Zhao Toad saw that I didn't seem to be teasing him, and immediately became serious: "Dick, isn't there really that thing, I said Lao Hu, or let's change places, there's no need to fight for territory with the dead, as the saying goes, trees move to death, people move to live."
The dead can't move, can't we move yet?"
I have always had doubts about the feng shui of the old house in Gupinggang, and now there is such an obvious corpse qi in a yang house inexplicably, there must be a big article in it.
I was really reluctant to leave like this, but if I rashly broke in and turned around and made any mistakes, I couldn't explain to Zhao Toad.
Between the dilemma, Zhao Toad suddenly pressed my head and whispered, "Someone" I patronized and thought about why there was a corpse in the old mansion, and I didn't pay attention to where the "person" in Zhao Toad's mouth came from. was pressed on his head like this, only to realize that he had just been careless.
I asked him where the man was, and I saw Zhao Toad's lips white and his face turned blue, and the hand on my neck kept fighting.
I called him a few times, and then he raised his head and said to me with a sad face: "No, I just saw my aunt, she swooped through the window, and the door was gone."
She ran through the wall."
When I heard this, I immediately got goosebumps, and hurriedly asked him: "Are you sure there is no light in the house, are you sure it's her?"
"I don't lie to you," Zhao Toad hugged the tree trunk and wanted to climb down, "My mother-in-law, the corpse is haunted."
I said a long time ago that Gupinggang is not a peaceful place, Lao Hu, let's withdraw quickly, and as soon as it gets dark, we will encounter ghosts hitting the wall again, and it will be all night to say anything at that time. ” I broke a branch and picked out a crack in the heavy red curtain, and the evening light was not very sufficient, and I could vaguely see it.
The window door we pried open was a master bedroom on the second floor, which had grown a thick layer of old ash because it had not been taken care of for a long time.
The furniture is covered with white cloth, and the floor is covered with red lacquered wood.
There seem to be a few oil paintings hanging on the wall, and I can't see the contents of the paintings clearly from a distance, but I guess they are nothing more than the aunt and wife of the warlord, or maybe the portraits of the foreign couple who were the original owners of the western-style building.
Zhao Toad saw that I was going in, but he didn't agree, and he just refused to let go of the old locust tree, so I had to raise my foot and cut off the old branch leading to the balcony, cutting off his back road.
Zhao Toad couldn't get down when he saw it, and almost fought with me.
This kid's psychological quality is so poor that I had to tell him a few personal experiences and tell him with facts: without investigation, there is no right to speak.
"What evidence do you have to prove that it is your old lady, you are not allowed to look dazzled, you are not allowed to be a cat or a dog with a flower curtain in her mouth, a person who has not stood in the sun and has been tested by the people, why do you say that she is your long-lost aunt Comrade Zhao Dabao, do you dare to swear to Chairman Mao and see your dearest aunt Comrade Zhao Cuihua?"
When I asked him like this, Zhao Toad himself was confused.
He stomped his foot and said to me: "Even if we want to go in, don't you say that the branches of the poisonous gas have been kicked off by you, where can I buy vinegar and masks?"
I explained that the ventilation had been long enough, the harmful gases were basically eliminated, and we went in with our clothes wrapped around our heads, and then opened the windows upstairs and downstairs, so that we could get fresh air in an hour or two, and it was not dangerous at all.
Zhao Toad said suspiciously: "Why did I only find out now, Lao Hu, you are actually quite unreliable." ” "Comrade Lao Zhao, everything is two-sided, and Chairman Mao also made mistakes.
Come, in order to prove to you what a good soldier my Lao Hu is, I will take the lead in this battle, and you only need to be responsible for the safety of the rear.
With that, I lifted the blood-red curtain and jumped in again.
This time, the air quality in the room was significantly better, and I told Zhao that there was no danger inside, and took the lead in removing the clothes that had been wrapped around his head beforehand, and the old-fashioned wooden floor was creaky and creaking by our stepping.
Zhao Toad groped on the wall for a while, and with a "click", the big chandelier on the top lit up suddenly, illuminating the originally gloomy and terrifying room.
It was then that I noticed that it was a very large bedroom, no less than forty or fifty square meters.
What I saw outside the window, but one or two of them.
"The crystal chandelier is quite bright, the composition of your old Zhao family is very suspicious."
I was deliberately teasing him, but I didn't expect Zhao Toad to wave at me and say, "Old Hu, I didn't turn on this light." ” In addition to me and Zhao Toad, there was no trace of a third person in the room, and when he said this, the hairs on my whole body stood upside down.
Zhao Toad half-raised his arm, hung in the air, and said to me more firmly: "Look, I haven't touched it yet."
"I looked, the position of Zhao Toad is still half a meter away from the pass, could it be that the foreigner's foreign oil lamp has evolved to the level of air touch I walked over, trying to test whether the switch has aged.
As soon as he lifted his foot, the whole room suddenly went dark.
Zhao Toad said "ah", I asked him what was going on, he gasped and said, "It's not a shame Lao Hu."
There was a cold thing just now, blowing on the back of my neck. ” "Don't panic, did you just touch the switch?"
"I wanted to touch it, but I didn't.
Too nervous. ” "Then you don't move, I'll come here."
I cautiously leaned over to Zhao Toad's side, the wooden plank under my feet kept creaking slightly, no matter how light my feet were, and it made people upset.
By this time, the sun had set outside, and the room was covered by thick curtains.
Zhao Toad had already walked to the bedroom door to turn on the light, while I was still by the window, trying to figure out the contents of those oil paintings.
I mentally estimated the distance between us, and it would be seven or eight meters at most.
But I took several steps forward in the darkness, but I couldn't even hear his breathing, and I seemed to be the only one in the room.
I took a few deep breaths and told myself to be calm now.
In the future, if the fat man knows that I am scared to death in the Yang Mansion, it will be a ridiculous thing that even ghosts can't feel at ease.
Thinking about it like this, I really calmed down, I walked a few steps in succession with my memory, and finally caught Zhao Fatzi by the door, this kid was scared enough, I couldn't see his expression clearly in the dark, but leaning against the wall and shrunk into a ball, obviously scared stupid.
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I said to him while touching the switch: "Don't shake, I guess it's because the wiring is aging, and there's nothing wrong with it."
"Who would have thought, Zhao Toad's voice jumped out from the back of my head, and he asked me: "Old Hu, who are you talking to?"
This sentence was like thunder, almost startling me to jump, and I quickly pressed the switch, and the room was bright.
Zhao Toad was standing behind me, cowering and saying, "Why did I see you talking to the corner just now, Lao Hu, don't scare me." ” When I looked, I was not at the door of the bedroom at all, but standing against a large wooden bed.
There was only an empty whitewashed wall across from me, where the figure huddled in the corner could still be hidden.
I shook my head, and I was sure that what I saw was not an illusion, but if the figure just now was not Zhao Toad, who would it be, could it be that besides the two of us, there were other people hiding in the old mansion, and who would this person be, for what purpose he hid in an old mansion that had long been abandoned?
I asked Zhao Toad: "Is there any mechanism in this house, or is there a secret passage to other places?"
"Of course not, you should shoot such an old house, if there are a few more potholes underneath, it will collapse long ago."
I searched the master bedroom again, but found nothing but the words "Mr. and Mrs.
Green" written on the portrait.
"Lao Hu, don't toss.
This house is not big, but it is not small.
There are dozens of rooms upstairs and downstairs, not counting the basement.
By the time you're done, it's dawn.
Zhao Toad was so fascinated by the Western furnishings in the room that he had long forgotten about the previous haunting.
He picked up a small wooden box carved from the fireplace and said excitedly, "Look, antique box."
I looked at it and almost laughed: "It's a shame that you've been making antiques for so many years, and you've seen a dynasty with an antique box with a decimal combination lock."
Zhao Toad looked down and frowned: "It turned out to be a fake, I said how to put it in such a conspicuous place."
He shook the box again: "Could there be anything valuable in it?"
I took it and weighed it: "Die, at most a box of candy wrappers."
He didn't believe it, so he picked someone's lock, and when he opened it, it was full of old photos.
There are a total of more than a dozen photos, most of which are photos of Mr. and Mrs.
Green's hometown in the United States, in which the couple is holding a milk doll and smiling very sweetly.
There are also several photographs of a metal face full of feathers with three radiant circles carved into its forehead.
Zhao Toad excitedly asked me if this face mask was a foreign antique and how much it could be exchanged.
I said that I haven't seen much of foreigners' things, and it looks like American Indian things.
Zhao Toad asked why they didn't call the Americans, but the Indians.
I don't know much myself, so I made it up in a haphazard way: "The Indians are Americans, a minority branch of them."
Zhao Toad nodded: "Then this is the American Peking Opera Mask, no, this should be called the American Opera Mask."
I'll look for it, and maybe I'll find a few ready-made. ” As he spoke, he stepped on the wooden floor rattling loudly and went to other houses to hunt for treasure.
I went back to the window to see the portrait of Mr. and Mrs.
Grimm again, when a bright light came in from the window, and I immediately rushed to the door and turned off the overhead light.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Toad suddenly roared: "Lao Hu, we are developed, and the room is full of American drama faces":