Who is my upstairs

Chapter 80 Who are you?
This sentence made Yang Xiaofan feel inexplicably horrified in his heart, she came here, is it a matter of fate?
how can that be!

If the fate of heaven is permanent, what is the meaning of life? !

Because of the unknown road ahead, human beings will have the motivation to go on...

"It's my destiny to come here... This... It doesn't make sense... One's fate is in one's own hands. Could it be that Master, you can predict that I will come here?"

Seeing that Fu Yufang poured the tea, Yang Xiaofan was very thirsty, so he took a sip to quench his thirst.

To Yang Xiaofan's surprise, the taste of the tea was not the rancid smell that only the dead would drink as she imagined, but sweet and delicious.

The woman smiled and said, "Do you really think so?"

"I..." Yang Xiaofan felt that his own values ​​were about to be overthrown. If there were good and evil in the past life in the world, and fate was predetermined, then would people live only to struggle with fate?

Yang Xiaofan bit his lip and said, "But how did you know I would come? Did you figure it out?"

"I'm not a god, how can I calculate these things? Although I'm dead, I'm the only one here who can borrow the power of a black cat's wronged soul and turn into a black cat to leave here. I know every move you make outside. .Do you still remember that you once cut the wound, and blood inadvertently dripped into the clay pot used to make Gu? From that moment on, your body is destined to become a sacrifice of the evil god, and you will never be able to escape."

The woman said with a smile, suddenly, a black cat jumped down from the eaves, jumped into the woman's arms, and meowed meekly a few times.

The woman said regretfully, "This is a cat with golden pupils of the moon spirit, which was born in Persia. It can walk between Yin and Yang, and some tomb robbers like to adopt it. This little guy is poor. He was killed by the clay pot. You can stay here with me."

Yang Xiaofan didn't pay too much attention to the eyebrows of the cat named Yueling Jintong, it suddenly occurred to her mind that she encountered various situations of black cats in the Li family's ancestral house, and the strange experiences again and again made her feel so far. It's still creepy to think about.

It turned out to be that woman who changed!
Yang Xiaofan's chest is inexplicably blocked, it's hard to let go!
It was she who made her hallucinate on purpose, and saw the bloody arm, and it was she who made her see a group of hanged old hangers...

Yang Xiaofan looked at the woman in front of him, he couldn't distinguish her loyalty, treachery, good and evil for a while, but he still couldn't help suppressing the anger in his heart, and asked: "My blood fell into the clay pot, why on earth... Am I a sacrifice to the evil god?"

"Don't look at the simple appearance of the pottery pot. When it is fired, it is made of pottery clay that needs the combination of soul and flesh of 3000 people. It was used in ancient times to punish slaves and make Gu kings. Just release the blood and pour it into the pottery pot You can collect the whole soul of a person and use it to feed the Gu King. Although your blood only falls into a part of the clay pot, it is enough for the ghost in the pot to remember your breath. After you are targeted by the ghost, this For the rest of my life, I will never escape the curse of being a sacrifice." The black cat sneered as the woman stroked it.

Yang Xiaofan felt that he was really going to be pissed off by this woman, and the woman in front of him said that he couldn't escape, but she was smiling so happily.

Thinking of her benevolent master Yufang calling her master, she held back her breath and did not attack.

Yang Xiaofan glanced at Fu Yufang, and asked, "But...but how could Teacher Fu be taken away by the ghost?"

"Hehehe, you underestimate their power too much... As long as the person whose blood is collected by the clay pot will be remembered by the ghosts in the pot. Before touching the yin energy of the pot, is it true? You will be targeted by the ghosts in the clay pot, but once you touch the pot or... contact someone related to the pot, and this person's blood has been dripped into the pot, you will definitely die."

After the woman finished speaking, Fu Yufang lowered her head and said, "Xiaofan, through the hospital, they can get the blood of many people. This city... most people in this city will not be spared. Xiaofan, if you can go out , we must find a way..."

them……

Who are they?

Is it the secret organization that Xiangzi mentioned?
Yang Xiaofan shuddered in his heart, there are ghosts and ghosts in this world, but the truly terrifying thing is still the human heart, these people are plotting a shocking secret for their own benefit.

They hold almost everyone's life in this city in their hands!
However, is what the two of them said believable?
Yang Xiaofan once again questioned, what is the reason for this hideous Taoist nun who turned into a black cat and repeatedly harmed her?
Yang Xiaofan bit his lip, pointed at that woman, and asked: "Teacher, it's not that I don't believe you, but...why does the black cat she turned into hurt me repeatedly? Tonight, she was the one who The tree lured me into the kitchen, and I nearly... died!"

Fu Yufang was also taken aback, she never thought that her master would actually kill Yang Xiaofan.

Then, Fu Yufang's gaze also fell on that woman.

The woman curled her lips and said calmly: "Yang Xiaofan, you are living in a private house, I wanted to scare you away first, but you are not afraid. I found that you are pure yin, and I think you can save this place I deliberately left clues for you, so that you can continue to investigate. Who knows that your understanding is so poor, and you were still kept in the dark until your teacher was killed. Tonight, I just want to remind you that the entrance to the basement Your seal was torn apart, but you, who have wasted such a talent, were frightened by ghosts and couldn't move an inch. With your ability, you should have restrained those ghosts."

Yang Xiaofan suddenly realized that the woman in front of him seemed to have grasped the whole story, so she... who could it be?

To be able to master so many secrets!

"But who are you?!! Why do you know so many... unknown secrets..." Yang Xiaofan asked her loudly.

"Who am I? What do you think of when you look at this?" The woman put a emerald green transparent jade ring on the table, and continued to look at Yang Xiaofan with her pair of eye sockets without eyeballs.

At first Yang Xiaofan didn't focus his eyes on the jade ring, his eyes were still fixed on the woman's dark eye sockets, and his heart felt hairy.

It was really hard for her to accept, the feeling that she was talking to a decayed corpse at this moment was really too weird.

Inadvertently, Yang Xiaofan shifted his gaze to the table.

Yang Xiaofan recognized that ring.

It was worn by the woman of the Tang Dynasty in the mural, worn by the ghostly hand that grabbed her ankle, and finally appeared in a sandalwood box containing the dead black cat.

(End of this chapter)