When I entered the room, as soon as the door was closed, I felt uncomfortable looking at Qu Tian. This room Qu Tian hadn't entered for a long, long time. And even Qu Tian's original bed, we have changed.

I whispered, "I don't want to sleep with Qu Tian." "In my heart, Qu Tian is a corpse. Although he can talk during the day, when he lies still, it is a corpse. If I woke up in the middle of the night and saw Qu Tian lying motionless next to me, I would definitely be scared to death.

Qu Tian or Cen Zuhang hesitated for a moment and walked to the wardrobe over there.

Qu Tian was originally a stinky and beautiful man, and his family was rich. His closet here, it's a big closet with seven doors. Usually, Cen Zuhang and I use only three or four doors. The rest of them haven't even been opened a few times.

Qu Tian went in, and Cen Zuhang came out and closed the closet door. I thought to myself, this is all a horror movie. When I opened the closet, I saw a corpse. I don't think I'll ever open that closet door in my life. Who can guarantee that there will be no corpses in there?

I turned off the lights, lay on the bed, and looked at the closet door in the dark, and I was still a little nervous and couldn't sleep. A slightly cool hand put his hand on my waist and led me into the slightly cool arms behind me.

"Hmm~" I struggled slightly, I didn't want to have any intimacy with him in such an environment. Qu Tian's body is still in the closet over there. And the Qu Tian I saw during the day was a person who could move and talk. Isn't it often found in horror movies? A couple is in love in bed, and a ghost or corpse in the closet is peeking. It's too much pressure.

Sensing my refusal, he stopped moving and whispered behind my ear, "The doll that was hung up may be Cen Mei." When I started to be refined, she hadn't been drained yet, and she definitely knew more things than I did. And I also want to ask her about Cen Zuze. A big living person, just disappeared in the family tree, could it be that I have been dead for too long and my memory has been confused? ”

"Will she be conscious?"

"Not sure, wait until we find her. According to what we saw last time, she should still be conscious, so she is tied up and trapped. ”

I suddenly rolled over and looked directly at him in the dark. This is the first time he has taken the initiative to say these things to me, is he worried that I will misunderstand? There is one more question. "The last time you saw that rag doll there, you knew it was Cen Mei, right?"

He was slightly stunned for a moment before he said, "I don't know." At that time, it was trapped by the Seven Star Array, and I couldn't feel her breath. I just thought of it when I was reading Weibo and talking about the appearance of the female ghost. ”

"That'...... What if you find her and she hasn't been refined? "Isn't it going to be with her? I didn't say the last sentence.

Cen Zuhang was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Sleep." ”

This night, I was almost open until dawn. After dawn, I fell asleep. When I woke up, I was the only one at home, Qu Tian was not there, and Liang Yi was not there. I don't know if they went out together or separately. I still didn't dare to open the door of the closet, and I began to make up for it, there was still Qu Tian's corpse in the closet, and his corpse was watching me.

I brushed my teeth, washed my face, changed my clothes and went out of the house almost as fast as I could in my life. The school curriculum is basically finished, everything is finished, and I go to the school library when I am bored. You must know that such resources cannot be enjoyed after graduation.

Walking from our old neighborhood to the school is through a small alley of more than 20 meters. The alley was lined with self-built houses on both sides. Some are relatively old self-built houses that have been renovated.

Out of the community, I saw from a distance that an incense burner case had been placed in front of the family's door, and this kind of incense burner case is generally used for white things. And the coffin was placed in the hall of the house. When I got closer, I squinted and saw that it was really the family doing nothing. Judging from the photo in front of the coffin, it was a very young man, who didn't even prepare a posthumous photo, and used an ordinary life photo.

There were many relatives next to the house who were whispering, saying that the man had been in poor health since he came back from the army, and he died in only half a year. Whatever you say, this family has bad luck.

As I walked towards the school, I wondered if the direction of the house here had been measured when we showed the woman who was paying off the debt. For houses in the same row, there is basically not much difference in mountain direction. Then there shouldn't be any big problems with this one, at least it won't be a big empty death. Why are they dead?

I spent the day in the library and didn't leave school until I called Zu Hang in the afternoon to make sure he would be home. Now that I'm left at home alone, I get chills when I look at that closet.

I saw Qu Tian at the back door of the school. He sat on a stone bench by the grove over there, folding the yellow rune paper in his hand. After being together for so long, I know that as long as he has something on his mind, he will do this.

Walking up to him, he had already collected the yellow rune paper, and he didn't say much, and accompanied me silently to the small restaurant at the back door. We went back after dinner in a small restaurant.

Walking through that alley, I still thought about the coffin I saw during the day today, and couldn't help but get close to Qu Tian, and secretly reached out and pulled the corner of his clothes.

Qu Tian sensed my move, took my hand, and said, "It should have been a funeral." Only twenty-six years old, not married, this situation will not stop for long. ”

Indeed, when I approached that house, I saw a lot of unburned paper money in front of my house. This is the paper money that is scattered before the car starts when the car from the crematorium comes to pull it.

The door of that house is still open, and there are many people sitting inside, probably relatives. Since it was cremated directly without stopping, it should be over during the day today, and these relatives who didn't have time to rush back stayed at home for one night.

One of them stopped us. It was a woman, very young, and I remembered after thinking about it seriously that it was this woman who paid off her debts last time. The woman said, "It's you, I'll say you live around here." I waited in front of this door and finally arrived. ”

"What's wrong with you?" I asked.

The eldest sister took us to the house, and of course we didn't enter the door, but in front of their house, the head of the house came out. It was a haggard old man, and he asked, "You can look at the house feng shui." I heard you showed it to their house. ”

I looked at Qu Tian and nodded after getting his hint.

"Then please show my house the house. My son died a strange death. He was a soldier, and he died of illness after only half a year of recovery. ”

"What is it?" Qu Tian asked.

"I had a tumor in my brain, I slept at night, pressed my brain, and I had a hemorrhage in my brain, and I just died, and my family found out in the morning."

Qu Tian smiled slightly, pulled me over, and said, "In seven days, let's come back again." ”

Seven days is our custom here, saying that during the seven days, the person who has just died will stay at home with a breath, and after seven days, the breath will dissipate, and outsiders can enter the house.

Walking towards the house we rented, I asked, "What could be the problem?" ”

"There was a problem with the ceiling. The man was having a problem with the ceiling in the bedroom. The ceiling represents a person's head, intracerebral hemorrhage, or only half a year to make a person die, then the house is considered a murderous house. ”

"Murderous house, let's go into details."

Qu Tian looked at me, I smiled at him, I know that he usually doesn't talk much, but when it comes to feng shui, he can still talk a lot. As he led me home, he said, "The beams on the ceiling are the feng shui pillars of a house. Whether it's good or not, the girder plays a big role. Therefore, since ancient times, there will be Mr. Feng Shui watching. But the current houses, especially this kind of old houses, some were built when the four old ones were broken, and in the era when Mr. Feng Shui was basically suppressed, no one would help look after the beams when the house was built, which would lead to chaos on the beams. If the beam is above the bed, there will be people who are weak, easily sick, and irritable. Even if you don't press on the bed, it's not good to appear in the house. The most ferocious is the cross beam. If the beams of the cross appear in the bedroom, it is basically the pattern of a dead person. ”