This is the first time in my life that I have seen a physical filthy thing, or rather, the first time I have seen a filthy thing that most resembles an entity. I squinted, but I could only see a standing silhouette, dress, hair accessories, male or female, but I couldn't tell either. At this moment, I could also feel Qin Yiheng's nervousness, because his aura standing beside me also changed. However, we just stood and confronted each other, and no one dared to move. Time seemed to freeze, and I tried to adjust my breathing steadily, but I felt more and more tightness in my chest.

A few seconds passed, maybe a few minutes, in any case, in that case, my concept of time must have been deranged, and just as my nerves were already tense to the limit, the figure suddenly vanished. I heard Qin Yiheng let out a long breath, and my face was already covered in cold sweat. Qin Yiheng quickly regained his composure, and first went to his bag to find a flashlight and lit it. In our line of work, when we enter the house at night, we usually don't use a flashlight, because the light of the flashlight is too obvious, and at night, it will blur other senses, not to mention that what we do is an obscure errand, and most evil things are still afraid of light. This photophobia is not that light has the function of dispersing them, but that they instinctively hide in the dark, a bit like people usually like to sleep with the lights off.

There were a lot of footprints on the floor of the house swept by the flashlight, and it was already very messy, and it was completely impossible to tell whether it was the two of us or anyone else's. Qin Yiheng held the flashlight and touched Zhong Kui step by step.

I'm afraid that those people before will suddenly jump out and sneak attack us at this time, but I don't have anything at hand to defend myself, so I can only take out a big incense candle from Qin Yiheng's bag, anyway, this thing looks like a stick in the dark, it can't scare the opponent, at least it can give me courage.

I followed cautiously behind, and when I saw Qin Yiheng walking in front of Zhong Kui's statue, I was suddenly stunned. Seeing that he was not moving, I instinctively stopped and whispered to him what was wrong. Qin Yiheng didn't say anything, he actually leaned over and squatted down, as if looking at something on the ground.

I was still a few steps away from him, and although the flashlight was full of light, I really couldn't see what it was. I called Qin Yiheng carefully, his body trembled slightly, and suddenly said, Jiang Shuo.

I thought he was calling my name to let me go over, so I leaned over step by step, and when I got closer, I saw that there was a wooden plank-like thing on the ground, which seemed to be some years old, or it was painted very darkly, and the wood was not in good condition anyway, and there were still a few lines of words on the board. When I looked at it, my head suddenly "buzzed", how could my name and birth date be written on it?

Qin Yiheng was obviously also shocked by this board, and only after a while did he turn around and tell me that this is a coffin board, the source must not know the way, you wrote your name with the eight characters of your birthday on the coffin board, and pressed it in such an evil place, what is the specific purpose, he doesn't know, but he can also know the way with his toes, it is definitely not a good thing. I didn't come back to my senses for a while, Qin Yiheng said, although I heard every word clearly, I didn't remember a word. I was afraid that my head was already tiramisu, and I couldn't think of anything, so I could only light a cigarette and take a hard puff, then leaned against the wall for a while, and then felt a little clearer.

I asked him, what the hell is going on?

Qin Yiheng looked at me, and suddenly said, We have to buy this house, because this house has been bought by you a long time ago.

Qin Yiheng's words are really too philosophical, I can't see any reason, but looking at his expression, I can also guess one or two, I'm afraid this time it's a big trouble. I asked him to explain it to me, and he shook the door with a flashlight, as if he was not at ease about the environment here, and then hesitated, pulled me into the courtyard, and told me that in ancient times, when building a house, especially for large families, whether it was feng shui, skillful work, or even magic would be taken into account. A small belongings of the owner of the house are usually buried under the foundation of the house. If it is an official family, most of them will bury a strand of the owner's hair in a brocade bag, and there are quite strict requirements for the number of hairs, and this strand of hair can only be singular. It is said that this is called "gathering houses", and as the name suggests, it is to gather the popularity of the house so that it will not disperse. At that time, science and technology were not developed, and labor was the foundation of a family's prosperity, so "Ju Zhai" was used by many large families. Compared with the official family, those rich families do not have so many sayings, they will generally bury a few jars of gold and silver hastily, which not only has the same meaning of "gathering wealth", but also can be used to prepare for future troubles. It is worth mentioning that if it is a woman who presides over the family road, then when building a house, a purse with a sentence written on it will be buried under the homestead, but the content of it can only be known by her, and outsiders cannot understand it. And usually we watch ancient film and television dramas often say a sentence, that is, dig three feet into the ground and find it out, this sentence is actually from here, and the thing we are looking for is "gathering houses". When a famous family is beheaded or a tragedy occurs, the last thing the torturer does is to find out the "gathering house". They believe that only by finding out the "gathering house", whether it is the descendants of this family who have escaped the net in the present world, or the unjust souls who have turned into ghosts, they will not be able to return to their own homes, and there will be no way to find the enemy.

When Qin Yiheng said this, he asked me for a cigarette, and I also lit one. After listening to his narration, I felt more and more cold.

However, he continued, it is not enough to have a "gathering house", and there are two kinds of houses: yin house and yang house, which does not need to be explained. The Yang House is a human habitation, and the Yin House is a tomb, but this is not inevitable, many lonely souls and wild ghosts who do not live in the Yin House, can not enter the road of reincarnation, wandering in the world, they always have a place to stay, the Yang House is a very good foothold, so, in Chinese culture, from the things of the town house in the hall, to the door gods and stone carvings of the town house in front of the door, there are all. And a famous family in the burial of the "house", will be in front of the door under the two stone lions, the left side of the owner's birth and surname, the right side of the press down the list of materials, this simple explanation is called the Xuan Mansion has a master, in this way, no matter the big devil or the devil, all respect away. It is worth mentioning here that not all lions in front of the door will have the function of a townhouse, if not placed properly, it will break the feng shui and bring disaster to the owner. First of all, the mouths of the two lions are open and closed, which represents the meaning of vomiting. The lion's mouth in front of the bank is closed one by one, Zhang is to attract wealth, and closed is to keep money, and only eat and not vomit for money. After the last, the stone lion in front of the ancient temple is the left male and the right mother, and you can probably have an understanding of the mouth shape, one is reading "A", and the other is reading "Mi". And these kinds, no matter which one is placed in the wrong order, will be the opposite.

After listening to Qin Yiheng's speech, I already understood a little in my heart. In his sense, Zhong Kui is pressed under my birthday, so isn't this house declaring to the passing ghost that I am the head of the household? And according to this calculation, there will be a strand of my hair under this house? Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel uneasy, and looked back at the house—I dare to assure with my head that I had never been here, let alone buried a strand of my own hair.

I asked him what he thought, and his eyes suddenly dimmed, saying that he couldn't be sure now, and he pressed the eight characters of his birthday under Zhong Kui, and he was also the first time to see it, and I am afraid that there will be any tricks that we don't know. Now, the least we have to do is to make sure that there is a "gathering house" buried under this house anyway. No matter who this "house" is, we have to dig it up. He worries that if his guess is correct now, then this house is now using my yang shou to pay for the things that live in it. Moreover, even if his analysis is wrong, if he holds such a house, he will reduce his luck.

In an instant, a chill spread all over my body, this house must really be beyond my imagination, but this may just be our cup bow snake shadow, not as evil as we imagined.

But I saw that Qin Yiheng's expression had been gloomy, and my heart couldn't help but be tense. After talking about the topic, I realized that the cigarette in my hand had not been smoked for a few puffs, and it had already reached the end. I lit another one and took a hard sip to calm myself down.

After that, we simply packed up our things, maybe it was a psychological effect, and when I walked into this house again, my heart could no longer be described as just fear, and when I thought about it, there was a kind of awe. I don't know how this feeling came about, but I do know that the matter of this house is probably not so easy to solve. The way back was very smooth, but I basically walked with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and I was mentally beaten for a long time, but my legs were still weak. Fortunately, we left the phone number of the taxi driver who sent us over, called, waited for half an hour, the driver came, and we got in the car to start the return journey. On the way back, I looked out the window, trying to think about something, but it was blank inside.

Back at his residence, Qin Yiheng immediately called Liuzhi, but he didn't expect his phone to be turned off. At first I thought it was him who had gone to bed, after all, it was already the middle of the night when we arrived at the hotel. However, early the next morning, when Qin Yiheng dialed the six-finger phone again, it was still turned off. Until noon, Six Fingers' phone was not connected.

The daytime sunlight filtered through the windows of the hotel, and I lifted the curtains and lay down in bed, forgetting the thrill of last night. But Qin Yiheng frowned, stood by the window and thought for a long time, and suddenly turned back to me and said that he went to find a few construction workers, but he couldn't buy this house, and we had to demolish it in advance, and he walked out quickly.