The weather is so hot now, and the corpse is estimated to stink after two days, and maggots will grow.

But when we kept knocking on the door, I also noticed the smell of the place, and nothing changed, and it was the same as a normal hallway, there was no smell.

So I'm pretty sure that people don't die.

As for why he didn't open the door, it's also possible that he was really not at home.

It's just that he is mentally ill, even if he doesn't admit it, he should know it himself, so a normal mentally ill person will not travel around alone.

"If you really can't knock on it, let's use the key to open the door." I gave a reminder on the side.

Mr. Situ paused and turned his head to look at me.

He did have the key in his hand, but the house was already rented out, and it didn't seem appropriate to just open the door to the room.

"But we don't know the safety of the tenant inside, and if we want to say it at that time, it can be reasonable, plus so many people downstairs testify and say that the tenant has not seen anyone for several days, in case something really happens, then you can't afford it."

Dong Jing knew that sometimes the persuasion of girls was more useful than that of boys, so she also persuaded on the side.

Mr. Szeto thought twice and decided to open the door of the house.

When I opened the door, I was stunned.

The house is east-facing, and there will be some westward slopes when the sun goes down.

At this point in time, there should be solar light coming in, but all the windows are covered with newspapers, and there is more than one layer of newspapers.

So the whole room was pitch black.

Mr. Szeto reached for the switch button of the light, and when he turned on the light, the house was clearly visible.

There is nothing in this living room, not even the sofa and TV that ordinary people need, and the table for eating.

"Didn't you have any facilities in your house at that time?" I'm a little confused.

Mr. Situ shook his head: "Impossible, I was equipped at the time and moved in with my bag." ”

Listening to his words, I frowned.

Could it be that the man who sold everything?

But none of that matters, we have to find people first.

After wandering around the living room and kitchen, I went back to my room.

There was still no one in the room, and when I opened the door of the room, I found that there was a coffin inside.

I've dealt with these things a lot, and I'm not afraid.

But Mr. Situ, who was standing next to me, almost fainted, his whole face was pale, and his lips were still trembling.

I reached out and helped him to sit on the floor to the side.

It just looks like there's really no one in the house.

So where did this person go?

There was no bed in the room, and there was only a coffin in the middle.

But strangely, when the man dismantled the bed, he left the bed board behind.

The coffin was in front of the bedboard, and the man chose to put a row of white candles on top of the bed.

This white candle is not an ordinary candle one by one, but a kind of scented candle, which is held in a cup.

All the candles in this row had never been lit, and I looked at this scene and my heart trembled a little.

I don't know why, but I always feel weird.

Is this man trying to make something at home?

But according to the reasoning, I don't think it should be, because the yang energy in this place is too heavy, and if he wants to practice anything, he must find a place where the yin qi is thick.

So what the hell is this guy doing?

Now this coffin and those candles are obviously a formation, but I don't know what this practice is.

"Wen Jie!"

While I was still wandering around the room, Dong Jing called out in horror from the direction of the toilet.

Afraid that something would happen to her and Huineng, I hurriedly ran in the direction of the toilet.

When I stood by the toilet door, I was really scared to see what I saw.

My whole back was cold, and there was a gust of wind in my tail bone that went straight to my head, and I had goosebumps all over my body.

I saw a man lying in front of the bathtub, which was lying across his head.

The bathtub is filled with water, and all kinds of lotus lanterns are lit on top of the water, and those lotus lanterns are still floating on the water.

And the man moved the bed in the room to the bathtub, and he lay on the bed.

The man's face was pale, but his face was painted.

Coupled with his eyes closed, if you don't look closely, you really won't notice that he is breathing weakly.

Dong Jing exclaimed loudly just now, also because she thought the man was dead.

"He's still angry, save him." Mr. Situ also rushed over at this time, and when he saw this scene, his expression was not as scared as just now.

Originally, logically speaking, he should have been rescued first, but he was practicing a formation, and if we broke his formation now, it was very likely that he would die.

So many of us here are going to be murderers, and I don't think we should take that risk.

"Don't worry, just wait a little longer."

I reached out and grabbed Mr. Situ, who was about to come to the rescue, this matter was a bit strange.

Originally, I heard from those residents that I thought this person was really mentally ill, but now it seems that the gods are not wrong.

Looking at his position now, this person is definitely using this house to do something that is not shady.

According to the current formation, it seems that this formation will probably be completed after dark.

As long as he doesn't leave this house, we are not in a hurry, and we can first see where the feng shui of this house suits him.

Maybe I can find out the secret of what this man is going to practice from the feng shui of this house.

Walking around the room, I found that this place is particularly yang.

Coupled with the man's strange behavior, I suddenly remembered something.

"Dongjing, I want to ask you something." I called Dong Jing to my side and asked, "I remember that my cousin seems to have told me that there is a set of evil arts in the family of the ancient feng shui master, have you ever heard of it?" ”

"Sorcery?"

Dong Jing looked a little confused.

I know that she is the orthodox descendant of the ancient feng shui master, and it is normal not to know this set of evil arts.

But I think she should have heard some of it, and sure enough, looking at her slowly brightening eyes, I knew that she should have heard it.

Her eyes began to look at the bathroom, as her brow furrowed.

She must have remembered about that set of sorcery, and I'm pretty sure this man was practicing it.