The years of reselling the haunted house

Chapter 11 Escape
The cat's mouth was constantly blowing out air, giving off an unpleasant smell. It smelled like some stinky meat that had been smashed and left in the sun for three days. It made me burst into tears. I felt nauseous and my stomach was churning, but I didn't dare to act rashly.

I can't forget that after the black cat jumped on Third Uncle's shoulder, Third Uncle's whole body froze.I have to keep doing the same moves as him because I don't understand anything.

But I am different from my third uncle now, he still has me as a big nephew, but I don't.

So third uncle has run away now, and I'm still frozen in this ghost place like an idiot.

But there is one thing, I imitated my third uncle and stood there stiffly, as if there was no danger for the time being.

The black cat squatted on my shoulder, except for a few low growls, it didn't make any further movements.

I took a look, I was holding the flower pot with both hands, and the life-saving incense was not lost, it was pinched between my little finger and ring finger.

It's just that two-thirds of the incense for offering incense has been burned, and there is still a small piece left.

I don't know if the reason why the black cat didn't attack me was because of offering incense.But I knew that since Uncle San asked me to come in with the incense offerings, he had his reasons.

At this moment, another frightening thing happened.

The black cat suddenly stopped growling and began to sniff violently.

The smoke rising from the burning incense, which was particularly obvious under the candle light, had been sucked in by the black cat one by one.

The cat squatted on all fours on my shoulders, with its head sticking out a lot, maintaining a strange balance.

I took a sneak peek, and the black cat's eyes lost their sharpness and hatred, and became extraordinarily blurred.And on the face of the black cat, I saw a greedy look.

This kind of expression, which should be the expression that a human face should have, appeared on a cat's face, and it looked extraordinarily weird.

The black cat was greedily sucking on the incense offerings!

The incense was inhaled by the black cat, and the burning speed was obviously accelerated.I found that the incense for the incense was moving down rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

I secretly complained that the remaining incense offerings would not last long. At this rate, the incense would burn out in less than 5 minutes.

Without offering incense, I have no idea what will happen next.

It suddenly occurred to me that the puppet I found downstairs had its head severed and its stomach cut open. Could it be the black cat who did it.Without offering incense, will the black cat break my head and open my stomach like it did with that puppet?

Thinking of this, I feel my scalp go numb.Somehow, people shouldn’t be afraid of a cat, but the black cat on my shoulder is weird from the inside to the outside. My fear of it is also born from the heart, and I don’t even dare to meet its eyes. See.

Afterwards, I learned that the black cat is a kind of magical existence.Especially in the spiritual world, it is synonymous with psychic.Of course, not every black cat can be psychic. It must be a black cat without a single hair on its body, and the time and place of birth are very particular.This statement is not unfounded, because cats, an animal, were brought in from abroad, and they were also kept as witches' pets abroad.So the claim that cats have psychic abilities is plausible.The psychic black cat will be used by many ghosts, so since ancient times, there have been folk legends about cats jumping out of coffins and cheating corpses.When keeping a vigil for relatives, it is necessary to prevent cats from appearing.

Of course, I didn't know this at the time, just guarding the black cat and watching the slowly burning incense, this kind of suffering is simply unbearable.At the same time, I kept scolding the third uncle in my heart, this uncle who has no business, when I get out safely, I will have you.It seems that this is the only way to offset some of the fear in my heart.

The cat on the shoulder was still devouring the smoke from the incense, and as the incense burned down slowly, the cold sweat on my head also came out.

Just then, I heard footsteps on the stairs.

I also shifted my attention, and saw my third uncle poking his head out furtively, looking at me.

I almost broke out, it's already this time, what are you still looking at?But he still has a conscience, and he didn't really leave my eldest nephew here.

The third uncle knows more than I do. Seeing my situation, he quickly waved at me to signal me not to worry.

I thought to myself, can I not be in a hurry?What time is it?The potted flower I was holding in my hand was not heavy, but after a long time, my arms became a little numb and began to shake uncontrollably.

I couldn't speak, so I stared at Third Uncle with my eyes.

The third uncle smiled ghostly, and shook the thing in the other hand towards me.

I saw that it turned out to be the puppet downstairs.

I really don't understand what he is doing with that thing at this time, but I saw the third uncle holding his own offering incense in his mouth, freeing his hand to pull the lanugo hair out of the doll's stomach Come out, then go to the end of the corridor and put the clumps of lanugo in the corner.

Immediately afterwards, the third uncle picked up a candle and lit the candle on those lanugo hairs.

The lanugo is thin and soft, and when it is set on fire, it immediately catches fire, emitting a faint blue smoke.

Before I figured out the purpose of third uncle's move, I felt my shoulders sink and lighten.The black cat, which was sniffing the smoke, suddenly jumped down and went straight to the burning lanugo.

I was still watching here stupidly, but the third uncle rushed over, pulled my clothes, and ran down the stairs.

I woke up like a dream, hurriedly holding the pot of flowers, and followed my third uncle down the stairs.

At the corner of the stairs, I peeked back and found that the black cat was squatting near the lanugo, the fur on its neck was blown off, and it kept growling at the flame.

I didn't dare to look any more, and immediately rushed down from the second floor.

When I went down to the first floor, I realized that the entire hall on the first floor was shrouded in a layer of fog.It's not an exaggeration to say that you can't see your fingers. Third uncle ran down one step before me, and I couldn't see him anymore.

I turned around and looked around, but still didn't find Uncle Three.As a result, with such a turn, the direction was completely disrupted.I still didn't dare to speak out, and my heart was extremely anxious.

Fortunately, after I calmed down a bit, I found that there were faint lights on the ground.

I suddenly remembered, isn't this the white wax that Uncle San asked me to lay out on the floor when I came in?
At this time, the white wax in front of me gave off a faint flame, although it was not big, it was very conspicuous in the mist, and people could spot it at a glance.But the flames in the distance were completely covered by the fog.

I tried to take two steps towards the pewter, and at this time, the light of the pewter a little farther appeared.

Only then did I understand Uncle San's real intention for arranging these candles, he was just leaving us a way out.According to this, we can walk out of this house along the direction pointed by this candle.

When I found this, I felt amnesty, stepped up hurriedly, and walked out along the direction of the candle.

This time it went smoothly, and I came to the door very quickly. The moment I stepped out, my finger hurt, the incense had burned to the end, and a puff of green smoke burst out, and it was extinguished.

Then, I heard a strange cry behind me, and I looked back, and found that the black cat was bowing its body, and it was about to pounce.I took a few steps back in fright, bumped into something behind me, and almost threw the flower pot in my hand away.

The people behind me helped me hold the flower pot, and a familiar figure stepped out, it was my third uncle who came out one step ahead of me.

I opened my mouth to say something, but the third uncle hissed at me, turned around and led me around a few turns, and came to an open field.

The open space should be in the center of the residential area, surrounded by houses scattered far and near.

"It's dangerous, it's dangerous." The third uncle let out a sigh of relief, and kept wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"Damn it. Can I talk now?" I felt relieved, as if I had narrowly escaped death.The atmosphere in the room has been so oppressive that I can't breathe. If I don't come out, and I won't be harmed by the ghost, I'm afraid I will collapse.

The third uncle nodded: "I didn't expect that ghost baby to possess a black cat..."

I was taken aback: "You mean, that black cat is the baby that died?"

"That's right. The black cat has been guarding the Meditara plant. We are wearing shrouds and holding the soul-shouling incense. The ghost babies can't find us. But the black cat is different, it has a very strong sense of smell and vision .Although it can't determine our location, it can feel our presence. When I lifted the Murdara, it rushed over."

I sneered and said: "So you asked me to carry this flower for you, so that you can attract that cat to me. Third Uncle, I really want to praise you from the bottom of my heart, you are really hurt..."

The third uncle's face turned red and turned white: "Isn't this... a plan to divert the tiger away from the mountain because I had to come up with it to save you?"

I waved my hand: "Of course I know it's to save me, otherwise I could talk to you so well? Why did the lanugo in the doll lead the cat over?"

The third uncle explained: "I said before that I made that puppet to attract confinement ghosts. The lanugo is brought out from the mother's womb by humans. It is the most popular and purest. I burned the lanugo, and the black cat thought If someone exposed himself, he would rush over to check, and we used this opportunity to escape. But this trick can only be used once, but fortunately, we successfully got the potted flower out."

The two of us squatted around the Madura plant, and I asked, "What should I do with this flower?"

The third uncle looked up at the moon, didn't say anything, just took out a wine bottle from the bag he was carrying and put it on the ground, and took out a broken bowl.

I asked in surprise: "What's wrong, third uncle, you still want to drink a few sips at this time?"

The third uncle glared at me: "Drink you big-headed ghost. Take a good look at what's in that bottle."

I brought the bottle over, and in the moonlight I saw that the bottle was full of red liquid.

"Okay, third uncle, don't drink white ones, drink red ones instead? When did you become so tasteful?"

The third uncle snatched the wine bottle: "Is there any energy? Is this really wine? This is blood..."

(End of this chapter)