My ghost wives all want to kill me?

"okay."

After leading Li Gui to the end of the corridor on the second floor, the old man took out a key from his pants pocket and slowly opened the door.

There are only two rooms on the second floor, and the corridor is very narrow, only about one meter wide.

A thin layer of powder fell on the guardrail. It was not dust, but also quicklime.

"You can sleep in this room. No matter what noise you hear at night, don't come out. If something happens, I won't be responsible."

"Something happened, what could happen? Speaking of uncle, is there a ghost in this village? I heard that remote villages like this are the most likely to be haunted. Have you ever seen a ghost? Can you record it with your mobile phone?"

Li Gui did not get out of the way for the time being. He held a candlelight and a ghost-killing knife and stood in front of the middle-aged man, rambling here and there.

Thinking about how to get some information about the Ye family mansion from this person.

"Today is the Winter Clothes Festival. The gates of hell are open. If you don't want to get into trouble, just stay in the house. I don't know about other things. I'm going to bed. Please give me a break."

"Hey, Uncle Zhao, wait a minute, I haven't given you the money yet."

Not defeated by the other party's indifferent attitude, Li Gui put the candlestick on the guardrail and enthusiastically took out his wallet to pay for the accommodation.

"I'll come back later to collect it. You can give it to me."

When he found that the tall man in front of him refused to move out of the way and glanced at the ghost-killing knife in his hand, Old Man Zhao could only be patient and speak again.

"Okay, by the way, Uncle Zhao, I heard that people lived in this village eighty or ninety years ago, and it is still not completely abandoned. Do you think there are any valuable antiques in this village?"

Li Gui lowered his voice and narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was really a money-grubbing anchor.

"I've never heard of any antiques. There are only a few households in this shabby village. How can there be anything valuable?"

After Old Man Zhao finished speaking, he seemed to be about to leave forcefully. It was obviously not too late, but Li Gui always felt that he was in a panic and didn't know what to do.

"That's not right, Uncle Zhao. I heard that there is a Ye family mansion in this village. It can be called a mansion. There must be a lot of valuable things."

Get out of the way for this middle-aged man, whose hunched back had already walked quickly to the stairs.

But when he heard Li Gui's words, he suddenly stopped.

He didn't answer immediately. Old Man Zhao stared at him closely with his two sunken eyes.

"Uncle Zhao, what's wrong? Can't we go to the Ye family mansion?"

With a smile on his face, Li Gui silently pointed his knife at the middle-aged man in front of him.

The candlelight on the guardrail swayed in the wind, but the atmosphere was still silent.

The two were deadlocked in the narrow corridor. The weather in the mountains was unpredictable. Ten seconds later, a flash of thunder suddenly flashed in the cold wind, followed by a loud noise that shook the earth.

"I don't know. That place was abandoned a long time ago. If you want to go, just go."

After the unexpected answer, Old Man Zhao walked down the stairs directly. Li Huiwan wanted to run over and ask, but when he reached the stairs, he found that Old Man Zhao had gone downstairs and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The first floor fell into darkness again for some reason, and no one could be seen at all.

"strangeness."

Unsure whether this old man Zhao was a ghost, Li Gui took out his flashlight and looked at the environment on the first floor.

Only a small patch of soil can be seen.

It was the same as when he came up, nothing had changed.

"It feels like the people in this village are hiding something. Is it related to the Ye family mansion?"

Withdrawing his gaze, Li Gui took the flashlight and ghost-killing knife and returned to the room that Old Man Zhao had prepared for him.

By the way, I also brought in the white candlestick left by Old Man Zhao.

The house was very small, less than twenty square meters, with no windows and only one door for entry and exit.

There is a bed and a wardrobe in the house. Opposite the wardrobe is a wooden table. On the wooden table are an incense burner and several paper stacks of gold ingots.

There is a brazier on the left side of the door, and a lot of ashes have accumulated in the brazier.

It seemed like someone was here and burned something.

"This is the first time I've heard of the Winter Clothes Festival. It's probably a ghost festival like the Ghost Festival."

After walking into the house and putting the candlestick away, Li Gui looked outside the corridor. After returning to the house, he closed the door behind him.

Following the candlelight in the room, he first came to the wardrobe and opened the medium-sized wardrobe.

There was nothing inside, it was empty, only a smell of decay came from it.

The bed on one side is also very simple. The bed board is made of palm silk and is placed on two benches. There is only a quilt, which is slightly damp to the touch.

There was nothing hanging under the bed. Li Gui turned the whole room to one side and found nothing. He put his backpack on the bed in disappointment. In the light of the candlelight, he took out his notebook and took a look. .

Not noticing any changes, he took out Xiaobai from his trouser pocket again.

This guy started pretending to be dead since he entered the village. He didn't move the whole time, as if there was some kind of scary presence in the village, which made this elementary school student who likes to peep at Sese quiet down.

"I wonder if Wang Dingfeng has found anything useful."

After playing with Xiao Bai for a while and getting no response, Li Gui rummaged through the drawers under the table.

Chapter 221 Paper Man

Nothing was found in the first few drawers, but in the last drawer, there was a small account book.

It seems to be recorded by Old Man Zhao when he usually sells things. It only contains the name of the person and the amount owed to Old Man Zhao after the name.

But the only strange thing is that most of the people's names have been crossed out with a red pen.

Only a few names remain.

The most recent time was two years ago.

It seems that since that year, no one has ever bought anything from Old Man Zhao.

"Does the crossed-out name mean that these people have paid back the money, or does it mean that they are dead and cannot pay back the money?"

There were no other records behind the ledger. Li Gui put it back in the drawer and looked at the incense burner and the gold ingots on the table.

Everything is normal.

Although the house is simple, there is nothing strange about it. It is very different from the weird scene in the whole village at night.

"When I arrived at Huailiu Village, it was only around 21 o'clock in the evening, but there was no one in the whole village, and the houses I saw along the way did not look like they were inhabited. Instead, there were tributes placed at the door. , making this village almost like a ghost village."

He muttered casually, but found nothing. The information he got from the Ye family mansion in Huailiu Village was less than Li Gui expected.

He blew out the candles, put the ghost-killing knife next to him, took his cell phone, and lay down on the bed.

The flashes of thunder that flashed outside the house from time to time were destined to indicate that tonight would not be a peaceful night.

"If I want to see the ghost of Ye Xiaoxuan, the mumbling mother, now may be the best time. The people left in the village seem unwilling to talk about the Ye family mansion. It may be difficult to get any useful information from them. "

ding ding~

Analyzing the situation with calm eyes, Li Gui was hesitating whether to try to find other villagers to inquire about the Ye family mansion tomorrow morning.

The cell phone in his hand suddenly rang with an incoming call.

"Boss, I found it!!"

When the call was connected, Wang Dingfeng's excited voice came from the other end of the phone.

"What did you find?"

"It's the Ye family mansion in Huailiu Village. I finally found some corresponding information on an archaeological website."

Maybe it was the fact that he received Li Gui's request to investigate Huailiu Village in the morning but found nothing at night that made this little chubby man deeply shocked.

Li Gui didn't expect that even after he said he didn't need to check, he was still doing some research online.

Although this little fat man is timid, he has an inexplicable perseverance.

"Anything useful?"

While asking, Li Gui suddenly sat up and picked up the ghost-killing knife beside him.

He seemed to vaguely hear some noise outside the door, getting closer and closer, very softly.

Is it Old Man Zhao?

"I don't know if this is useful. The only news about the village is that there was a plague in this village 40 years ago, which caused many people to die of the disease, so most of the young people moved away. That leaves some empty nesters with no one to look after them.”

"This news is in Baidu Encyclopedia. Are there any others?"

"Ah, it's in Baidu Encyclopedia. Damn it, I spent ten yuan to get a VIP membership, and that's where I saw this information?"

Ignoring Wang Dingfeng's complaint on the other end of the phone, he needed a key to open the door to lock the room. When Old Man Zhao left, he didn't give it to him. I don't know if it was intentional.

But Li Gui knew that in this environment, the guy making strange noises outside the door could come in at any time.

"What about the Ye family mansion?"

Standing up, lowering his voice without hanging up the phone, Li Gui walked slowly and silently pressed against the wall on the side of the door, holding the ghost-killing knife in his hand, quietly waiting for the sound outside to disappear.

That sound was getting closer and closer to his house, and the last rustling sound came from the door.

"There are two pieces of information about the Ye Family Mansion. One is that the people who lived in the Ye Family Mansion were very, very rich. However, due to some things, their family gradually declined, so they moved to this remote place. in a small village to hide from the Green Guards."

"At that time, many archaeologists learned about this place and rushed over, hoping to find some cultural relics with historical value, but in the end it turned out that it was just an ordinary abandoned house with nothing valuable. Of course, there were still Many people who wanted to get rich overnight went there to hunt for treasures, but found nothing, and then this place was slowly forgotten."

There was silence behind the door, as if there was no sound. Li Gui did not reply. In the darkness, he slowly squatted down and looked outside through the gap under the door.

Nothing.

The scene where the moonlight leaked was still the narrow corridor when he came in.

"The second piece of news is that 60 years ago, that is, the year when the plague broke out in Huailiu Village, a massacre occurred in the Ye family mansion, involving an old man and woman aged 80 and [-], as well as children aged [-] and [-]. They were all poisoned to death. It is said that the person who poisoned her was Ye Mengliu, the eldest daughter of the Ye family. As for why she did this, no one knows yet."

Having said this, Wang Dingfeng tapped the keyboard again, and then added another sentence.

"This news was recorded by the village chief of Huailiu Village at that time. The original text was written by Wen Zou Zou. What I read to you, boss, is the version translated by others. The difference is probably not big. Boss, are you listening? "

Perhaps Li Gui had been silent for too long, so Wang Dingfeng asked curiously.

But at this time, Li Gui didn't reply for a while.

Because when he realized that there was nothing outside the door and just stood up, the door in front of him was slowly pushed open through a gap.

As the gap gradually widened, a pale face was revealed in a flash of thunder outside the corridor of the house.

The face was a piece of paper white, and the two eyes were completely painted on the face with black ink. The lips and the cheeks on the left and right sides were an extremely weird pink, and he was also wearing very old-fashioned red and green clothes.

The smile was stiff and weird.

He stood on the crack of the door with his body tilted, staring at Li Gui in the room.

Is this a paper man? !

The strange scene made Li Gui take a step back unconsciously, and he directly raised the ghost-killing knife and pointed it at the door.

"Hey hey hey~"

Li Gui discovered it, and there was a strange laughter from outside the door. The door was slammed and closed again, and the room fell into darkness again.

There were no other sounds coming from outside the door.

"Hey, boss, can you hear me? Is your signal there bad? Why can't I hear you?"

Li Gui took a slight breath and calmed down his heart. After a few seconds, Li Gui pursed his lips, picked up the phone again, and put it to his ear.

"I can hear that something happened just now. Please send me the original text of the second message. Thank you very much. I will treat you to a meal when you have time."

"Ha, there's no need for that, boss. We're too far away. I just want to ask, boss, why are you focusing on this Huailiu Village again? Are there any supernatural events happening there?"

"That's right. I came here to take a tour. I happened to be around here and I was a little curious, so I asked you to find out."

"As expected of a boss, he is really cheating."

Chapter 222 Dead People

This is the first time Wang Dingfeng has heard that some people go to such a place in the wild mountains to relax. The boss is the boss, and the destinations chosen for travel are so unique.

"That's it for now. I have something to do here for the time being. I'll contact you when I get back."