Who is my upstairs

Chapter 115 The "Dead" Old Woman

Unexpectedly, the door was locked from the outside, and there was no bolt on the inside. If someone lived inside, why did they lock the door from the outside?
Could it be that the psychic Chihiro is not in it?

The lock that locks the door is a copper lock, which is very old and worn. The old lady poked it with an iron key for a long time before opening the door.

The room was pitch black, and the old lady only held this old-fashioned oil lamp in her hand.

Only after Yang Xiaofan and Xiangzi used the strong flashlight did they see clearly the structure and furnishings in the house.

The inside is very spacious, with four Eight Immortals tables and eight Eight Immortals chairs placed on both sides. There is a glass bottle and a purple clay tea set on each table.

At the end of the shop, there is a wooden counter. Usually, the shopkeeper of the antique shop should greet customers next to this counter. Behind the counter is a row of antique shelves.

There are a lot of things on the shelves, including large-sized ancient coins, white porcelain from the Song Dynasty, Burmese jade Buddha, and some bronze ware.

"Go to the third floor to discuss business. This place is reserved for ordinary customers. You are VIPs of the big boss. There are special services for going up to the third floor." The old woman coughed a few times and walked up the hollow wooden stairs next to the counter. The wood is thinner than that in the Li family's ancestral house. Walking on it, it makes a "knock, knock..." sound, which makes people feel very uncomfortable.

Xiangzi walked behind Yang Ziming, and Yang Xiaofan walked in the front to explore the way.

This staircase is a bit like the staircase in an old castle. It spirals up. The sound touches more surfaces here, and the echo formed is longer and weirder.

Yang Xiaofan wore sneakers to go out, and the sound was much quieter than Xiangzi's leather shoes.I only heard Xiangzi's leather shoes stepping on the ground, one sound, and then there was a "touch", and the wooden stairs were broken with one foot.

Yang Xiaofan turned his head and glanced at Xiangzi, and saw that he had quickly pulled his foot out of the sunken position, and followed closely behind Yang Ziming.

The old woman walked to a corner on the second floor, and suddenly sang a ballad again, "In July and a half, light a sickle. My brother comes out to catch ghosts, and a grandma sits inside. Grandma comes out to burn incense, and a girl sits inside, and the girl comes out to drop by. I can't get my head back."

The voice was hoarse, low and low, and it sounded creepy.

Xiangzi was a little angry and cursed: "Damn old woman, are you trying to scare us on purpose? Try losing your head? Don't let me catch up with you, otherwise I won't respect the old and love the young and show mercy to you .”

Don't look at the old woman walking slowly just now, as if she had an engine installed on her feet now, the three of them followed behind, usually only her footsteps and the sound of singing a ballad could be heard.

As soon as she catches up with her, she quickly disappears around the corner, Yang Xiaofan has to take care of the unconscious Yang Ziming, there is no way to catch up with that old lady.

Another version of this ballad has been changed. Before, the girl fell into the water, but now she lost her head. The more I listen to it, the more terrifying it becomes.

Yang Xiaofan knew that the psychic medium dealt with ghosts all day long, so it was impossible for him to have no real skills, otherwise, he wouldn't have hurt his brother like this.

As soon as Xiangzi's voice fell, a beautiful woman's laughter suddenly came from upstairs on the third floor. This laughter was sharp and miserable, and it made people feel chills.

Then there was a beautiful woman's head, "Boom, boom, boom..." rolled down the steps layer by layer, and just stopped at Yang Xiaofan's feet.

That head was braided in the period of the Republic of China, his face was pale, his eyes were still open, staring at Yang Xiaofan's ankles non-stop.

Her toes could even feel the weight of the human head.

Her footsteps stopped, and as long as she moved, the head would continue to roll down the stairs, or fall to the feet of her younger brother or Xiangzi.

That head actually smiled and opened its mouth, blowing lightly on Yang Xiaofan's feet.What's more, the wild and wicked laughter of the woman upstairs never stopped.

Under the darkness, the range that the flashlight's beam can find is very limited, and that little light can't stop the terrifying atmosphere here.

At this moment, Xiangzi groaned and fell to his knees on the ground. He asked Yang Xiaofan with some difficulty, "Why don't you leave? Xiaofan?"

The head at Yang Xiaofan's feet was blocked by the darkness and Yang Ziming's body, Xiangzi couldn't see it, and now he was kneeling on the ground suddenly in pain, Yang Xiaofan didn't have time to take care of that head at all.

Stopping and lifting his feet, he rushed to Xiangzi's side. Xiangzi was holding the lower part of the palm of his right hand, and his body had already begun to tremble slightly.

Yang Xiaofan raised the flashlight and looked carefully at Xiangzi's palm, only to find that a granulation of a human face grew out of his palm.

This thing looks really disgusting, and it hurts so much if you touch it lightly, and that face seems to have an expression, and now it seems to be smiling.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Next to his ear was the sound of a human head rolling down the stairs, the sound was more terrifying than the laughter of the woman upstairs, Yang Xiaofan felt his stomach convulsed and chilled, "Xiangzi, what should we do now?"

"Go up and have a look, and leave this thing alone." Xiangzi knew that the wound on his palm must have come into contact with the pearl conjured by the female ghost, and was entangled with unclean things.

But at this moment, there is only forward, not backward.

"Okay." Yang Xiaofan took Yang Ziming's hand and walked to the front again.

The third floor was also in darkness. On the right hand side near the stairs, there was a huge window. There was no glass on the window, and the stars in the sky could be seen directly.

Under the illumination of the strong flashlight, a total of six sets of coffins can be seen, each with a piece of yellow cloth with a spell drawn on it.

On the incense table are tributes, incense candles, rankings, and a woman sitting there. Yang Xiaofan shines a flashlight on the woman. The woman is very young.

She was wearing clothes similar to Bai Wuchang, but they were not very loose, but very slim. The white top hugged her billowy breasts, and the trousers directly outlined her buttocks.

There is a slightly seductive heavy makeup on the face, a bright blush on the pale face, pink lip gloss, and enchanting eye shadow.

She took a sip of the hookah lightly in the moonlight, her expression very comfortable.

"You guys are finally here. This pair of grass figurines is priced at 80. No bargaining is accepted. If...you value other things in the store, I can give you a [-]% discount."

After finishing speaking, he threw a pair of straw figures on the ground.

"Yes." Yang Xiaofan immediately stepped forward to pick up the straw man on the ground, and untied the rope that tied the two tightly together.

She knew the codes of all Yang Ziming's cards, so she put a card directly on the coffin lid of a coffin.

There are 100 million in it, but she didn't say the amount, she didn't want to bargain with the woman, she just said, "The password is on the back of the card, if you return the straw man to us, can Li Gui let my brother go? You have to find a way Deal with that ghost that haunts my brother."

The woman jumped down from the incense table, walked in front of Yang Ziming, touched Yang Ziming's chin lightly with her cold fingers, and said with a smile: "You look pretty handsome, no wonder the female ghost wants to haunt him."

Suddenly, a pale dead face appeared from behind Yang Ziming, and she said viciously: "Qianxun, you also have to leave us, you bitch, I'll kill you."

It turned out that this woman was the psychic Chihiro, and she was unexpectedly so young.

The female ghost's hand with only white hand bones strangled Qianxun's neck forcefully, and Qianxun was really a parallel importer. Before she could say anything, she was strangled by the female ghost.

This happened so suddenly, Yang Xiaofan didn't expect that this psychic used so many bad tricks, and it was so easy to die.

The female ghost disappeared again, the young woman on the ground, her skin quickly aged, and finally turned into a dead old woman who looked more than 100 years old.

Xiangzi thought to himself, damn it, she has really become a "dead" old woman!

(End of this chapter)