After making an agreement with Song Xiaoqi to visit the house where her parents died, Fang Lin and the others suddenly saw a woman walking outside the door before they could go out.
The woman seemed to have noticed that there was someone in the room. After taking a look inside, she yelled angrily: "Song Xiaoqi, what do these people do?
I rented a house for you because you two siblings are lonely and helpless.
When you stay here, you not only default on my rent, but also bring in some unscrupulous people?
Let them go quickly!"
It’s not to blame for the woman’s bad attitude. The main reason is that the images of Huang Changmao and Hong Fumao are too easy to cause misunderstandings.
Song Xiaoqi said in embarrassment: "Aunt Zhang, they are all my friends, not just ordinary people."
"Your friend?"
The woman sneered and said: "Are you kidding me? How old are you and them? What kind of friends are you?
And I think they look very familiar, and they don’t look like people from our town, right?
Let me tell you, the town is not peaceful recently, please stop letting outsiders come and go and let them go quickly! Otherwise, don’t blame me for driving you siblings out!"
Huang Changmao had long been unhappy with the way the woman looked at him. He immediately opened his eyes wide and shouted: "We are tourists coming to Surabaya City, and we are friends with Song Xiaoqi. What's wrong? They are renting your house, and we can't bring our friends here."
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The woman took two steps back in fear, cursed a few words secretly, pointed at Song Xiaoqi and said: "Damn girl, be careful!"
After saying that, seeing Huang Changmao walking out the door unkindly, the woman quickly turned around and walked away.
Fang Lin raised his eyebrows and asked: "This woman just said that your town has not been peaceful recently?
what's going on?"
Song Xiaoqi said: "I don't know why, but probably since last week, there have been strange sounds coming out of the town every night, and I can't tell where the sounds are coming from.
And during the day, the bodies of some wild cats and dogs will be found for no reason, mutilated and thrown on the street.
Anyway, in the past few days, people in the town are a little worried, and some people who have families in other places will leave the town in the evening and come back to do business and work during the day."
Speaking of this, Song Xiaoqi glanced at a few people and said, "Actually, there are fewer tourists in Surabaya City these days than before."
Shen Ke and others felt a little creepy. They always felt that the death of Song Xiaoqi's parents, the strange noises in the wild, and the mutilated animal carcasses were all a bit disturbing.
Fang Lin nodded thoughtfully and said, "Okay, if nothing happens, let's go and take a look at the house where your parents died."
Song Xiaoqi nodded in agreement, then packed up and took a few people over.
Song Xiaofeng recovered from his illness and couldn't stay at home. He wiped away the tears he shed before, returned to normal, put on his shoes, and followed Song Xiaoqi.
A few people walked through the streets and alleys, and soon they arrived outside a house.
Song Xiaoqi pointed to the open door of the courtyard and said: "We used to live in the east room of this courtyard. If you want to see it, brother, just go in and see it yourself. If the owner of this house doesn't welcome us two siblings, we won't go in."
Already."
Fang Lin responded and was about to walk in when he saw a middle-aged man walking out of the gate.
When the middle-aged man saw the two siblings Song Xiaoqi and Song Xiaofeng, his expression immediately changed, and he shouted gloomily: "What are you two evil stars doing here? Get out of here!"
As he spoke, the middle-aged man picked up the broom behind the door and tried to beat it to drive the two siblings away.
Fang Lin stopped the middle-aged man, took out a cigarette and handed it to him: "Brother, I heard from these two little guys that there are vacant houses for rent here, right?"
The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, took the cigarette, and asked in surprise: "There is a vacant house, what's wrong, you want to rent it?"
Fang Linda said: "Yes, I want to see if the house is suitable. If it is suitable, I plan to rent it for a long time."
The middle-aged man glanced at Song Xiaoqi and his sister, secretly wondering, logically, if someone knew that someone had died in that house, how could they take the initiative to rent it?
Could it be that these two children didn't tell each other about the house where their parents died?
After thinking about it, I still feel that it doesn't make sense, but it is a good thing that someone is willing to rent the house. After all, after the death of Song Xiaoqi's parents, the house was completely empty, and no one would live in it for free.
If it were a house where a normal deceased person lived, there would be nothing that could not be lived in. However, Song Xiaoqi's parents hanged themselves in the house. This kind of death is a violent death, and everyone thinks it is unlucky.
After looking at Fang Lin suspiciously, the middle-aged man decided to let Fang Lin go in and take a look. Fang Lin waved to Fang Lin and said, "Then come in and take a look."
Fang Lin followed the middle-aged man in. Shen Ke and others planned to follow, but Fang Lin waved his hand to stop him: "You guys wait for me outside."
Walk into the courtyard and go straight to the door of the only east room.
Peering in through the window, I saw that the furniture in the room was in disarray, and a thick layer of dust had fallen.
The middle-aged landlord asked: "Look through the window, or go in and take a closer look?"
Fang Lin said: "If it's convenient, just open the door and let me go in and take a look."
The middle-aged landlord nodded, took out the key and opened the door, but took a step back, stood in the sun, and said: "Go in and see for yourself, I will bask in the sun outside."
Fang Lin smiled, nodded, and walked in alone.
In the room, there was a half-burned candle on the table. In addition, Fang Lin did not see the so-called formation. He thought it must have been cleaned up.
Fang Lin walked slowly around the room, stepping on mysterious patterns with his feet, while at the same time making secret movements with one hand.
A faint vitality emanated from his body, like a breeze, swirling and floating throughout the room.
Fang Lin closed his eyes slightly, and suddenly, a picture flashed past in front of his closed eyes.
The picture unfolds from back to front and backwards in time.
The middle-aged landlord was cursing and cleaning the house; Song Xiaoqi and her brother left with their luggage and baggage in their young bodies; the police came to check the scene; a couple in their thirties hung from the beams.
The couple took advantage of the darkness of the night and while their children were sleeping, they used rice bowls filled with food to place a strange formation pattern in the center of the floor of the house... When they saw the formation pattern, the quickly moving picture suddenly changed its position.
stop.
Fang Lin stared at the pattern carefully. After a moment, he stopped the exercise and his eyes suddenly opened.
He murmured to himself: "It seems that Song Xiaoqi's child is right. This matter... may really have something to do with the monks of Jiming Temple."