I'm kind of a person who feels good about my profession, and when this sudden depression comes to me, I naturally begin to bless myself with a talisman in my heart. It's hard for me to describe this feeling of oppression, first of all, the space is really small, although it is enough for one person to exert his hands and feet, but there is always a feeling of oppression. The second is that the light is too dark, and such an environment will always give people a dark and lifeless feeling.

In short, walking into this room is like suddenly entering a damp cave from the warm sunlight. This feeling first tells me that strange things are more likely to happen here. I continued to walk towards the back room, there were two back rooms here, presumably Brother Zhang and Grandma each lived in one, which was their bedroom. Obviously, the two rooms felt more oppressive and cold, and one of them stood out. Don't think about it, the coldest room must be the grandmother's bedroom.

I'm not a person with a special constitution, so if even someone like me can clearly sense that something is wrong, then there is a real possibility that something is wrong.

So I retreated to the hall, saying that it was not necessarily a hall, because most of the halls were only for eating or entertaining guests, and the hall of Brother Zhang's house, next to the wall on one side, was the stove for cooking. According to Chinese custom, the entrance and exit of the hall house is guarded by the door god. The opening of the door is facing the upper left or upper right position, which should be the place where the god of martial arts faces the gate, some families are larger, and the ancestral tablets are even enshrined in the hall, but in any case, the hall should not be a place where there is a fire to cook, because that is the position of the stove king, and the stove prince cannot be in the hall.

This means that there is no Lord God in the family's house. Without a main god, it is easy to lead to the invasion of evil demons. Moreover, the top of the stove, the original red clay wall, was blackened by the fire, and even the roof shed was the same. This indicates that the location of the stove is not ventilated. The so-called feng shui should have wind and water, the wind can flow around, if it is gathered together and cannot be discharged, then it means that there is no feng shui at all.

I stepped out of the house again, facing the road from which I had come, and the hill on the opposite side had been terraced by the local villagers, with two small hills next to each other, and the hollow part in the middle, far away, and another small hill. This is called "opening the door to wealth", because these three small hills, from the angle of opening the door, look like an ingot. This was originally a good external feng shui, but it was blocked by the road in front of me, and there was a small ditch flowing under the road, the water was supposed to bring wealth, but the direction of the water was from near to far, which is the meaning of the family's money outflow. It is not difficult to prove why the family is poor. It's not that you're poor because you can't marry a daughter-in-law, it's that you're too poor to marry a daughter-in-law.

Overall, the family's feng shui situation can be described as precarious. But that usually doesn't mean that this house will definitely attract ghosts, although the depression in the house makes me feel wrong, but from the layout point of view, there is no Feng Shui bureau that will inevitably attract ghosts. Is that a cause and effect? Again, it doesn't make sense. "Heavenly evil" entangles people, with a strong accidentality, and it has little to do with cause and effect, mainly because of the relationship between yin gathering in this place. However, since it is a gathering of yin, there must be a reason for gathering yin, but I have not found it yet.

So I crouched down in front of my grandmother and asked her to describe what it was like to have this nightmare for the first time. The old grandmother recalled that it was about a month ago, and her health was okay, but there were some minor problems, and the elderly were prone to some problems. That night, after having dinner with his son, he went to town for a walk before returning home. But when I got home, I found that my son was cleaning the house while he was not at home.

Many rural villages have this habit, every year at the end of the year or two, to clean up all the cobwebs and other things in the house, this is called "removing the old and welcoming the new". Originally, this was a very good thing, so the grandmother also followed to help clean up, but it may have been more unlucky that day, and she didn't stand firmly, so she knocked over a cabinet she had placed at the head of the bed. The cabinet was filled with some things that I had accumulated a few years ago, most of which were left over before liberation, and I broke a lot, and the most regrettable thing was the big pendulum clock placed on the cabinet.

I nodded, for I had seen the big pendulum clock on the cabinet in the grandmother's house just now, and I was wondering why the glass cover on the clock face was gone, and when she said this, I realized that it had broken at that time. The old grandmother then told me that she was relieved at the time, saying something auspicious such as broken peace, but after all, it was a pity that it was something she loved, so she was not in a good mood.

That night, I went to bed, and not long after I closed my eyes, I saw a lot of strange-looking people, constantly walking towards her, and when she walked to the front and back, she appeared in a posture of throwing down, and her hand seemed to be stretched out to grab her. But those people pounced and disappeared, and then the others reappeared, and so on and so forth. At first, the people's expressions were normal, but the movements looked a little scary, but later, the appearance of those people changed.

My grandmother described to me that the appearance of those people looked like the feeling of a candle when it was melted, and the whole face seemed to collapse limply, some stuck out their tongues, some crooked their mouths, some of their eyes went up, and some of their noses fell to their mouths. And when these people became like this, they all looked bloody, and even the color of the environment in the dream began to turn blood-red.

I tried to think about the scene that my grandmother said, there is actually no logic at all, but from the picture alone, it is still a little scary. I asked my grandmother, and after seeing so much, did she say that she hadn't woken up yet? The old woman patted my hands and said, "What are you awake about, I haven't fallen asleep at all." I am sick again, and my ears are always buzzing inexplicably, and it is even worse at night, how can I fall asleep as soon as I fall down with such noise. Normally, it takes me at least an hour to fall asleep when I get to bed. I'm also afraid, no matter how I open my eyes, I just can't open them.

Listening to what the old grandmother said, it felt a bit like a nightmare, which is commonly known as the ghost press. But that's all pediatric stuff, and it's easy to fix. It's just that if these symptoms of hers are linked to "heavenly evil", it may not be so easy. So I said to my grandmother, those people you just talked about will change a little bit each time until they become more and more terrifying at the end, I once heard my master say that someone is attacked by this kind of ghost that haunts you, so that they dream repeatedly, and each dream will wake up at the same point, but after waking up, they find that they are back to the beginning of this dream.

I told my grandmother that in reality, the man never woke up, but his body kept alive, only getting weaker and weaker. Because he has only been in his own dream since then, and it is an infinite cycle of dreams. The reason why I said these words was not to scare my grandmother, but to tell her that if she really carried the "natural evil" attack, and the situation was serious, she would gradually get lost in her sleep and never wake up.

The old grandmother is okay, Brother Zhang was not so calm when he heard it, he begged me, little brother, you must save our family, our family is now left with me and my mother, and I have no children under my knees, she is my only concern. I nodded and said that I would do my best, but I also told him the truth, I told them how I felt in the house and the feng shui layout of the home, although I knew they didn't understand, I wanted him to understand that your home is now a place to gather yin, and it is precisely because of the gathering of yin that this kind of ghost appears and haunts, I can think of ways to deal with ghosts, but now there is a key problem that has not been solved, that is, why you have lived here for decades and are fine, but suddenly it became like this.

I pointed to the ditch and the road at the door and said, "Look at the way the ditch and the road look, it's not been a day or two here, so it shouldn't be caused by them." This requires you to think carefully about what else is particularly worth mentioning before and after this incident, and anything can be said, and maybe it will become the key.

The mother and son stopped talking, apparently trying to search for their memories. After a few minutes, Brother Zhang suddenly slapped his thigh and said to the old grandmother, Mother, do you remember that you broke things that night, and one of them was a bottle that I picked up in the early years? The old lady said yes, it broke at that time, so I cleaned it all and threw it all back.

Bottle? What bottle? So I asked Brother Zhang what the bottle was in, because I saw the situation of the family, and I really didn't have extra money to collect it. Brother Zhang said, little brother, do you remember what I told you just now, our place once dug up an ancient tomb before?

I said yes, who made me have a smart brain? Brother Zhang said that the bottle was taken out of the tomb when the exploration team came and asked the villagers to protect the site, and I took it out of the tomb when people were not paying attention.

Brother Zhang said, our place, there has never been a big tomb, I heard many people say, if you encounter a big tomb, you can find a lot of valuable things from the tomb, when we protect the scene, we saw a lot of bottles and cans, and some copper money strings, so I couldn't help it, secretly took one, thinking that if you are desperate in the future, this little thing may be able to sell for some money.

As soon as I heard this, I was even more confused, so I asked, the tombs are generally full of porcelain, and there are more jars, why did you take a bottle? What kind of bottle is it?