"This is Building No. 9," Sister Fang pointed to a small brick-red building on the right. "This is the building that makes the sound of playing football in the past few days. The building that replaces the water pipe is in front, Building No. 11."
Dao Zhang and Xiao Lan turned their faces and looked at the dilapidated and short Building No. 9. There was nothing special about it from the outside. However, although the small building here was dilapidated, the surroundings were clean. The green plants in the community were growing very well.
Sister Fang’s contribution is indispensable.
The three of them first went to the water pipe house to check the situation. There was no elevator in the old community. Xiaolan climbed up while holding on to the railing while looking around the interior of the corridor.
Apart from the mottled wall coverings that have been soaked in water and the foot mats and shoe racks placed at the door of each house, there are very few other things.
Xiaolan admired Sister Fang's mobility again.
Although it is such an old community, it is managed in an orderly manner by her.
No wonder everyone trusts Sister Fang so much.
Sister Fang, who was walking at the front, finally stopped, pointed to the door of 502 and said, "This is it."
The key was inserted and turned, and the lock opened smoothly. The young couple may have just left for a few days.
Two "squeak-" door opening sounds sounded at the same time.
The three of them looked at the door next door that suddenly opened.
A man's face popped up, "Xiao Fang, I guess it's you! How is Xiao Liu's house ready?"
"It's not good! We don't know how to do it. This is not to invite others to come and take a look!"
The man looked at Xiaolan and Taoist Master, and his voice suddenly lowered, "What, these two are the invited masters?"
Sister Fang smiled awkwardly, leaned over and whispered, "You two are so awesome, Brother Wang, please go home and take care of it..."
"Why is there a female doll?..."
"What's wrong with a girl? I'm also a girl..."
"What kind of girl are you..."
Sister Fang said anxiously as she pushed Brother Wang back into the door. Just as she was about to turn around and lead Taoist Priest Xiaolan in, the door to Brother Wang's house opened again.
"Yes! Master, after seeing Xiao Liu's house, come to my house to have a look! My house has been very strange recently!"
"What happened to your family again?!" Sister Fang got a little angry and asked loudly.
Brother Wang hesitated and couldn't say anything, so he finally said, "We'll talk about it when you get here." Then he closed the door and disappeared.
"I'm sorry..." Seeing that the door of 501 was finally closed, Sister Fang smiled apologetically at the two of them.
"It doesn't matter," the Taoist priest stretched out his hand to open the door of 502, "Let's go to Brother Wang's house after seeing this place."
"It's really troublesome for you..."
"No trouble."
Xiaolan also added, "This is what we should do."
I feel so professional!
Opening the door and entering the house, the furnishings in the house are basically brand new. Based on what Sister Fang said about the young couple, it can be guessed that the two may have just been married, and the furniture and furnishings in the house are all new.
Then maybe there is no such thing as a spirit attached to an old object.
"This is their living room, and inside this door is the couple's bedroom," Sister Fang pointed to a white wooden door to the left of the TV in the living room. "The water pipes in his house are mainly in the kitchen and bathroom, and the bathroom is in the bedroom."
Next to it, opposite is the kitchen.”
Sister Fang introduced the structure of Xiao Liu and his wife's family.
Quite a regular layout.
Xiaolan didn't know much about decoration, so she just wandered around looking for weird places.
"This room faces south and faces north. The Yang Qi is not flowing smoothly. The ceiling is low and the door is short, so it is easy for stagnation to accumulate in the inner cavity." The Taoist priest pointedly said, "It is a layout that is easy to attract things. After this matter is over, I also suggest that the head of the household
Let’s slightly change the layout of the apartment.”
Sister Fang's materialistic eyes shone with suspicion.
The Taoist priest smiled and said, "You don't believe this, but think about it, the window in the living room is too small, there is not enough sunlight in the room, and the wind cannot pass through, so we can only gather in the room. Over time, won't the clothes become moldy and the house is low?"
Narrowness also affects the mood of the residents. If you make small changes, there will be fewer problems and the residents' life will be healthier."
Then he added, "Feng shui often pays attention to scientific proof."
Sister Fang was moved and nodded hurriedly.
"Xiaolan, did you find any problem?"
Xiaolan turned around and frowned, "I didn't see anything strange, but... there is a smell here."
Sister Fang hurried over and said, "It's been a few days since they moved away, and I haven't had time to come over and open the window for them to ventilate..."
"It's not that kind of smell," Xiaolan waved her hand, "It's not a moldy smell. Although there is indeed a moldy smell in this room, that's not what I'm talking about... There is also a smell of raw meat here. Can you imagine it?"
Sister Fang shrugged doubtfully.
"The smell of blood?" the Taoist priest sniffed and asked.
"No, no," Xiaolan struggled to express her words, "it's the smell of raw meat without blood. Let me put it another way, it's like the smell of our own skin. It's the smell of our own flesh that can be smelled when we bury our faces in our arms.
."
"What does that smell like..." Sister Fang looked at the Taoist priest, "Where does the meat smell..."
"Yes, it has a smell," Xiaolan rubbed her hands, "It has a very light, very fragrant smell."
Sister Fang's eyes changed when she looked at Xiaolan.
"Rub your hands to warm them before smelling them," Xiaolan tried to act normal, "That's it..."
Sister Fang followed suit and finally showed a hint of understanding.
"I didn't find anything else." Xiaolan lowered his hands.
"Sister Fang, did you say that the sound that Xiao Liu and the others heard was in the living room?" the Taoist priest asked.
Sister Fang nodded, "In the living room, the sound they heard has been in the living room, and the last sound was right... right where you are standing."
Sister Fang pointed to where Xiaolan and Taoist Master were standing, and they quickly looked at their feet.
The solid wood floor is still very new, it has just been waxed, and the surface is still very smooth.
Just because other areas are smooth, some things are more conspicuous.
Xiaolan and the Taoist priest coincidentally lay down next to a floor and looked at it carefully.
"What did you find?" Sister Fang came over curiously.
The Taoist priest did not answer, but tapped his finger on the floor.
"It seems like this is it."
Sister Fang finally saw what was on the floor and was shocked.
There were clearly several parallel scratches on the flat, brand-new floor.
It's definitely not a mark accidentally made when moving.
The scratches were very neat and deliberate, five in a row, clearly the marks made by something desperately.
The Taoist priest seemed to have remembered something and asked hurriedly, "Sister Fang, where did you put the old water pipes that you replaced?"
"Each household handles it on its own, and Xiao Liu and his wife can make a living. It seems that the scrap metal is piled in the toilet and ready to be sold."
After hearing this, the Taoist leader and Xiaolan quickly rushed into the bathroom and saw that there were indeed thick and thin water pipes piled next to the bathtub.
The Taoist priest bent down and picked up half of the thick water pipe that had been cut open horizontally.
Open.
Sure enough, five identical scratches suddenly appeared on the inside of the water pipe.