The years of reselling the haunted house

Chapter 178

I nodded, although that Qiaomei is a lunatic, but I always feel that there should be some reason for what she said.Otherwise, how could she say "two more" came?
But I couldn't get an answer from Xue Shouwen, so I gave up the idea of ​​asking.

Putting aside the matter of that crazy girl, I suddenly thought of that old willow tree.But I was entangled by that tree vine, what happened to the red pocket on the willow tree?
When I first came here, two strange things happened, and I really wanted to find out.

But after Xue Shouwen finished talking about Qiaomei, he was obviously a little sleepy.He yawned and said: "You two just came here, you must be tired all the way. There is nothing interesting in our place at night. Go upstairs and rest early. I will take you around tomorrow. Our side The mountains and rivers are beautiful."

Pang Dahai was very interested, and wanted to ask something else, so I winked at him, said hello to Xue Shouwen, and went up to the second floor of the earth building.

When I was about to open the wooden door of the room, Xue Shouwen stood downstairs and shouted at us: "The lights are not lit in the village at night. It's okay. Don't come out."

After finishing speaking, he also put his hands behind his back, went back to his room, and closed the wooden door with a bang.

His room is on the first floor. When we had tea and dinner just now, there was a dim light bulb above our heads.I noticed that the light bulb was wrapped in a piece of cloth, so the light was very dim.

After Xue Shouwen entered the room, the light bulb also went out.There was a dead silence all around, only the moonlight poured on the courtyard of Xue Shouwen's earthen building.It illuminates the ground of the yard in a state of absolute whiteness.

A gust of night wind blew by, and I couldn't help shivering.Busily dragged Pang Dahai back to our own room.

The room was not lit. We used our mobile phone to light it, and found that the furnishings inside were very simple, with two bamboo beds and a set of tables and chairs.

Pang Haihai lay down on the bed, the bamboo bed creaked and almost collapsed.

I cursed: "You take it easy."

Fat Dahai yawned: "Hey, I wanted to ask the old man what happened to that big willow tree just now, why didn't you let me ask?"

I also took off my coat, put it on the bed, and said, "It's not that I don't want to ask, he obviously doesn't want to talk anymore, didn't you see it? Maybe it was too late and he was sleepy. We also had a day's journey , I'm really tired, let's talk about it tomorrow..."

Before I finished speaking, Pang Dahai started snoring.

I can't laugh or cry, this guy sleeps too fast, doesn't even have any buffer?
I was lying on the bed too, thinking wildly in my head.The experience of the past few days is really unbearable when I think about it.Originally, in order to destroy a haunted house in Shenzhen, unexpectedly, within a few days, he went to Aojiazhai, which is thousands of miles away.

Although I haven't touched anything substantive here, my intuition tells me that the situation here is not simple at all.If not done well, it may be even more dangerous than the previous experiences.

Maybe I was really tired too, and I fell asleep in a daze amidst the fat man's deafening snoring.

It's just that I had something on my mind, and I didn't sleep well.My mind seemed to be still on the side of the big willow tree, and there seemed to be some voice lingering in my ears.

I tried my best to get rid of distracting thoughts, trying to hear the voice clearly, but the voice was vague, sometimes clear, and sometimes far away.

At this moment, I heard a creaking sound, which seemed to come from downstairs.

I shivered a little, and finally got out of the half-dream and half-awake state. This is not the voice in my dream.It's very cold in this earthen building at night, but I found that my forehead was covered with sweat.

I could tell it sounded like a door knocking downstairs.Then I heard footsteps and walked from the yard to the second floor.

Will it be Xue Shouwen?You don't sleep in the middle of the night, what are you doing in our room?
My previous experience made me a little more vigilant after I got here.I hastily pulled out the mahogany sword, held it tightly in my hand, and listened carefully to the movement outside.

The footsteps really came towards our room, and stopped at the door.

The fat man was heartless, and his snoring was still ringing.

I suddenly felt that my state was wrong, so I went back to the bed and increased my breathing, as if I was still sleeping.

The sound of footsteps stayed for a few minutes without any movement, as if we were listening to our voice again to judge if we were asleep?
"Li Yang, Dahai, are you asleep?"

Sure enough, it was Xue Shouwen's voice. We didn't tell Xue Shouwen's name, but Xue Quangui knew it.It seems that Xue Quangui has already told Xue Shouwen our names.

This Xue Shouwen didn't seem to really want to call us, but to test us.

I held back my silence and continued to pretend to be asleep.

After Xue Shouwen yelled twice, he left lightly.

My heart is full of doubts, what does Xue Shouwen want to do?I thought he was a hospitable old man who treated us well.Did he have some secrets that he didn't tell us?
Xue Shouwen quickly went down to the yard, and I tiptoed to the door, and gently pushed the door open a crack.

Thankfully, although the door was old, it didn't make any sound when it was pushed open.I looked out through the crack of the door, condescending, and I could see everything in the yard clearly. A figure was holding a lantern in the yard, and he had already reached the gate.

As the door opened, the sound I had heard while half asleep became more real.

It seems to be coming from the street, listening to the sound of blowing and beating, it seems to be the sound of gongs, drums and suona.

I hurried over to push Pang Haihai, this guy slept like a dead pig.I pinched his fat waist hard, and the guy woke up in a jerk, and opened his mouth to shout. I hurriedly covered his mouth with my hand, and whispered: "Don't shout, it's me."

Pang Dahai woke up completely, but for some unknown reason, he stared at me.

I gently let go of my hand, and he asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

I pointed out the door: "Listen."

Pang Dahai jumped to the ground, went to the door with me, and looked out through the crack of the door.

At this time, Xue Shouwen in the yard had disappeared, but the sound of blowing and beating on the street was still there, but it seemed to have passed Xue Shouwen's door and went to a distance.

"What the hell is this?" Pang Dahai asked.

"Do you sound like the sound of blowing and blowing when you marry a daughter-in-law?" I replied.

Pang Haihai looked at me like he was looking at a monster: "Are you sick? Is there anyone who gets married in the middle of the night?"

"Nonsense, am I just guessing? Tell me, does it sound like it?"

Pang Dahai nodded: "It does look alike, is it that the customs in Aojiazhai are different from ours, and it is popular to marry a wife in the middle of the night?"

I shook my head: "Nonsense. It's impossible to marry a wife in the middle of the night under any custom. It's so unlucky."

(End of this chapter)