Seeing that I didn't seem to be teasing him, Zhao Toad immediately became serious: "Die, that thing really exists, right?
I said, Old Hu, why don't we change places?
There's no need to fight for territory with dead people.
As the saying goes, if you move a tree, you will die, and if you move a person, you will live." .
The dead cannot be moved, why can’t we move them?”
I have always had doubts about the Feng Shui of the old house in Gupinggang.
Now that there is such an obvious corpse aura inexplicably appearing in a Yangzhai house, there must be a big article about it.
I was really reluctant to leave like this, but if I broke in rashly and made any mistakes later, I couldn't explain it to Zhao Toad.
In the dilemma, Zhao Toad suddenly pressed my head and whispered: "There is someone" I was so busy thinking about why there was a smell of corpse in the old house that I didn't even notice where the "person" in Zhao Toad's mouth came from.
After being pressed on the head by him, I realized that I had been careless just now.
I asked him where that person was, and I saw that Zhao Toad's lips were white, his face was blue, and the hand on my neck kept trembling.
I called him several times before he raised his head and said to me with a sad face: "No, I just saw my aunt.
She floated past the window and disappeared without even opening the door.
She ran through the wall."
As soon as I heard this, I got goosebumps all over my body, and I quickly asked him: "Are you sure there are no lights in the house?
Are you sure it's her?"
"I'm not going to lie to you," Zhao Toad hugged the trunk of the tree and wanted to climb down.
"My mother-in-law, the corpse is haunted.
I have told you that Gupinggang is not a peaceful place.
Lao Hu, let's evacuate as soon as it gets dark."
It’s too late to say anything at that time.”
I broke off a branch and took out a slit in the thick red curtain.
The light in the evening was not very bright, so I could vaguely see what was going on.
The window door we pried open was a master bedroom on the second floor.
Because no one had taken care of it for a long time, it had developed a thick layer of old dust.
The furniture and furnishings in the house are covered with white cloth, and the floor is covered with wooden red paint flooring.
There seemed to be several oil paintings hanging on the wall.
Due to the distance, I couldn’t see clearly what they said.
I guess they were the concubine of the warlord or something like that, or maybe they were the original owners of the western-style building, the foreign couple.
Portrait of couple.
Zhao Toad saw that I wanted to go in, but refused to agree.
He hugged the old locust tree and refused to let go.
I had no choice but to lift my foot and cut off the old branch leading to the balcony, cutting off his way out.
Zhao Toad couldn't bear to look at it and almost fought with me.
This guy's psychological quality was so poor that I had no choice but to tell him a few personal experiences and tell him the facts: without investigation, he has no right to speak.
"What evidence do you have to prove that she is your old lady?
You are not allowed to be dazzled.
She is not allowed to be a cat or a dog.
She ran past a flower curtain with a flower curtain in her mouth.
A person who has not stood in the sun and been tested by the people.
Why do you have it?"
She is your long-lost aunt, Comrade Zhao Dabao.
Do you dare to swear to Chairman Mao that you saw your dearest aunt, Comrade Zhao Cuihua?"
When I asked him this question, Zhao Toad himself was confused.
He stamped his feet and said to me: "Even if we want to go in, isn't it said that there is poisonous gas?
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The branches have been broken by you.
Where can I buy vinegar and masks?"
I explained that the ventilation time just now was long enough, and the harmful gases were basically eliminated.
We wrapped our heads in clothes and opened the windows upstairs and downstairs.
Fresh air would be available within an hour or two, just a little bit.
Not dangerous either.
Zhao Toad said doubtfully: "Why did I just realize now that you, Lao Hu, are actually quite unreliable?"
"Comrade Lao Zhao, there are two sides to everything.
Chairman Mao also makes mistakes sometimes.
Come, in order to prove to you what an excellent soldier I, Lao Hu, am, I will take the lead in this battle.
You only need to be responsible for the security of the rear."
After that, I opened the curtains that were as red as blood and jumped in again.
This time, the air quality in the room was obviously much better.
I told Zhao Toad that there was no danger inside, and took the lead in taking off the clothes that had been wrapped around my head.
The old wooden floor made a creaking sound when we stepped on it.
Zhao Toad groped on the wall for a while, and then with a "click" sound, the large chandelier on the top suddenly lit up, illuminating the originally eerie room.
Only then did I notice that this was a huge bedroom, no less than forty or fifty square meters.
What I saw outside the window was just one or two of them.
"The crystal chandelier is quite bright.
The composition of your old Zhao family is very suspicious."
I originally meant to tease him, but to my surprise, Zhao Toad trembled and waved at me and said, "Old Hu, I didn't turn on this light."
Apart from me and Zhao Toad, there was no trace of the third person in the room.
When he said this, all the hairs on my body stood up.
Zhao Toad half-raised his arms and said to me more firmly while hanging in the air: "Look, I haven't touched it yet."
When I saw it, Zhao Toad was standing half a meter away from the customs.
Could it be that foreign countries Human oil lamps have evolved to the point where they can be touched from a distance.
I walked over to see if the switch had aged.
As soon as he raised his feet, the whole room suddenly became dark.
Zhao Toad said "Ah", and I asked him what happened.
He gasped and said, "It's terrible, Old Hu.
There was something cold blowing on the back of my neck just now."
"Don't panic, did you just touch the switch?"
"I wanted to touch it, but I couldn't.
I was too nervous."
"Then don't move where you are.
I'll come over."
I cautiously leaned towards Zhao Toad.
The wooden board under my feet kept creaking slightly.
No matter how gentle I stepped, it didn't matter.
It made people upset.
At this time, the sun was almost setting outside, and the room was airtightly covered by thick curtains.
Zhao Toad had already walked to the door of the bedroom to turn on the light, while I was still at the window, trying to figure out the contents of those oil paintings.
I mentally estimated the distance between us, and it was only seven or eight meters at most.
But I took several steps forward in the darkness, but I couldn't even hear his breathing.
It seemed like I was the only one left in the whole room.
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I took a few deep breaths and told myself to stay calm now.
In the future, if the fat man knew that I was scared to death in the Yangzhai, it would be such a ridiculous thing that even a ghost would not be able to feel at ease.
After thinking this way, I calmed down.
I took a few more steps based on my memory, and finally caught Fatty Zhao by the door.
This kid was so scared that I couldn't see his expression clearly in the dark, but leaning against him The whole body huddled on the wall, obviously frightened.
I touched the switch and said to him: "Stop shaking, I guess the wiring is aging, nothing serious."
I never thought that Zhao Toad's voice suddenly jumped out from behind my head, and he asked me: "Old Hu , who are you talking to?”
This sentence was like thunder, almost making me jump up.
I quickly pressed the switch and the room became bright.
Zhao Toad was standing behind me and said timidly: "I just saw you talking to the corner, Lao Hu, don't scare me."
When I looked, I was not at the door of the bedroom at all, but standing close to a large wooden bed.
There was only a blank white wall opposite me, and there was nowhere to hide the figure huddled in the corner.
I shook my head and made sure again that what I saw was not an illusion.
But if the figure just now was not Zhao Toad, who could it be?
Could it be that besides the two of us, there are others hiding in the old house?
Who could this person be?
For what purpose did he hide in an old house that had long been abandoned?
More importantly, how did he disappear from my sight in the blink of an eye?
I asked Zhao Toad: "Is there any mechanism in this room, or a secret passage leading to other places?"
"Of course not.
You are planning to shoot a tunnel battle.
Such an old house would collapse long ago if there were a few more potholes underneath."
I was unwilling to search the master bedroom again, but found nothing except that I understood the words "Mr. and Mrs.
Green" written on the portrait.
"Old Hu, please stop fussing.
This house is either big or small.
There are dozens of rooms upstairs and downstairs, not counting the basement.
It will be dawn by the time you finish checking."
Zhao Toad was I was so fascinated by the Western furnishings in the house that I had long forgotten about the previous haunting.
He picked up a small wooden box on the fireplace and said excitedly: "Look, it's an antique box."
I took a look and almost laughed out loud: "Thanks to you for so many years of dealing with antiques, which dynasty have you seen?"
The antique box is equipped with a decimal code lock."
Zhao Toad looked down and frowned. : "It turns out to be a fake.
Why is it placed in such a conspicuous place?"
He shook the box again and asked, "Is there anything valuable inside?"
I took it and weighed it: "Give up, at most.
It's a box of candy wrappers."
He didn't believe it, so he forced the lock open and opened it to see that it was all old photos.
There are about a dozen pictures in total, most of which are photos of the Green couple's hometown in the United States.
In the photos, the couple holds a baby and smiles very sweetly.
There are also photos of a metal face mask studded with feathers, with three radiant circles engraved on the forehead.
Zhao Toad excitedly asked me if this facial makeup was a foreign antique and how much it could be exchanged for.
I said that I haven’t seen many things from foreigners, but it looks like something from American Indians.
Zhao Toad asked why they were not called Americans but Indians.
I didn’t know much about it myself, so I made it up randomly: “Indians are Americans, a minority branch of them.”
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Zhao Toad nodded: “Then this is the American Peking Opera mask, no, this should be called the American drama mask. .
I’ll look for it, maybe I can find some ready-made ones.”
Then he stepped on the wooden floor and went to other rooms to hunt for treasures.
I went back to the window to look at the portrait of Mr. and Mrs.
Green again, when a strong light came straight in from the window.
I felt bad and immediately rushed to the door and turned off the overhead light.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Toad suddenly roared loudly: "Old Hu, we have become prosperous, and the room is full of American drama faces":