The years of reselling the haunted house

Chapter 498
Pang Dahai said: "Stop guessing here, go in and have a look and you'll know."

I took a look at Pang Dahai, this guy didn't enter this house last time, and what happened inside was also told by my uncle and me later.He has always been interested in this house, and this time he really wanted to go in and find out.

Third Uncle raised his voice and shouted again.There was still no answer.

The third uncle's face was a bit ugly, he looked back at us and nodded: "Let's go, go in and have a look, be careful."

I asked, "Do you want to keep the soul gong outside?"

The third uncle looked at the sky and shook his head: "No, it's okay at this time. Take good time, fast in and fast out."

The third uncle gently pushed the door open, and the cold breath inside came out through the crack of the door again.

The three of us walked into the old house one by one.My third uncle and I came in once, and the structure and layout of the house is not complicated.Along a long corridor, it was business as usual in the bathroom and kitchen.I tried to twist the faucet, but water still flowed out of it.

We walked along the corridor to the living room. Although it was daytime, the light in the room was still very dark.But it’s much better than when you come in at night. You can see everything in the room with almost no other lighting.

I first looked at the ancient painting hanging on the wall.After many days, the ancient painting is still hanging high.

Fatty saw the ancient painting and wanted to go over to take a look, but I pulled him back.The mystery in that ancient painting is very big, before you figure it out, it's better to touch it less and look at it less.

Who knew that when I went to pull the fat man, I unexpectedly discovered that there was something extra under the painting.

The room was originally very clean, the ground was cleaned up, and there was no debris at all.

When I first came in, I didn't notice the reason for the light.As he got closer, he realized that there was a dark object that had been placed on the floor.

I walked two steps closer, and finally saw that thing clearly, it was an umbrella.A black oil-paper umbrella.

"Isn't this the umbrella of Fatty Bai?" I was surprised, and picked up the umbrella.And with a bang subconsciously, it opened.

While I was holding the umbrella, I heard the third uncle shout: "Don't hold that umbrella."

But it was too late for me to react, and the umbrella was opened in the room at the same time as the third uncle shouted.

The outside of the umbrella is black, and the inside is red, the color is that creepy blood red.At that time, I didn't know what kind of paint this fat white man painted on it. How could it have such a scary red color?
As soon as I opened the soul-covering umbrella in my hand, I found that the surface of the umbrella had leaked seven or eight holes.Along the hole, you can see the outside of the umbrella.

Not only that, a red liquid began to drip down from the inside of the umbrella.

Before I could react, the red liquid quickly dripped onto my body.My head was dizzy for a while, and my eyes were filled with blood red, and I couldn't see anything.

At this time, a pair of big hands stretched out from behind me, grabbed the umbrella, and closed it with a snap.

The blood red in front of my eyes disappeared, but there were still red light spots flickering for a long time before disappearing slowly.

I rubbed my eyes and found that the fat man looked at me in horror.The third uncle took the umbrella and kept wiping the cold sweat from his head.

I realized that something must have happened to me just now, and subconsciously wiped my face with my hands.The red liquid dripping from the umbrella was also all over his face.

I've been calling it red liquid in my mind, I don't want to mention that word.But in fact, this thing is blood, and I also smelled a bloody smell at this time, and the blood dripping from the umbrella covered me all over.

"Third Uncle, what's the matter?" I took a paper towel handed over by the fat man, and wiped my face vigorously.But that strong smell of blood will not go away for a while.

"It seems that something really happened to Lao Bai. The blood in this soul-cloaking umbrella is his own. He has been using his own blood to nourish this umbrella in the hospital, so that he can leave the hospital through this umbrella. This should be It is also a kind of spell in Lumen, I think his body has become so white, even a little translucent, it should be related to using a lot of his own blood." The third uncle said.

I thought for a while, and quickly asked: "No, third uncle, didn't you say that if he killed Pete Yang, the Yin Division would not find him again? Why did he still make such an umbrella for himself? "

The third uncle shook his head: "It seems that my judgment was wrong, and even Lao Bai himself was wrong. Although he knew that Pete Yang was dead, he was not sure whether he died from his own victory-satisfaction technique, and he has been I haven't found Yang Pitt's soul yet, because Yang Pitt's soul is in that ancient painting. That's why he ventured out of the mental hospital and used us to come to this house. At the beginning, he also thought that he could avoid the stalking of the underworld. He wanted us to help him obtain the bridge spirit to complete the last step of his complete safety. But who knows, he missed his fate, and he still couldn't escape his fate. It seems that after learning Yinwen, he can only be There is a dead end..."

I looked at the oil-paper umbrella in the third uncle's hand, and felt the strangeness of this umbrella for the first time.The red inside turned out to be cultivated with the blood of the fat man.

I asked, "What about the fat man?"

The third uncle shook his head: "It's more ominous than good, the umbrella surface of this umbrella has been damaged, and the blood film inside has been broken, it seems that Fatty Bai is probably... This room is not big, I guess Fatty Bai should still be in this room Here, let's not separate, let's search together, you two don't look around, just follow behind me."

With that said, Uncle San turned around and led us to the two rooms in the living room.

It was the first time Pang Dahai came in, he was stupid and bold, he didn't care about anything, he found the painting on the wall, and took a few glances at it.I quickly stopped him and followed my third uncle down.

In the room where the murder took place, the white human silhouettes on the ground and on the bed were still there, and no one was there from the beginning to the end.And the door of the vaulted tomb was still closed.

When we came to the door, I knew very well that if Fatty Bai was still in this old house, there was a high possibility that he was in this room.Because there are inscriptions written inside this vaulted tomb house, whether it is the structure of the house or the inscriptions on the wall, it shows that it is different.

The third uncle took a deep breath, I know how he feels.The last time I was here, my third uncle became abnormal because he read the inscription.Almost got stuck in the painting and couldn't get out.

The third uncle said in a low voice: "After entering, you must not read the writing on the wall. If you find anything unusual about me, use the Dragon Subduing Wooden Sword to stab me at the shoulder blade on the back."

(End of this chapter)