Xiaolan put the bell to her ear and shook it gently.
Xiaoyin sat next to Xiaolan and laughed while watching this scene.
"What's wrong, Xiaolan, you like bells very much?"
"Why is it different from the sound in the tent?" Xiaolan pricked up her ears and listened over and over again. "The bells I heard in the room where I made my wish were like spring water. Now they are just ordinary bells."
Several people crowded into a rented eight-seater car, left Wu Ren's shop, and were heading home.
"There were environmental factors at the time," Xiaoyin drew circles with her hands. "The atmosphere was so weird and tense, even if I told you a cross talk, you would think it was a ghost story."
"Is it really okay if we leave the driver in the store?" Pineapple asked hesitantly.
"Didn't Wu Ren say that her baby can cure people?" the fool replied.
"Is it really okay..."
"It should be fine, Sister Pineapple," Baomu said solemnly, "I can smell her scent, it's a very powerful scent."
"Wow, you can even smell this now!" Xiaoyin patted Baomu's back.
Baomu turned his head and smiled shyly.
"Let's go to the opposite door of Master Tie's house first and take a look," Xiaolan said to the Taoist priest while holding on to his chair. "What happened in the room where the wish was made just now may have some impact on reality."
The Taoist priest pursed his lips and smiled calmly, "I'm driving in that direction."
"There is one more thing I care about," Pineapple lowered his head and stared at the note with the address that Wu Ren left for them, hesitating, "What did Miss Wu Ren mean when she said, 'Forget it, don't you understand?'
Why should I understand, what should I understand?”
Before Xiaolan could say anything, Maple Sugar quickly answered Pineapple's question.
"Since Wu Ren knows everything, she must have understood your ability," Maple Sugar grabbed Pineapple's hand, "Aren't you always curious about why you can occasionally hear the voices of the dead? This may be your ability.
, so Wu Rencai said that at least you should know that another world exists."
This explanation is quite logical.
only……
Xiaolan reflected for a moment and realized that she could also hear the voices of the dead. Could it be that she learned this ability from Pineapple?
However, Pineapple's skill is sometimes useful and sometimes useless, and it cannot be used actively.
Could it be that I can even take advantage of other people’s unstable passive skills?
But Xiaolan just thought about it and didn't dare to speak at all.
"That makes sense..." Pineapple's eyes were bright and she patted the back of her boyfriend's hand.
The group of people chatted here and there, and the car soon arrived at the gate of the community at the address Wu Ren left.
After finding a parking space, Xiaolan and Daozhang got out of the car, and the rest of the people drove away without stopping too much.
This is the result of the discussion just now. The combination of Xiao Lan and Dao Zhang is relatively less suspicious, and the purpose of today is just to simply confirm the situation. Two people are enough.
As soon as Xiaolan got out of the car, she started to look at her head. She was obviously used to it after doing bad things too many times.
"You don't have to be so afraid, Xiaolan," the Taoist priest couldn't help laughing. "In this old community, outsiders can come and go at will. As long as we don't act too suspicious, nothing will happen."
"Then...do I look suspicious?"
The Taoist priest glanced up and down.
"Suspicious, please adjust your status."
As soon as these words came out, Xiaolan became even more nervous.
I have obviously behaved very naturally.
"What excuse are we going to make up if we are met by someone later?" Xiaolan asked while taking a deep breath.
"Well -" the Taoist priest raised his eyes and thought seriously, "Let's just say that we are Master Tie's family who came to see Feng Shui. His neighbors should know that this happened to his house. It is also a normal need to find someone to see Feng Shui.
.”
After speaking, the Taoist priest rummaged through his pocket, took out a crumpled yellow talisman, folded it a few times, stuffed it into the breast pocket of his coat, and deliberately exposed a corner of it.
Well, since they are magic sticks, the combination of a thirty-year-old man and a teenage girl is not so difficult to understand.
Because the magic stick itself is already very difficult to understand.
The Taoist leader strode towards the entrance with Xiaolan, who was trying hard to calm down.
Unexpectedly, before the two of them crossed the entrance gate, a person rushed over from the community inside the gate.
Looking at the direction the man was running, why did he seem to be running towards them?
Are they here to catch us?
Xiaolan's whole body froze, neither walking forward nor turning around and running.
The man muttered something and waved vigorously as he ran.
"Master!"
Master?
Which master?
Are you calling yourself and the Taoist priest?
Xiaolan clearly felt that the Taoist Priest's vigilance was somewhat dispelled by this scene.
The man ran forward and bowed slightly.
"Master!"
It turned out to be a young boy.
"Master..." The boy stopped in front of the two of them, looking innocent and easy to deceive.
"Hello, we..." Xiaolan was about to make up a self-introduction, but was interrupted by the boy.
"You two are the Feng Shui masters we invited," the boy looked at the two of them expectantly. "They are indeed a good-looking uncle and a little girl. Come in quickly!"
Feng shui master?
Xiaolan looked carefully at the boy in front of him. The boy was wearing a dark blue uniform. The uniform was not new, but it had obviously been worn for a long time.
Looking at this outfit, he looks like a property manager or security guard in a community.
"Yes, it's us. You've been waiting for a long time."
The Taoist Master agreed gracefully and happily accepted the setting. It didn't look like he had just learned the news.
The young man led the two of them forward, looking very excited.
"Please tell me more specifically what happened here," the Taoist priest said naturally, "We will conduct spirit exploration based on the environment here."
As soon as he heard about searching for spirits, the boy's clear pupils became even brighter. He was obviously a senior lover of surreal novels or animation.
Then he began to tell stories about the community with added detail.
"In Building No. 2, there was a resident who hanged himself less than a year ago..." The young man pretended to be calm and said, "All the strange things started after that."