The years of reselling the haunted house

Chapter 280

Zhong Xianhai stood alone among the broken bark and branches.

His two legs couldn't support the weight of his whole body. At this moment, he was almost half-squatting and half-sitting, with a calm expression on his face, as if everything that happened around him had nothing to do with him.

Ma Di shook his head, with tears in his eyes: "Teacher, why are you doing this?"

There was a smile on Zhong Xianhai's face, and this smile was obviously from the heart.Because we saw his smiling face, we almost forgot the horror before.This kind of smile can only appear on the face of a loving and righteous person.

Zhong Xianhai held up two things with both hands, and Ma Su took them with trembling hands, and handed them over to the third uncle without even looking at them.

Of the two things I noticed, one of them was an old book almost the same color as the bark of a tree.The other is a fruit, which is also blood-red in color, and looks a bit like a dragon fruit.

The third uncle's eyes lit up, and he put the two things away carefully.

At this time, Zhong Xianhai's expression was relaxed, as if he had shaken off a shackle that had imprisoned his body for many years.This kind of ease is his expression from the inside out, and it is the ease that can be felt by others.

He let out a burst of laughter.Uncle San's flashlight shone on his face, and we could clearly see that his face was changing.

At this time, his face was yellow, how to say the color, like the withered and yellow leaves in autumn.

Ma Di burst into tears, and tightly held Zhong Xianhai's hand with both hands.

Zhong Xianhai kept smiling all the time, and not long after, he slowly closed his eyes, and his head tilted down as soon as he sank.

"Teacher..." Ma Di screamed, knelt down on both knees, and supported Zhong Xianhai's head.

Zhong Xianhai's eyes were closed tightly, apparently dead.

Although I didn't have any actual contact with Zhong Xianhai, and I was attacked by him several times in this place.But at this time, I don't even have any hatred for him.Judging from Ma Di's reaction, this should be a respectable person.What he did before he died already speaks for itself.

The third uncle looked at the ruins in front of him and sighed: "Why does it always end in this way?"

With the destruction of the blood mulberry tree, the vines on the tree also withered.The vines growing on Zhong Xianhai's body were also broken.Ma Di went over, trying to hug Zhong Xianhai, tried several times, but failed.

Since Zhong Xianhai's body was no different from a tree trunk, it shouldn't be light.In addition, Ma Di himself is also old and lacks strength.Ma Di was sweating profusely.

I hurried over and patted Ma Di on the shoulder: "Old Ma, let me come..."

Ma Su glanced at me and said thank you.

I nodded and bent down to embrace Zhong Xianhai.Although Zhong Xianhai was physically deformed, he was very heavy, completely exceeding the weight of a normal person.With the help of Ma Su and Sanshu, I finally moved Zhong Xianhai onto my back, and I staggered out of the room with him on my back.

I asked Ma Di where to send Zhong Xianhai, and Ma Di said without hesitation to send him back to his office.

So my third uncle and I sent Zhong Xianhai's body to Ma Su's office.Considering Ma Di's mood at this moment, it's not easy for us to ask him how he wants to deal with Zhong Xianhai, let alone about Zhong Xianhai and the blood mulberry tree. We have to wait until his mood has stabilized a bit.

When my third uncle and I were about to leave, Ma Di told us that the hotel could deal with the aftermath, and no one should come to ask about the tree.

The third uncle nodded, and led me away from Ma Di's place.On the way back, I asked my third uncle: "Is this really the end of the matter? Then a strange tree and a weird person like Zhong Xianhai just disappeared. Is it true that no one cares about it?"

The third uncle said: "It should be like this. There are only two groups of people who know the blood mulberry tree and Zhong Xianhai. One is the so-called upper-class people, that is, people who we tried to find out but no one dared to tell. I guess Zhong Xianhai must know the inside story." , he also told Ma Di, so since Ma Di said that no one will come to ask, he should be sure. The other group of people is the Fire Soul Group. But their goal should be the two things Zhong Xianhai gave us. They If they want to come, they should come to us. So they don't care about the tree issue anymore. Therefore, from a comprehensive analysis, the hotel issue, on the surface, should be resolved."

After listening to the third uncle's analysis, I let out a sigh of relief. Although many things are still kept in the dark, the hotel matter has been resolved after all.A stone that weighed on my heart was also lifted.

We left Ma Su and went back to the hotel.

The first thing we did when we got back to the hotel was third uncle took out the two things that Zhong Xianhai gave us.

These two things are very important.People from the Huohun group came to snatch it several times, and even took the dull head purple.And Zhong Xianhai tried his best to protect it, so that after the things were taken out, he himself died.Around these two things, many lives have been lost.

My intuition tells me that these two things are closely related to Zhong Xianhai's life.In other words, once this thing was taken out, Zhong Xianhai would surely die.Otherwise, Ma Di would not have had such a big reaction at the time.

A book, a fruit.

Just put it on the table in the hotel.

The third uncle first opened the book, the book looked antique, but probably due to age and preservation, the book has been seriously faded, the cover was dyed the color of bark, and the pages in the middle were also stained. It has turned yellow, and there are still many pages left.

This is not beyond our expectation, because this kind of ancient books, except for those that were discovered in time and collected by museums, those that are handed down among the people generally look like this.But to our surprise, when we opened the book, we found that there were no words or pictures in it, it was just a blank book.

We read that book over and over several times, but still didn't find any important content in that book.This is completely a wordless book. I really don't understand why the people in the Huohun team worked so hard to get it.

The third uncle threw the booklet on the table and said: "This book is useless. Could it be that this group of people is not interested in this book, but in this fruit?"

We took a closer look at the fruit that looked like a dragon fruit, and there seemed to be nothing unusual about it.

I took a fruit knife and asked Uncle San if he wanted to cut open the fruit and have a look.The third uncle glared: "Don't mess around, put these two things away first, and ask the old horse head when the time comes."

I nodded. Zhong Xianhai should have explained these two things to Ma Di. It seems that the answer can only be obtained from Ma Di.

We first slept in the hotel for a day and a night. On the third day, my third uncle went to the monastery to invite a group of monks to the hotel to perform a relatively large ceremony to save the wandering ghosts wandering in the hotel. .

Among these ghosts were Jiang Wenxue and A Ying.

I found that since my third uncle went to a monastery to bathe in scriptures, he has believed in some things in Buddhism. This time, he specially invited some eminent Buddhist monks to save wandering souls.

And after the incident, the third uncle donated a lot of incense money to the temple, after all, he did not trouble the people in the temple.

(End of this chapter)