"Didn't you say 20,000 this afternoon?"

"This is a matter of gambling on life. [My life must be more than this 30,000 yuan."

Eat, eat, let them quarrel.

When it got dark, they also discussed it. It was time for us to set off. Uncle Li brought regular equipment. My cousin couldn't be more handsome this time because he had to catch the native chicken.

When we arrived at the second building in the community, we already heard someone crying upstairs.

We rang the doorbell, asked the people upstairs to open the security door on the first floor for us, and went to the house of the crying person. Many residents of this unit were gathered in the living room of that family. Everyone saw that the little boss came again today.

They all kept talking.

The one who was crying was a mother. She was holding her eleven or twelve-year-old child and crying. She said that her child had to go to class tomorrow, so she put the child to bed at nine o'clock. But she was in the room and heard the child getting up.

I thought the child was getting up to pee and didn't pay attention, but when I heard the sound of moving a chair, I got up and took a look. I saw that the child's eyes were blank, and he was trying to move the chair through the small window in the bathroom that was not equipped with an anti-theft net.

Climb out. Although this is only the fourth floor, if you jump, you will still die.

I hurriedly pulled the child down, and then the child woke up and said that he had no idea why he had to get up.

My cousin's face doesn't look good. After all, he is a small boss.

Uncle Li asked us all to go to the first floor. Like his cousin, he touched the wall and knocked on it. The cousin said at the side: "I also noticed that the color of the wall is wrong. It should be made of sand mixed with cinnabar."

I didn’t feel it when I watched it at night. My cousin watched it during the day and it should be clearer.

The cousin asked from the side: "Smashed this wall?"

Uncle Li said: "It must be smashed. There is a tomb under the foundation of the building. There is nothing wrong with building tombstones on the first floor and letting the old people live on the first floor. But why should we use sand mixed with cinnabar to build the wall? That's it.

The old man is sealed inside, his house is occupied, and the old man is locked in. How can the old man not be angry? It is impossible to seal this kind of house. The windows and sewers can be accessed upstairs. The old man is very resentful, so naturally

Something is going to happen."

The cousin said: "What should we do? Dig the whole building and move it for the elderly? My dad will definitely not allow it."

While they were talking, the cousin had already used a chisel to cut a hole in the wall. This kind of partition wall was not built firmly, so a small hole was made in a few strokes. He used a red thread to

He tied it to one of the legs of the native chicken and stuffed the chicken into the hole. He extended the string and said, "Let's see what the old man wants first. If there is a possibility of peace talks, then we can talk."

It is very difficult to move a burial. The building has been erected. At this time, everyone in this unit ran out to watch. Some nearby residents also came out to watch the fun.

Uncle Li was not idle either. He took out the incense candles and paper money, lit them in front of the wall, burned them, and said a lot of ignorant things about juniors.

After a while, my cousin started to reel in the line. What he pulled out turned out to be a dead chicken. The chicken was motionless and did not bleed. I don’t know why it died like this. I had never heard it cry out before.

Uncle Li and his cousin both looked ugly. This meant that they did not intend to have peace talks. Moreover, the incense that Uncle Li burned was three sticks. Two of them were half burned, and the other one seemed to be extinguished. The incense was not burned at all.

It's normal.

"What should I do about Uncle Li?" my cousin asked in a low voice.

The residents also thought that this matter would be difficult to deal with, so they all had to vacate the house and move the building down for the elderly to bury.

Uncle Li sighed and then said, "Let's smash the wall. Let those few lead the way first. We'll talk about the rest tomorrow."

The second phase is nearby, and my cousin is the small boss. Within a short while, he found two people to help smash the wall. The workers here have also heard about this unit. But now that there are so many people, they all let it go.

Done.

Uncle Li said to everyone, let everyone go home first, lie on the bed, cover your head with a quilt, and expose a small gap to breathe. No matter what sound you hear, don't come out, even if you hear your child screaming. The child is young.

Just share a bed with an adult.

I've heard of this method in novels. It says that ghosts can't find people in this way.

No one dared to wait here to watch the wall being smashed. A few bold men wanted to stay, but were dragged back by their own women.

The wall was broken open. I trembled and said, "How about I go home first? Anyway, I don't know anything. My cousin will just take you home later." Thinking of the dark place downstairs,

There are also a few ghosts and tombstones, which scare everyone.

It was probably the first time for my cousin to see such a big scene, and he looked a little scared. He glared at me fiercely and said, "You dare to run away!"

The wall collapsed. A cold wind blew out from the corridor. I gathered up my clothes and said to myself, be bold, the more scared you are, the more ghosts will target you.

Those workers didn't dare to go in. My cousin took the flashlight hanging on his forehead from the worker, packed his pocket, and walked into the first floor with Uncle Li with a writing brush in his hand. I stood at the top of the stairs.

, then their light could see the tombstone standing in the center of the first floor. They could not help but tremble all over.

Don't ask me what they are doing inside. I don't have the guts to follow them and take a look.

They went in for about half an hour before they came out. As soon as they came out, I asked how they were doing? My cousin said, "I led the way for the four people. The old man didn't meet me. Uncle Li first pressed his peach wood sword on the tombstone to suppress it.

It’s over. Let’s think of a solution when it gets bright tomorrow. It’ll be fine tonight.”

Cousin Rang was yelling downstairs that it would be fine tonight and he should sleep well. But I guess everyone in this unit slept with their heads covered tonight.

Uncle Li didn't go back that night, so he discussed it with his cousin on the sofa at my house all night.

It is unlikely that this relocation is possible, after all, such a big building is above it. Why didn't the foundation be dug when we dug it? Uncle Li thought that peace talks were impossible, so he took a tough approach. After all, the old man

We already have several lives in our hands, we can't just let them go.

The next day, it was a sunny day. I took my baby at home and did not join in the fun. I only knew that they made a big move. They pried out all the windows on the first floor of the house and asked my cousin to pay for it.

We bought several large mirrors and asked workers to make a bracket. From about nine o'clock in the morning, they reflected sunlight into that floor until the sun set in the afternoon.

I didn't know about this, but our local TV station broadcast it live. I also saw my cousin on the TV who hurriedly ran away. The reporter interviewed the workers who were looking at the mirror, and the workers said that they didn't know what it was doing.

The boss told me to do it, so I did it.

The reporter also contacted the little cousin's father by phone. It is estimated that the little cousin had already told his father about this, and his father just said, "I don't know, I don't know anything."

The reporter's concluding remarks were: "Today, with the rapid development of science, there are still people who use such ignorant methods. We just want to say to the boss who cannot be named and is unwilling to be interviewed, stay away from superstition and believe in science."

Well, I am not promoting superstition here, I also believe in science. However, some things cannot be explained clearly by science.

When my cousin came back that night, he complained that he was exhausted. He lay down on the sofa and let my baby step on his back.

On the third day, the reflected sunlight still shines on the house, and on the fourth day, the reflected sunlight still shines on the house. Fortunately, the weather here is basically sunny in autumn.

I stayed in the sun for three days in a row, and I went there on the fifth day. When I walked into the first floor, I really didn’t feel that cold feeling anymore. It was broad daylight again, and there was nothing scary. I watched Uncle Li holding the

He walked and walked around the compass. After walking around for several times, he directed his cousin to dig a hole in a corner and buried a small gold scale in the hole. It is said that the gold scale was specially bought by his cousin.

The smaller one is about the size of a thumb. It is said that it costs several thousand.

My heart ached when I buried the gold weights and filled them with cement. There were thousands of them!!

Uncle Li said: "Okay. As long as this weight is not dug out, nothing will happen. This weight is gold, and this direction..."

Something about gold, gold, water, water, fire, and fire came out again. I couldn’t understand it, but my cousin seemed to understand.

After they finished their work and came out, the residents who were watching the excitement all applauded. What's there to applaud? I just wish they hadn't noticed that it was a gold weight just now. Or one or two would be greedy and dig it up, and then ask for it again.

Disaster.

At first glance, everyone thought that Uncle Li was the teacher and my cousin was the apprentice, so anyone who handed cigarettes was only to Uncle Li.

Uncle Li was not polite, took the cigarette and asked them who asked them to erect the monument on the first floor, and who asked them to build a wall to seal it up.

A man said that he was looking for a gentleman in a nearby town. He was also introduced by someone. He heard that he was quite famous. He only knew his surname was Zhong.

"Old clock?"

"Old Zhong?" My cousin and I said at the same time.

The resident nodded quickly. I quickly asked, "Are there any boys with pure Yin destiny or girls with pure Yang destiny in your unit?"

How can I answer this question? Not to mention that I don’t know other people’s horoscopes. My family now remembers birthdays based on the New Calendar. How many people would pay attention to the Lunar Calendar? Uncle Li answered helpfully: “None of the dead ones are.

A person with pure Yin or pure Yin fate.”

As we were talking, an old woman said: "My granddaughter is a girl with a pure Yang destiny. She is in junior high school."

We were stunned. It was true. But why was it that someone else died instead of the girl? Could it be that Lao Zhong’s purpose in setting up this trap was not to use souls to make imps? But something else? What other bad things did he want to do?

There are so many questions, and now I really want to take a watermelon knife, drive to his small clinic, put it on his neck, and see if he talks.

The cousin directly asked his cousin to give him a red envelope. The cousin was also unambiguous. Since the family already knew about this matter, it would be easy to get the 30,000 yuan.

After getting in the car, my cousin gave Uncle Li fifteen thousand points in cash. That guy was always jealous of money. He used to always shout that he wanted to drive by himself, but now it was time to count the money, and he sat in the back row.
Chapter completed!