Chapter 22: The Sheepskin Black Coat
The driver told me so vividly that I got goosebumps when I heard it.
"Young man, I'll tell you something that only the people of Kyoto know."
I didn't want to hear it, but in order to understand more, I had to bite the bullet and answer: "You say." ”
"When that courtyard was in the Ming Dynasty, it wasn't a good place, it was Yizhuang, do you understand Yizhuang?"
"A place to store the body."
"No, in the earliest days, we all paid attention to the return of fallen leaves to the roots, and Yizhuang was a place for corpse chasers and corpse bearers to rest on the way."
"Anything else?"
"It's not, return home with a corpse, you can't stay in a guest house, you can only rest in Yizhuang along the road, a big kang must be burned hot, the head of the kang lives the living, and the end of the kang lives the dead corpse."
When the driver spoke, he also looked in the rearview mirror from time to time to observe Bao Yuzui's every move.
He continued: "Later, Yizhuang was also abandoned, and that place became a mass grave, Yan Song was the most powerful person in the Ming Dynasty, that was under one person, above ten thousand, except for the palace, where he could not build a house, don't you want to think about why you have to choose to be in a mass grave?" ”
"Why?" I blurted out.
The driver swallowed his saliva: "It turned out to be feng shui, what about wind, qi, and luck, but now it is said to be a magnetic field." ”
"What good fortune can a mass grave have?" I said this on purpose.
The driver glanced at me: "I'm still young, I don't know, the mass graves are all lonely ghosts, no one burns paper, and no one sacrifices, if they are served well, no luck can be moved." ”
"There is also such a saying, by the way, what does the old man in the Republic of China look like when he looks at the garden, he can scare people crazy and scare them to death."
"Hmph, they all say that they have leprosy, in those days, not to mention leprosy, even smallpox was a lot, and wild dogs gnawed on the corpses on the roadside from time to time, you say, leprosy can scare people to death?"
After speaking, the driver braked suddenly: "It's here, walk more than 200 meters along this road, I have to work until the second half of the night, that place is evil, I won't go to the door." ”
After getting out of the car, the driver turned around and walked away, as if he had stepped his foot into the gas tank.
"Shuangye, it's a big night, come to the haunted house?"
"Follow me and talk less."
I swallowed my saliva, and I really couldn't see through Bao Yu's drunken thoughts.
The closer I got to the hall, the tighter my back became, like an invisible force tugging at my skin.
The driver's words must have been artistically processed, but one thing is certain, there is no wind and no waves, and art comes from life.
Immediately afterward, my hairs stood on end, and I could clearly feel the strangeness around me.
It's dark here, there are basically no street lights, or maybe it's too late, the street lights are already off.
In the dark, I could always feel a footstep following us from a short distance, and this step was very strange, as if someone was walking with their feet on their feet, that is, walking with their heels not touching the ground.
Moreover, there seemed to be an eerie scent in the air, and it was strange, I don't know if it was my imagination or the real voice, there was always a vague female chant around me.
When I came to the door of the Huguang Guild Hall, I was not weird, but a very strong sense of oppression, and I could sense that there was something unclean in it.
The vermilion door was a little blue in the dark night, and the dense yellow door emitted a terrifying cold light.
Bao Yuzui did not knock on the door, but turned around the door twice.
My voice trembled a little: "Master Shuang, do you want to knock on the door?" ”
"No, just jump in?"
"Jump in?"
Bao Yudrunk didn't reply, and climbed directly and dexterously onto the wall.
In an instant, she jumped in.
I spat and scolded in my heart that this girl is really not a fuel-efficient lamp, there is no way, I can only jump hard.
It was pitch black inside, and Bao Yudrunk suddenly became silent, just walking in the dark, without saying a word.
I came to the front of a small low house, which was only more than one person tall, and if it hadn't been cut bald, I guess my hair would have touched the roof.
The window paper on the windows was already riddled with holes.
This house gives me the feeling that it is the residence of a large family.
"Shuang, Shuangye, what are we doing here?"
"Wait a minute, the old fairy should come."
The house was full of cobwebs, except for the aisle that was more than one person wide, and the rest was a kang.
Squeak.
The door was suddenly pushed open, and I turned back sharply, and by the moonlight, I saw a rickety black shadow in front of me, and as I focused my gaze, the black shadow gradually became clear, and my scalp was cramping.
It was a man in a black coat with a sheepskin jacket and a white veil on his head.
Damn, this is clearly the old man of the Republic of China described by the taxi driver.
Bao Yuzuidu's tone became very soft: "You are here, this is the person, you can take a look." ”
The other party didn't speak, I was very nervous, and the person in front of me gave me a strong sense of oppression.
Not people.
It's not a ghost, either.
It's evil.
Yes, it's evil.
I asked tentatively: "Shuangye, let's ......"
Before I could finish speaking, the rickety old man came up and sniffed at me, the veil on his head sliding over my chest.
What's going on?
Smell the smell?
I don't dare to move, or I can't move without understanding.
The rickety old man sniffed the top and the bottom, and finally squatted down and sniffed my legs.
I cautiously lowered my head, and then the moonlight shone into the room, and I suddenly noticed that the old man had a cat face, and a deep scar on the left side of his face.
Damn, no wonder.
It's a cat demon.
The older generation often said that dogs are only eight or six years old, and cats are only five years old.
It is because they have always been by people's side that spiritual animals have long learned their every move.
Legend has it that a tanuki has nine lives, and every time it dies, it is a broken Huigen.
If it has lived for ten years and has never died, the cat will look for the newly dead corpse, breathe through the mouth and nose of the corpse, and then attach it to the human.
Damn, there are ghosts and monsters in troubled times, no wonder I have lived for so long.
Knowing what it was, I wasn't scared anymore, I said straight to the point: "Shuangye, where did you get the cat demon?" ”
The cat demon ducked to the side with a swipe, and at the same time bent his waist and made a defensive posture.
Bao Yudrunk gritted his teeth and said, "Don't talk nonsense, it's a great immortal from the palace." ”
"The cats raised in the palace have become evil and become adults, don't they have to hide in dark corners?"
Bao Yu drunkenly punched me: "Don't talk nonsense. ”
After speaking, she looked at the cat demon again: "Old fairy, this is the person I found, Wu Nian, you have smelled it, and when you go back, you can tell the master." ”
The cat demon's voice was very rough and ugly, as if his throat had been burned by charcoal: "I know, this kid is a thorn in the head, and he can't keep it." ”
"Stab your grandma, you old cat demon."