The years of reselling the haunted house

We ate and talked about our experiences.

The third uncle asked me: "So, if you go to the mental hospital, you won't gain anything from that Song Xiaobing?"

I shook my head: "Song Xiaobing has gone completely crazy. Now there are two clues in him that we need to implement. One is the six words he kept muttering, I believe we are wrong. What does this sentence mean? We have not been able to figure it out. There is also a passage that he has been chanting, which Lao Bai said was a dark sentence. When he read it, it became a dark sentence. I guess Lao Bai knew the meaning of this passage. It’s just that we were short on time at the time, and I haven’t had time to ask him.”

The third uncle nodded, took out a piece of paper from his pocket, and spread it on the table.

That is the key point to solve the murderous situation that I wrote that day, that is, a few key clues.What was written on it was: Fertilizer Factory, Stone Stele, Inscribed Inscriptions, Underworld Beast, Ancient Paintings, Yang Pitt, Yang Yongfu, three members of the archaeological team Fang Jiaming, Zhao Huanchu and Song Ping, followed by three uncles plus two dead and one injured.It's just that after the two deaths and one injury, there is another bracket, and three names are written in the brackets: Fang Dong, Zhao Shu, and Song Xiaobing.

The third uncle tapped the words on the paper with his chopsticks, and said, "Nephew, look."

I looked at the three names written last, and suddenly found that their surnames were exactly the same as the three members of the archaeological team.

"Third Uncle, is there a relationship between the three people from the archaeological team and the three people who later entered the old house?"

The fat man ate for a long time, and finally raised his head, with food still in his mouth, and said vaguely: "Boss, you are right. They are both father and son. This is what the uncle learned..."

I quickly stopped him from continuing: "Fatty man, can you swallow the food before talking? Eat your food well..."

I then asked my third uncle: "Are they really father and son?"

The third uncle nodded, took out a pen, drew three lines on the paper, and connected Fang Jiaming, Fang Dong, Zhao Huanchu, Zhao Shu, Song Ping and Song Xiaobing together, and said, "Look, this is not just two lines. Are the clues connected? Slowly, we will find interconnected places on these clues."

I looked at those names, puzzled, and asked: "The three members of the archaeological team killed each other because of reading the inscriptions on that stone. Fang Jiaming's whereabouts are still unknown, and his life and death are unknown. The dead one disappeared. Later, Fang Dong, Zhao Shu and Song Xiaobing got together again and entered the haunted house together. Coincidentally, there was also an inscription in it. They were also two dead and one crazy. These two encounters , can it only be described as a coincidence?"

The third uncle shook his head: "I don't believe such a coincidence will happen. I would rather believe that Fang Dong, Zhao Shu and Song Xiaobing later went to that house for a purpose. It's not people's legend, they were drunk That’s why I entered that haunted house by mistake.”

"Third Uncle, are you saying that the three of them followed in their father's footsteps and went to the Yinwen?" I asked suspiciously.

The third uncle nodded: "I think so, but this still needs strong evidence to prove it."

I remembered the last time Uncle San assigned us a task, he needed to investigate a few things himself, so I asked: "Uncle San, last time you said you still need to check if Fang Jiaming has any clues? There is the historical background of the fertilizer plant or something. Is there any news about this?"

The third uncle smiled and said: "Your memory is not bad. Since Fang Jiaming disappeared, there has been no news. Speaking of which, technology was not developed at that time, and the Internet was not advanced. If it is now, he will disappear from the world. Otherwise, as long as he urinates or poops somewhere, he can be locked directly."

Pang Haihai was eating, and almost threw up after hearing this: "Master, what about eating..."

The third uncle glared: "If you eat a fart, you will pay it back. You haven't done what you were asked to do. Do you have the face to eat it?"

Chapter 479 There is another person in the painting

The fat man blushed when he was told by the third uncle, and hurriedly explained: "Uncle Master, I really can't blame me for this, Chen Tao and I have tried everything. According to the method you said, Chen Tao also found his little girlfriend. Not to mention, this method is really possible, the little girlfriend said that she would help us ask his father about the old house, but in the end, nothing came out."

Hearing this, I also understood.It should be that our troops were divided into three groups. At that time, the third uncle arranged for Pang Dahai and Chen Tao to investigate Yang Yongfu, trying to get something out of Yang Yongfu.As a result, the fat man got nothing.

I hurriedly said: "Third uncle, I feel that Yang Yongfu must not know much about this. Because Laobai said that at that time they went abroad to avoid the Yin Division's pursuit of their lives, because they learned the Yin script, and they were also afraid of hurting themselves. family members. So they went abroad, but they have been hiding the truth from their family members. Although they returned to China because they missed their hometown and relatives, they still dared not contact and meet with their relatives after returning. It was not until Yang Pitt died that The property was transferred to Yang Yongfu."

The third uncle nodded: "What you said is also reasonable. But I saw Yang Yongfu in that painting, how can I explain it?"

I scratched my head, thought about the ins and outs of this matter carefully, and suddenly had an idea, so I asked my third uncle: "Third uncle, have you met Yang Pete?"

The third uncle glanced at me: "How could I have met Yang Pitt? He is already dead, where should I go?"

I waved my hand: "That's not what I mean. I mean, you can conclude that the person you see inside is Yang Yongfu just based on his appearance. I wonder if the person inside is Yang Pete. After all, Yang Yongfu is a real person. He is not unusual now. It is unlikely that he ran into the painting. But Yang Pete is different. He has been dead for many years, and he still died in the old house. Later, he appeared in the painting of the old house soul, this also makes sense."

What I said made Third Uncle and Pang Dahai nod their heads frequently. Obviously they also thought that the person inside was more likely to be Pete Yang.And Yang Pete and Yang Yongfu are father and son, and they look like nothing more than normal.At that time, the third uncle just took a cursory glance, and it made sense to regard Yang Pete as Yang Yongfu.

The third uncle followed my train of thought and continued to analyze: "According to what you said, after Pitt Yang died, he didn't go to reincarnation, but ran into that ancient painting."

I nodded: "This is just my guess. And I don't think that Yang Yongfu is a scheming person. We tried so many ways, but we couldn't get any news from Yang Yongfu. That means he is He really doesn't know anything, he is just an ordinary person who wants to sell his old house as soon as possible. So about Yang Pitt, my guess is still reliable."

The third uncle said: "Since we brought Lao Bai back, it is still easy to understand this matter. After noon, we will go to Lao Bai. He should know a lot about it."

I asked again: "Uncle San, I'm still very worried about Lao Ma. How should we deal with that mental hospital? Lao Bai told us a lot about the various evil deeds of Dean Chen Yuting. Not to mention anything else, they put their mental Patients are treated like prisoners and animals. Extracting substances from them for research is inhumane and illegal, right?"

The third uncle nodded and said: "I was thinking about this along the way. Now we are at our wits' end, and we need to deal with that mental hospital immediately. Otherwise, it will be easy to have long nights and dreams, and the dean will come to a golden cicada to escape the shell and it will be over. Otherwise, we Should we call the police? Originally, we also went there under the banner of the police, and I also bragged in front of them. If I don’t find out something, I really don’t have the face to see them again.”

"But we just listened to what Lao Bai said. Although we saw it with our own eyes, there is no evidence left."

The third uncle smiled: "What kind of evidence do you want? Daoist, my words are the evidence. Besides, the old horse is still there, and they will know everything after going to check."

As he spoke, Third Uncle took out his phone and dialed a number.

There was not much time, and there was someone answering over there. The third uncle picked out some important points about our experience in the hospital and told the other party.It also mentioned that Ma Su was detained in the hospital and so on.

They talked for a long time, and the third uncle put down the phone and said, "It's done. They said they would send someone to the hospital to investigate immediately."

I shook my head: "Actually, it shouldn't be that difficult when you think about it. You said that we fakers went in and found so many things, why couldn't they send some people who can investigate the case earlier? He If the patient is treated as a test product, no one will take care of it, and no one will call the police?"

The third uncle smiled: "Nephew, you are still young. Do you think the mental hospital is just a hospital? There are many interests behind him. I guess there must be more powerful forces behind Chen Yuting to support her." Him. That's why he dares to do whatever he wants."

I asked back: "Then now, how can the police send people to investigate?"

The third uncle shook his head: "I heard from the leader friend that tigers are being hunted all over the country recently. I guess the tiger behind Chen Yuting was beaten, or because he was worried that he would be beaten, let Chen Yuting go out... the specifics ,I'm not too sure either."

Uncle San's words confused me, so I wanted to clarify.The third uncle told me not to worry about it, and said that I didn't understand anything related to the political world, so it's better to ask less.In short, the current Xiaolingzi Hospital is no longer an iron wall. Since we entered, there have been cracks. Now it is time to enlarge the cracks and peel off the protective film that protects the outside of the hospital.

I nodded, since the police were involved there, I was no longer so worried about Ma Di's safety.

After we had dinner, we went back to our room to sleep all afternoon, and it was night before we knew it.

We were about to leave for the fertilizer factory. I wanted to tell Liang Yue, but was told by the waiter that Liang Yue was haunted by Yumo to go shopping in the afternoon, and she hasn't come back yet.

I was amused in my heart, this Liang Yue was very interested in our affairs and would follow us everywhere.This time I went to the fertilizer factory to find Lao Bai, if I didn't take her with me, I had to be in a hurry.However, being entangled by Yumo now, she has nothing to do.It seems that one thing falls one thing, but in the end, Yumo might be Liang Yue's nemesis.

That's fine, Liang Yue followed me to a mental hospital, which made me worry a lot.In the end, although there was no danger, it was very lucky.We are going to continue to check that old house, but we may not encounter anything.I still don't want Liang Yue to take risks with her.

Chapter 480

The three of us drove to Haitong Fertilizer Factory.

On the way, I asked Uncle San if he had found out about the background of the Haitong Fertilizer Factory.

Uncle San shook his head: "Haitong Fertilizer used to have a pretty good market in the domestic market. There was even a tendency to monopolize the southern market. But this manufacturer didn't know why, so it said no. The market share it finally got was all lost. People took over. I went to check the historical materials about the rise and fall of Haitong Fertilizer Factory, but there are very few documents on this aspect. Ordinarily, with the popularity of Haitong Fertilizer Factory at that time, it shouldn’t be so unknown.”

"Didn't it be said at the time that because Pitt Yang died suddenly at home, there were no R&D personnel in the factory, and the follow-up force couldn't keep up?"

The third uncle shook his head: "I think the reason is a bit far-fetched. Even if Yang Pitt died suddenly, the speed of the factory's decline is a bit too fast. It seems that it collapsed overnight."

We were talking in the car, and the fat man drove quietly. He was familiar with the road, and soon drove the car to the gate of Haitong Fertilizer Factory.

The gate of the factory has never been closed since it was opened by us.

The fat man was about to drive the car in along the gate, when the third uncle suddenly stopped the fat man.

"Fatty, stop."

The fat man was taken aback, not knowing what happened, he slammed on the brakes and stopped the car at the gate.

I was also quite frightened, thinking that Uncle San had discovered something abnormal again, so I hurriedly asked, "Uncle San, what's wrong?"

The third uncle didn't speak, opened the car door and walked out.

Fatty and I didn't understand what he meant, so we followed him out of the car.

I saw that Uncle San didn't go into the factory, but instead walked to the open space in front of the factory.

We watched it when we first came here.At that time, we saw that there was a large stone seat directly in front of the factory gate, and the front of the stone seat was the name of the fertilizer factory.And on top of the stone pedestal are the stumps of three destroyed flagpoles.It can be imagined that the flags were flying in the wind on the three big flagpoles at that time, implying the great development of Haitong Chemical Fertilizer Factory and the good situation of smooth sailing.It must be very grand and majestic.

But now there are only three dilapidated bases of the flagpoles left. Comparing the two, it looks even more depressed and miserable at the moment.

It can be said that when we discovered this, we didn't have any special thoughts except sighing in our hearts.

But today the third uncle is interested in this stone seat.He jumped onto the stone seat, squatted there and shone with a flashlight, carefully observing the bases of the three flagpoles.

Pang Dahai and I also went up to look at it, and I found that the base was broken and incomplete, and there was only a short section of the flagpole inlaid in the base, but there seemed to be something stuffed inside the empty flagpole.That's what Uncle San should be looking at.

The third uncle looked at the base of the flagpole for a while, then looked up at the direction facing the factory gate, and opened his mouth to ask, "Nephew, fat man, do you see anything tricky?"

Pang Dahai muttered: "What's the name of this? Isn't it just three broken flagpoles? And it's broken..."

"Idiot." The third uncle scolded, then looked at me again: "Nephew, do you see anything?"

At this moment, I concluded that Uncle San must have seen the unusualness of this place.I imagined the situation when the three flagpoles were still there, and suddenly a picture appeared in my mind.

Because based on the Haitong Fertilizer Factory behind it, the direction along these three flagpoles is the south.

That is to say, the fertilizer plant faces south and faces north.

The picture in my mind is that when the sun rises in the east, a ray of sunlight shines over.In front of the factory gate, three straight flagpoles stood upright, and three flags on the flagpoles fluttered in the wind.

These three flagpoles are very similar to one thing, incense!

The stone base is like an incense burner, and the three flagpoles inserted on the base are like three sticks of incense sticks inserted in the incense burner.

"Third Uncle, do you think this flagpole looks like three sticks of incense planted here?"

The third uncle nodded: "That's right. You're pretty accurate. You see, the inside of the flagpole is empty and has been filled with something. This technique is similar to the technique of disgust."

"Aversion to victory?"

The fat man and I were surprised when we heard that.In fact, I know a little about the technique of aversion to victory, but Pang Dahai doesn't know at all.

The third uncle told us: "Wansheng, also known as Nightmare Town, is a custom of avoiding evil spirits and praying for good luck among the old Chinese folks. It means cursing people who are disgusted, which is a long-standing witchcraft act. Whether it is the court or the folk, some people use it to harm others. It is said that ancient craftsmen were better at "wearing victory". The "Luban Jing" compiled in the Ming Dynasty was regarded as a classic by the construction industry at that time. Because of that In this book, it not only introduces the techniques of carpentry, but also records the information of the technique of aversion to victory in detail."

Pang Dahai asked: "Carpentry? Carpenters still hate the art of victory?"

The third uncle nodded: "In ancient times, the art of dislike victory was indeed passed down by carpenters. It is said that because of the low status of craftsmen in ancient times, many unscrupulous employers would wantonly bully them and deduct wages. When they felt deeply dissatisfied During the construction period, they will retaliate with the technique of aversion to victory, such as burying some objects called "town objects" in the house. When the employer joins the occupation, the fortune of the whole family will become worse, ranging from restlessness to the house, and sometimes damage Or getting into trouble with officials, serious diseases, disasters, child death, and even family ruin in the worst case, is a very vicious curse. Therefore, the third uncle tells you, don't look down on any kind of Entertainer. Every ancient business contains the wisdom and wealth of the ancestors, and the things handed down by the ancestors are the unique means to support this group of people. It is the housekeeping skill to support the family."

Uncle San took no time to teach me and Pang Dahai, and we both understood.We didn't believe in these things at first, but now we are convinced.

The third uncle continued: "Of course, there is black and white in dislike of victory. The key lies in this town object. For example, hiding a cypress branch anywhere in the house can increase people's life. Flip two ancient coins on the The two ends of the main beam will bring fame and fortune to the occupant’s family, etc. But as the saying goes, “Water can carry a boat, but it can also overturn it.” In addition to making the occupants go smoothly, the art of aversion to victory can also make the occupants’ houses unsatisfactory. Ning, bring disaster, this kind of aversion technique is called "suppressing aversion", also known as black aversion. There are too many sayings about black aversion, and there are hundreds of variations. For example, a piece of broken tile and If a broken saw is hidden in the seam of the main beam, the occupant's family will be ruined. If a bowl and a chopstick are hidden on the door beam, the occupant's family will be ruined, and the offspring will even have to beg for a living. "

Chapter 481

Pang Dahai didn't take it seriously when he heard that, he blinked his eyes and asked: "Uncle Shi, what you said, isn't this abhorrence technique just to secretly put something in the master's house? It's not difficult to prevent, as long as The master has a good mind, keeps an eye on it and checks more, it should be avoidable, right?"

The third uncle sneered: "It's not difficult to prevent? You said it is simple. There are countless ways in this technique of defeating victory. The few examples I gave are just the most basic ones, and ordinary craftsmen can use them. So what I said These are not even the introductory skills of the art of disgust. A true master of the art of disgust will never let you see any flaws after performing the technique. If you want to die, you must die. Those who die don’t know.”

"That's so powerful? Uncle, is this aversion to victory and our Taoism the same kind of spell?"

The third uncle shook his head: "Of course not. How can the art of disgusting victory be compared with our Taoism. Our Taoism is a clear sword and spear. But the art of disgusting victory has the taste of being behind the scenes."

When the fat man asked this question, the third uncle's answer must be biased towards his own Taoism.

I waved my hand: "You two, now is not the time to discuss who is right. Let's look at the front first. The third uncle mentioned the technique of defeating victory, which means that the things inside the flagpole are related to the technique of defeating victory?"

The third uncle curled his lips: "Whoever wants to discuss who is right with him, the fat man didn't bring it up first. You are right, nephew, I just suspect that someone has used the technique of disgusting victory here. Look inside the flagpole... ..."

As he said that, Uncle San took out the pocket knife he carried with him, and dug a few times into the base of the flagpole.

Pang Dahai and I held up the flashlights and saw a lot of fine debris dug out from the flagpole. The debris was in the shape of scum, yellowish and black in color.

The third uncle picked up a little bit with a knife and sent it directly to my nose: "Nephew, smell it..."

I sniffed hard, and it was good. A pungent smell rushed into the nasal cavity, along the nasal cavity, and took a big breath into the stomach.

The smell was so sour, I was not prepared for it, and I almost couldn't catch my breath after taking this big mouthful.This feeling is a bit similar to eating mustard, except that the taste is sour, not the taste of mustard.But the feeling is almost the same, which makes it difficult to hold on to yourself.I clutched my chest and held it back for a long time, finally couldn't help it, and spit out a big mouthful.

Pang Dahai came over and patted my back, and hurriedly asked, "Boss, what's wrong with you?"

I clutched my chest, took a few deep breaths, finally calmed down a little, pointed at my third uncle and shouted: "Li Dagang, are you wicked or not? You know it stinks, but you still let me smell it. nothing."

The third uncle chuckled: "I'm not too sure about this. You are young and have a good nose. The third uncle is old and has rhinitis. I can't smell this."

I waved my hand: "Go away, you have fart rhinitis, you can't smell it, how do you know how to pick up delicious food?"

"You son of a bitch, do you ever say that about your third uncle?"

It's been a long time since third uncle and I have fought each other so unscrupulously, and it's a joy to see the fat man.

I pointed to the debris dug out by my third uncle, and asked, "Sanshu, tell me, what exactly is this thing? How can you tell that you used the technique of disgust?"

Hearing my question, Third Uncle even stretched out his fingers to pinch the crumbs a little.Reach out and show us.

Pang Dahai and I were so scared that we covered our noses and backed away. The third uncle smiled and said, "Don't worry. Unless you put this thing under your nose and smell it hard, it won't smell."

I waved my hand: "Sir, don't do this, just tell me what's going on, and don't use us as test subjects."

The third uncle shook his head: "You are young, and you don't have the spirit of dedication at all. Alas... Although I'm not sure about this thing, it's probably close to ten. It should be a kind of seabird droppings."

"Seabird droppings? What's the name?" It's the first time I've heard my third uncle say such a new thing.

"Seabirds have been wading for a long time, and there is always water vapor on the sea. Seabirds are polluted by water mist all the year round, and their nature is Yin. Seabirds eat fish and insects and produce feces. The feces can be used as medicine, which can clear away heat and detoxify..."

I shook my head: "Guano can detoxify? This is the first time I've heard of it."

The third uncle glared at me: "What are you talking about, there are so many things you haven't heard about. Let me tell you, it's not easy to get guano that can be used as medicine. Because guano must keep itself clean."

I smiled wryly and said, "Third Uncle, can you stop joking? It's feces in itself, and it's still clean. How do you keep it clean?"

Uncle San waved his hand: "That's not what I mean. What I mean is that guano can't land on the ground, and it won't work if it gets contaminated with other impurities."