Haunted Houses’ Chronicles

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Ordinarily, we didn't do this one or two times when we visited the house at night, but in my heart I still beat back. What happened to the ancestral temple last time made me really big, and I haven't relieved myself yet. I hesitated for a while, but still felt that the duck that had reached its mouth could not help but bite it, and finally agreed.

As usual, I followed Qin Yiheng to prepare something to use at night. However, there were very few things to buy this time. He just took me to the supermarket to buy a chopsticks and a bowl, and then we found a drink shop to spend time. The daytime passes quite quickly, and after eating dinner, the sky is almost dark. We waited for a while, he took out a piece of yellow paper from the bag, and then asked for a glass of water to adjust the ink, and did not know what was written on the yellow paper. I didn't have much interest in it, so I didn't take a closer look. When he finished writing and the ink was dry, we went to the house.

When we got to the place, we remembered that this piece is a restaurant, and it is still open at this point, and there are many customers. We didn't make any mistakes, and we sat in the car until about 11 o'clock in the evening, and opened the door of the house when the nearby restaurants were closed. This mansion looks messy during the day and makes people uncomfortable. It feels even more so in the middle of the night. When I entered the room, I felt cold all the time, and I didn't know if it was a psychological effect or because the temperature dropped at night.

Qin Yiheng prepared things step-by-step, but didn't tell me to help him. I had to sit beside and smoke. He tinkered on the ground for a while, it seemed that he connected the chopsticks one by one with a string, and then glued both ends of the string to the wall with transparent glue, the chopsticks were all hung down It looks like the clip on the clothesline. I looked at it and felt very fresh, so I asked him what he was doing.

Qin Yiheng smiled at me slightly and said, you will know in a moment. With that said, he took the yellow paper he had written from his pocket and told me that he would read the words on the paper aloud for a while. He said that he could stop before he stopped, otherwise he would have to keep reading.

There is still some light in the store, there are street lights outside the store, but it is still very dim because of the distance, plus his words are not very neat, I held the paper for a long time, and I could n’t see clearly. what. I took out my phone and took a photo, amused me at first sight. I thought that most of the things he asked me to read were spells, secret words, etc. I didn't expect the content to be similar to the purchase list of the restaurant's back kitchen. They were half a fan of pigs, a few pounds of apples, a bowl of duck blood and many more. I was very surprised, thinking that he must have given me the wrong paper. Isn't it a joke that makes me read this kind of occasion?

I asked him to confirm it, but Qin Yiheng nodded to me very seriously, saying, yes, these are the detailed list of tribute, we are here to seduce the kid who was here before tonight!

When he said this, I immediately felt that it was no longer enjoyable, and I immediately became nervous. According to what he meant, tonight we two will have an intimate contact with those little devil? Thinking of it like this, I didn't dare to neglect it, so I hurriedly ran it through the paper, fearing that the words would jam or be misspelled. After another ten minutes, Qin Yiheng looked at the time and said that it was almost time, so he took out the bowl he had bought before, hung it upside down with a rope, and then pulled the shutter door down.

The room was completely dark, and my heartbeat began to accelerate. Qin Yiheng comforted me next to it, and lit another candle, and I calmed down. Seeing that I was less panicked, he whispered "Start", and I quickly read it by candlelight. To be honest, this is even more tense than my thesis defense when I graduated from university, which made me sweaty. Fortunately, there was no mistake. But after reading for a long time, I was dry and I didn't see any special signs in the store. I wanted to take a break. Qin Yiheng didn't say that I should stop. I had to continue reading. After reading for a few more minutes, I suddenly heard him "hmm" over there, and then the whole house was overcast. This gruesome feeling is hard to describe, but I know something is coming in. After dealing with these things for so long, even though I have already been used to this kind of oppression in the same room with them, people are still instinctively soft. I wanted to look back to see if there was anything behind me, and I was afraid that I would miss the wrong word. I had to adjust my body a little bit to face Qin Yiheng, so I still had some comfort in my heart.

Qin Yiheng seemed to be quite satisfied with the current situation. After stopping for a while, he actually asked out of thin air, which direction is southeast, northwest? I know that this sentence is definitely not asking me, but no one in the room answered, listening to the static seems to have dropped a chopsticks on the ground.

Qin Yiheng once again "huh", continue to ask, is it male or female? A chopstick soon fell off.

Now I finally understand why he hangs so many chopsticks, and he uses this to talk to the imp. Facts have proved that my guess is correct. Qin Yiheng then asked several questions. However, these questions sounded elusive. They were all questions not related to the house, but after each question was asked, A chopstick will fall to the ground. After asking for three or four minutes, he was silent for a while, and asked again, not you? Still dropped a chopstick.

Qin Yiheng chewed and continued to ask, is it a dog spirit? Chopsticks continue to fall. However, after asking this question, Qin Yiheng was silent and seemed to be thinking. I became anxious when he was quiet. I vomited blood all the time. When should I stop? Helplessly, there was no way to speak, but he stomped his feet to remind him. He seemed to think of me as he came, whispered "I lean", and then walked quickly to me and said to me that he forgot to buy a broom, and this kid could not deliver it!

If it weren't for my leisure, I must have scolded it immediately. How can he fall off this chain of **** life? But this is the end of the matter, and I had to endure my stomach full of indignation to ask him what to do. Qin Yiheng thought about it and told me that there are two ways now. One is that he is going out to find a broom now; the other is that the two of us have been consuming until dawn. I thought about it for a while, and felt that the first method was feasible. If I let it read until dawn, I might be tired of my tongue. I immediately stretched out a finger, asking him to use the first method than drawing. Qin Yiheng saw "hmm", and asked me to be "caution", and opened the door to go out.

After he went out, he did not pull the roller shutter door down again, so I felt calmer, and at least I had time to escape. It didn't happen that it didn't take long for the wind to start blowing outside. The wind wasn't very strong, but it just happened to be able to blow in from the outside and the candle flame swayed. I was afraid that the candle would be blown out, but for a while, there was nothing I could do, so I had to keep praying for Qin Yiheng to come back quickly. Helplessly, it was estimated that God couldn't control me. The more I prayed, the more unstable the flame of the candle was, shaking it twice, and it really went out. The room went dark in an instant, but the street light outside was able to penetrate a little bit, but it could only shine on the position beside the door. I could not see where I stood.

At this time, my forehead began to sweat sweatily, not to mention that the things in this room were not fierce, mainly because the light source disappeared in this way, I would definitely not be able to read this list. I reluctantly picked up a few sentences based on my memory. In the end, I couldn't catch it, so I closed my mouth and hurried to the door. But as soon as I took a leg, I heard a "click" behind me, and when I heard the movement, I dropped another chopstick. At this time, I was completely panicked. Qin Yiheng was not in front of me. I couldn't handle even the smallest situation. I hurriedly listened carefully again, but there was nothing special about it. I said to myself, was it just the gust of wind blowing down? At that time, I didn't see how Qin Yiheng tied the chopsticks. Maybe he just fastened a loose buckle slightly, and the chain was not tight, and it fell off with a little shock. This is understandable. Thinking this way, I wasn't so scared. I just walked to the door and looked out. I happened to see Qin Yiheng walking quickly. I greeted him quickly.

He was puzzled when he saw me appearing at the door and frowned at me. I stepped forward and told him what happened just now. He murmured something after he heard it, and then pulled me back into the room, pulled down the roller shutter door, and lit the candle again. When I entered the room, I noticed that it wasn't the broom that he got back, but the kind of broken mop that I didn't know where to get it from, and the kind of head that was almost bleached. He turned the broken mop upside down on the corner of the door and looked at it left and right again before turning back and asking me, did you really drop a chopstick? Originally, I heard it just now, but after he asked him this way, I was a bit hesitant, for fear that I had just heard it wrong.

Qin Yiheng hesitated when he saw me, but did not continue to ask. Instead, he walked to the place where he hung his chopsticks, lowered his head, counted, and said back to me that there were not many chopsticks on the ground.

Not many chopsticks? I just listened to it just now? I recalled that the voice was too real and I wanted to ask him to confirm it again. Qin Yiheng suddenly showed me with his fingers, saying, shit, who put it on the table! I immediately looked in the direction he pointed, as expected, I didn't know when I had a chopstick on the table.

I looked at Qin Yiheng's surprised expression. Obviously, this chopstick was not put here by mistake, and this table was previously raised from the ground for the convenience of setting candles, so there is no chopsticks left here. It ’s possible, seeing this, I ’m afraid there is still a lot to come.

Qin Yiheng thought for a moment, and said that if you said that this chopstick must have not been made by a ghost, and the sound you heard at that time, the chopsticks clearly fell on the ground, and now it appeared on the table inexplicably. Presumably It is also the intention of the other party to remind us. After he finished, he pointed at the chopsticks all over the floor and told me that the board was called "Shoulian". It was originally used to estimate the life span of family members in ancient times. The way to lead his deceased elders out, and then incense incense to tribute, and finally, the people of the whole family back to "Shoulian", wait for the souls of the elders to return, and then turn back to count the chopsticks that fell on the ground. However, the scope of application of this bureau is not so limited. In fact, to put it bluntly, "Shoulian" is just a medium and a way to deal with these ghosts, and there is no hard requirement to ask anything, so he thought about tonight to hook the little ghost with a tribute list to see Could you ask some clues about the house, the result of the inquiry is not too unexpected, the previous boss is not hurt by these little devil, nor is the dog spirit to revenge.

After Qin Yiheng finished speaking, he walked over to the table and stared at the chopstick for a moment before saying that if he guessed right, this chopstick must have been put by the late boss here. The boss's cause of death is otherwise hidden. However, this needs to be tested after dawn. If it is exactly the same as I guess, then this chopstick is chopped continuously with a new knife. You must use a blood-stained knife that cuts the meat or kills the chicken.

After listening to Qin Yiheng's analysis, I was even more confused. Could it be that there was a murder case behind this house? However, recalling the face of the proprietress crying with pear flowers and rain, it didn't seem to be pretending. I just wanted to ask him his opinion, but he was playing with the broken mop beside him. This is how I reacted. Didn't he say that he was looking for a broom? How to get back such a thing? After asking, I realized that it was too difficult to find a broom at this time, so he still stole the mop and went back to a public toilet. Qin Yiheng said that the things in this dirty place can actually ward off evil spirits, which is exactly the opposite of our usual impression. Most of us ordinary people are influenced by those ghost films. We always associate these dirty places, especially toilets, with ghosts and ghosts. In fact, this is not the case. Ghosts have an instinctive resistance to filth, and there are still customs in many places in the country where people use rotten fish to exorcise evil. Hanging the broom on the door, to put it bluntly, is to give away guests, but it is not a means of expelling ghosts in alchemy, so he estimates that he hangs the mop, and it is estimated that those little ghosts can also be understood.

Saying that, Qin Yiheng told me to step back, glued the mop to the door with a few layers of transparent glue, then lifted the candle and looked around the room, and finally put the candle on the edge of the door, and told me that if the candle went out for a while Do n’t panic because it proves that the imp has gone out, do n’t rush out, be careful to mix in with the imp, and then lead me to something else.

After saying this, he walked back to the table, put the chopsticks in the bag, and then stood beside me, staring at the candle. I think his expression seemed quite dignified, so he turned his attention to the candle. Sure enough, after a while, the candle went out.

Qin Yiheng reminded me "Don't move", the two of us continued to spend time patiently in the dark. It was almost ten minutes before he said "It's time to go out", and I quickly followed him and went out. The darkness inside was really depressing, and I took a few breaths after I went out to feel more comfortable.

Qin Yiheng didn't mean to go back to rest after working hard for most of the night. Instead, he asked me to hang out with him on the street and told me to let go of the yin, otherwise he would go back to bed like this, and people would get sick easily. Anyway, I was not sleepy, and the time was almost dawn, so I just walked a few laps with him. The last two had breakfast before returning to the hotel to rest.