This is not a weird story

Also disappearing like Wei An was the black human figure floating in the air.

However, in Pei Na's opinion, it seemed that after Wei An's playing card hit the opponent, the guy trembled, then dragged Wei An and disappeared.

"Why did it disappear?"

Pei Na was frightened, and in desperation she stretched out her hand to grab where Wei An was just now, but she didn't touch anything.

"Vian!"

With her heart beating like a drum, she immediately left the invisibility spell at her feet and searched around, feeling extremely anxious.

Pei Na still remembered the scene she just saw. Although Wei An was also fighting back and defending the opponent, he was obviously hit by the death scythe before disappearing. She didn't know what the situation is now.

Pei Na suspected that Wei An had been pulled into the space world where the God of Death was by the sickle.

If this were the case, Wei An would have no chance of surviving.

…

But Wei An's eyes suddenly dimmed, and he found that he was suddenly in an extremely unfamiliar environment.

This is an old house. I don’t know how big it is, but the current room seems to be a dining room, which is more than 30 square meters. The decoration in the room is very old, and the floors under the feet are all wooden structures and are old. , it will make a squeaking sound from time to time when you step on it.

The room was very dark because there were no electric lights, but all the candles were lit. The smell of wax from the candles was very strong, which made Wei An feel a little uncomfortable, having not smelled this smell for a long time.

All the curtains in the room were closed, but it was dark outside, so it must be night.

Wei An couldn't remember why he appeared here. He didn't remember that he and Pei Na were avoiding the Death Scythe just a second ago. He only remembered that he seemed to have come here after coming out of home.

What exactly I am doing here is also very vague in my mind.

This place doesn't look like a city, but an old house on the outskirts of the city.

While I was thinking, there were footsteps. I looked up and saw a middle-aged woman carrying a large dinner plate with several plates of food on it. The woman walked to the dining table and stopped with a smile on her face.

Putting the dinner plate in her hand on the table, she then took out the food one by one and placed it in a circle around the table.

"Wait a moment, Wei An, there is another soup. Uncle Huang will make it right away." The woman said to Wei An who was sitting aside.

Some memories immediately emerged in Wei An's mind, and he suddenly knew that the woman in front of him was named Yan.

"Uncle Huang, Aunt Yan." He said silently in his heart.

"You haven't been a guest at our house for a long time." Aunt Yan always kept a smile on her face.

But this smile seemed to Wei An to be indescribably weird, like a programmed smile.

"You sit down first, and I'll serve the rice. It will be ready soon." Aunt Yan said as she walked towards the kitchen.

"This house is big enough." Wei An looked up at the old house.

There is a double door behind him. Beyond the door is the living room on the first floor of the old house. The living room is also large, but the door is closed and the curtains are also drawn.

Wei An couldn't remember why he came here. He vaguely remembered that he seemed to have helped the family and the two parties had established a good relationship, so they would come over from time to time.

This family of three has been living in this old house. The downstairs of the old house is the living room, kitchen and activity room, and there is a small garden outside. The second floor is the bedroom and study room. Wei An remembers that he even went upstairs for a walk. Pass.

Soon, a slightly fat man with a bald head came out holding a soup basin in his hand, and bursts of heat were emanating from the top of the soup basin.

The man also had a smile on his face. He walked to the dining table, put down the soup basin, and said to Wei An, "Come over and sit down. Dinner is ready."

Wei An walked over and sat on the right side of the dining table.

At this time, Aunt Yan brought out three pairs of bowls and chopsticks, and the bowls were all filled with rice.

Wei An was a little surprised and asked: "Hey, where is Huang Yu? Won't he come to eat?"

He didn't realize how he knew the name "Huang Yu", but subconsciously asked directly.

Huang Yu is the child of the two people in front of him. Wei An remembers that Huang Yu would follow the couple every time he saw them. It seems that he met this family in the first place because he helped them deal with strange stories.

Aunt Yan replied: "Don't worry about him, he fell down and slept in the room. I have left some food out and will bring it to him later."

The meals were all simple home-cooked dishes. Wei An took a few bites of the rice, but he always felt that there seemed to be a strange smell in the food, like mold, but after a few bites, it didn't feel like it.

"Wei'an, you will stay here for two days. By the way, you can help us check if this house has bad feng shui." Uncle Huang said while eating: "I always feel that after you helped us deal with the strange story last time and moved in, Things are not going well for the family.”

Wei An laughed and said, "I don't know how to read Feng Shui. I haven't learned anything about it. But if it involves ghost stories and you need me to deal with them, I will definitely help."

Aunt Yan glanced at Uncle Huang, then turned her gaze to Wei An, and said, "I'm sorry to bother you. Please help us take a look at this house and our couple in the past two days. Are they the ones who were killed after the last strange conversation?" They are haunted by resentful spirits and weird things, or see if there is anything special about these rooms and help us deal with them."

Wei An put down his chopsticks and asked, "Uncle Huang, Aunt Yan, did you notice anything weird in this room?"

"No." Uncle Huang and Aunt Yan shook their heads at the same time.

Uncle Huang added: "I just feel uncomfortable. I don't know why."

"Okay, let me take a look." Wei An nodded.

His guest bedroom was next to the bedroom of the couple's son Huang Yu. After dinner, the three of them chatted for a while and then went upstairs to rest.

Wei An was surprised at what time it was at night. He found that he didn't bring his mobile phone, and he didn't see any clock in the house.

After returning to the guest bedroom, he opened the curtains that were also closed and took a look. It was pitch dark outside, and only a few ancient trees could be seen. Next to the ancient trees, there was a circular pond that was about to dry up. In addition to some sewage, a large amount of water had fallen into the pond. of rotten leaves.

After returning to the bed and taking off her coat, Wei An heard the sound of the door opening in the next room, followed by the creak of feet on the old wooden floor. It must have been Aunt Yan bringing food to her son.

Soon the footsteps sounded again, and then the sound of the door closing.

Wei An closed his eyes and thought about where to start tomorrow to find out why the family felt uncomfortable.

I don't know how long it took, but when he felt that he was about to fall asleep, three knocking sounds came from Huang Yu's bedroom next door.

The sound was obviously knocking on the wall of his bedroom.

The sleepiness that just came over disappeared instantly, mainly because this place was always filled with a strange feeling. If Wei An had to choose, he would definitely not stay here for two nights.

I don't know why now, but since I'm here, I must help Uncle Huang and Aunt Yan investigate clearly and give a result.

Getting up from the bed, Wei An went to the wall where the knock was coming from. The side of the wall should be the room where Huang Yu was.

After waiting for a while, there was no more knocking. Wei An opened the bedroom door and walked to the corridor, then walked to Huang Yu's bedroom door.

He didn't knock on the door, but looked down at the gap between the door and the floor, and found a faint candle light coming from inside, indicating that the people inside were not sleeping yet.

"Huang Yu?" He shouted softly towards the door.

There was no movement inside.

Wei An turned his head and glanced at the door of another large bedroom. That bedroom belonged to Uncle Huang and Aunt Yan, but the door was currently closed tightly.

Wei An tried to press the door handle. Huang Yu's bedroom was easily opened and he walked in.

The dim candle light flickered on and off.

Wei An saw Huang Yu sitting in front of the desk at the foot of the bed, with his back to the bedroom door. However, there were no books on the desk, but three burning red candles.

In addition, there are several bowls of food placed on the table, and some of the food have basically become cold and rancid. Only one bowl is still a little warm, which should be the bowl that Aunt Yan sent over just now.

Wei An was slightly surprised. He no longer called "Huang Yu"'s name, but slowly approached the other party, bent down to take a look, and then immediately backed away.

Because he found that Huang Yu's eyes were tightly closed and his face was extremely pale. He looked like he was sitting on a chair in a daze. In fact, there was a long and thin blood streak around his neck, as if he was wearing a small necklace surrounding his neck.

Based on Wei An's experience, if the prediction was correct, Huang Yu would have expired long ago!