"Actually, I thought there was something wrong with me before I walked in the door."

Except for Lin Hao, Fang Yan is the only person here who knows a little about feng shui.

"Even if the local people don't understand it, the old people in the ancestors have passed it on by word of mouth or one family has been guided by a master, and the rest of the families have basically learned some common sense."

He looked out of the main gate of the courtyard and lowered his voice:

"There should be no big trees at the front gate of the house, which not only blocks the entry of yang energy, but also makes the yin energy in the house too heavy to diffuse to the outside, and the fallen leaves on the ground are not cleaned for a long time, which also makes the courtyard unable to keep clean, and there is a risk of lightning and fire."

Lin Hao nodded heavily, but he looked in the other direction outside the door.

There was a stump of a tree that had been cut down for many years.

"There is a big tree in the northwest of the house, and there is a big tree that can shelter the occupant and bring good fortune, and if you don't know this, you may be harmed by the children and grandchildren."

Lin Hao was extremely puzzled by the severed tree, and looked at Ah Li who was fetching water at the wellhead with a little distress, "I don't know what the owner of this family thinks?" Do you want your children to grow up? ”

At this point, Gawa, who had been facing away from the five people, suddenly turned around.

The lights in the yard were weak, and the little guy was unkempt and looked like he hadn't washed his face for many days, let alone bathed.

Under the bangs that covered most of his face, there was a mature gaze that did not match his age at all, and he stared at Lin Hao like this, and the bucket in his hand was very difficult to lift, trembling.

Fang Yan glanced at Lin Hao: "Fatty, don't say a few words, it's not that Ali can't understand Chinese." ”

"Only for one night, it should be safe." Qin Shuang's bracelet also lit up with a light blue font.

"Aha, this little guy's ears are really good, this ...... Well, let's talk about what to eat for the night. Lin Fatzi laughed dryly twice, and threw the bulging mountaineering bag on the table, "Let me tell you, with my fat man here, hehehehe, you can eat well anywhere." ”

One can, two cans, three cans...... Lin Fatzi took out five bottles of imported canned meat in one go, and dared to treat this product as a tourist, and everything could be treated badly, but this stomach had to be served.

Fang Yan was not interested in canned meat: "Avoid eating before going to the tomb, no smoking and alcohol, and it is best to eat something light." ”

"Here, Brother Suo, we don't have to go to the grave, just eat as much as you want." The fat man pushed the two cans in front of a rope, with a posture that you won't give me face if you don't taste it.

The dinner served by the Nagus father and son was quite sumptuous, although there was no big fish or meat, but several peasant dishes were very delicious, especially the local barley rice, which was cooked with a unique aroma.

After eating, Wusa led the five people to the guest room on the second floor, Fang Yan, Lin Hao and Qin Shuang lived in the big room in the West House, and Yisuo and Erzhu lived in the small room in the East House.

Through the window on the second floor, you can see the north side of the house, a backyard overgrown with wild grass.

There are no lights in the backyard, and large and small dirt pits can be faintly seen in the dimness, scattered in various corners in a disorderly manner.

"You are only allowed to stay overnight for one night, please leave tomorrow morning after dinner. It's getting late, so let's go to sleep. There is one thing I must warn in advance: everyone understands what you do, I will know what you are doing, and I advise you not to go to my backyard at night. This neighborhood - often people die! ”

After Usa settled everyone, he didn't go back downstairs, Fang Yan was about to call him to ask some questions, but he threw him coldly: "Don't ask too many questions, I won't answer." Sleep well, as long as you don't run around, I'm safe in this house. ”

"What weirdo is this?" Erzhu pursed his lips and said dissatisfiedly, "This guy seems to be very disgusted with tomb robbers, so why does he take us in for a night?" ”

"Money can make a grinder." A strange smile rose at the corner of Yisuo's mouth, and he pulled Erzhu to the east guest room.

……

There were three small beds side by side in the west room, Fang Yan slept in the middle, and Lin Fatzi and Qin Shuang were on their own.

Late at night, the fat man couldn't sleep after tossing and turning on the bed, and finally couldn't help but wake up Fang Yan: "Fang Yan, Fang Yan...... Your Majesty? …… I'll go, dead pig, you wake me up! ”

"What's wrong again?" Fang Yan replied in a daze.

"Why don't you let people in that backyard? The curious baby in my belly is dying. The fat man grabbed Fang Yan's arm and shook it vigorously, "Or ...... Will you come with me to have a look? If this matter is not clarified, General Ben will not want to fall asleep tonight. ”

"You have to go yourself, I'll make up for sleep, and I'll go to the grave tomorrow." Fang Yan shook off the fat man's hand, turned sideways, and didn't bother anymore.

"Hey."

Lin Hao turned his head away in disappointment, lay flat on the bed for half a minute, and the more he lay down, the more unhappy he felt, so he simply gritted his teeth, got up and put on his shoes, took out a Shenhuo flashlight imported from the United States from his bag, and tiptoed out of the room.

About half an hour later, Fang Yan woke up from his dream.

An ethereal female voice lingered softly in her ears: "Wake up, Fang Yan? Wake up? ”

A woman's voice? How can there be a woman's voice in this room? The timbre is still a little cold, a little intellectual.

Fang Yan was frightened into a cold sweat, sat up suddenly, and saw a white lotus arm on his shoulder, and he looked at it along this arm, it was the familiar sleeveless vest.

It turned out that Qin Shuang had been whispering in his ear just now, but after he woke up, the girl stopped talking, and switched back to the usual means, and a circle of words lit up on the bracelet: "Your fat friend has been out for half an hour, and he hasn't come back yet." Are you going to check it out? ”

"This fat man, he has a lot of things, and he will make trouble for me wherever he goes."

Fang Yan remembered that when he took the fat man to fight upside down in the past, he could have escaped unscathed several times, making a steady profit. It's just that this dead fat man is greedy, and he makes a lot of things every time.

Scolding and scolding, just such a fat brother, how can he let him have an accident? Fang Yan hurriedly put on his shoes, and went straight downstairs before he had time to put on his coat.

He went straight to the backyard without thinking about it, and in the darkness he became more sensitive to things, and suddenly found that this house looked like a feng shui pattern of "Mars tailing" from the inside.

The so-called Mars tailing, which refers to the width of the front and the tip of the back, is a fierce pattern.

The closer he got to the small door leading to the backyard, the narrower the room became, and Fang Yan suddenly felt bad, and hurriedly quickened his pace.

Approaching the small door, he was about to touch the doorknob when suddenly there was a squeak, and the door was quietly pushed open from the other end.

A biting yin wind took advantage of the void, Fang Yan subconsciously took half a step back, only to see a sluggish figure moving slowly, every time it took a step, he had to take a step back.

This figure has a fat head and big ears, who else can it be? It's Lin Fatty!

He seemed to have lost his soul, unconscious, his eyes closed, his head hung down, and his hands were stupidly raised above his head, like a devout moon worshipper, holding his hands high and slowly moving forward, waiting for the right person to bow three times and bow nine times.

"Fatty?" Fang Yan shouted tentatively, but Lin Hao didn't care, still moving forward in a daze, his body was very stiff.

It's bad, Uncle Lin is such a son, if he loses his soul tonight, how can I explain to him?

"There are not many strangers traveling with me this time, not a single spiritualist." Fang Yan realized that this was the most serious problem.

Just as he was frowning, Lin Fatzi suddenly raised his head slowly, opened his left eye, and blinked desperately at Fang Yan a few times.

"...... this?"

Fang Yan didn't understand at first glance, but fortunately, there was still a tacit understanding between good friends for many years, and this dead fat man could guess a few points of bad water in his stomach just by looking at his eyes.

Don't think about it now, Lin Hao is obviously pretending, as for what to pretend?

Eighty percent are pretending to be sleepwalking.

And Fang Yan realized on the spot that there was probably something behind him!