Chapter 5: The Fog Shrouds

I took another sip and savored it, but I didn't feel anything.

After all, I haven't drawn this brand before, but I saw Uncle Li draw it, so I remember.

Just as I was about to try to see if I could light the tiled floor of the pavilion with a cigarette, a voice came from behind me.

"Chen Xian, you're not in the room with Zhixi, what are you doing here?"

I subconsciously put my hands behind my back and put my feet on the blackened ground.

When I looked back, I saw that the person who came was Zhixi's father.

"Uncle, I'll come down and smoke a cigarette." I laughed awkwardly.

Although, smoking burns the tiles is inexplicable.

But after all, it's my fault, so it's inevitable.

"Where did you get the cigarette?" The man asked, frowning.

"I saw a cigarette here, so I took one casually, it should be okay, uncle?"

The man stepped forward with a cold face and took the remaining half pack of cigarettes from my hand.

Seeing his appearance, I hurriedly added, "The main thing is to put my cigarettes in my bag." ”

"When I first went to the living room, I couldn't find my bag."

"I've put your bag away and put it in your guest room."

"This pack of cigarettes is for the dead to smoke, not for the living."

I thought he was concerned about me, so I explained.

"It's okay uncle, I'm not a living person."

The man glanced at me with a complicated expression.

After a moment, he nodded: "That's right!" ”

"However, try not to smoke in the villa, Zhixi doesn't like the smell of smoke."

"Got it, uncle." I nodded and followed the man back down the hall.

On the way, I struggled, but in the end, I didn't tell the man about the burned floor.

One is that my heart is weak, and the other is that I think there is something strange about this.

"Let's go up and talk to Zhixi more."

"Uncle, my bag ......," I said.

"In the guest room, you can't lose it."

"I know, I just want to take my phone."

"What for?" The man asked warily.

I made up a reason that I wouldn't talk to girls.

If you have a mobile phone, you can go online to check the strategy and make Zhixi happy.

The man asked me suspiciously, "You haven't talked to a girlfriend before?" ”

I scratched my head and pretended to be embarrassed, "Which girl can take a fancy to a pig killer?" ”

The man was persuaded by me and went to the guest room and brought me a mobile phone.

Back in Zhixi's room, she was still sitting at the head of the bed, not saying a word.

I didn't bother to pay attention to her, and searched the Internet for news in the county for nearly half a month.

But I didn't see what the man said about the rebuilding of the mountain.

Just in case, I made a special call to the county government's hotline to inquire about it, but again, no.

Since there is no incident of blowing up the mountain, it shows that from the beginning, this villa was built on the feng shui of a yin house.

A rich person like the Wang family would never be able to have nothing to do, so he deliberately built the Yang Mansion on the feng shui of the Yin House.

From the conversation between the man and me, I could tell that he knew about it, that is, on purpose.

Think about the spark that had just smoked and set the gazebo on fire.

It is impossible for a tile floor to be ignited by a spark.

Unless that gazebo is made of paper!

made of paper, or yin house feng shui,

Instantly, a thought came to my mind!

This villa is actually a paper house burned for the dead!

As soon as this thought came to me, I couldn't help but be frightened by my own thoughts.

I am not very human, and with the help of Uncle Li, I am familiar with and master all the contents of the broken book.

If it were a paper house, I would definitely be able to see through it at a glance.

Unless, they've done a trick on me!

It's not hard to get rid of the blindfolds.

But I need to get the artifact back from my bag.

But in the current situation, it is impossible for a man to return the bag to me easily.

As I was thinking about it, I noticed that Zhixi was staring at me intently.

"I'll take a look." I thought of something, put down my phone, and took her arm.

She didn't respond, I just held it in, and I held out my fingers to probe her pulse.

Although, her body is cold and does not meet the normal temperature of the human body, but she has a pulse.

And we living dead have no heartbeat, no pulse!

"You're alive!" I was a little surprised.

The woman's eyes flickered, but there was still no expression on her face.

The human eye can speak, this is the introduction of the broken book about the matter of locking the soul.

It is said that if a person's soul is locked in his body, then the only way he can communicate with the outside world is through his eyes.

I stared at Zhixi, and she stared at me as well, and after a few moments, two lines of tears slipped from the corners of her eyes.

"You're locked in the soul!" It dawned on me.

No wonder from beginning to end, she has a cold appearance that cherishes words like gold.

It's not that she doesn't want to speak, it's that she can't!

"You're not their daughter, are you?"

Zhixi's eyes flickered again.

"Okay! I know. ”

I nodded, calm on the outside, but chaotic on the inside.

How did things turn out like this?

Yin House! Distraction! A girl who is locked in her soul!

What is this Wang family going to do?

Wait a minute!

Perhaps, there is no so-called Wang family at all!

I hurriedly picked up my mobile phone to inquire about the local rich family surnamed Wang.

It stands to reason that in this era of information explosion.

Even small things that happen in one place can be known to the other side of the world.

If there really is a huge rich family like the Wang family in the local area, it is impossible not to be known!

But I searched all the local forums and posted bars, and there was no news related to the rich man surnamed Wang.

In this way, there was nothing wrong with the face I showed to the husband and wife when I entered the door.

Both of them are short-lived and wealthy, and they may not even be alive!

A huge fog hung over my head.

I can't imagine what will happen tonight after Zhixi and I have a cave room.

If the source of the matter is someone else.

I might think that someone is trying to harm me.

But the point is, didn't Uncle Li ask me to come?

Uncle Li can't do it, and there's no reason to hurt me!

I remembered the conversation between Uncle Li and the tuberculosis ghost in the hotel corridor two days ago.

At that time, the tuberculosis ghost looked very familiar with Uncle Li, and he even knew my habit of drinking water before going to bed!

But I've grown up so big, I've never seen Uncle Li have such a close relationship with anyone.

It seems that since I was a child, Uncle Li asked me not to go out when it was dark, there must be something to hide from me!

I didn't understand, so I simply took out the letter Uncle Li gave me again.

Read it carefully to make sure you haven't missed the key information on it.

Just as I was about to take the letter back, I suddenly noticed.

The ink on the letter has been rubbed by hand!

That's the kind of ink that hasn't dried, but the hand accidentally touches the trace!

But wasn't this letter written a long time ago?

It stands to reason that the ink should have dried up a long time ago!