After entering the house, I always felt an uncomfortable feeling all over my body. This is obviously a village that is disconnected from the outside world, but the old man's building is very modern. Although there is no electrical equipment, all the decoration equipment
But it gives people a luxurious feeling.
There was a big bed in the room, and there were several oil paintings hanging on the walls. I thought to myself, I don’t even have modern things like oil paintings at home, so how can you have them here? You old man, you are too fashionable, aren’t you?
Hua Bubai didn't have any doubts about this place. As soon as he entered the room, he packed up his things and ran in to take a shower. At this time, I discovered that there was a bathroom in this room. This room was just like a hotel suite, except
There is no computer or TV, kerosene lamps are used instead of electric lights, and the rest of the things are readily available.
I asked Mo Yibai if he felt anything strange. I told him that I thought this place had a gloomy feeling, but I couldn't tell what was strange about it.
Mo Yibai shook his head and said nothing, but stared straight at an abstract oil painting hanging on the wall.
I also followed his line of sight for a few glances, and saw that the oil painting was full of random lines, which made me feel dizzy after just a few glances. I really don’t understand how the art people in this world can create such abstract art.
Planting things, this is too abstract. Whoever shows it will understand it. I really have to kowtow to him a few times.
I muttered, I couldn’t tell that this Mo Yibai could appreciate abstract oil paintings, maybe he was also an artist. It is said that those who engage in art are a little mentally disturbed, and Mo Yibai has always had a weird temper. If he is an artist,
Yes, I can really understand it.
Hua Bubai came out of the shower very quickly, feeling refreshed. I saw three people gathered together, so I started talking about what I thought was weird about this place.
"You are worrying unfoundedly and bothering yourself. There is nothing weird in this place. If there is anything weird, it is just an old man and a ten-year-old girl. What are you afraid of? Besides, aren't you an exorcist? If people are monsters,
You should have discovered it a long time ago, how did you get out here!" Hua Bubai said while stroking his hair.
"It's not that I'm timid, we're doing this just to be on the safe side. We've seen a lot of strange things along the way, so we're worried. You said you're just messing around here, you don't have to be careful. Where will you die?
How come you don’t know how to die, then it’s not a big loss?” As I said that, I thought, why is this Hua Bubai not wary at all, and even said that he is a back-fighter. Regarding the back-fight, I
I have heard a lot from my grandpa that in the world of reverse fighting, anyone who has experienced ups and downs is not smart and alert. With Hua Bubai’s little foundation, he has been bragging to us that he is a reverse fighter.
The world-famous Hua Ye is a boaster in his relationships.
"Hey, Mr. Xiao Long, don't look at me like this. It's not that we are careless. Since we are smart, we have to keep it in our hearts. There is a saying that when it comes, take care of it. Have you ever heard of it, Mr. Xiao Long? Let me see.
You don’t have enough experience, so you have to learn from your little master Bai!" Hua Bubai said while looking at Mo Yibai with raised eyebrows.
Mo Yibai remained silent, his eyes still staring blankly at the painting on the wall. I was even more sure of my guess. This person is an artist. I don't understand what Hua Bubai said.
What did he mean? It seemed like he was playing a riddle with me. However, it was not difficult to tell that Hua Bubai meant that I had something to hide in my heart and not to express it too easily.
Hua Bubai's words are true. I suddenly remembered what my grandfather said, knowing people and knowing faces but not knowing their hearts. What my grandfather is best at is playing Tai Chi with others. He said that even if he knows that others have evil intentions, he should not
He kept his voice and waited for others to show off, then he would be considered a master. At this time, I became suspicious again, so it is possible that Hua Bubai is a master, and Hua Bubai is really calm.
At this time, Hua Bubai had already moved close to Mo Yibai and looked at the painting on the wall with Mo Yibai.
"Is there anything strange in the painting? Or is there anything interesting?" I leaned over and asked.
As soon as I finished speaking, Mo Yibai signaled me to be silent, "There's something moving!"
I also heard a sound, coming from outside the door, like a gust of wind. Outside the door was the corridor leading up to the stairs. When I came up, I carefully observed the environment. There were no windows at all outside. It was dark and there was no possibility of anything.
Such a loud noise.
A few of us quickly ran to the door. I stood at the front and carefully opened the door a crack. Inside the crack, I saw the little girl standing there at the top of the stairs. Under the dim light, the little girl slowly walked
When she raised her head, the little girl's clothes seemed to be blown by the strong wind, making a whispering sound.
Suddenly, the little girl raised her head, her messy hair was blown back, and her two huge, bleeding eyes met mine. The little girl's face was dazed for a moment, and I blinked.
There was still a little girl in front of me. What I saw was a floating head showing a weird smile on the little girl's body. Her hair was disheveled and her face was bleeding. A pair of bleeding eyes were really staring at me.
I was so frightened that I took a step back and rolled into the room.
Mo Yibai and Hua Bubai stood at the door for another minute before turning around.
"Master Xiaolong, you must have seen more ghosts and ghosts than we have, so why are you so scared?" Hua Bubai sat down on the chair slowly and looked down upon me.
"I have protected my head, which is pinned to my belt, for so many years. Wouldn't it be a pity if it fell to the ground now? We have a very strong relationship with the Prince of Hell. If I go to the underworld this time, I can't protect it.
I'm sure you won't be sent to the eighteenth level of hell. Life or death is a small matter, but being an unjust ghost is a big deal." I patted my butt and stood up, looking at Mo Yibai and Hua Bubai looking calm.
It seems that we are all sitting in the same boat. If you are not afraid, what should I be afraid of? I am calm and composed at the moment.
"Hey, I can't believe that Mr. Xiao Long, who has been catching ghosts for so many years, is still afraid of turning into a ghost!" Hua Bubai teased with a smile.
"You're just slandering me, I don't believe it. You've been touching big rice dumplings for so many years, and you're not afraid that you'll turn into a big rice dumpling after you die and be touched by others." Under the influence of Hua Bubai, I, half a dull gourd, didn't know what to say.
I feel more and more. As expected, those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black.
After a while, I asked the two people how it was outside. They must have seen it just now. Mo Yibai didn't say anything as usual, Hua Bubai just nodded, and the two of them fell into deep thought for a while.
I knew that these two guys would tell me anything without me asking, so I pretended to be cool and pretended to be serious.
After a while, I saw that the two of them were still silent, and Mo Yibai turned his head to study the abstract painting on the wall. I couldn't help but said: "You two should have a word, haven't you seen it?"
?Doesn’t this prove that there is something weird here? I said to Mo Yibai, how much do you like that painting? If you like it, I will go back and get you ten paintings, and I guarantee that each one will be more abstract than him! Not now
When studying painting!”
"It's a little strange." At this time, Hua Bubai suddenly spoke, with a deep look on his face.
I widened my eyes and asked him what was strange with my eyes.
Hua Bubai frowned and said, "What do you mean by that brat? Hey, Mr. Xiao Long, that brat is not attracted to you, right? Look at her smiling at you like that?"
"That's not called weird, right?" I corrected Hua Bubai's wording, "It depends, I'm also interested in a thin-skinned guy like you."
"What did you mean by that? She didn't bother us, she just turned around and left." Hua Bubai continued.
"She wants to help us." Mo Yibai suddenly said.
"Help us?" Hua Bubai asked.
I thought that what Mo Yibai said was right. The little girl seemed to want to help us. She didn't do anything to hurt us just now. She just showed a little weird look to scare us. The little girl refused to let us know when we first contacted her.
When we entered the village, it did seem as if they wanted to help us.
At this time, there was suddenly an urgent knock on the door.
The three of us looked at each other at the same time, wondering what was going on. Could it be that the little girl left and came back?
"Are you in there? It's me!" Eleven's voice came from outside the door.
I hurriedly ran up and opened the door that Hua Bubai had previously closed, and Eleven walked in with a little nervousness.
"There is a problem here, we have to leave as soon as possible!" Eleven said urgently, "Pack up your things quickly!"
While helping to pack something, Eleven said that what he saw was probably similar to us. He also heard the noise and saw the little girl turned into a grimace. Eleven said that he was so scared that he had lived for so many years.
, killed countless people, but never saw a ghost.
Countless murders? When I heard the word "Eleven", I felt chills. In such a tense situation, I should not let anything slip. What I said as a conditioned reflex must be a reflection of real life. Eleven said that he is a
Archaeologists, do archaeologists need to kill people? I looked at Eleven suspiciously.
Of course, at this time, even if I had questions, I couldn't ask them. Even if Eleven really killed countless people, we were in the same boat at the moment, so she wouldn't kill me.
Hua Bubai said, I'm not afraid of it if it's a ghost. I'm just afraid that this thing isn't a ghost, right? If it were a ghost, it would be easier. Let Mr. Xiao Long use his exorcism wand, and the ghosts would have disappeared long ago.
When I heard this, I couldn't help but admire Hua Bubai. What this guy said was absolutely right. Seeing that Hua Bubai looks like a straw bag on the outside, but has a delicate observation of his inner strength, everything is just a disguise. Are the little girl and the old man ghosting me?
I don’t know, but I can be sure that they are different from the ghosts I usually encounter. They don’t have any ghost energy on them, and they are just like normal people.
"Whatever it is, this place is very weird. I think it's better to leave early!" Eleven threw the packed bags to us one by one.
"It's too late!" Mo Yibai suddenly said at this time.