Because the snow was so thick, the car couldn't drive fast at all. Along the way, I looked anxiously out of the car window and stared at the time on my phone. When I arrived at the community, it was already past three o'clock in the morning. There was still some way to go from the building, so I stopped the car, and after paying the bill in a hurry, I grabbed my bag, jumped out of the car, and ran towards the building.

When I finally came to me, my heart was pounding, and now the snow was about to stop, the temperature had dropped, and the wind was blowing, sometimes blowing snow dust, inhaling it into my nose, and I shivered with cold. Looking at the past, there are no footprints on the snow in front of the building, and there are no car marks...

What the hell is going on? … I didn't dare to shout, my fists clenched tightly, and I walked towards the door step by step. The door of the building was hidden, and when I came to it, I pulled it with my hand, and it opened open, and the corridor was empty.

I was about to open my mouth to shout 'Ah Feng' when a man 'Hula' jumped down from above. I was taken aback, instinctively stepped back, and was about to raise my foot to kick it over, when I saw through the light of the snow coming in through the doorway, but this person was facing the wind.

"Surprise me, you're fine," I said, patting my chest.

"How?" Xiang Feng asked.

"Those two infant spirits have been reincarnated, what are you doing here? Did you catch the mage? ”

"Nope." Xiang Feng shook his head, "The mage didn't come. ”

"Didn't come?" I frowned.

"Hmm," said Xiang Feng, "it doesn't look like it's coming." ”

"Could it be that ... He knew someone was watching over him? ”

"No..."Xiang Feng looked up, staring at the staircase handrail above.

"Huh?" I looked at him suspiciously.

"I suspect," said Xiang Feng, "that mage is dead..."

"Dead?!"

"Hmm..."

Xiang Feng pointed up with his hand, "The 'person' you encountered on the sixth floor that day, attached to the mirror, may be him..."

If it was windy, my back was cold, and my head was a little dazed.

"You... How do you know? I asked.

"Speculative." Xiang Feng said.

"According to you, the mage first set up a game on this floor, and then committed suicide and trapped himself in the game?"

Xiang Feng didn't answer, but beckoned to me, "Follow me." ”

There seems to be a power outage in this building, and the voice-activated lights on each floor are not on. I took a photo on my phone, followed Xiangfeng all the way to the fourth floor, followed the corridor until the end, and stopped.

"What are you doing here?" I asked.

Xiang Feng pointed to a room next to him and said, "Ah Leng, look..."

Directly below this room is the home of the female technician on the third floor.

"What's wrong?" I looked at the wind.

"Look at this lock...," said Xiang Feng.

I pulled my phone over and took a closer look, only to see that the outer lock of this door had been picked, and I couldn't help frowning.

"This..."

Xiang Feng took out the compass and leaned towards the door, and the hands swayed slightly.

"There's something weird about this room..."

Xiang Feng and I sat in the hallway, slept against the wall, and woke up that it was already dawn outside. I pulled out my phone and dialed the landlord's number.

"Little Master, how is it?"

"The ghosts in your building have been removed..."

"Great! Thank you so much! …”

"Thank you, come over and help me open the door to a room on the fourth floor..."

"Fourth floor?"

"Hmm."

"Okay, I'll go over right away..."

After a while, the landlord came, and ran upstairs with a 'kick' on his face, his face frozen like a blue-faced beast.

"Little Master, is this one?"

"Hmm."

The landlord looked at the wind.

"He's me... Bro. ”

"Oh oh..."

"I ask you, has this never been here?"

"Nope."

"What about the others?"

"Then I don't know, anyway, no one in my building has come up, they know it's haunted... Hey? How is this lock like this? ”

The landlord said, took out the key, inserted it into the keyhole, and the 'snap' opened, and then opened the inner lock. As soon as the door was opened, I smelled a faint fishy smell. The landlord slammed the door, looked inside, screamed, and fell backwards. Xiang Feng stretched out his hand and held him up.

When I looked inside the room, I was so scared that I took a breath... I saw that the walls of the living room were covered with dried blood, and in the middle of the living room, there was a person sitting cross-legged...

It was a dead man, about forty or fifty years old, with white eyes staring straight at the door, his body stiff and hard, but not rotting, and I don't know how long he had been dead. In front of the dead man was a basin of the kind that burned paper, and there was a lot of paper ash in the basin...

"Oh my God, that's the law... O mage! The landlord shouted.

The landlord called the police, but the police could not not find out the cause of death, but also the time of death, and finally characterized it as suicide. As for the blood on the wall, it was not the mage's, but some kind of animal's. As for the origin of this mage, we learned from the police that this person is a native of Sichuan, who committed a crime in his hometown many years ago, and the rest is not clear...

On the way back.

"Ah Feng, do you think that the mage killed himself by himself?" I asked.

"It's hard to say, I don't feel like..."

"I don't think so," I muttered, "and the most important thing is that he died in the house, and who locked the door for him from the outside?" ”

Xiang Feng shook his head and did not answer.

After a while, I ran twice to the foot bath city in the city. The female technician helped me find out the technician who had been helping Wan Jinshan do pedicures, but the technician had already left. Extrapolating from the time, the time when the technician left was the time when we confronted Wanjin Mountain in the old village and Wanjin Mountain fled. I suspect that the technician was probably sent away by Wan Jinshan... This old fox, as if it had evaporated from the world, ran away somewhere. Although Wan Jinshan is more cunning than a fox, after all, he has taken a photo with us, and there is a more cunning person behind him than him, we haven't even taken a face-to-face photo, that person, his name is Gao Qien...

For a period of time, Yuxin has been living at Master's house, occasionally returning to the city. Ah Feng and I continue to study Qimen Fangshu with Master every day, and sometimes help people look at Feng Shui. Once, I received a large feng shui order, and the income from that single order was enough to eat and drink for two years, so I didn't have to worry about material things.

This period of time was very peaceful, except for an old man in the town who was drunk, and slept in the cemetery on the way back in the middle of the night, and got a bumper (ghost body), and the family came to us for help, nothing strange happened. Wanjin Mountain has never appeared again, let alone Gao Qien. As for the old man Yang, it may be because Wan Jinshan hurt him, so, after he got better, he was only deeply impressed by the process of interacting with Wan Jinshan. About other people, other things, the memory is very vague, and my head hurts after thinking about it for a long time, so I didn't say anything valuable to us... Moreover, every time I passed, the old man dragged me to bow to me, and I was afraid of passing...

Time is like flowing water, in a blink of an eye, it is spring in March, the bright sun is sprinkled all over the earth, and the people who shine are lazy. Willow trees are drawn, wildflowers are blooming, and frogs swim around in the green pools.

Early this morning, after breakfast, Uncle Yang was about to take the four of us young people (according to his words) out for a trip, when my mobile phone rang.

"Ah Leng Ah Leng! …”

Xiaoqing's loud voice came from the phone.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"My dad celebrates his 60th birthday today, you all come here, book the venue, invite the troupe, not only delicious food, but also drama to watch!"

"Why didn't you say it earlier, we should be prepared!" I frowned.

"I'll surprise you, hehe, Master, Star Girl, they're all coming..."

I said in my heart, your father has a birthday, what do I have to be surprised? The logic of this little Qingzi is not comparable to ordinary people...

"To go or not?" I looked at the crowd.

Uncle Yang smiled 'hehe', "My cousin's birthday, of course I have to go, besides, there is something delicious, how can I be without my uncle?" ”

"What about you?"

"Go ahead." Morning Star smiled, "Yuxin, and all of us, go, I'll go to the house and call Master..."

"Hey, I'll go too." Uncle Yang said.

Uncle Yang returned to the house, pressed the master to the bottom of the box, and turned out the suit and tie that he rarely wore and put it on himself.

"Uncle, am I handsome?" Uncle Yang stroked his hair dipped in water and said with a smile.

"Handsome..."Yu Xin pouted, "Master's clothes, you always wear them like robes." ”

Yuxin is now called Master with us, instead of 'Master Zhang' as before. Six people and two cars left Master's house and drove towards Xiaoqing's county seat.

This old man Yang has been paralyzed for several years, and he wants to take advantage of his 60th birthday to be happy, and the pomp is quite big, and he has chartered an old signboard restaurant located on the back street of the county. There is a large empty space in front of the restaurant, a stage is set up, and the troupe is invited, and there are crowds of people, and the sound of gongs and drums can be heard from afar, which is quite lively.

Although the pomp is big, there are not many people in this Xiaoqing family who can feast. As mentioned earlier, there were conflicts in their Yang family back then, except for the Xiaoqing family, all the other clansmen moved away... A little later last year, Yu Xin and I went to a small nameless mountain village deep in the Taihang Mountains, and in that village, we met the Yang family...

Since there was no one to invite, this old man Yang called all the neighbors, in addition, it was the people from Xiaoqing's mother-in-law's family, and there were us, so there were a lot of people. The neighbors are on the first floor, accompanied by Xiaoqing's younger brother and her mother. We were all on the second floor, and Yuxin assisted Xiaoqing in greeting her in-laws. As for our 'life-saving benefactors', we are personally accompanied by Mr. Yang. After all these days, the old man was a little fatter than before, and with happiness, he looked red.

There was a red carpet on the floor, and the huge word "Shou" on the wall in the middle of the hall shone brightly. There was still some time before the meal, and we were just drinking tea and chatting. Morning Star sat quietly next to me, and from time to time he put small handfuls of peeled melon seeds into my hands.

"You eat too." I smiled.

"Hmm—" Morningstar pursed his lips and smiled and nodded at me.

Uncle Yang didn't care what others were talking about, he 'clicked' melon seeds, like a mouse, and twisted his tie to the side with his hand from time to time.

After sitting for a while, I was really bored, so I whispered to Morning Star, "Let's go out and watch the play, how about it?" ”

"Okay," Morningstar smiled.

Coming down from the upper floor, I pulled the morning star and stood on the periphery of the crowd, looking at the stage from afar. The sky was still bright just now, but somehow it was overcast, and the stratus clouds in the distance were stacked, and it looked like it was going to rain. I just watched it for a while, and a cool breeze blew, and the dust got into my eyes. rubbed it vigorously, opened it, and saw a blurry rape on the face of the actor on the stage in the distance.

So I turned my head to the side, and just then, a taxi came up and stopped on the road not far from me. Two people got out of the car, and when I saw these two people clearly, I was stunned...