Being scratched all the time for no reason is more funny than scary. zi

I don't know if I have special abilities, I'm not afraid of being scratched. And not only am I not afraid, I also feel very comfortable, if there is a bed with automatic foot scratching, I will definitely buy one and take it to the house. So after listening to what Sun Xiufen encountered, I didn't pay much attention to it, I just wanted to experience it for myself.

Of course, I won't tell Sun Xiufen about my little alternative hobby, and I didn't tell my aunt, I just promised them that they could go to their house to have a look, if it was a ghost, it was estimated that it would be easy to solve it, and it wouldn't delay much work.

As soon as Sun Xiufen heard that I agreed, she immediately thanked me, and then asked me about the charge.

I hurriedly waved my hand and said, "Relatives and friends don't need to talk about money, shall we go over today?" Or do you want to rest at my house today and leave tomorrow? ”

"If it's convenient. It's better to check it out today, I'm always feeling a little panicked. Sun Xiufen replied.

My aunt didn't raise any objections, so after lunch that day, the three of us took a bus and set off to Linxian, and then went directly to Sun Xiufen's house.

Sun Xiufen's old man has retired, but his retirement life is still very rich, he not only participates in the Yangge team, but also participates in a photography club, in short, he is very busy, and he will not be at home during the day.

Sun Xiufen has no children herself, and the house was given to her after her ex-husband died, but the house has been empty since she married the current old man. I went into the house to take a brief look, maybe it was the relationship between the married people, and there was nothing in the house that had anything to do with her ex-husband, not even a photo or anything.

I think maybe it's because she put all her husband's stuff away. So her husband was a little dissatisfied with this, so he chased her every night and scratched her feet.

Because it was daytime, there was plenty of light in the room. I can't find any yin qi, let alone ghosts, so I can only make some very superficial and general judgments, but this kind of judgment is generally not particularly accurate. Despite this, I still asked Sun Xiufen if she put away some very special things after her second marriage.

Sun Xiufen thought about it and said that she used to have her husband's portrait in her home, but after the second marriage, the portrait was also hung at home until she moved home after the strange thing of scratching her feet. Only then did he put the portrait up.

I asked Sun Xiufen to find out her husband's portrait and let me take a look.

So Sun Xiufen took out a cardboard box from her family's big closet, and in the cardboard box was a cloth bag, and her husband's portrait was placed in the cloth bag, and a lot of cotton was padded around it, as if to prevent the photo frame and glass surface from shattering due to shock.

And at the moment when Sun Xiufen took the portrait out of the cloth bag, she suddenly exclaimed, and then sat on the ground with her legs soft and fluttering, and the photo frame in her hand was also thrown aside by her, and the glass on the surface of the photo frame also cracked with a click.

I hurried over and asked her what was wrong.

She trembled and pointed to the statue and said, "My husband...... He...... His mouth ......"

I reached out and picked up the portrait and looked at it, looking at the man with a straight face. The corners of the mouth are tilted downward. This is indeed very strange, even if the general portrait is not smiling, it should not have any expression, and in any case, it should not be such an unhappy look. A total of giant strokes.

I reached out and pressed lightly on the glass surface of the frame, and suddenly a yin qi seeped out from the cracks that had been shattered.

I recited a mantra and took another piece of talisman paper and pasted it on top of the portrait, and the pouting mouth on the photo immediately began to revert to a smiling expression.

It's all in your hands!

There is no doubt that this is what Sun Xiufen's dead husband is doing.

I handed the portrait to Sun Xiufen, and then said to her: "The one who scratched the heart of your foot is your husband, the husband who died." ”

"Huh? For...... Why? Is he blaming me for marrying again? Sun Xiufen asked me in a panic.

"I don't know, but when the sun goes down, I can try to bring out your husband's spirit, and then ask him why he is harassing you, I think he hasn't died, and it may have something to do with some of your actions, did you cry a lot when she died, or said something like 'don't go', 'come back' or something?"

Sun Xiufen was stunned by my question, and then she quickly nodded and said: "Yes, yes, I was only 40 years old when my husband died, and I couldn't imagine how I would live without him, so I kept calling him back." Could it really be that calling him back? ”

"People can't shout back, but the soul can't be said, judging from the current situation, his soul has always followed you." I replied truthfully.

Sun Xiufen frowned, her expression was a little complicated, it is estimated that her current mood is also very contradictory, on the one hand, she feels sorry for her deceased husband, because she married someone else, on the other hand, she feels that she has not done anything wrong, after all, people cannot be resurrected after death, and her life has to go on.

In short, she is in a state of confusion now, so she doesn't know what to say for a while.

I didn't bother her, so I asked my aunt to talk to Sun Xiufen to distract her a little, just wait for the sun to set at night, and wait for her husband to show up, and then I will talk to him in person to see what he came back to scratch Sun Xiufen's feet, and why he put on such an unhappy expression.

After half past six, the sky began to darken, the room did not have as much light as before, and a faint yin qi began to emerge from the corners of the room.

I didn't do anything in a hurry, because I didn't know how to summon ghosts, and my so-called "please" was actually "waiting", because after looking at the photo, I knew that Sun Xiufen's ex-husband would definitely appear, especially when so many people suddenly appeared in the house.

In order not to scare Sun Xiufen's husband away, I specially told a few of my attendants during the day to let them all be honest and put away their breath, and they all did so, so when it was almost seven o'clock, there was finally one more figure in the room.

"He's showing up soon, and he's supposed to be coming soon."

I reminded Sun Xiufen and asked her to be mentally prepared. But before her deceased ex-husband appeared, her current husband opened the door and came back, this art-loving old man dressed up very stylishly, he carried a professional-looking camera bag, wore an artist-like hat, sideburns are silvery-white, but the hair on the head is pure black when the hat is taken off, and it looks very individual.

When he saw my aunt, he nodded politely and warmly, and it seemed that they knew each other.

Then he nodded to me very enthusiastically and said, "Hello, you must be a very capable little nephew that the fifth sister always talks about, right?" As he spoke, the fashionable old man walked over and stretched out his right hand.

I hurriedly shook his hand and said politely: "It's not a big ability, it's just a small company, ordinary people." ”

"Modest, too modest, hahaha." The fashionable old man laughed a few times, and then his expression regained solemnity, "You should have come here this time to scratch your feet, right?" ”

"Yes." I nodded.

"Hey!" The old man sighed, then looked at Sun Xiufen, then turned back to look at me and said, "Actually, I think it's just an illusion, do you think there is really a ghost in this matter?" I don't think so. ”

"Well......" I didn't go any further, just smiled at him, because there was no point in discussing with an atheist whether there were ghosts in the world.

At that moment, my peripheral vision swept to the corner of the room, where the figure that had just emerged was now clear, and a man appeared in the room. I recognize his face, just like the man in the portrait, it is Sun Xiufen's deceased husband.

The corners of this man's mouth turned down exaggeratedly, obviously very unhappy with the fashionable old man, or a kind of hatred!

I scratched my head, and after a little consideration, I said to the fashionable old man: "Whether you believe it or not, I will do something to communicate with ghosts next, this thing is to help Aunt Sun, and I will not charge any fees, you just think that I am joking, or to give Aunt Sun some psychological comfort, don't make a noise for the time being, no matter what happens, just sit on the side, okay?" ”

"Okay, you're busy with you, I'll take a look at the photos I took today." The fashionable old man was quite open-minded, he nodded and smiled at me, then went over and patted Sun Xiufen's hand, and then went into the back room.

Just after he entered the house, the ghost of Sun Xiufen's deceased husband also followed him to the door of the room, and then stood at the door all the time, his two fists clenched tightly, perhaps because of the excessive force, his body kept trembling because of this.

I figured it should be okay now, so I walked up to the man's back and patted him on the shoulder.

He was taken aback, and no one had done anything to him since he died, and he turned his head sharply and looked at me with great surprise, and it was a long time before he stammered, "You...... You...... Can you see me? ”

"Yes, I'm here for you!" I nodded at him and said, "Have you been scratching your wife's feet lately?" ”

I thought he would definitely nod, but I didn't expect this man to shake his head at me quickly, and then stretched out his hand to the door and said, "It's her, it's her, she's reminding Xiufen that that man is dangerous!" ”

I followed the man's finger and looked towards the door, and saw a strange woman standing in the door.

I'm not sure if the word "stand" correctly describes the woman's posture, because her body was split in two from her waist, her lower body was standing to the left of the door, her upper body was standing to the right of the door, and her face was covered with knife wounds, and blood was still pouring from the wounds.

It's a dead ghost!

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