Supposedly, we haven't done this thing once or twice at night, but I still retreated in my heart. The incident at the ancestral hall last time made me really a little big, and I haven't come to my senses yet. I hesitated for a moment, but I still felt that this duck in my mouth had to bite it, and finally agreed.

As usual, I followed Qin Yiheng to prepare things for the night. However, there were very few things to buy this time, he just took me to the supermarket to buy a pair of chopsticks and a bowl, and then we found a drink shop to waste time. The day passed quite quickly, and by the time dinner was over, it was almost dark. We waited a little longer, and then he took out a piece of yellow paper from his bag, then asked for a glass of water and mixed the ink, and wrote something on the yellow paper. I wasn't much interested in it, so I didn't look closely, and when he finished writing and the ink was dry, we left for the house.

When we arrived at the place, we remembered that this area is full of restaurants, and this point is still open, and there are still a lot of diners. We sat in the car until almost 11 p.m., and waited for the restaurants next to us to close before opening the door and entering. This house looks full of houses during the day, which makes people very uncomfortable, and in the middle of the night, it feels even more unpleasant. When I entered the house, I couldn't stop chilling, and I didn't know if it was a psychological effect or because it was night, and the temperature dropped.

Qin Yiheng prepared things step by step as if nothing happened, and he didn't tell me to help him, so I had to sit next to him and smoke. He tinkered on the floor for a while, looking as if he had connected the chopsticks one by one with a thread, and then glued both ends of the thread to the wall with transparent glue, and the chopsticks were hung up all face down, looking like clips on a clothesline. I looked at it and thought it was fresh, so I asked him what he was for.

Qin Yiheng smiled at me and said, "You will know the Tao in a while." As he spoke, he took out the yellow piece of paper he had written before from his pocket and told me that I should read the words on the paper aloud for a while, and he said that he could stop before he could stop, otherwise he would have to keep reading.

There is still some light in the store, there are street lights outside the store, but because of the distance, it is still very dim, and his words are not very neat, I held the paper for a long time, and I couldn't see what was written on it. I took out my phone and took a picture of it, and it amused me. I originally thought that most of what he told me to read were charms, secret words and the like, but I didn't expect that the content written was similar to the purchase order in the back kitchen of the hotel, which was half a pig fan, a few catties of apples, a few bowls of duck blood, and so on. I was very surprised, thinking that he must have given me the wrong paper, and didn't he play tricks on me to read this on this occasion?

I checked with him, but Qin Yiheng nodded at me very seriously, and said, That's right, these are the detailed list of tributes, and we are here tonight to seduce the little ghost who was here the night before!

As soon as he said this, I immediately felt that this was not a pleasure at all, and I immediately became nervous. According to him, the two of us are going to have a close encounter with those imps tonight? Thinking about it like this, I didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly smoothed the things on the paper, for fear that I would get stuck or mispronounce it for a while. After about ten minutes, Qin Yiheng looked at the time and said that it was almost time, so he took out the bowl he bought before, tied it upside down with a rope, and then pulled down the rolling shutter door.

The room was pitch black, and my heart began to beat faster. Qin Yiheng comforted me beside him, and lit a candle again, and I calmed down. Seeing that I was not so panicked, he whispered "start", and I quickly read it by the candlelight. To be honest, it was more stressful than when I was graduating from college, and it made me sweat profusely, but fortunately there was no slip of the tongue. But after reading for a long time, my mouth was dry, and I didn't see any special signs in the store. I wanted to take a break, but Qin Yiheng didn't say that he wanted me to stop, so I had to continue reading. After a few more minutes, I suddenly heard him say "um" over there, and then the whole house was overcast. It's hard to describe the eerie feeling, but I know something is coming in. After dealing with these things for so long, even if I have become a little used to the oppressive feeling of being in the same room with them, people are still instinctively a little weak. I wanted to look back to see if there was something behind me, but I was afraid that I would be distracted and mispronounce the word, so I had to adjust my body a little to face Qin Yiheng's side, and I could still have some comfort in my heart.

Qin Yiheng seemed to be quite satisfied with the current situation, paused for a moment, and actually asked out of thin air, which direction is it in the southeast, northwest, southeast, northwest? I knew that this sentence was definitely not for me, but no one in the room answered, and it was like dropping a chopstick on the ground.

Qin Yiheng said "um" again and continued to ask, is it a man or a woman? Soon another chopstick fell.

Now I finally understand why he hangs so many chopsticks, and he uses this to talk to the little ghost. It turned out that my guess was correct, Qin Yiheng then asked several questions, however, these questions sounded a little unpredictable, all of them were questions that had nothing to do with this house, but after each question was asked, a chopstick would fall to the ground. After asking for three or four minutes, he was silent for a long time, and then asked, "Isn't it you?" Still dropping a chopstick.

Qin Yiheng snorted and continued to ask, is it a dog spirit? The chopsticks continue to hit the ground. However, after asking this question, Qin Yiheng was silent, as if he was thinking. I started to get anxious when he was quiet, and I was about to vomit blood when I read it next to me, when will it stop? I couldn't speak, so I could only stomp my foot to remind him. He seemed to think of me, muttered "Damn", and then walked quickly to me and said to me that he forgot to buy a broom, and now the little ghost can't give it away!

If I hadn't been idle, I would have scolded it right away. How could he drop the chain when his fucking life was at stake? But at this point, I had to endure my stomach full of indignation and ask him what to do with my eyes. Qin Yiheng pondered for a while, and told me in my ear that there are two ways now, one is that he will go out of the city now to find a broom and come back; The other is that the two of us just spent it until dawn. I thought about it for a moment, and thought that the first option would be more feasible, and if I had been reading it until dawn, I was afraid that my tongue would have to be broken. I immediately held out a finger and asked him to use the first method than to draw. Seeing this, Qin Yiheng said "um", and told me another "be careful", and then opened the door and went out.

He didn't pull the shutter door down again after he left, so that I could feel more at ease, and at least I would have time to escape if something happened. It's just that I didn't expect that it didn't take long for the wind to start blowing outside, the wind was not very strong, but it happened to blow in from the outside, blowing the candle flame swaying. I was afraid that the candle would be blown out, but there was nothing I could do for a while, so I had to keep praying that Qin Yiheng would come back soon. Helplessly, it is estimated that God can't control my part, and the more I pray, the more unstable the candle flame becomes, and it shook twice, and it was really extinguished. The room was dark in an instant, and the street lights outside could peek in a little, but they could only shine to the position by the door, and I couldn't see anything where I was standing.

Now, my forehead began to sweat, not to mention whether the things in this room are fierce or not, the main thing is that as soon as the light source disappears, I will definitely not be able to read this list. I reluctantly answered a few more words from memory, but I couldn't answer them when I got to the end, so I could only shut up and quickly move to the door. But as soon as I stepped out of one leg, I heard a "click" behind me, and I heard the movement and dropped another chopstick. Now I was completely panicked, Qin Yiheng was not in front of me, no matter how small the situation was, I couldn't cope with it. I quickly listened carefully again, but there was no special movement other than that. I said to myself, could it be that the gust of wind just now blew down? At that time, I didn't see how Qin Yiheng tied the chopsticks, maybe he just tied a live buckle a little, and the tie was not tight, and it fell off with a slight shock, which is understandable. Thinking about it like this, I wasn't so scared, I simply walked to the door and looked out, and happened to see Qin Yiheng walking briskly this way, so I hurriedly greeted him, "Hurry up."

When he saw me at the door, he was also puzzled, and frowned at me. I went up and told him what had just happened, and when he muttered something, he pulled me back into the house, pulled down the roller shutter, and lit the candle again. When I entered the house, I noticed that what he had brought back was not a broom, but a handful of torn mops that he had picked up from nowhere, and it was the kind that was almost rotten in the head. He put the rag upside down in the corner of the wall by the door, looked left and right again, and then turned around and asked me, did you really drop a chopstick just now? Originally, I had heard it sincerely, but when he asked me, I hesitated, for fear that I had heard it wrong.

Qin Yiheng saw that I hesitated, so he didn't continue to ask, but walked to the place where he hung his chopsticks, lowered his head and counted, sighed, and turned back to me and said, there are not many chopsticks on the ground.

Don't have many chopsticks? I had auditory hallucinations just now? I recalled, it was so real that I wanted him to confirm it again. Qin Yiheng suddenly showed me his finger and said, Damn, who put one on the table! I immediately looked in the direction he was pointing, and sure enough, there was a chopstick on the table.

I looked at Qin Yiheng's surprised expression, it was obvious that this chopstick was not placed here by mistake, and this table was specially lifted from the ground by us before for the convenience of placing candles, and there is no possibility that the chopsticks were left here before.

Qin Yiheng thought for a moment and said, if according to what you just said, this chopstick must not have been made by a ghost, and the sound you heard at the time, the chopsticks obviously fell to the ground, and now they appeared on the table inexplicably, presumably the other party did it intentionally to remind us of something. After speaking, he pointed to the chopsticks all over the ground, and told me that this bureau is called "Shoulian", which was originally used to calculate the life span of family members in ancient times, and this chopsticks represents seven years, most of them use the method of conjuring spirits to lure out their deceased elders, and then burn incense to pay tribute. However, the scope of application of this bureau is not so limited. In fact, to put it bluntly, "Shou Lian" is just a medium and way to deal with these ghosts, and there is no hard requirement to ask anything, so he is thinking about using the list of tributes to hook the little ghosts over tonight to see if he can ask some clues about this house, and the result of the inquiry is not too unexpected, the previous boss was not harmed by these little ghosts, nor was the dog spirit to take revenge.

After Qin Yiheng finished speaking, he walked to the table again, stared at the chopsticks and thought for a while, before saying that if he guessed correctly, this chopstick must have been placed here by the late boss, so I am afraid that the cause of the boss's death has another hidden meaning. However, this one needs to be tested after dawn. If it is really the same as I suspected, then this chopstick is constantly chopping with a new knife, and it must be a blood-stained knife that has cut meat or killed chickens.

After listening to Qin Yiheng's analysis, I was even more confused, could it be that there is a homicide case behind this house? However, recalling the face of the proprietress who cried with pear blossoms and rain, it didn't look like it was pretending, so I wanted to ask him what he thought, but he was bent on fiddling with the broken mop next to him. That's when I realized, didn't he say to go find a broom? How do you get such a thing back? After asking, I realized that it was too difficult to find a broom at this time, and he really had no way to steal this mop from a public toilet. Qin Yiheng said that the things in this filthy place can actually ward off evil spirits, which is exactly the opposite of our usual impression. Most of us ordinary people are influenced by those ghost movies, and we will always associate these filthy places, especially toilets, with ghosts, but in fact this is not the case. Ghosts have an instinctive resistance to filth, and many places still have the custom of using stinky fish and rotten shrimp to drive away evil spirits. And hanging a broom on the door, to put it bluntly, is the meaning of sending off guests, but it is not a means of exorcism in magic, so he estimated that he touched it and hung the mop on it, and it was estimated that those little ghosts could also be understood.

Saying that, Qin Yiheng told me to step back, glued the mop to the door with several layers of transparent glue, and then raised the candle and looked around the room, and then put the candle on the side of the door, and told me that if the candle goes out for a while, tell me not to panic, that is to prove that the little ghost has gone out, and don't rush out, pay attention to accidentally blend into the team of the little ghost, and then lead me to something else.

With that, he walked back to the table, put the chopsticks in his bag, and stood beside me, staring at the candle. I saw that his expression seemed rather solemn, and I moved my gaze to the candle as well. Sure enough, after a while, the candle was extinguished.

Qin Yiheng reminded me, "Don't move", and the two of us continued to spend time patiently in the dark. It was almost ten minutes before he said, "It's okay to get out," and I hurried out the door after him. The darkness was so oppressive that I took a few breaths to get more comfortable after I went out.

After working for most of the night, Qin Yiheng didn't mean to go back to rest, but asked me to follow him to wander around the street, saying that he wanted me to disperse yin qi, otherwise if I went back to sleep like this, people would easily get sick. Anyway, I wasn't sleepy, and it was almost dawn, so I just walked around with him a few times. After the last two of them had breakfast, they went back to the hotel to rest.