I snorted. Qingzi don't look out the window and don't pay attention to me. As soon as the car started, it began to drive all the way north. Out of the mountains, the road became flat and wide, and Aoko kept looking at the scenery outside the window, but her expression was cold, and she couldn't see what she was thinking.

"It's a lot quieter." I was a little drowsy, and suddenly I heard Qingzi next to me say something faintly.

I let out an "um", a little confused: "What's quiet?" "A lot of people in the car were asleep, but the car was bumpy and still very noisy.

Qingzi didn't answer, and after a while, he asked, "Are you still fighting?" ”

I was stunned for a moment, and then I realized what she meant, and said with a smile: "If we didn't fight a long time ago, we would have killed the devils a long time ago!" ”

Aoko let out an "oh" and continued to look out the window. I was a little curious, so I asked her what had become quiet. Qingzi ignored me at first, and was asked several times by me before she said impatiently, "It's because the cry of the resentful soul is less." ”

My scalp tingled for a while, and I suddenly felt the cold air around me, and I lowered my voice and said, "How can I not hear the resentful spirit?" "I didn't dare to raise my voice for fear that the passengers next to me would hear it and think we were insane.

Qingzi said coldly: "Sooner or later." Although she didn't understand it, she obeyed the meaning of the words, which meant that sooner or later I would be able to hear it.

After the car arrived in Yuning City, I found a small hotel in the local area and stayed overnight. Due to the tight budget, I only booked a room, but Aoko slept in the bed, and I had to make a bunk on the floor. But it was much better than it was in the tomb, at least it was covered and warm, and I fell asleep quickly.

Although Yuning City is not a big city, it is already a big place for a dumpling like me, who grew up in a mountain village, and I am dizzying when I walk on the streets. Aoko, on the contrary, seemed more calm than me. After changing trains in Yuning City, passing all the way and changing trains a few times, we finally returned to Huangji Town.

I passed in front of Liu's house, and I didn't mean to go in. If it weren't for the Liu family, my third uncle and I would still be living our little life in the village. I still went back to the village first, imagining that maybe the third uncle was waiting for me at home, and as soon as I went back, this guy would jump out and scare me.

But after all, it is a fantasy. There are still a few pillars left in our burned house, which have turned into black charcoal, and there are no major changes. Since we entered the village at night, we didn't attract a lot of attention. I went to the village chief and inquired, saying that Aunt Lin had been depressed and sick since her daughter's accident, and she had been lying in bed to recuperate recently.

I walked around the village and came out sullen. Qingzi was waiting for me at the entrance of the village, and when she saw me come out, she said, "Let's go." ”

I glanced back at the village, followed her away, and found a small inn in the town of Huangji. The next morning, with my previous memories, I found the haunted house where Dead Face had locked me up.

The creeper on the courtyard wall is dense, and at a glance, it has not changed much. The bluestone on the octagonal well was pushed away by me at that time, and it was still sitting in place. I lay on my stomach at the mouth of the well and opened it in, still cold. I think I carried Lin Yatou out of the well, if it wasn't for the third uncle who arrived, I would almost die.

When I thought of the third uncle, I was gloomy again.

Qingzi glanced at it and said, "It turns out that there is still a cold bone well in this place. ”

I remembered that the third uncle also said that this was a cold bone well, so I asked, "What kind of cold bone well is this, is it very famous?" ”

Qingzi said indifferently: "It's not a big deal, but there shouldn't be many people who know this craft." ”

I went outside the door of the haunted house. This haunted house is no different from when I walked away, the door still has only a door frame, no door leaf, and when I look inside, I can see the whole scene in the house.

At the beginning, I suffered a lot inside, and I opened the door for a long time, and when I saw that there was nothing unusual, I walked inside. Aoko glanced at the door a few times, then turned to the courtyard and found a clean stone to sit on, and said, "I'll wait for you outside." ”

I had a bitter face, I originally thought that she was there, even if something happened, I would have a backer, but I didn't think that I would go in alone. I turned around and shouted, "If I haven't come out for a long time, you remember to come in and find me!" ”

Aoko sat there without even lifting her eyelids, ignoring me at all.

I snorted and walked inside. As soon as I entered, I realized that something was wrong and immediately stepped back. But the place that was obviously the door before, but now it has become a hard wall, and it is violently retreated, and his back hits it, and suddenly his eyes are blackened, and he almost lies on the ground.

I finally got up from the ground and saw that the house had changed. There's a little more on the ground than the last time I came. There were corpses, lying there in all directions, and I counted them, and there were six of them, all men between the ages of twenty and thirty, and the corpses had begun to decompose, emitting a foul stench.

I had stood outside the door and looked in, but I didn't notice the bodies lying on the ground, and it seemed that the dead man's face had an effect on the outsiders.

Aside from the corpses, nothing has changed much in the room. It's empty, and the layout is very simple, just a few wooden tables and chairs and candlesticks and incense sticks, and nothing that looks like a box. I think it's because of the trick, so even if there is a box in front of me, I don't see it.

Because my life was at stake at the time, I still remember the route of the footprints that day out of the haunted house, and now I concocted the same way and followed the route in my memory. But this time it didn't work, and when I walked around, I still hit a wall.

I was not discouraged, and searched the whole house again, thinking that I could find some flaws. But most of the day passed, and it was estimated that it was already noon outside, but I still didn't have a clue. I shouted a few times from outside, but I didn't hear any response, thinking that this trick can even block out the sound? Or did the woman from Qingzi hear it and deliberately ignore me?

I spun around a few times, crouched down and took a closer look at a few corpses. Judging from the distribution of these corpses in the house, there is no rule, some are in the east, some are in the west, horizontal and vertical, indicating that they were not deliberately put up.

Looking at these people again, their bodies are shriveled, their eyes bulging, and their nails are covered in black blood, and it is obvious that these people are trapped here to die of thirst and starvation. I pondered for a while, and then I understood. After Dead Face followed us to southern Xinjiang, this haunted house was empty. Eighty percent of the corpses in the house were passers-by, and when they saw that there was no one inside, they wanted to come in and get something, but they were trapped inside.

I went to light incense sticks again and tried several methods, but nothing came of it. Before I knew it, the light in the room had dimmed, and it was already night. I lit a candle to light it, my stomach was growling with hunger, and I didn't bring anything to eat when I came in. He yelled a few times outside, but there was no response.

This dead woman can't be left alone, right? I couldn't help but feel creepy, this haunted house is very evil, if I can't get out, I'm afraid I will have to be like these corpses on the ground, rotting and worming here.

I sat down cross-legged on the floor, closed my eyes and breathed a few times, trying to maintain my strength and calm myself. After that, I tried various methods, but in addition to hitting the wall, hitting the wall, I still hit the wall. I picked up a chair and began to smash the wall, but the cinnabar wall didn't look very strong, but it didn't move under my slamming.

Presumably, everyone before this trick has tried it, but it doesn't work at all.

After some tossing, he was also very tired, and he collapsed on the ground with his feet facing the sky and panting. Seeing that the night was getting darker, he moved a wooden table and lay down on it to sleep for a while, and then make plans when he regained some strength.

I didn't think about this sleep until dawn, and when I got up, I only felt sore, and my stomach was rumbling with hunger. The first thing I did when I got up was to shout a few times outside at the top of my throat, but there was still no response, but my voice was a little smoky. There is no food or drink in this haunted house, at most it can survive for a few more days, and if you can't get out, I'm afraid you will end up with all the brothers on the ground.

After a few tosses, I began to curse the dead man's face. This old guy can't be dying and trying to pull me up and deliberately trick me into coming here to get some broken box, right? Deliberately led me into this haunted house and trapped me here!

Soon, another day passed. I started pulling my hair, but that didn't help me think of anything. Although the loss of physical energy has been greatly reduced by pranayama, the long-term lack of water still makes my body seriously dehydrated, and my consciousness is gradually blurred.

Lying in the house, I don't know how much time has passed, but I didn't expect to come out alive in the ancient tomb, but I died in a small room. Thinking about it, I suddenly felt a pang in my heart, and it seemed that I vaguely thought of something.

I sat up and leaned against the wall. What did I just think of? Yes, I thought of Lin Wenjing. At the beginning, I was in despair, dreaming of Lin Yatou, walking in front of me covered in water, and then stepping on a series of footprints in the room, and finally guiding me to escape from the house.

"Why Lin Wenjing can?" Something very strange suddenly occurred to me. It stands to reason that the girl of the Lin family is just the daughter of an ordinary family, and she may not learn as much as me, why can't I get out, but she can't find a way out?

The only difference is that I am a living person, and she is a yin corpse. I once heard the third uncle say that ghosts, corpses and other yin objects are very sensitive to the flow of vitality, especially some souls or corpses without spiritual sense, they can only follow the direction of the flow of vitality. When I heard about this, I was quite unimpressed, thinking it was just unfounded rumors. But later, after seeing the face of the dead man in the Liu family's mansion and spreading the seven-star soul sealing array with charm, I had a different idea.