Pudding sitting in the hall, both confused. When my friends arrived, I took a deep breath and told me everything that happened last night, from beginning to end.

The old man sat cross-legged on the chair, holding a purple clay pot in his hand, and pondered with a solemn expression: "The third man sees the human face on the wall as his own, which at least lets us know that the ghost was not a Tibetan, but a Manchu and Han people. ”

Feng Erbiao asked, "What does this mean?" ”

The old man said: "This shows that the problem is not in Tibet, but in ourselves, I am thinking...... Is it possible that we have brought something unclean out of the Forbidden City? ”

Zhou Boren said solemnly: "You mean, the matter of the Forbidden City is not over yet?" ”

The old man said, "Isn't it obvious, the third child saw a bloody face in the toilet, and there was no mirror in the toilet, it must be a ghost, or something unclean." If this ghost is a Tibetan, then the third child will naturally be frightened, how can he mistake it for himself? Before we went to the Forbidden City, there had never been a supernatural event around us, so how could this not make me associate this matter with the Forbidden City. ”

Zhou Boren nodded: "It makes sense, but how can flies explain it?" ”

The old man shook his head: "I don't understand this, but fortunately this is Tibet, we don't know the way to exorcise ghosts, but the people here understand, there are demon subduing lamas in the Potala Palace, and I will help you do things if you give some money, and there are many mysterious exorcists among the people, after all, Tibet believes in this, so there are many people who do this." ”

The old lad has a point.

I and the pudding appeared a strange phenomenon, if this is not a thorough understanding of the problem, then the next work can not be at ease, Zhou Boren thought for a moment, raised his head, pointed to the front desk of the hotel not far away and said: "I think we might as well ask the bald boss to see if there is a famous exorcist in this area, he runs a hotel, and he is the most well-informed." ”

The old man said in a low voice: "Do you want to hear and ask...... Then I'll go. ”

With that, the old man slowly got up and walked over to the bald boss. After about ten minutes, the old man came back, and he said to us: "I talked to the bald boss, and he told me that Lhasa is seriously commercialized, and there are no traditional exorcists for a long time, and now the exorcists are all packaged by themselves, wearing cloaks, animal bones, holding magic wands, and looking unfathomable, in fact, they take off their cloaks and are all sheep herders, and when they have no business, they herd sheep in the village, and when they have business, they put on makeup and go out to pick up work, and they can recite a spell casually, and they will receive 800 when they are finished, and they can also pay WeChat money. Isn't this pure? ”

Feng Erbiao frowned and said, "No, then what should we do?" ”

The old man said, "The boss said that if any evil thing happens to their locals, they will not look for an exorcist, but a celestial burial master." Because the celestial burial master deals with the dead with real swords and guns, they know more about many things than the trumpets in the temple. ”

Zhou Boren nodded and said: "Reliable, our rural areas are also like this, if you really encounter something, you have to ask the real "people in the industry". Old man, did the bald man tell you how to find a celestial burial master in this area? ”

The old man said in a low voice: "If you want to find a real celestial burial master, you have to go to the celestial burial ground in the suburbs, only there can you meet the real master......"