The years of reselling the haunted house

Chapter 22 ghost tiptoe

At this time, the three flashlights of Uncle San, me, and Liang Yue, who rushed up after me, shone on the person who jumped off the building at the same time.

The beams intertwined, and Qi Qi illuminated the person's face.

Only then did I realize that the man was standing on the crenel of the low wall with his back to us.But on his head, there was actually a face reflected.

In other words, his head was turned 180 degrees, twisted around.

This horrifying scene came too fast, and before we had time to react, his body fell downstairs.

The third uncle rushed to the front. When he saw this scene, he stopped abruptly and watched the strange man disappear from the roof.

I ran over and asked third uncle out of breath: "Third uncle, you...you see that... that person's face..."

The third uncle nodded solemnly, but did not speak.

At this time, Liang Yue also ran over. She looked worse than me, her face was pale, and she was sweating.

I snorted coldly: "I told you not to come, you have to come, are you scared?"

Liang Yue waved her hand: "No. I...I know that person...but he..."

The third uncle turned to her and asked, "Who is it?"

"It's an owner of this shopping mall, a dealer of a big sports brand, named Chen Wanli, but he...but he..."

I asked anxiously, "What's the matter? You're too scared to say anything?"

Liang Yue glared at me and continued, "But he died last month..."

"What?" Third Uncle and I were startled at the same time, looking at Liang Yue together.

Liang Yue stabilized her mind and nodded resolutely: "Yes, I'm not mistaken, it's that face, he is indeed dead. He jumped from this upstairs."

I pointed to the place where I jumped off the building: "But what's going on here? Is it fun to jump off the building twice by yourself?"

Liang Yue said impatiently: "How do I know this? I should ask you this. Ah, could it be that the person who just jumped off the building was not a human being, but Chen Wanli's..."

Liang Yue didn't dare to say the word ghost. Liang Yue, who seemed to be fearless in everything, only showed a little fear at this moment.

I asked the third uncle: "Someone jumped off the building again, do you want to call the police?"

The third uncle waved his hand: "I jumped off such a high building, and there was no movement at all. It shouldn't be true..."

The third uncle said, playing with the compass in his hand.The pointer on the compass is still turning, without a clear direction.

I leaned over and asked, "Third Uncle, is this thing good?"

The third uncle said: "Of course it works. This thing is specially made by my master. I have used it countless times and it has been tried and tested. The existence of ghosts can change the magnetic field of a place. According to this principle, the position pointed by the pointer of the compass is It should be the place where ghosts gather more, that is, the place with the heaviest yin energy."

"Then why is it spinning all the time today?"

The third uncle shook his head: "There are two possibilities. As I said, this place is easy to attract ghosts wandering around because it is painted red outside. One possibility is that there are ghosts everywhere now..."

When we said this, Liang Yue and I shivered at the same time, and looked around subconsciously.

When our eyes met, we glared at each other at the same time, then turned back.

The third uncle continued to talk about his possibility: "Another possibility is that this compass is flat, and the pointer points are also flat. That is to say, if the position of the ghost is above or below the compass, then start It doesn't work anymore."

I questioned: "That's not right, Uncle San. When we were on the first floor, didn't the pointer on the compass keep turning? When we reach the top floor, the pointer is still turning."

The third uncle interrupted and said: "And when I was in the elevator, I noticed that the pointer still hasn't stopped."

I said to myself: "That's strange, is this ghost in the sky or underground?"

This sentence made the third uncle's eyes light up, and he hurriedly asked Liang Yue: "Assistant Liang, is there a basement in this building?"

Liang Yue nodded: "Yes. It turned out to be the underground parking lot and the warehouses of some businesses. But since the accident happened here, the basement has been closed."

The third uncle asked: "What does the accident have to do with the basement? Why is it closed?"

Liang Yue thought for a while and said: "It's because after the accident, we once invited a mage. He said that the evil spirit underground is relatively heavy and must be sealed, otherwise the evil spirit will easily rise up and cause even bigger troubles. Anyway, the evil spirit in the basement Most of the warehouses are also idle, and the business is sluggish, and there are not many cars coming, so the basement is simply sealed."

Speaking of this, I suddenly remembered the feeling when I was standing in the lobby on the first floor.

I hurriedly said to my third uncle: "When I was standing on the first floor, I felt a cold current coming from the ground under my feet. It's just that I'm not sure, so I didn't tell you."

The third uncle nodded and was about to speak.

At this time, the sound of the flute that had just stopped came again.

The sound of the flute is still so melancholy, like weeping and complaining, which makes people weep unavoidably and suddenly feel sad.The sound of the flute seems to express a variety of emotions, such as nostalgia for hometown, helplessness for reality, nostalgia for lover, and expectation for relatives...

Even though I am a layman in music, I still feel like weeping when I hear this song.

As I listened to it, I couldn't help being fascinated, and went around to find the source of this song.

The tune seemed to be coming from the ground, I turned and walked towards the edge of the building.

Suddenly my head was slapped by my third uncle, my head buzzed and I realized it.It's too risky, if it wasn't for Third Uncle, I'm afraid I would...

The consequences could be disastrous.While I was in a daze, I suddenly saw Liang Yue walking towards the building without making a sound.I found that her body was straight without any shaking.The two legs move forward in turn.

What's even weirder is that I noticed that Liang Yue's two feet were walking on tiptoes.

That is, her heels are raised and she walks on her toes only.

Liang Yue walked very slowly. The third uncle saw that it was not good, and rushed over again, using all his energy to slap Liang Yue's head, which is the Baihui acupoint.

This trick was very effective, just to see Liang Yue's body trembled, and his heels fell.

At this time, she was less than two meters away from the edge of the building.

Liang Yue woke up like a dream, and looked at Third Uncle blankly. ...

Seeing Liang Yue's appearance, it was like a completely different person.And she herself doesn't seem to know anything, which is similar to the feeling I had just now.

I glanced at the third uncle, and the third uncle waved his hand: "You were in the same situation as Assistant Liang just now."

I pointed to Liang Yue's feet: "What's the matter with walking on tiptoes?"

The third uncle explained: "It is said that ghosts walk like this. Look at that appearance, does it look like two people are standing close together, the heel of the person in front is stepping on the foot of the person behind. Two people together Walking forward, the people in front seem to be tiptoeing."

"Ah? In other words, there was someone behind Liang Yue and me just now...we walked forward on his feet..."

After I finished speaking, I was taken aback by my own statement.There is no one behind us, is it a ghost?Are we walking on the feet of ghosts?Or in other words, we were sent step by step by ghosts?

Did those people who jumped off the building encounter the same situation as us?

Liang Yue still didn't quite understand, so I briefly explained what happened to her just now.She herself was in disbelief when she heard it.

The third uncle waved his hand: "Okay, don't guess. You listen to the sound of the flute and it hasn't stopped. Let's go to the basement first."

At this time, the melancholy and moving sound of the flute seems to have passed a certain level and began to become unrestrained. It seems that all horses are silent, and it seems to express the grand scene of the Yellow River rushing.

If it wasn't for this occasion, I would even applaud violently and show respect.

But now, hearing this, apart from making myself more frightened, it won't bring anything.The sound of this flute is poisonous, just now Liang Yue and I were poisoned to varying degrees.If it wasn't for third uncle, something might have happened now.

I told Liang Yue what happened just now, and Liang Yue was also stunned.

Uncle San waved his hand and led us out from the passageway on the roof, saying as he walked, "It seems that the sound of the flute is the culprit."

Liang Yue said: "I've never heard that our place has anything to do with the flute. How could there be such an evil flute sound suddenly? Could it be Uncle Xiao who played the flute?"

Our moods were all made extremely heavy by the sound of the flute.At the same time, they all became paranoid, as if anyone but the three of us could have played the flute.

The third uncle walked in front with a flashlight, and Liang Yue followed behind.

We came down from the roof, went down the stairs, and reached the No.11 floor, which was still a short distance from the elevator entrance.

As I was walking, I suddenly felt someone put my shoulders on my shoulders.

Behind me was Liang Yue. I was amused, and without turning my head, I said softly, "What's wrong? Assistant Liang, do you finally know how to be afraid now?"

There was no response after that.

I went on to say: "Are you scared? If you are afraid, you can walk in front of me. Your palms are so scared, do you know that?"

I was talking here when I saw Liang Yue coming up from my right, and gave me a contemptuous look: "What are you muttering all by yourself?"

"I..." I was startled, Liang Yue was walking on my right, and both hands were beside me, whose hand was on my shoulder?
Thinking that my shoulder is missing a yang fire, my third uncle said that it is most likely to be used by ghosts.

I got chills down my spine and got goosebumps all over my body.

I didn't dare to make too much movement, I just turned my head slightly to the left, and glanced at my left shoulder from the corner of my eye.

It didn't matter, I saw a pale hand resting on my shoulder.It couldn't be the hand of a living person, because the color didn't have any blood color, and it wasn't normal skin at all.

At this time, I couldn't control the fear in my heart anymore, and I couldn't control anything else. I stretched out my right hand and slammed the hand on my shoulder, and let out a scream at the same time.

"Ah... ghost... ghost... ah..." The scream echoed in the corridor.

(End of this chapter)