I didn't make any money in this house, but it was just equivalent to a few meals. Although he can be hungry for a while, the road to wealth still depends on his own hands, no, it is Qin Yiheng's hands who have done it in a down-to-earth manner. But it's also a coincidence, it is estimated that my fortune has turned around, and a week has not passed, Yuan Zhen contacted us, saying that there is a family to sell an old house, it is said that several generations of a family have lived in this house to live together, unfortunately the location is not good, relatively partial, equivalent to the current combination of urban and rural places. I thought to myself that if this was under the foundation of the Imperial City, I would take down this mansion and make it, but something is better than nothing, and I have to go and see what happened.

This time the journey is really far away, that place is not navigable, you can only take the train, and then all kinds of buses and minibuses turn around to arrive. I regretted it a little when I got to the place, I didn't expect it to be so remote, I checked the location of this house from the electronic map and it was on the edge of the city. I didn't go far after getting out of the car and saw this house, it was indeed antique, it looked quite magnificent, and it should have been a certain year. While calculating how much this house will cost, I asked Qin Yiheng, is this house too old?

Qin Yiheng didn't answer, tilted his head and looked at it twice, saying that the layout of their house must be prosperous, even if it is not very rich and expensive, at least it is safe and happy, what are you selling it for.

When I entered the courtyard gate, I found that Qin Yiheng was really right, the whole family was really peaceful and happy, and I was very envious when I saw it. The self-introduction that received us was that he was the eldest son of this family, and I think he is estimated to be 60 years old. The old man was in good spirits and took us around the house for half a day. I wondered if I let Qin Yiheng watch it, but it would take some time, and I had to use some way to drag the old man first. But then I thought about it, there was a big family over there, and everything was under the noses of others, so I whispered to Qin Yiheng, what should I do?

Qin Yiheng said, what else is there to see, such a big family, living so festively, what do you think can be here? Say that there are gods to protect Thaksin, and say that there are ghosts? That's hilarious.

I agree with what he said. But Yuan Zhen clearly told me that they were haunted here, how did it become a blessed land when they arrived at the place?

I asked the old man, is there something going on in your house?

Who knew that the old man actually said with a smile, indeed, after speaking, he pointed to a side room and said, that room is haunted, and it has been making trouble since he can remember, and it is still making trouble.

I looked in the direction that the old man pointed out, and there was indeed a side room with closed doors and windows, but it didn't look any different from the rough look, if the old man hadn't pointed out to us, it would have been a side room that would have been completely ignored. Qin Yiheng was also quite surprised when he saw this house, looking at his expression as if he didn't see anything.

So I asked the old man, what is the way this house is haunted?

The old man smiled and said to take us to have a look. Pushing open the door of the room, the sunlight shone in, and I could see that the dust was rising a lot all over the room. This side room is very small, there is a wooden bed on the left hand side of the door, and there are a lot of things piled up on the right, it is estimated that this room has been converted into a warehouse by their house a long time ago. The old man led us in, pointed to the wooden bed, and said that it was left by their ancestors for generations. At that time, the ancestor was an official in the imperial court, and when he returned to his hometown, the emperor approved this piece of land for their family, and until the founding of New China, half of the county's land was basically theirs. Later, the land reform, coupled with the fight against the landlords, the family road was defeated. Fortunately, there was a clansman who was more successful in business and bought the old house back, and in this way, their family lived back again.

The old man said that when he was just remembering, he always heard from his family that there was an old ancestor living in that side room. At that time, he thought that the old ancestor was a person who was older than his grandfather, so he was very curious and wanted to meet this elder who never showed up.

But his family locked the house, so he had to tiptoe to the window and look inside. Helplessly, he was too young and his height was insufficient, so he could only move a bench and look inside, but he saw a man in a clean suit practicing calligraphy on the desk, and when he turned around and saw him peeking out of the window, he smiled at him.

After that, the old man would often peek in, and most of the time he would see that person practicing calligraphy, but sometimes that person was not in the house. Later, the old man told his parents about this, and they were very surprised, but they stopped talking or kept silent, but only strictly controlled him, and never let him go near the side room again. When the old man grew up and had the opportunity to go to the side room to peek, he never saw the man again. Later, after the land reform, this big mansion was basically distributed to the local poor. The first family to live in this side room was a family of three. Men work every day, leaving a woman at home with children. However, within a few days of moving in, the child had a little problem, and he would speak some ancient Chinese poems for no reason. The family was very scared, so they went to see the local gods. Shenhan saw it and said that the child was put on the body, and he used a lot of methods, but it didn't work, and later he could only suggest that the family move out. However, after the family moved out, although the child returned to normal, but after going to school, he became extremely dull, fortunately, reading was not very important in those days, and the family did not encounter anything strange, but the rumor of haunting here spread, and no one dared to come to live again.

Later, a thug in the town who grew up eating 100 family meals didn't believe in evil, and he was homeless anyway, so he moved in. Then something strange happened to him. Every day when he woke up, he would find someone writing on the ground with a tree branch, and he couldn't read what was written, but he didn't pose a threat to people, and he wasn't afraid. Over time, this little gangster turned out to be self-taught, and he could also splash ink with a pen and write a few good words, and later became a very famous calligrapher after the founding of New China.

This old man mentioned the name of the gangster, I have really heard of it, although the fame has not reached the level of a national treasure, but there are still some words that sell for one or two hundred thousand yuan, but I never thought that there would be such a bizarre story in it.

Later, the old man continued, when they bought the house, the first thing he did was to sleep in the side room, and that night he dreamed of a man dressed in clean clothes crying against the wall, and he cried very violently. The old man thought to himself that there must be some reason for this, and the next day he burned some paper money, carts and horses to worship. It's still the same if you go to bed the next day. After staying for a few days, the old man began to cough and felt very unwell, so he had to move out.

However, the old man thinks that although there are things in it, it is harmless to people, on the contrary, he should bless his children, because the family is becoming more and more prosperous, he believes that his ancestors are sheltering, so this house is just not inhabited, and he often moves back and forth to move some things.

The old man spoke a lot, and I listened to it with relish. Looking at Qin Yiheng, he also nodded frequently, and he didn't know which of the old man's words Lu Dao recognized.

I asked the old man, why did you want to sell this house when you lived so well?

The old man was still very happy, and said, in fact, it is very simple, the clansmen want to immigrate abroad with their families, and it is useless to keep this house, besides, immigrants also need a lot of money.

Looking at the old man's appearance, it's quite realistic. It's rare to see a homeowner take the initiative to explain the causes and consequences of the disturbance in the house so clearly.

Now there is really something in this house, I have to discuss it with Qin Yiheng to see if it can be solved, and such a large house, although it is in the suburbs, but I am afraid that it is also expensive, I also have to plan to see if I can swallow this house, so I told the old man that I want to think about it with my friends. The old man promised very happily, and he wanted to keep us alive and dead. I saw that this place was not in front of the village or behind the shop, and we were not familiar with the place, so I responded to the river.

The old man settled us both in, and prepared a table of dishes for us to eat, which made us very embarrassed.

After eating, I returned to the guest room arranged by the family, and I asked Qin Yiheng how the house was.

Qin Yiheng said, basically there is no problem, judging from the feng shui layout, this house was also built on the site of someone who knows how to do it, but the things in the side room are also very old according to what the old man said. If it's still there, there's some mystery in it, at least we'll have to figure out what that thing looks like.

When he said this, I basically understood what he was going to do. Needless to say, he wanted to dive over at night and watch it again. After all, the yang energy is too strong during the day, and many obscure things can't be seen too really. I really don't want to go, but thinking of what the old man said during the day, that thing shouldn't hurt anyone, and with Qin Yiheng by his side, it should be no problem for me to go and give him a hand.

So, the two of us immediately decided to go over at night to have a look, I thought that Qin Yiheng would at least make a simple preparation, but who knew that when the time came, he directly pulled me and ran to the side room. When he arrived, he covered the window with his hands and poked his head closer to look around.

I really didn't expect him to think like this, anyway, it was enough for him to see, so I just stood next to me and smoked.

Qin Yiheng looked at it for a while before turning around and calling me, saying that he didn't see anything either, but he felt that there was really something in this house, but it didn't seem to be an evil thing. After saying that, he turned around and walked to the guest room, and I could only follow behind, and I didn't know what his plans were

Entering the house, Qin Yiheng took out a pack of biscuits from his bag, borrowed a plate from this kitchen, and took me back to fold it. When I got to the side room, he pushed open the door, went in, respectfully laid the biscuits on the plate, carefully placed the plate on the wooden bed, and then led me out.

When I went out, Qin Yiheng told me that whether the things in this house are evil or not, I will be able to see tomorrow morning.

After tossing like this for a long time, I have to continue to wait for the co-author! I was helpless and wanted to ask carefully, but he pretended to be mysterious with me and told me that he would naturally know the Tao when the time came.

Nothing was said all night. Early the next morning, Qin Yiheng pulled me up and hurried to the side room. Opening the door, he looked around the room and beckoned me in. I didn't know what was going on, so I could only follow stupidly. As soon as he stood still, Qin Yiheng pointed to me and asked me to eat the plate of biscuits on the bed.

I was stunned for a moment, what kind of unreasonable request is this? But looking at my friend's eyes doesn't look like a joke. I thought there must be a fierce battle in a moment, and I should replenish my strength first—this reason is far-fetched, but it can only be so comforting to myself.

I couldn't help it, so I ate the plate of cookies one bite at a time. The biscuits were left out overnight, and they were already a little damp, and they were soft to eat when they were supposed to be crispy. As I ate, I thought, this biscuit has been left in this house for a night, and there may be how many rats and cockroaches will visit it in one night, and it won't hurt my stomach, right? Sure enough, I felt a stomachache not long after eating the biscuits, and I ran several times to the toilet before it stopped.