The old ladies on the committee are all enthusiastic, taking the list of hundreds of owners in the entire community and filtering them one by one. [But the owner may be just one person in the family, and Teacher Xiao may be just the owner's wife, son, or daughter.

Therefore, the old ladies only found one family with the surname Xiao in the community, and that family sold roast duck in the vegetable market.

The child still comes every night, but can never find anyone.

My brother came back from get off work that day and said that when he came back, he saw an old man at the gate of the community, who looked very much like Lao Zhong. Actually, we didn't see Lao Zhong often, but it definitely left a deep impression on him.

At the dinner table, as soon as my brother said this, my cousin called his cousin without eating and asked him to come over to help in the evening. We all looked at him and waited for his explanation. The cousin said: "I doubt that kid

He's a kid who ran away. I was trained. Didn't it mean that the man in the dark had harmed so many pure silver and pure yang people, and he wasn't a top master? So he must also have failed works. I guess that kid is a failure.

works. He has been refined, so there will be marks of blood on his body. What he has been repeating is what happened before his death. He may not know that he is dead yet. In his world, he is still going on.

He wanted to finish what he had to do before his death. But if he was a failed alchemist, why didn't he bite Lao Zhong to death?"

"What do you want?" I asked.

"Lead the way for him. Otherwise, it won't be good if he knocks on the door here every day. Aren't there many babies in this community? What should I do if he suddenly went crazy that day and hurt someone?"

I blinked: "But he is a little devil? Can he lead the way properly? What if he goes crazy and suddenly hurts you? Haha, he can't hurt me anyway."

"So you go and lead him!" the cousin replied so confidently. It turned out that he had planned this early. He continued: "Old Zhong definitely wants to capture him, so we have to act quickly."

"I don't know how. Even if I could, I wouldn't do it!"

"Well, then," the cousin thought for a while, then said, "Then you just tell him to ask his father to pick him up at the gate of the community. We have changed places and I will show him the way."

For the first time, I discovered that my cousin also has leadership skills. The division of labor came out in the evening. My cousin was responsible for guarding the neighborhood. If he saw Lao Zhong holding him back, he would start a fight directly. He just couldn't let him cast spells or anything.

My brother stayed with the baby, and my cousin made a plan to prevent them from approaching our room.

The task of my cousin and I was to lure the little ghost to knock on our door to find Teacher Xiao. Then we told him, I am Teacher Xiao, it is already late now, you can go home and rest. Then let him wait for his father at the gate of the community.

The division of labor has been arranged, and Auntie is not sure what we are doing. But my cousin did very well today, cooking and cooking in advance, and the family was full, drunk and took a shower at nine o'clock.

I told my aunt that tonight's event was very special and asked her to take her room out of the room. After watching her close the door, I put a talisman drawn by my cousin on her door. My cousin also said in particular: "Auntie, are you going to talk to me?"

Urinal, if you need to pee later, you can do it directly in the room."

Then there is my baby. The baby only goes to bed at ten o'clock in the evening. After she falls asleep, my brother also lies on the bed. I look at my cousin hanging a small piece of red thread on the four corners of the bed.

Taomu. I thought for a moment and put my bracelet on the baby's feet.

My brother also lay down with the child and whispered to me: "Be careful."

The cousin said: "My sister promises that everything will be fine. Just don't let the child wake up and cry." The cousin also placed a peach branch horizontally on the window, with a piece of red paper attached to it. These peach branches are all

When my cousin came over today, he asked him to bring it over. Judging from the freshness, it must have been chopped at the nursery this afternoon. It was chopped, and the peach branches lying across the window were as long as two fingers.

Tweed.

After we closed the door for them, my cousin also posted a talisman on the door of the room. He also blew on the talisman and said, "Bless me, bless you, grandpa, the talisman I drew is not a piece of waste paper."

I originally thought about letting my brother and the baby go to my mother's place. But I was worried that my mother would not be able to answer questions. After all, we don't want my parents to know about this matter now. They will be worried.

After dinner, my cousin saw that we were all ready, so he went to the gate of the community and wandered around. If Lao Zhong didn't go through the gate, but climbed the wall, then I guess the security guards could catch him first. If he knew how to escape, he would still

If it goes through the wall, then we have no choice but to admit defeat. So my cousin only guarded the door.

At about 11 o'clock at night, we all went to our places. My cousin stood in front of the gate of the building and handed me a red thread. He said that I should hold the red thread and walk up. Take the stairs. If you come back,

People usually take the elevator, so it doesn't affect us.

I took the thread and asked, "What about the sixteenth floor? What if it disappears before reaching the red line?"

The cousin opened a backpack he brought and said, "Don't worry, I bought a lot last time." There were a lot of willow branches beside his bag, which he had just used to cut paper in the community.

It was cut with a knife. We were worried that the security guard or the aunt from the neighborhood committee would see it. We were cutting the wicker with the mentality of thieves.

The willow tree is yin and attracts ghosts. I watched my cousin twist a small willow branch, and then another small branch. Each willow branch was folded into a small stick seven or eight centimeters long. My cousin also said, let me

When walking up with the rope, don't pull hard, let him go slowly. The red rope must not leave your hand.

During the journey, no matter how the red rope fluctuates, I don’t care. I just keep walking up. I take the red rope home and close the door after entering the house. Then I wait for the child to knock on the door. I still have to pull it with my hand.

Wearing a red rope. Because the red rope will become extremely yin due to the wicker and the devil, I will tie the red rope around my wrist to reduce my own yang energy. At the same time, I will generate a magnetic field that is closer to the devil.

The task is clear and seems simple. Who dares to come? Who wants to try?

When I slowly walked upstairs with the red thread, my heartbeat was at least 230 per minute. And my hands and feet were cold. You know, I was holding the red thread in my hand, and the red thread was holding that kid.

In this kind of house with an elevator, the stairs are only called safety passages, and no one usually uses them at all. The security guard or the cleaning lady may come twice a month. The neighborhood committee checks to see if anyone is stacking things in the corridor, and it is estimated that two

Let's go once a month.

The corridors here use voice-activated lights. I don’t know whether it’s because I’m scared or I use my voice to control the lights. I always stomp my feet when I go upstairs and try to make as loud a sound as possible. But even if my footsteps are loud, there is no sound here.

There was no one at all, and the winding staircase still echoed.

Although the street lights were very bright and the red rope in my hand didn't feel at all, I was still scared. As I walked, I probably reached the sixth floor. I didn't even feel tired, so I nervously raised my feet and ran upstairs.

The red rope on my hand was immediately pulled tightly. I guess my cousin hadn't wrapped the wicker down yet. I held the red thread in my hand and looked downstairs, thinking of a bloody child holding the red rope.

is slowly following behind me.

Cousin, can you hurry up? What should I do if something happens to me here? This staircase is neither up nor down. The standard is that the sky should not respond and the earth should not work. Who will save me?

Me, I don’t want to play anymore.

Just when I was about to cry, the rope loosened a little, and I hurried up.

We finally reached the 16th floor. Fortunately, nothing happened. I guess the kid hasn't come here yet. I guess my cousin's method failed and he won't come. It's best not to come, never come.

After coming out of the stairs, we turned around and reached the door of our house only six meters away. As soon as I got home, I immediately closed the door and stood behind the door. Then I remembered, why did I close the door? At least pull the red line again, more

It needs to be longer so I can wrap it around my wrist.

I put my hand on the doorknob and tried so hard to dare to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, under the streetlight outside, I saw five or six willow branches wrapped around a tightly stretched red rope. The willow branches swayed from time to time, definitely not because of the rope being entangled, but because of the swaying.

It's a weird shaking.

I really wanted to scream. My first reaction was to pull the red thread, shrink into the door, and slam the door. Then I gasped and stared at the door, as if the door would turn into that child.

My cousin was downstairs. He couldn't help me. I still had my baby in the house, and I couldn't put my baby in danger. So when I heard the knock on the door, I knew I had to be brave.

This is different from the past. I have never seen it with my own eyes before. Even if the child was locked in a world of two people by her dead mother last time, then I was only facing a child. Even if it was said last time

I haven't seen zombies with my own eyes. Now I'm going to see them with my own eyes. Can I not be nervous and scared?

"Duoduo" the knock on the door rang again. I held the doorknob in my hand, took a deep breath, and then opened the door.

Damn! Is there any mistake? Standing outside the door is the neighbor's hostess! She is the same one who had a fight with the cleaning lady at the elevator entrance last time.

She was alluring and had makeup on her face. She seemed to have just come back from the bar. She looked at the red rope in my hand and said, "Why did your rope roll downstairs and you didn't pay attention? You took the stairs."

Did you come up here? What kind of stairs are you taking at night? What do you plan to do with this rope? Knit a scarf?"

I was extremely scared. If it were normal, I would have had a few words with her at worst. But at that time, I directly said: "What do you care about? I can do whatever I want! You come back so late, are you careful about the bad guys?"

My hostess probably hadn’t heard me yell at anyone in such a long time since we were neighbors. She glared at me for a moment and whispered: “I thought you dropped something, so I was kind enough to remind you.” As he said this,

, she walked towards her home.
Chapter completed!