Haunted Houses’ Chronicles

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I stood up, asked Qin Yiheng for a cigarette, and asked him, "Is this a ghost?"

He shook his head and motioned me to look again.

I had to light a cigarette and watched patiently.

I do n’t know if I am not very sensitive to the graphics. In short, I watched it for a while, and the smoke was smoked and my eyes did n’t see anything.

In the end, it was estimated that Qin Yiheng was really impatient, before lying beside me, pointing at the approximate position on the door and asking me: "Did you see what this person is holding in his arms?"

When he asked this question, I paid more attention. I saw it very carefully just now, but the point of observation has always been to see what this woman looks like.

This is also impossible, after all, it is male instinct.

Now, after he reminded me, I saw some doorways, and the woman seemed to really hold something in her arms.

It is said that it is holding something, but there is no specific image. At best, it is only on the place of the woman's chest, with a few darker shadows.

Observation on the eggshell has already tested eyesight, not to mention carefully distinguishing these small shadows. I have n’t counted how many of them have been counted for a long time, and the shadow is too small to guess from the outline what these things are.

To speak intuitively, I do n’t feel like holding something, but I prefer this woman to wear a knitted plaid with a large plaid pattern. Seeing this, I asked Qin Yiheng: "What the **** are these shadows?"

He pointed to the door handle and said, "The mystery of the door is not easy to open, it is on the door handle." Then he motioned me to continue watching.

To be honest, I can bear his stinky problem of selling guanzi, and I patiently watched the door handle.

From the eggshell, the woman's shadow is still a short distance away from the door handle, but nothing else can be seen. However, I suddenly reacted to something. I just didn't pay attention to it for a while. I don't know when it started. The sound of scratching the floor seemed to disappear. I held my breath to confirm, and it was gone.

Isn't this a good sign? I quickly reported to Qin Yiheng, but he waved his hand and told me not to worry, and asked me again: "Did you see the mystery?"

He asked me this sentence completely speechless. This night, I was staring at the eggshell. I didn't really see the mystery. I looked at the chicken and looked at it. I ordered a cigarette to show off directly with Qin Yiheng, let him tell the answer.

He saw my face pulled down before he smiled and told me not to get angry. With that said, he walked over to the door and pointed to the position of the door handle with his finger, telling me that the reason why the door was not easy to open was because a "dark tribute" was tied to the door handle! This "dark tribute" is the shadow seen on the eggshell.

The shadow on the eggshell did not seem to be in contact with the door handle. That was because the woman's hair was tied to the door handle, and her feet were nailed to the floor and could not move.

Because of the angle problem, plus the shadow itself, we can only look at it roughly, and we can't see what the woman's posture is like. In fact, she did not lean on the door, but her entire back was suspended, and did not have any contact with the door. It seemed that the weight of her body was concentrated on her hair, which happened to be tied to the door handle. Go, this just happened to use her body to drag the door to death.

This is why when we pull the door out, we feel heavy, and when we close the door, the external force disappears again. Speaking of which, it looks a bit like the machine that is installed on an old wooden door and uses a spring to automatically close the door.

Qin Yiheng's explanation made me fall into the clouds. Even if this filth is evil, it is something invisible and intangible.

How can he say that it is a device that automatically closes the door?

And what I find most unpredictable is that in our ordinary people's understanding, ghosts and defilements should be weightless, aren't they all light breezes? Why is this so contrary to common sense?

I thought, and fell down unwillingly and glanced over again, the shadow on the eggshell was still the virtue of virtue. After Qin Yiheng said, I could barely tell the difference. This woman's posture might not be leaning on the door.

But I still don't understand, even if this thing can really be used as an automatic door closing device, who arranged it here? Xu Chuanxiang, or the owner before the house? What kind of mentality is this? Is it fun?

I had no clue in my head, so I just stood up and lit a cigarette, pointed my finger at the door with my chin, and motioned Qin Yiheng to continue.

He "hmm" and continued to tell me by drawing by hand, this "Dang Gong", according to legend, is not a ghost, but a soul, because the woman's body did not die, but she did not know why she was hooked. , Finally tied here by means. The reason why there is weight is not because it really has "mass", but because these wandering instincts want to return to their bodies, so they always want to break free from this constraint.

With that, Qin Yiheng pointed to the bottom of the bed with his toes and continued: "The thing that this woman is holding in her arms, we have actually seen this afternoon, came out from under this bed."

When he said that, I understood immediately, referring to the two mice that I killed.

The shadows held in this woman's arms are all mice?

My comprehension is not bad, how can I get more and more confused?

I looked at Qin Yiheng. He seemed to think that these things were not difficult to understand, making me a little embarrassed to say that I could not understand.

Fortunately, without waiting for me to ask, he continued to explain: "Yes, those shadows are rats, to be precise, the soul of rats.

"And the reason why these mice will be in this woman's arms is probably the same as the reason why this woman appeared here. Coupled with the man who was the oldest woman in the house who was dressed as a woman, combined, I am afraid there is only one possibility, That's when someone uses "Dong Gong" to make the game.

"The form of the tribute is not limited to food, cattle, sheep, and money. In broad terms, as long as the gods or ghosts of the tribute like it, everything in the world can be a tribute. This is different from everyone's hobby. Fruit cakes are equivalent to the meals we eat every day. Although they are indispensable, they can only be used as general tribute.

"Since ancient times, there have been live sacrifices (killing animals), human sacrifices (killing people), and female sacrifices (killing virgins). The ways of worship are endless. Those bad tributes. However, although it is not good, it is only described verbally, because since the offering is for worship, it must be all devout people. Therefore, in the metaphysics, the "deep tribute" mainly refers to those kindhearted Doing the wrong thing and bringing trouble to yourself does not specifically refer to the tribute. This is also a jargon in the industry. "

After finishing talking, Qin Yiheng breathed out a cigarette and said, "As for today's" Donggong ", I am afraid it is not dedicated to ghosts or ancestors, but this house."

I am completely confused, can this house still eat tribute? This is not an old house in itself, nor does it have the origins of those old houses after many years!

Moreover, according to Qin Yiheng's meaning, nail the tribute's feet to the floor and tie his hair to the door handle, is this house still a sadist?

This is too much! The first time I felt that the ghosts and gods could no longer be described as unbelievable, it could only be said to be abnormal.

I talked to Qin Yiheng about his thoughts. He listened straightforwardly and told me that I am afraid that the simple explanation is really not very easy for me to understand. However, he can show me something, and I will be able to see it after all. understood.

After finishing talking, he opened the door with his shoulders and took me directly to the yard.

When I left this room, my legs couldn't help but become soft. Although I picked the eggshell and looked empty beside the door, I was still worried that the woman would grab my leg anytime. I stepped out of the door on tiptoe and only took a breath.

We didn't stay much in the yard. Qin Yiheng just stopped for a moment, observed around, and asked me to follow him out of the courtyard door. The two went around behind the house on the right hand side.

He looked left and right at the root of the wall for a long time, as if he was picking a location, and finally pointed to a place and said, "Here is the mouth."

He said it was a mouth, I was quite puzzled, the wall was intact, even if there was not a piece of paint off, how could it be a mouth? I looked closer while looking closer. After all, here is a high-end community, the facilities are perfect, the street lights are brighter than the other, so the visibility is still very good.

But I looked down in a circle, and still didn't find anything, I asked Qin Yiheng: "What is the mouth? In the soil, or on the wall?"