The years of reselling the haunted house

Chapter 118

After hearing what I said, the old stall thought for a while, and suddenly shouted: "No, go back quickly."

After finishing speaking, the old stall turned around and ran away, which made me baffled.I chased after him for two steps and shouted, "Master Tan, what happened? Where are you going?"

The old stall leader didn't turn his head back, and just said: "Stop talking nonsense, go to the top of the cliff."

Although the old stall owner didn't explain clearly, he could tell that the matter was urgent, and it might have something to do with my third uncle.

The running speed of the old stall was not slow. I hurried and was dragged down by him more than ten meters.

I followed the old stall and ran forward for more than 100 meters. Suddenly, the old stall came to an emergency brake and stomped there.

I ran over, but before I could stand still, I was shaken by a gust of wind and almost fell down.

The wind here is too strong, and the wind is very cold, as if blowing from all directions.

I just noticed that we have come to a cliff top.On the top of the cliff is a platform of rocks, the area is not small, it is as big as half a basketball court.The surrounding dark mountains can no longer be seen clearly, and this should be the commanding height of the surrounding mountains.

No wonder the wind here is so strong, because there are no trees for shelter here.Only in the middle, there are a few rocks arranged in a fan shape.

Is this the place where they were buried on the cliff?

The old stall was standing near those few rocks, beating his chest and stamping his feet.

I turned around and took a look, Ma Su and Liang Yue were still following me.So he took the lantern and walked to the side of the old stall, and found that those few rocks were densely written with spells by someone.

"Master Tan, is this the top of the cliff?"

The old stall nodded.

I looked around, and there were only four of us on the top of the cliff.

"Then they..." I asked.

The old stall owner knew that I was asking about the corpses that were about to be buried on the cliff, so he pointed to the bottom of the cliff and said, "I have already jumped down."

I thought to myself, just jump, don't they come here to prepare for cliff burial?

But then the old stall's words made me hear like five thunders.

The old stall said, "Your third uncle...may be in there too."

I thought of the remorseful look of the old stall head beating his chest and feet, so it was because of this.

But I waved my hand again and said, "Master Tan, that's impossible. Those people all passed in front of me, and my third uncle must not be inside. He must have gone somewhere else."

The old stall head suddenly rushed over, with a gloomy face, and he asked word by word: "Those corpses...passed in front of you...Did you find any people who were different from others?"

"Someone who is not the same... No..." I was a little confused when asked by the old stall head.

"I'll ask you again, think about it carefully, is there any?" The old stallman asked again with a heavier tone.

I didn't dare to be ambiguous, and replayed the scene of the corpse passing in front of me just now, and suddenly my mind flashed, and I said: "Ah, there is... there is a girl who seems to be different from others. She doesn't have those things on her body." The smell, and she also talked to me, but the words were slurred, as if to let me hide..."

"Oops." Before I could finish my sentence, the old man kicked the standing rock angrily.His foot hurt from kicking, so he knelt down and rubbed his foot again.

It's funny how he looks, but I can't laugh at all.

I leaned over and asked, "Master Tan, you've confused me, what's going on?"

The old stall owner covered his head and said, "It's my fault. I didn't think carefully. Let me tell you, the bones of those corpses were all picked up by me, and I sent them to the mortician with my own hands. Here, There are no women at all."

I was taken aback: "How could it be possible without a woman, then...that girl..."

"It's your third uncle."

"Ah? That's impossible!" I felt ridiculous at the old stall's words.Uncle San is a rough old man, how could he be that girl.

"Boy, have you ever heard of ghosts covering your eyes? In the middle of the night, on this Fuyang Mountain, there is a lot of yin, under the black roof, never believe what your eyes see." The old stall shook his head and said.

"Third Uncle? Is that the Third Uncle?"

After listening to the old stall's explanation, I have no idea.I absolutely believe in things like ghosts covering their eyes.To put it bluntly, it means that your eyes are blinded, and all you see are illusions.

Looking back now, I recalled it again carefully, and suddenly thought of one thing.

Smell, the smell of that girl!

At that time, I felt that the smell was familiar to me, but for a while, I couldn't remember where I smelled it.

Now that I think about it, it's the third uncle's smell.

Ghosts cover their eyes, so what they see is false, but what they smell is real.

Thinking of this, I exclaimed: "It's the third uncle, that person is the third uncle. So..."

I looked at the bottomless cliff bottom, and my body seemed to collapse.If Third Uncle's intelligence was controlled by someone, he must have jumped off the cliff with those corpses.

It seems that the third uncle still had a little thought at that time. He was talking to me at that time, was he warning me, calling for help?
But why did he let me avoid it?
hide... hide...

I repeated the word over and over, and suddenly realized that I was wrong, completely wrong.

The third uncle didn't say "hide" at that time, but "I".

The finals of the two words are exactly the same, and the third uncle's articulation was not clear at the time, so I heard it as a hidden word.

I figured it all out, and stamped my feet, more annoyed than the old man.The third uncle was already standing in front of me, but I failed to save him.And now it is very likely that he has been buried at the bottom of the cliff.

My body fell limply to the ground, feeling hopeless.

The old stall quickly supported me, and persuaded me: "Boy, don't be discouraged. I always speak straight, old stall. Your third uncle may be dead. But until you see your third uncle's bones, you don't want anything." Do it. I'll go down the cliff to pick up your third uncle's bones, and if your third uncle is really down there, I promise to bring you back a lot."

I don't even have the strength to be angry at this moment, this old stall is really outspoken, he can't even comfort others, the third uncle is dead, what do I need those bones for?

The old stall looked at Ma Di and Liang Yue who were still standing aside, then walked over, made a few handprints with both hands, muttered something, and finally pressed his thumbs firmly between the eyebrows of Ma Di and Liang Yue.

Ma Su and Liang Yue shivered one after another, and looked around blankly.

The old stall owner said to me, "They're all right now."

If there is no such thing as Uncle San, I would be very happy. Now that I see them well, my heart is empty.

Liang Yue turned her neck, saw me at a glance, and ran towards me.

Who knew that as soon as she took a step, she couldn't stand steadily and fell to the ground all of a sudden.

(End of this chapter)