Seeing that someone knew the story of this house, they immediately asked one after another: "What's the matter? Tell us about it quickly."
"Tell me, there are people living in this house." The woman died in a terrible state, with bleeding from all her orifices. "Wang Mian was halfway through the bowl of wine, and when he heard this, he stopped and raised his eyebrows. Ears listen.
"This woman must have died a tragic death, and maybe she had some grievances, so she is still haunting her. It is said..."
The voice suddenly dropped.
"This female ghost likes to lie in the small hole in the wooden door at the door and look out..."
Bang!
The wine bowl in Wang Mian's hand fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.
The wine sobered up instantly.
What I just saw in the small hole in the old house...
A gust of cold air rushed directly from the soles of Wang Mian's feet to the top of his forehead.
This fear is much worse than the current fear.
Seeing Wang Mian's drunken face suddenly turn pale, no one dared to speak, they just stared blankly.
"Ahem...then who, which of you is wearing a red costume in the alley to scare me?"
No one said anything.
Li Gu looked puzzled, glanced at everyone, and then looked at Wang Mian and said: "Brother, except for the two of you waiting for you at the alley, have we always been here?"
p>This sentence completely paralyzed Wang Mian with fear.
From the beginning of the night, Wang Mian doesn’t think about food or drink, and he doesn’t eat or drink. When he closes his eyes, it’s a nightmare, and when he opens his eyes, the world is red...
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However, the last straw that really broke Wang Mian's nerves was the night three days ago.
Wang Mian finally drank a bowl of porridge and drank the medicine prescribed by the doctor to calm his nerves. He was about to go to bed when he saw a shadow slowly approaching through the window paper on the door.
"Wang Mian, open the door, I'll come and play with you."
The voice was neither yin nor yang, neither male nor female, which made Wang Mian's spine shiver and frightened. Trembling.
This doesn’t sound like someone’s voice in the house.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, holding his breath, Wang Mian remained motionless.
Seeing no sound, Wang Mian wondered if he was hallucinating due to tinnitus.
Just as he was about to take off his shoes, the weird sound sounded again.
"Wang Mian, open the door, I'll come and play with you."
This scare made Wang Mian's head buzz and he jumped up from the bed.
"Who?"
No response.
Wang Mian moved gently to the door, put his ear against the door, and listened carefully.
After waiting for a long time, there was silence, except for the humming sound of the large empty water tank in the yard.
As the old saying goes, the ghost doesn’t scream three times.
Wang Mian didn’t dare to open the door, so he tiptoed and prepared to go back..
Just when he turned around and took two steps...
There was a bang.
The door opened inexplicably!
The evening breeze blew through the front of the hall, shaking the kerosene lamp on the table.
Wang Mian turned around in horror and saw that the door was empty.
At this time, Wang Mian didn't know where he got the strength. He suddenly kicked out his legs, walked quickly to the door, and slammed the door shut.
Just as he took a breath, a creepy sound came from behind.
"Wang Mian, I came to play with you."
This sound scared Wang Mian out of his soul.
Turning around.
Red clothes, white face, long hair...
It was exactly the thing he met in Yi Chi Alley.
"Are you a human or a ghost?"
The other party did not agree.
Wang Mian stabilized his emotions, twisted his sore legs, touched the edge of the table, and slowly moved towards the head of the bed.
Under the pillow is a kitchen knife placed by the Wang family to ward off evil spirits.
Wang Mian wanted to use a sword to strengthen his courage.
The other party just stood there, motionless.
Wang Mian came to the bedside, mustered up the strength to throw himself at the head of the bed, took out the kitchen knife under the pillow, held it with both hands, and calmed down a little.
When I turned around, the thing was still there.
"Hey, are you a human or a ghost? Turn around and talk to me."
The thing turned around slowly.
It would have been better not to turn around. This turn almost scared Wang Mian to death.
When I turned around, it was the same as not turning around.
Still in red, white face, long hair...
"Wang Mian, I come to play with you."
This excitement is incredible Wang Mian picked up the knife and rushed over. He pointed at the head of the thing that didn't know whether it was a human or a ghost and chopped it off with a knife...
Just heard a "squeak----" A shrill scream pierced the air.
The thing shook violently after being chopped with a knife, and turned into a coffin board. Wang Mian, who was already weak in energy, was able to carry it directly after being stimulated...
I stayed in this groggy state for the next two days.
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Lin Yi withdrew his heavenly eye and his eyes gradually became clear.
"Mr. Wang, do you have a...ahem...coffin board at home?"
Mr. Wang was stunned.
Coffin board?
Who would prepare such an unlucky thing?
Wait a minute...
Could it be my child...
Before Mr. Wang could speak, Mrs. Wang next to her started wailing.
"Oh! My son! Is it really hopeless? We need to prepare coffin boards!"
Lin Yi was stunned.
This is due to lack of experience and has caused people to misunderstand.
Solution immediatelyAfter some relief, Wang was stabilized, but the tears couldn't stop flowing out.
Following Lin Yi's instructions, Mr. Wang went out and asked the waiting housekeepers and servants: "Have any of you seen a coffin board in the young master's courtyard?"
Everyone, look at me, and I’ll look at you.
Which one is this?
How can I properly ask about the coffin board?
Lin Yi followed him out of the room.
No one said anything.
"Please think about it again, it should have been two days ago."
Lin Yi's words "two days ago" actually reminded a waiter of something.
"Mr. Wang, Warlock Lin, I remembered something. When I was working in the kitchen two days ago, I saw Old Sun carrying a board into the dining hall and saying What, I’m making a lot of money today. I bought such a big piece of wood and saved money on firewood.”
This old Suntou is an old cook in the Wang family’s kitchen. He is old and his eyesight and hearing are not very good. The food he cooks is quite good, with all the color and flavor, but he has one thing in common: he likes to take advantage of small things.
When I was in the kitchen, I would sometimes sneak some onions, ginger, garlic and the like.
Also sued by others.
Wang Jiannian was old and had worked for the Wang family for many years, and his skills were really good, so he just gave him verbal advice.
After hearing this, Mr. Wang immediately took Lin Yi to the dining hall.
Pushing the door open, Lao Suntou was sitting in front of the stove eating.
Seeing the eldest master coming, Lao Suntou immediately stood up, bowed to pray, and asked: "Sir, why are you here?"
"Old Sun, you have been very happy recently. Have you ever seen a big wooden board?"
Lao Suntou didn't hide anything, pointing to the firewood pile and said: "I picked up a wooden board in the young master's yard two days ago. I asked around if it was there. If someone wants it, they can just pull it over and chop it up to make firewood.”
No one cared whether they asked.
Lin Yi quickly leaned over and saw exactly the coffin board Tianyan saw.
The blade is gone, but there is a big incision on the board, and blood is slowly leaking from the incision...
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< p>Lin Yi used the hemostasis technique in Zhu You's catalog.Recite the formula silently.
"The sun shines a little red, holding a golden whip in hand and riding an ox upside down. The three saints cut off the water of the Yangtze River and cut off the dragon gate without bleeding."
Write on the coffin board with your index finger Talisman.
When Lin Yi finished writing, the knife edge on the board stopped bleeding.
It’s really amazing!
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