The strange-shaped thing stood blankly in the corner, motionless, like a monk knocking on a wooden fish, with nothing to show for it.

It's really interesting. When I was scared to death of it before, it would show its teeth and claws; now that I'm not afraid of it, it has become more docile.

What exactly is this thing?

Not like a ghost, not like a demon, but can be hurt by the Soul Calming Talisman.

I put away the bamboo rabbits and coreless heavenly candles, and drew a few soul-suppressing charms and evil-suppressing charms.

When Zhang Geng and I arrived at the address given by Tian Xiameng and entered the elevator, we smelled a fishy smell.

Two middle-aged women nearby covered their noses and complained.

"What's going on lately? The smell is so strong, whose seafood is smelly or something?"

"Who knows, I've contacted the property management company several times, and every time they told me that they were investigating. Damn! These guys are so active in collecting property fees, and when things really get into trouble, they start pretending to be deaf and dumb.

"

"Haha, you are a real estate agent doing charity? Did you see the advertisement in the elevator? The law also stipulates that a portion of the proceeds from these advertisements should be given to us, but did you see the money? Not a dime!"

"Why do I think the smell on the tenth floor is the strongest? If it doesn't work, let's find someone and go to the tenth floor to ask. Anyway, we have one apartment per building here, so it's okay to ask..."

"Forget it, do you think no one asked? The man on the tenth floor just lost his wife, and his brain is a bit... ugh, last time someone asked him, he poured cold water on him, and the police came.

He blamed the other party and said it was the other party who was harassing him. In the end, it was settled."

"Is there still such a thing? Alas, people nowadays are not unreasonable at all. Whoever makes a big fuss takes advantage, just last time..."

"..."

The two of them were chatting about random social news, and just in time, Zhang Geng and I also arrived on the tenth floor.

"This stinks too much!" Zhang Geng held a soul-calming charm in his hand, covering his nose, and walked behind me step by step.

It was exactly what the people in the elevator said. The smell here was extremely strong, as if countless dead fish had been exposed to the sun on the beach, rotting, becoming smelly, and turning into a puddle of rotten meat, thus emitting a rotten smell.

"Brother Zhao, is that Tian Yuxuan's ghost back? That's why..."

"No," I narrowed my eyes slightly: "Ghosts have no smell."

"That……"

"Knock on the door."

"This..." Zhang Geng showed a constipated expression, frowning, hesitating, obviously not daring to step forward.

I raised my foot and kicked his butt, but he was reluctant, turned around and knocked on the door.

"Bang bang" the security door made a muffled sound and the door frame vibrated.

Yellow dirty water flowed out of the crack at the bottom of the door and slowly spread outward, making the fishy smell even stronger.

Zhang Geng's facial features twisted together and he coughed violently.

I clearly saw that there were densely packed small insects in the yellow water flowing out.

These bugs were neither black nor blue, their bodies were covered with countless black bumps, and their needle-nosed eyes stared at me resentfully.

I always think they look familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen them.

After a while, Tian Xiameng opened the door. Her eyes were frightened and her face was tired. As soon as she saw Zhang Geng, she threw herself into his arms and burst into tears.

Zhang Geng patted her back and comforted her softly. Now he didn't mind the unpleasant smell anymore.

I looked in through the crack in the door and saw that the tiles were wet, reflecting a moist luster, and the floor was covered with white gravel. It didn't look chaotic, but looked a little pure.

The sewage no longer flowed out from the crack in the door, as if everything just now was my imagination.

I picked up a white object and it didn't feel like gravel.

I put this thing in my mouth and tasted it. It was very salty.

It's salt.

An extremely uncomfortable feeling welled up in my heart.

Different from the spooky and weird feeling of strange-shaped things, different from the resentment and cruelty of Huang Pizi, it is a deep, cold, fishy and mysterious feeling.

I can't describe it well.

At this moment, a man with thick eyebrows and big eyes wearing a handsome suit walked out of the back room.

He looked haggard, his face was bloodless, his eyes were black and blue, his cheeks were sunken, but his eyebrows were smiling, and he was in a very good mood.

Two completely opposite states appeared in him, making him a little weird.

He smiled and asked: "Xiaomeng, who are these two?"

Xiao Meng shrank her neck and hid in Zhang Geng's arms. She was trembling all over, and every strand of her hair was filled with fear.

"Yes, he is my friend..."

Tian Xiameng didn't dare to tell the truth, and kept avoiding Jiang Han with his eyes.

I squinted my eyes and observed the man carefully, but I didn't see Tian Yuxuan's ghost in him.

The whole house was empty, without ghosts, and extremely clean.

It was the tanks placed in the four corners of the east, west, north and south that caught my attention.

In this modern, refined room, there are actually four old-fashioned rice vats.

The rice vat is as tall as half a person, and the old dirt is stuck to the vat. It is dirty and incompatible with the whole house.

Seeing the rice vat reminded me of an old incident.

I also had a rice vat at home when I was a kid.

The rice at my house has only been husked twice, and the rice husk is still stuck on it. It is yellow and cannot be compared with the rice sold in the market today.

But at that time, I felt that the rice was delicious, with pickles and pickles on it, and I could eat four bowls of rice.

It made my dad look sad and sigh.

I was too young at that time and didn't understand my father's thoughts. I thought he had another quarrel with the old man from the east of the village, so I smiled and picked up an egg with chopsticks for him.

"Dad, you eat too."

At this time, my father's expression changed again. His curved spine was so straight. When he looked at me, the smile in his eyes was like the golden ears of wheat in the field, full of hope.

One day, I heard my parents chatting.

"Daddy, why don't you take a look at the situation in our rice vat? I've been eating rice for two months, and the rice in the rice vat is still sticking out. No matter how hard I dig it, I can't finish it. I don't know.

…”

My father put on a serious face and said impatiently: "It's not good if you can't finish the rice. Don't worry about it. If you have time, help me make a new pair of shoes..."

"..."

I was only six years old at that time, and it was a time when I was extremely curious about everything.

I was excited and excited when I heard that there was endless rice in the ceramic rice vat.

Mainly just out of curiosity.

What I didn’t know was that it was never curiosity that killed the cat, but the inquiring spawned by curiosity.

While my parents were out farming, I stepped on the small bench and started digging out rice.

Strange to say, I dug for a long time. The rice in the room was piled up into a small hill, and the rice in the rice vat was not lacking.
Chapter completed!