The years of reselling the haunted house

Chapter 368
Although the windows were closed, the temperature in the room was still getting lower and lower.I wrapped my down jacket tightly around my body, but I still couldn't resist the cold, so I had to walk back and forth in the room to keep warm.

Because I have to guard here, I can't climb out of the wall to find my third uncle.

I was walking back and forth, and suddenly I heard a strange sound in my ears.Now my spirit is extremely tense, and my heart jumps with fear when I hear any trouble.The sound seemed to come from the yard, and it also seemed to be the sound of footsteps.

I was shocked, stopped quickly, approached the window, and listened carefully to the movement outside.

Sure enough, after my footsteps stopped, the sound of giggling footsteps still came from the yard.

I was taken aback, could it be that the third uncle came back?

I walked over and opened the door. The cold wind from outside blew sand and gravel into the room, blowing out the candle on the table all at once.

I closed the door again, this is definitely not the third uncle!Even if he came back, he couldn't be so sneaky. If it was him, he would have come to look for me a long time ago.

If it's not third uncle, then Lao Xiao is back?
"Who? Who's outside?" I couldn't help asking.

No one responded, but a stronger gust of wind blew over, completely drowning out my voice.It also made me cough a few times.

No, the wind is wrong.

I suddenly realized that this wind is not a normal wind.

I have learned that the real Yin wind is different from the ordinary wind.The first is the temperature. No matter how cold the ordinary cold wind blows on the body, it is within the range that can be tolerated. The worst thing is to rely on heating equipment to resist it.But this kind of yin wind, blowing on the body is the kind of yin and cold that can penetrate the skin and blow to the bone.

Of course, this yin wind can also be divided into three, six, and nine grades. Ordinary yin wind is supported by its own yang energy, and it can barely be tolerated. The feeling that my bones were blown away.

I asked Uncle San, the formation of this kind of yin wind is very simple, that is, the change of yin and yang in a place will lead to corresponding changes in air flow.As for the change of yin and yang, the most common situation is the imbalance of yin and yang caused by the existence of ghosts.

After a long period of training, I can judge the attribute of the wind only by intuition.

What just woke me up from the window was the usual cold wind, which is common at this time of year.

But I just opened the door, and the wind blowing outside is definitely a cloudy wind.

This shows that the footsteps I heard just now should not be people.

Thinking of this, I was shocked.Subconsciously shrank back from the door.

Sister Hua said at the time that the reason why the warehouse was haunted was because several people had died in it.Is it really the ghosts of those dead people who are causing trouble?The warning that the third uncle gave them during the day was completely ineffective, which shows that the ghosts outside are not ordinary little ghosts.

I involuntarily grabbed the mahogany sword at hand, and straightened the dog tooth on my chest.I am ashamed to say that after so many things, although my courage has been tempered a lot, but at this time, I still feel guilty for a while.

The word ghost has been the most taboo topic in people's mind since ancient times.Although I know that humans and ghosts are just two forms of existence in this world, I still feel a little nervous when dealing with ghosts.It can be said that I have never been able to pass the level that ordinary people are afraid of ghosts.The third uncle said that if you can't pass this test, you won't make rapid progress in either cultivation or Taoism.

And at this moment, in addition to the sound of footsteps outside, there was a vague shout from the yard.The voice was very soft at first, but then it became louder and louder.But although the voice was very loud, if you listen carefully, you can't really hear it.It sounds like someone stuffed a ball of cotton in their throat.

The shout did not seem to be made by one person, but a cry made by many people together.

The reason why they couldn't hear clearly was because those people were not shouting in unison.After shouting for a while, the shouting finally became orderly. After listening carefully, I could barely hear the content of the shouting.

The shout was like a labor chant, neat and rhythmic.One of them was leading the shout.

"Fourteen... Hey, hey-hey-hey, split into two groups... Hey, hey-hey-hey, six and eight, hey, hey-hey-hey, hardwood... ...hey, hey-hey-hey...you're on your way...hey, hey-hey-hey, guys...hey, hey-hey-hey, come on...hey, hey - Hey-hey..."

The sound of chant is endless, and I will never hear it wrong.

The voice is very penetrating, and it is also very visual after shouting, so that you can immediately imagine the scene of them working in the forest farm with great fanfare.

Although I felt guilty, I still couldn't help my strong curiosity, so I boldly opened the door a crack.I looked out through the crack of the door.

The moonlight outside was very strong. Under the moonlight, I vaguely saw a team of workers walking back and forth in the yard vaguely.

The sound of the chant came from them.

Under the moonlight, their bodies looked a bit hollow and hazy, as if a ball of white gas gathered into a human form.

They walked from one side of the yard to the other.After reaching the end, he turned his head back and walked back.

I kept staring at them, and walked back and forth like this no less than a dozen times.The voice of the chant kept shouting, and the footsteps kept stopping, but they didn't mean to stop at all.

I got goosebumps all over my body, and I quickly grabbed the wad of paper money my third uncle left me, hurriedly set it on fire, and started burning it at the door.

Money can turn ghosts around, the temptation of paper money is not small for ordinary ghosts.Ordinary little ghosts, as long as you burn paper money for them, they won't pester you anymore.

But after I burned all the paper money, the disturbing chant still lingered in the yard.

And the ashes of the burnt paper money were blown up by a gust of wind, hovering in the mid-air of the yard, and they did not disperse for a long time.The ghosts who chanted chant seemed indifferent to the paper money.

I'm a little discouraged, I'm not even interested in paper money, so what do these people want.

I stared nervously at the team walking back and forth, and soon discovered a problem. In their cell, the first sentence they shouted was, fourteen people.But such a group of people walked back and forth more than ten times, and I counted them, but there were only ten people in this team, and four people were missing.

This number is not right?

After discovering this, I accidentally pushed the door open and walked into the yard.

(End of this chapter)