The years of reselling the haunted house

Chapter 8 Madara

At this time, Guozai came over with a large kettle to refill the water for us.

He found that the third uncle was staring at the paper, curious, so he also lowered his head to look at the paper.

This is also human nature, and everyone has curiosity.Unexpectedly, Guozai looked at it for a while, and suddenly pointed to the iron bowl on the paper and said, "This...have you seen this thing before?"

The third uncle was shocked, looked up at Guozai, and asked, "What? You know this thing?"

Guozai nodded: "It happened a few years ago, but I have a deep impression. I shouldn't remember it wrong."

The third uncle hurriedly pulled Guozi back, sat down, and said anxiously: "Quickly, tell me, where did you see this thing?"

Guozai lowered his voice, and said mysteriously: "Do you know the old Chen's house? The second floor of Chen Dafa's house, the haunted house where two people died?"

Uncle San said he knew.

Guozai continued: "At that time, Li Ximei was pregnant, and one day she came to my food stall holding this bowl with her stomach full. Although she is a shrew and a womanizer, she lives in the same village anyway, I was pregnant with the child, so I went up to help her get the bowl. Who knew that this woman didn't know what to do, and gave me a look, as if I was afraid that I would snatch her broken bowl. She waited at the food stall for a while, and came The outsiders, who seem to be kebabs, didn't eat at my place, and left in a hurry. As a result, within a few days, Mrs. Chen chopped Li Ximei to death with a shovel. So what happened that day has a special impression on me. Deep. This bowl is also very special, I have never seen it anywhere else. This thing must be an antique, otherwise why is she so careful?"

Uncle San pointed to the plant on the painting and asked, "What about this one? Did you see her holding this plant?"

Guozai looked at it for a while, then shook his head: "It's definitely not, I remember it was just an empty bowl. But the kebab guy carried a bag, I don't know what's in it."

The third uncle nodded and gave the meal money.

The origin of the bowl is known, but the flower and plant are still not clear.But after I came out, I came up with an idea and asked my third uncle, "Do you know where the library in the city is?"

The third uncle's brain is not stupid, and his eyes lit up when he heard it: "Do you want to go to the library to find out the origin of this plant? Or is it that you are so stupid that my old brain can't think of it? Let's go, let's go to the city now .”

We took a taxi, went to the city library in a hurry, went through the formalities, and started to look up materials.

Since the third uncle only saw the external shape of the plant, we don't know anything else.So the search was not smooth. We searched from the morning to the afternoon, but found several similar plant pictures, but the third uncle didn't dare to confirm.

At this moment, there was a man sitting across the table, who had been looking at us looking around, and seeing our pictures spread on the table, he was curious, and asked: "It seems that you don't look like people who study botany, What exactly are you looking for?"

My third uncle and I looked up at the same time, and saw an old man opposite, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, with silver-white hair, and a pen and notebook on the table. He looked like a scholar.

The third uncle hurried over and showed the old man the piece of paper he had drawn: "Old man, we are looking for this kind of plant. You are very knowledgeable, do you know what it is?"

The third uncle's painting is really not flattering, it's not much better than a child's graffiti.The old man frowned, took off his glasses and wiped them, then put them back on for a closer look.

After watching for more than ten minutes, the old man slowly raised his head, his glasses rested on the bridge of his nose, and stared at us without blinking.I was so stared at by him, I quickly waved my hand and called the old man.

Only then did the old man come to his senses and asked us, "Where have you seen this flower?"

Just as I opened my mouth to say something, the third uncle said first: "Oh, no. This is a picture that a friend of mine passed on to me, and he probably drew it randomly..."

I glanced at Third Uncle, his lies were not clever at all, and it sounded full of loopholes to me.

But the old man didn't think about it, he just nodded, clicked on the picture with a pen, got up and went to the library area, found a few books and brought them back.After some rummaging, I finally spread out a book, pointed to it and said, "Let me just say, this kind of plant is not common here. It is really produced in the ancient Western Regions. Due to geographical and weather reasons, Even if it is brought to our side, it is estimated that it will be difficult to survive.”

As if we had found a treasure, we didn't pay attention to the old man anymore, but took the book and looked down.

That book is a translation, and it introduces some customs and customs in the ancient Western Regions.There is a picture on the page of the book. Although the third uncle's picture is completely different, judging from the characteristics, the two are consistent. It seems that the old man has found it accurately.

According to the book, this plant is called Madura, the roots can be used as medicine, and the leaves are highly poisonous.So there is another name called hell grass.

There is another legend about this hell grass.It is said that there are two young people who are in love with each other. The man died because of love, and the woman stayed together hard, so they raised a Madara.The leaves of Madara will be poisoned by others, but she can touch and cherish them every day and water them with tears.Until 18 years later, the root of the Madura plant broke out of the ground and turned into a lovely doll, which was very similar to the man, and lived with the woman until the woman was old, and the doll also escaped into the soil and disappeared.

There are not many introductions to this Metadora in the book. After reading these, there is nothing of value.

The third uncle closed the book and nodded to the old man: "Thank you, old man, let's go first."

The old man glanced at us and said with a smile: "My surname is Ma, and I am a professor at the School of Paleontology of Shenzhen Bincheng University (the real school is hidden, please do not check the number). May I ask why you are looking for this kind of flower?"

I just noticed that the old man's eyes were hungry.It can be seen that this old man is also very interested in this kind of Madura.It's just that we don't know his real intention yet, so naturally we can't tell the truth.

I hastily explained casually: "It's nothing, we just saw a picture on the Internet and were more interested, so let's check it out."

With that said, my third uncle and I left our seats and walked towards the door.Unexpectedly, the old man also stood up and followed a few steps behind: "Then which website did you see this kind of flower? Have you ever seen this kind of flower? Can you take me to see it?"

I was just talking nonsense, how the hell do I know what website it is?What's more, it has nothing to do with the origin of the ink painting that the second uncle just said, but the old man didn't seem to pursue these things, but was eager to see this kind of flower.But having said that, the hell grass is in that haunted house, how could I take an outsider to see it?
I saw that the old man had a strong sense of learning, fearing that he would entangle us, he didn't dare to answer any more questions, so he hurriedly pulled the second uncle's head and ran out of the library without looking back.

The old man's legs and feet were not as sharp as ours, and he was finally thrown off by us.The third uncle looked back and said, "Is this old man not in good spirits? It looks like he's going to eat us both."

I laughed and said, "From the moment we entered, he seemed to be staring at us. An elderly pedant like him generally has a weird personality. I guess he studied this, and he has a sense of this kind of strange flowers and plants." The interest is also normal. Leave him alone and focus on what is in front of you first, we have found the hell grass, will this be useful for us to break the haunted house?"

"It will definitely work. Now my mind is still a little confused, let's go back first, and wait for me to take a good look."

We went back to the basement by car again. Since yesterday, until now, we have not rested or closed our eyes.At this time, when I returned to my residence, I was already exhausted.Although the third uncle's residence was a mess, I had no time to take care of it at this time, so I fell asleep on the bunk.

I don't know how long it took, I suddenly heard a crisp sound, which woke me up from my dream.

I sat up suddenly, and saw my third uncle standing on the ground, picking up the broken wine bottles on the ground.

Seeing me wake up, the third uncle laughed and said, "I'm sorry, I accidentally kicked it into pieces. If you wake up, don't sleep. Let me analyze the iron bowl and hell grass for you."

I rubbed my sleepy eyes and yawned: "Third Uncle, what time is it? What are you fussing about? Didn't you sleep?"

The third uncle's eyes were red, and he said: "Sleep ass, you slept all afternoon. I'm not as big-hearted as you. If I don't understand the matter, can I sleep?"

"Then you figured it out?"

The third uncle patted his chest: "Nonsense. Who am I, Li Dongbin, is it hard for me to deal with such a small matter? Listen to me and tell you..."

The third uncle came over, pushed the sundries to the side, vacated a place, sat down and said, "First of all, this is the iron bowl... We have all been misled. First of all, this bowl is not made of iron, but copper... ..."

I was taken aback: "Is there any difference between an iron bowl and a copper bowl?"

The third uncle smiled: "That's a big difference. The reason why I believe this bowl is copper is because I am sure that this bowl is used to lock the soul. The reason why the copper bowl can lock the soul is not the bowl, but the bowl. It lies in copper. In feng shui, many evil spirits belong to the earth in the five elements, and to resolve these evil spirits, the gold in the five elements is the best choice. Because the earth produces gold, gold can vent the air of the earth. Of course, the metal belongs to Metal is used, and gold is the highest among metals. But gold is too expensive, so copper has become the most suitable material. For example, some copper ornaments, ancient copper coins, etc. are widely used as Feng Shui supplies. The reason for this copper bowl It's the same, it's probably used to dispel the evil spirit."

I asked: "You mean, this copper bowl is used to lock the soul. What kind of soul is locked? Whose soul is locked? How to lock the soul?"

"There were people dead in that house, and if the souls were locked, it would naturally be the souls of those people locked. According to my preliminary judgment, the copper bowl locked is the child ghost in the confinement ghost, that is, the soul of the baby ghost. When I went to the second floor, I might have violated a taboo and let the ghost baby out, so he came to you and left a small handprint on your shoulder."

After listening to the third uncle's explanation, I became even more confused, and I asked, "What's the role of that hell grass?"

It seems that during the time I was sleeping, my third uncle spent a lot of time thinking.When I asked about it, Uncle San told me his deduction.

In the third uncle's deduction, he also made the ins and outs of the matter clear.What happened in that room gradually became clear in my mind.

(End of this chapter)