Chapter 294: A Strange Noise in the Middle of the Night

Sitting on the masonry floor that was a little cool at night, with his arm still on the side of the bed, he turned his head to see that his daughter-in-law was still sleeping and was not woken up by him. There was a cool air in the darkness of the room, and the frozen teeth were fighting and shivering.

Touching his somewhat confused head, he felt that he had really drunk a little too much today, and suddenly his face was tight, and he used his hands to cover himself, and the rent collected in the afternoon was not lost, so he exhaled a long breath.

Although the tether is the son-in-law of the Chen family, he has always been upside down, and his status at home is at most higher than those miscellaneous coolies, basically he does the tiring work of running around alone, and the money has to be handed over to Master Chen, if it is lost, it is not a big deal, but if the Chen family says that he took the money to go out to drink and visit the kiln, then he must not be unjustly killed? Thinking of this daughter-in-law, Miss Chen, that eldest lady's temper is really not something that ordinary people can bear, of course, she marries herself, it is also her own blessing, she should cherish it, and she can't do anything to be sorry for the Chen family and daughter-in-law.

Although the leash has always been honest, sometimes he unconsciously has some expectations for the Chen family's home, thinking that Master Chen will die in the future, and he only has one daughter under his knees who will marry him, will it be all his tether in the future?

In the middle of the night, I thought about it for a while with the strength of wine, this money is too tempting, and people can't resist it, and there is something strange in my heart. But at this moment, the leash suddenly remembered who seemed to touch him just now, the little hand was cold and cold, and now there was still a vague touch, so he raised his hand and touched his face.

Suddenly, something strange came from the northwest corner of the room, and the leash craned his neck to look over.

In the northwest corner of the house is an antique cabinet that was given to them by Master Chen, and there is a bookshelf on it, and this bookshelf is accompanied by many books and bottles and cans that are incomprehensible. It is said that there are valuable things. But how can he understand the things that this literati and gentlemen like, but this is given by Master Chen, he never dares to touch it, for fear that he will break the jar in his hand, and when Master Chen comes to find that the shelf is empty, he can't say.

But at this time, there was the sound of hands tapping and turning heads behind the bookshelves full of books, bottles, and other things. From time to time, there was a sound, as if someone was outside smashing the wall, but the sound seemed to come from inside the house. It's strange, there was no one else in the house in the middle of the night except for the leash and his daughter-in-law, what was the sound? Isn't it the hell? What about ghosts knocking on the wall?

You can't have anything to do with ghosts and gods, otherwise you can scare yourself to death. At this time, the tether made his own idea very frightened, the back of his neck was sweating, and his legs were a little stiff after sitting on the ground for a long time, and he barely ran from the ground holding on to the bed. The cat looked at the bookcase in the northwest corner, wondering what was moving there.

But the black light in this room didn't know what it was, so he was naturally even more afraid, and slowly touched the edge of the table, groped and found the oil lamp with a glass cover, and there was a small buckle next to it, and the oil lamp was lit when he turned it in other directions. A flame flickered in the glass cover, instantly illuminating half of the originally dark room.

The leash walked to the door with an oil lamp. He picked up a wooden stick painted red from the doorway and walked slowly towards the northwest corner of the bookcase.

In the past, when I lived in this kind of new house, I had to put a red lacquered wooden strip or stick behind the door, commonly known as "reaching the door post", which means very simple, because this new house has just been built, and as the old saying goes, it is not popular. Yin and Yang are in a very unbalanced state, when the treasury is OK, if you live in the people, the popularity is that the yang must be sufficient, otherwise there will be evil people who can enter the door and be neighbors with you, and the residents get up at night to go to the toilet. If you don't get it right, you can meet it. So put this pillar behind the door, this thing is red and festive, the evil is most afraid of this color, there is it behind the door but the evil does not dare to come in. If there were other meanings to this goalpost, then his most practical use was self-defense. What kind of house is the easiest to attract thieves? It's newly built, and the owner has just moved in not long ago, because the furniture in the new house is generally new, and if you can't steal money, you can touch any good things, and if you take out new things and sell them, you can also exchange some money for drinking. The thieves must have also taken advantage of the time when no one was in the house, or slept in the middle of the night, and they were like rats who had to have a hole to get into the house and steal things, so they could not only be used as evil spirits, but also as weapons for self-defense at critical times, and they were carried by the bolt at this time.

Because his family is a landlord and rich, he is generous in everything, and he must be more beautiful than other people's big ones, otherwise how to highlight the identity of the rich man? So this doorpost is almost the thickness of the wrist of the bolt, and the hand is still pressed when you carry it, but this thing is also relatively solid in the heart of the hand, and the back foot steps on the front footprints step by step and slowly walk to the bookcase, at this time there is still movement.

"Da, da, da" has always been this kind of clattering sound, which sounds a little weird, and it feels like hitting the wall with your fingers.

After taking a few breaths of panic, the plug stabilized again, and when he looked back and saw that his daughter-in-law on the bed was still sleeping, he slowly squatted down with an oil lamp, and looked at the cabinet full of various books in front of him, and looked carefully, wondering what was the commotion.

But this was closer, the sound was much quieter, and after a while, it seemed that I heard the masonry rubbing against each other, and the sound of stabbing and lala was continuous, and the scalp of the plug was numb, but I wondered if someone was digging the wall outside? Are you going to steal something from a hole in the house? He clenched one hand at the goalpost and shouted to the place where the sound had come from: "Who! Do! ”

After this shout, the back of the cabinet was immediately quiet, and there was no movement for a long time. The bolt was relieved, and he thought to himself that there was really a thief who wanted to cut the wall into the house? But why did he bother so much, why didn't he just pry open the door and enter the house? Can the wooden board be as strong as the brick? How could it not be quite right?

Just thinking of this, I suddenly saw a very thick old book on the bookcase in front of me moved, and then I actually withdrew some outside, as if it was about to fall off by something inside.

The bolt was tightened at that time, and as soon as his ears were numb, he rushed to his head from the heel to the ground, and quickly bent down to put the oil lamp on the ground to illuminate it, and his hands tightly grasped the red doorpost, swallowed his saliva and trembled, and said, "Don't get it!" There's someone in the house! I still have a stick in my hand! I'm going to kill you! ”

But as soon as the bolt had finished speaking, the thick book, which had been half-topped out, suddenly fell, revealing a gap in the pile of books, accompanied by a child's laughter. (To be continued......)