The years of reselling the haunted house

Chapter 5 Falling Bodhisattva

"It's me." Just when I subconsciously wanted to turn around and run away, the third uncle's voice came over in time.

"Fuck, I said third uncle, why didn't you say anything when you came back, did you scare me to death?" I complained in a low voice.

"I thought of something just now, and I didn't have time to tell you." The third uncle explained briefly and got up from the bed.

"What came to mind?" I asked.

"Come here, lie down on this bed." The third uncle waved to me.

Then I found a candle burning on the floor of the house.The flickering light I saw should have come from this candle.

I didn't know why, so I lay flat on the wooden bed as promised.

"Li Yang, you said that the homeless man who died here, if he slept, which bed would he sleep in?" Third Uncle suddenly asked.

When I lay down according to my third uncle's order, I didn't think much about it.Hearing Uncle San's question, I was shocked.

According to normal logic, homeless people live in this small building only for their safety, and there should be no need to live on the second floor, so they will definitely choose to live in a room on this floor for convenience.

In other words, the homeless man may have died on this bed.

After thinking about this, I jumped up from the bed: "Fuck, third uncle, what do you mean? Why do you want me to lie on this dead man's bed?"

The third uncle curled his lips: "Look at your death, it's just a dead person, why are you so excited? Life and death are just two states of life in the world. Is the dead so terrible?"

I waved my hand: "Stop talking nonsense, tell me, what did you find?"

The third uncle pointed to the bed: "So I let you lie down..."

Seeing my third uncle's mysterious look, I took courage and lay down again.

Uncle San pointed to the cabinet opposite, and blew out the candle with a puff.The room was plunged into darkness again.

Only then did I realize that after lying on this bed, I happened to be facing that cabinet, and my eyes just happened to look there.

I understood what Uncle San meant. The homeless man was lying on the bed, and the first thing he saw was this cabinet.If there is any accident, it should also be caused by this cabinet.Uncle San must have thought of this suddenly and found it here, trying to figure out what was in the cabinet.

The third uncle held up the flashlight, looked at me, walked to the front of the cabinet, and reached out to hold the handle of the cabinet.

I held my breath, and saw Uncle San yank open the door of the cabinet.

Our two flashlights shone at the same time, and a strange scene suddenly appeared in the cabinet.

Inside the cabinet, there is a statue of a god, only the size of a mineral water bottle.The face of the statue is not as compassionate as the Bodhisattva in the temple, but has an evil appearance, which is somewhat similar to the Vajra in the temple. The statue also holds a round burden in its hand.

What's even more weird is that there is a rope hanging around the neck of the statue.The idol was hung in a cabinet.

Originally, the god statue had a bad face, but it looked even more eerie when it was hung by the rope.

My scalp felt numb, and I hurriedly asked, "Third... Third Uncle, what's going on? How can there be someone who enshrines a god statue and then hangs someone up?"

The third uncle didn't seem to have expected this to happen either. He had a puzzled look on his face, and approached the statue with a flashlight to examine it carefully.

After watching for a long time, the third uncle muttered, "This... seems to be Luo Bodhisattva."

"Falling Bodhisattva? What kind of Bodhisattva is that? Why does it have this face?"

"This kind of Bodhisattva originated from ancient India, and was later introduced to the ancient Western Regions. The name of Luo Bodhisattva is the name after it was introduced into our country. Because the people who enshrine this kind of Bodhisattva are not praying for peace and wealth, but..."

The third uncle's explanation surprised me, so I couldn't help interjecting: "Worshiping the Bodhisattva is not praying for peace and prosperity? Then what is the purpose of offering him?"

"Of course there is a reason for enshrining. Each family has its own difficulties. For example, some women are pregnant with a child. But due to various reasons, they cannot give birth to the child. But it is not convenient to go to the hospital, so they will enshrine this poor family. Bodhisattva, burn incense and pray every day, after 21 days, you will have a successful abortion."

After listening to the third uncle's explanation, I suddenly came to my senses: "Ah... This fallen Bodhisattva is enshrined by Li Ximei? Does she want to have an abortion? Then all the fallen Bodhisattvas are hung with ropes?"

The third uncle smiled bitterly: "How is this possible? I didn't even think about it?"

I nodded: "I understand. This Li Ximei should have failed to enshrine the Fallen Bodhisattva, and she has never had an abortion. So she vented her anger on the Fallen Bodhisattva and hung him up."

The third uncle suddenly realized: "Why didn't I think of such a simple truth, or you have a crazy brain. It must be the case. It was Li Ximei who hung up this Bodhisattva. But this is still a Bodhisattva anyway." , it was inappropriate for her to do so, and she was punished as expected."

I nodded and asked, "The homeless man was frightened to death because he saw the fallen Bodhisattva? Isn't that impossible?"

Uncle San waved his hand, shone a flashlight in, observed carefully, and suddenly said, "No."

I hurried over and saw the clue.

The rope that hangs the Bodhisattva is red, and it is soaked in blood.

I was shocked: "Blood, where... where did it come from?"

The third uncle said: "Above, it seems to have come down from upstairs. The rope looks like it was also tied from upstairs. Yangzi, you stay guard in this room. I will go upstairs to see if there is any movement, just let me know." Make a phone call."

"Ah... third uncle, shall I go with you?"

"Yangzi. Now this house is a bit unexpected. If there is a problem, it is likely to be on the second floor. The first floor is relatively the safest place. In addition, if I find the source of the blood upstairs, you I still need to see if there is any change in this Luo Bodhisattva down below. Wait until I send you a message, and if it’s all right, you can go upstairs again.”

I had no choice but to come down and continue to stay in this room.

Before the third uncle left, he told me that if there was an emergency, throw the doll out for self-protection.

After speaking, Third Uncle walked out of the room holding the flashlight.Then the sound of treading footsteps came from the direction of the stairs.

Looking at the strange falling Bodhisattva, the more I looked at it, the more panicked I became.Thinking that someone died on that bed, I was even more restless in this room.

I walked to the door, squatted down, and listened carefully to the movement outside.

I heard the footsteps of my third uncle, walking from the stairs to the middle of the floor, and at the same time there were two coughs.

The sound of the third uncle's footsteps was sometimes urgent and sometimes slow. It seemed that the third uncle was checking in the room on the second floor.

About ten minutes later, Third Uncle's footsteps disappeared without any warning.

I thought Uncle San had discovered something, but after waiting for five or six minutes, I still didn't hear his footsteps.There was a dead silence in the room.

My heart suddenly rose to my throat, and I hurriedly took out my mobile phone to call my third uncle to ask.

But when I got through the phone, there was a buzzing sound from the other end of the phone.

I was so anxious that I didn't care about anything else, so I yelled upstairs: "Uncle San, are you there?"

My shouts echoed in the empty house.

But there was no response from the third uncle.

I finally lost my composure, and walked out of the room with a flashlight in hand, ready to go upstairs to find my third uncle.

Just as I was about to go up the stairs, there was a loud noise from upstairs.

The sound came so suddenly that I was so scared that I almost sat on the ground.The sound sounded like the sound of something collapsing.

Immediately afterwards, the third uncle's voice came from upstairs: "Li Yang, run quickly..."

Hearing this sound, I broke out in a cold sweat.Because I heard that the tone of Uncle San's voice had changed, it was the kind of voice that broke his throat.Uncle San must have seen something terrible before he shouted.

Hearing Uncle San's warning, I subconsciously rushed up the stairs, trying to save Uncle San.

Then the third uncle said again: "Yangzi leave me alone, run... run out... don't look back."

At this time, a gust of wind came from the second floor, and the wind blew on my body, blowing off the layer of cold sweat on my body.The cold wind seemed to be able to penetrate through my pores, and my whole body was about to freeze.

I quickly turned around and ran downstairs desperately.I understand this, if my body froze, not only would I not be able to save Third Uncle, but I would also have to explain myself here.

As I ran down the stairs, I felt the dark wind continue to blow from behind me.The third uncle didn't make any more sound.

I had an ominous premonition, and ran to the living room on the first floor, ready to rush out.

But when I ran to the door, I found that the door that was originally open had been closed at some point.

I remember that I followed Uncle San into the door, and I didn't close the door. Who closed the door?
I didn't bother to think about it, and rushed to pull the door.

As a result, I pulled hard, and the door didn't move at all, as if it was welded.

Just then, light footsteps came from behind me.

Listening to the footsteps, it was definitely not from my third uncle.As the footsteps approached, the cold air became more intense.I was surrounded by more and more Yin Qi.

I heard the footsteps and wanted to look back.But thinking about Uncle San's words, don't look back, and still went to pull the door desperately.

The footsteps came all the way behind me and stopped.

Judging from experience, there is a person standing behind me now, or a ghost.

Thinking of this, my back became even colder, and I felt uncomfortable all over.

Suddenly, I felt my left shoulder sink, as if someone behind me put a hand on my shoulder.

"Ah..." I was so nervous that I couldn't help but let out a loud cry.

This scream reminded me of the puppet in my waist, which was the only thing my third uncle gave me to save my life.

I hastily pulled the puppet out of my waist, spit on it, and threw it behind me.

This trick really worked, as the puppet was thrown out, I felt a light on my shoulder, and at the same time I exerted force again, and opened the door all at once.

(End of this chapter)