Maoshan ghost hunter

The main entrance of the house is two opposite iron doors, fastened by an iron chain, and a large lock is hung on it.

Ye Shaoyang turned over from the wall again, and saw an old man in his sixties standing beside Xie Yuqing.

"This is the village party secretary. When he saw us entering the village, he came up to ask about the situation." Xie Yuqing explained to Ye Shaoyang: "Many of my clues were provided by this old gentleman. Thank you."

The village party secretary heard from the voice that Ye Shaoyang was the leader here, so he asked him, "Do you want to enter this house?"

Ye Shaoyang nodded and asked, "Can't you go in?"

"You can't go in, you absolutely can't go in," the village party secretary said, waving his hands, "It's haunted by ghosts."

"Haunted, what's the trick?" Ye Shaoyang asked.

The village party secretary hesitated for a moment, moved closer to him, and said in a low voice: "This is the house of Old Man Chen's family. After Old Man Chen died, Serena moved out too, and locked the courtyard and room doors. Even the windows were boarded up,

Later, there were a few idlers in our village who did all kinds of shit, suspected that there was something good hidden in it, and broke through the windows in the middle of the night to get in. As a result... alas, when they came back, they said there was a ghost screaming inside, and everyone fell ill. I haven't got out of bed for half a month, this house is evil! "

Ye Shaoyang asked: "Did you just hear ghosts?"

The village party secretary stared blankly, "Isn't it enough to hear ghosts? If they really see ghosts, can they still come out?"

Ye Shaoyang smiled, and asked further: "What kind of ghost cry?"

"It is said to be the cry of a child, some crying and laughing, oh yes, it is said to be the voice of more than one child."

Ye Shaoyang and Xie Yuqing looked at each other and knew they were in the right place.

Ye Shaoyang thought for a while and asked, "I heard that Hu Wei occasionally comes back at night, right? Have you asked him about it?"

"Who dares to ask, he is the son of an old man, and he is also an old man." The village branch secretary said, "When he was in the village, he was very withdrawn and hardly interacted with others. When Officer Xie asked me before, I was the same That said, although Serena is from our village, almost no one knows him."

Ye Shaoyang nodded and said, "What did you mean, old man?"

"The old man is a countryman, he is a godly man, a mage. No one dares to enter his house casually."

Wuyue Daoist heard this, snorted and said: "A country god is also worth mentioning."

Ye Shaoyang thought it was funny, thinking that if Hu Wei was here, he would probably kill you with one hand, but on the surface he gave a thumbs up, and said to the village party secretary: "See, we have this Taoist master, what? The old man is not afraid of ghosts and ghosts, just look at his attire, and you know he must be an expert."

Daoist Wuyue didn't realize that he was being sarcastic, so he straightened his back and pretended to be a fairy.

Xie Yuqing stepped forward and said to the village party secretary: "Master, we are here to perform a mission, we must go in, please go back, sir, thank you for the clues you provided."

"Wait a minute, sir, can you lend us a sledgehammer?" Ye Shaoyang said.

Xie Yuqing frowned and asked, "What do you want a sledgehammer for?"

"Break the lock to get in, and the windows inside have to be smashed."

Xie Yuqing hesitated and said: "If you are so blatant, will you startle the snake?"

Ye Shaoyang gave her a white look, "Do you think Hu Wei wouldn't know if we sneaked in? Do you think we never came?"

Xie Yuqing thought so too, so she came forward to ask the village party secretary to borrow a sledgehammer. The village party secretary was afraid that Hu Wei would come back for revenge, so he didn't want to agree. In the end, Zhuang Yuning gave him a few hundred yuan, which was regarded as buying a hammer. Agreed, Pidianpidian ran home and brought a hammer.

Ye Shaoyang did it himself, swung the sledgehammer, and it only took three strokes to break the door lock, and a group of people walked in one after another.

Seeing that there was a Taoist priest present, the village party secretary felt that there should be no danger, so he followed him out of curiosity.

Wuyue Daoist walked in front, took out the compass, and began to observe it decently.

Ye Shaoyang couldn't bear it anymore, patted him on the shoulder and said: "I checked, everything in the yard is normal, don't waste your time."

Daoist Wuyue rolled his eyes: "You may not be able to check accurately, I have to do it myself to avoid accidents."

Ye Shaoyang was speechless.

"This is the window," said the village party secretary when they came to a window on the side of the house. "Last time, Xiao San and those idlers broke through this window to get in. I checked it afterwards, but after After a while, it was repaired by someone, probably Serena made it privately."

Xie Yuqing frowned, and said in Ye Shaoyang's ear: "It's really strange, if there is really some secret in it, why does Hu Wei let others in, at least he should get a kid to guard here, at last At least people can’t let people go in and out casually.”

Ye Shaoyang shook his head, "He frightened those idlers, but he didn't do anything to them. After the news spread, no one in the village dared to go in again. This is what he wanted. If he really killed people or something In this way, it may cause trouble instead, there is no need for this.”

"Then...why seal the windows?"

Ye Shaoyang touched the wooden boards blocking the windows, and said, "This is dark wood, which is used to separate the yin and nourish Qi." Looking up at the ridge of the roof, he sighed: "With the dark wood to seal the windows, the whole room is equivalent to It's a big coffin, and there's no way to leak out any breath inside."

Xie Yuqing was taken aback when she heard this, and wanted to ask more details. Ye Shaoyang turned around and walked outside the main door, picked up the hammer, and slammed it hard on the door lock. After a few hits, the lock was broken, and the door was kicked open. A cold breath came to the nostrils.

Ye Shaoyang immediately sensed it, and his heart froze. There was a trace of corpse in the Yin Qi. Could it be that there are zombies in the room?

Chapter 339 Gumantong Warehouse

"You wait here, don't come in yet." After speaking, Ye Shaoyang stepped in, heard footsteps, turned his head and saw that it was the Taoist priest without a moon, holding a whisk, nervous.

Ye Shaoyang didn't bother to care about him, and looked up, because the windows were all sealed, the room was pitch black, and he could hardly see anything.

Ye Shaoyang went back outside, smashed all the windows on the left and right with a hammer, and then went back to the house. This time the light was much better. Looking up, in front of him was a very ordinary farm living room with a dining table. The four tables were all covered with a thick layer of dust. The floor was muddy and dusty, but there were some messy footprints on it, one extending to the room on the left.

Ye Shaoyang followed the footprints and walked into the room. This is a bedroom, and there is only a bed and a cabinet in the room.

Ye Shaoyang's eyes fell on the cabinet, and he reached out to brush off the dust. After looking carefully, the cabinet was also made of gloomy wood, so he stretched out his hand and opened the cabinet door, looked inside, and was stunned:

There are three rows of cabinets, full of well-made Gumantong, standing like little people inside.Ye Shaoyang took out a few of them one after another, and felt that they were all empty guys with no little ghosts stationed there, so he called Zhuang Yuning to come in, and everyone followed in except the village party secretary.

Seeing these Gumantongs, everyone was stunned on the spot.

Ye Shaoyang lit an ever-burning candle, put it next to the cabinet, and said to Zhuang Yuning: "Look carefully, is there anyone who looks similar to your Gumantong?"

Zhuang Yuning looked at them one by one, pointed to one at the end, and said, "This looks a bit similar, but it's not exactly the same, um, no."

Ye Shaoyang carried the Gumantong out, looked at the facial features, and saw that it looked like a naive boy.

"These villains are quite cute," Xie Yuqing said in confusion, "I don't feel any horror at all. How can such little ghosts harm people?"

"This is a living Gumantong," Ye Shaoyang rubbed Gumantong's head, sniffed it, and said, "This is made of rosewood, which is very valuable, but its psychic ability is poor. Even if it is nourished by blood, the speed of the kid's cultivation Can't keep up."

Xie Yuqing was very curious when she saw the real Gumantong for the first time. She looked into the cabinet one by one and exclaimed, "They all look cute, but...why are they all different?"

Ye Shaoyang shrugged and said, "I don't know much about this thing, and neither do I."

Zhuang Yuning said: "I heard from Yingying that little ghosts are like people, they have different personalities and hobbies, and they like different offerings. Each one is different, and I don't know why."

"This is possible. Before moving in, the little ghosts raised alive will chant scriptures to wash away their hostility and resentment, turning them into a chaotic state. The process of feeding is tantamount to gradual plasticity, so there will be differences in appearance and habits."

Ye Shaoyang stood up, walked around the bedroom with the long bright candle, then returned to the living room, saw that Wuyue Daoist was still looking at his compass, and asked amusedly: "What do you see?"

"In this room, there is ghost energy and corpse energy." Taoist Wuyue stared at the compass and said.