This place is quite far away, and it would be troublesome to go back and forth. Ermiao, I, and Lao Chenyi thought we might as well not leave tonight and stay here for one night.

Neither Old Man Qian nor the landlord had any objections, but they would not stay with us. After leaving us the key and password, the landlord drove away with Old Man Qian, probably taking Old Man Qian back to the Zen Monastery.

Before leaving, the landlord said to us at the door: "Actually, there is nothing wrong with this house. When I lived here before, it was mainly due to my suspicion. In fact, I didn't encounter anything. If I didn't know what happened here, I probably wouldn't have done anything."

I will have random thoughts..."

Lao Chen patted his chest and said, "I understand, I understand, just feel free to leave your house to me!!!"

After the two drove away, Lao Chen looked at the house again carefully, looking particularly carefully at the upstairs and downstairs.

After looking inside, he ran to the gate and stood in front of the black iron door in a daze for a few minutes.

I noticed that Lao Chen also used his nails to pick out some of the white powder in the gaps between the patterns, put it under his nose and smelled it...

this……

What do you mean?!

I think I know Lao Chen relatively well, but I can’t guess what he wants to do?!

Ermiao couldn't figure it out, so he couldn't help complaining: "Old Chen, you're not the one buying the house. Why are you looking so carefully?"

Lao Chen glanced at Er Miao, just smiled slightly and said nothing, but that smile was a bit mysterious!!!

…

It seems to get dark early in the mountainous areas, and in the blink of an eye, the sun has already set.

And there are no lights in the mountains. We are accustomed to the hustle and bustle of the city, and feel that the nights here are too quiet.

Since there was little furniture in the house, Lao Chen took out the air mattress he often used before from the trunk.

Ermiao was sitting on the air bed, playing with his action camera, with a rather disappointed expression.

I guess Ermiao thought that he might be able to capture some exciting video material this time when he went up the mountain, but unfortunately he didn't capture anything useful along the way.

I sat on a wooden staircase relatively close to Ermiao, leaning my back against the railing, closing my eyes and meditating.

Maybe it's too quiet. Sitting in the room, I can always hear all kinds of small sounds.

People who live in a building may not notice this kind of noise at all. After all, there are neighbors living all around. But this is in the mountains, and there are only three of us in the whole yard, so the slightest sound can reach our ears.

The house seemed to fall into an absolute silence, and we could even hear our own breathing and the breathing of others.

When the three of us went to Tang Jia's brother's seaside villa before, we felt it was very quiet. However, the seaside villa could still hear waves of waves, but the house here was almost as quiet as being isolated from the world.

It was just because it was so quiet that my ears were startled. Even the slightest sound seemed to be instantly amplified, making us sitting in the room a little uneasy.

Of course, these sounds may be just ordinary sounds. People who are innocent will not pay too much attention to them even if they hear them, let alone make random associations.

But?

This landlord made a lot of dirty money, and there will definitely be a lot of "ghosts" in his heart.

Moreover, not long ago, a gambler was forced to death because of him. He committed suicide by jumping into a river. It was not a normal death, but a violent death!

The most terrible thing is that the family was so ruthless that they even sprinkled the gambler's ashes on the door, which made the homeowner even more frightened and frightened!

Therefore, he no longer dares to live in this house, because when he hears the slightest noise, his subconscious mind will start thinking about ghosts and gods...

I personally feel that whether it is haunted or not is one thing, but the psychological effect of the homeowner must account for a large proportion!

Just when I closed my eyes and thought about this, I didn't know how much time had passed. I opened my eyes and looked at my phone. It was just past 9 o'clock.

Not only is it quiet in this mountain, but time also passes very slowly. How can we stay up until dawn?

I took another look at Ermiao. This guy was lying on the inflatable bed with headphones on, looking at his phone and having fun. He didn’t know what he was watching.

I turned to look at Lao Chen...

Huh?!

Where is Lao Chen?!

I remember that Lao Chen had been sitting on the steps at the door just now, with his back facing us and his face facing the yard...

Because the weather is hot now, it is quite cool to sit in the doorway and enjoy the cool breeze.

But now, where has Old Chen gone?!

I stood up, pushed Er Miao, and asked, "Where is Lao Chen?"

Ermiao took off one of her headphones, glanced at the door and said, "I don't know, he was still here just now, maybe he went to the toilet..."

I also wanted to go to the toilet, so I walked towards the door...

result!

Then I saw Lao Chen. He was staring at the iron gate at the gate again, with his eyes straight and his expression in a daze...

What are you looking at?

What is there about doors worth studying?

I walked towards Lao Chen from behind without knowing it...

Lao Chen was hunched over, with his head lowered, concentrating, and his back was facing me. I was already very close, and Lao Chen didn't even notice that someone was coming from behind?

I saw that he was so focused that I didn't dare to say anything because I was worried about scaring him!

However, when I got closer, the breath I exhaled from my nose hit Lao Chen directly on the back of his neck, which shocked him!

Maybe Lao Chen felt a sudden coldness on the back of his neck. He shivered and straightened his back. His bald head almost hit my nose. Fortunately, I hid quickly!

"Oh...Old Chen, what's wrong with you?!" I asked in surprise.

"No...nothing?" Lao Chen replied.

"What are you doing standing here?" I asked again.

"Aren't you... not doing anything here?" Lao Chen smiled deliberately and explained, "I... I just wanted to come out and have a cigarette..."

smoke?

Didn’t Lao Chen quit smoking long ago?

How come I suddenly got addicted to smoking when I came to this strange environment?

After saying that, Lao Chen actually went out and got into his car, opened the door and found a pack of cigarettes and a lighter.

Lao Chen did have some cigarettes prepared in his car, but I rarely saw him smoke.

I remember that last time, when Lao Chen knew that he might be cuckolded by Store Manager Wang, he only smoked once when he was depressed. Why did he want to smoke again today despite everything being fine?!

I stared at Lao Chen. His expression was indeed very stiff, and his eyes were a little evasive when he looked at me.

He took out a cigarette and lit it. He took a deep breath and said to me with a smile: "Haha, it's okay. My mind is just a little messed up. Smoking a cigarette can help me relax..."

After finishing speaking, Lao Chen didn't seem to want to explain. He turned around directly, leaving only a back to me.

Then, he kept smoking cigarettes...

hiss……

What's wrong with him?!
Chapter completed!