The handsome man in the entertainment industry

There was a hollow "dang bang bang" echo, indicating that there should be a large space below.

"May I ask a question?"

Ruan Mudeng said indifferently, "What is buried under this pillar?"

Chapter 65, Eight, Ghost Letters 08

Hearing this question, the expressions of everyone present changed in an instant, especially Cheng Yuntian's complexion, which was so pale that it turned blue, he took two steps back in a row, and his whole body was on the verge of falling.

"This... I... there, below..."

Cheng Yuntian shook his head, dripping with cold sweat, shaking his head and waving his hands. He hesitated for a long time before he finally came up with a sentence: "Well, look... this house has been built for decades, and then , It has been rebuilt again, I, I am not very clear..."

Hong Shuangfa seemed to know something about the inside story. Although his face was not as ugly as his younger brother's, he couldn't say he was very relaxed. After hesitating for a moment, he simply waved Cheng Yuntian aside, and then pulled Ruan Mudeng with one hand, dragging him to an avoidant to a secluded corner.

"Oh, Ah Ruan..."

His gray hair, which was originally neatly combed, was already unkempt by now, and if he grabbed it randomly, it immediately became like a bird's nest soaked in oil, crooked and out of shape. .

"Well, I'll tell you the truth..."

Hong Shuangfa sighed for a long time, "I think you should have seen something, so I don't need to hide it from you... I've heard my adoptive father say that when the Cheng family's house was built, It was "someone" who pointed out that in order to improve Fengshui and gather wealth, he did it on both the main beam and the big pillar, but what it is, after so many years, it is estimated that unless the place is really dug up to see, Otherwise, I’m afraid no one will be able to explain clearly.”

Of course, Ruan Mudeng couldn't persuade the owner to dig up that floor, especially since two funeral incidents had just happened in their house, and digging a hole in the ground at this moment was simply nonsense.And now he is just a friend of director Hong Shuangfa, and he is here as a guest, neither has he officially accepted the commission, nor does he have to go to catch up with the family to drive away the evil spirits.

"Director Hong..."

He thought for a while, and definitely said what he saw, "The Cheng family's house, to be honest, is unusually dark, and the outside Yin will pour into the house along the way. If you don't If it is dealt with as soon as possible, within two or three years, the body of the people living here will not be able to hold on."

As he spoke, Ruan Mudeng stretched out his hand and patted Hong Shuangfa's back, sweeping away a black shadow that had just attached to it.

He has said it very bluntly. If Hong Shuangfa and the Cheng family have a good relationship, he should tell the owner of the house what he "saw" the problem. Don't deal with it, who is invited and how to deal with it is beyond his control.

"I see!"

Hong Shuangfa felt some kind of invisible pressure attached to his back at an unknown time, and after a few light slaps by the young man, it suddenly lightened, and he knew that Ruan Mudeng must have done something quietly again. Understanding what the other party meant, he nodded desperately, expressing that he would definitely tell Cheng Yunhai these words - based on his understanding of this younger brother who was raised separately since he was a child, that person was afraid of death and cherished his life, so he would definitely persuade his nephew Cheng Xiong to spend a lot of money Invite experts from all walks of life to practice exorcising evil spirits.

Just as the two were talking and walking towards the living room, and Cheng Yuntian was still looking around in a panic, he saw Baoquan bringing a person in from afar.

The mourning hall for the night vigil was arranged in a small banquet hall. At this time, several servants were nervously entering and leaving under the guidance of the monks, making preparations.Bao Quan suddenly brought a person in, and for a moment no one had time to pay attention to them.

"Mr. Cheng, Mr. Cheng Xiong's express delivery..."

The person who came was a young man in his early twenties, short and strong, wearing a khaki express uniform of a famous brand, because he had long heard the gossip about the "Cheng Dagui" group that was popular all over Hong Kong. The son was about to face the party, and there were still two lanterns with the word "Dian" hanging on his head. He couldn't help but feel more excited and nervous, and even his voice had an obvious tremolo.

"What kind of courier, it's delivered at such a late hour?"

Marry, the Filipino maid, was coming out of the kitchen with a plate of snacks for offering. When she heard the voice of the courier boy, she put the plate aside, wiped the oil stains and walked to the gate.

"Yes, it's an urgent item with a designated delivery time!"

The courier boy is still young and has not been in the business for a long time. He can't be calm when facing rich and powerful families.

"What is it?"

The Filipino maid took the half-meter-long strip box from the courier brother and weighed it in his hand. It seemed to be lighter than expected. Then he looked carefully at the courier note and saw the sender's The handwriting was very scribbled, and her Filipino servant was not very good at Chinese, so the handwriting was so sloppy that she couldn't see anything when her eyes were smeared.

However, signing and receiving the express mail is usually the job of their servants, so she didn't think much about it, and after receiving the pen and signing for it, she sent the courier away.

"What the hell is this..."

While muttering softly, Marry leaned against the partition cabinet in the entrance, took out a pair of scissors from the cabinet, and opened the package on the spot.

The express package was not very tightly packaged, so she took off the outer seal in threes and fives, revealing a large rectangular paper box with gray and red colors inside.

The outside of the carton was also wrapped twice with nylon rope, and the scissors just cut it and it fell apart. The Filipino maid frowned and lifted the lid up——

"Wow ah ah ah!!!"

The maid Marry couldn't help letting out a hysterical cry, which was so loud that it shocked many people in the room.

Ruan Mudeng was in the living room at the time, and when he heard the scream, he immediately rushed forward in two steps.

He was tall and long-legged, so he was the first one to come to the Filipino maid. He saw the middle-aged woman kneeling on the ground trembling, with scattered packages and a large box in front of her, the lid of which had been opened. , a dirty wooden doll fell out of it, lying crookedly on the floor.

The doll was more than thirty centimeters long, and it looked like a fat doll wearing a red double-breasted padded jacket, but it seemed to be quite old, and I don’t know where it was kept for how long, and the paint on the surface had almost all peeled off. , the exposed logs were covered with mottled black, yellow, green and gray molds, and the red silk padded jacket trimmed with fur had also faded to dark gray red, covered with dust and mildew spots—in short, it should have been very delicate and beautiful. A big fat doll doll, now looks so disgusting and disgusting, it is not a suitable gift for the Cheng family.

"What the hell is this!"

At this moment, there were already many people around, even the widow of Cheng Yuntian's deceased eldest son, Young Mistress Cheng, who regarded herself as the hostess at this time, was alarmed.

She pushed aside a few female relatives who were watching, and when she saw the puppet lying crookedly on the ground, she immediately screamed.

"It's disgusting, what are you doing here, Marry! Hurry up and throw it away, don't hinder the vigil at night!"

Marry was shuddered by Mrs. Cheng's shriek and scolding, and immediately woke up.

Originally, she wasn't afraid of immovable dead things like puppets, but when she opened the box just now, the doll fell out of it, and she couldn't see clearly for a moment, thinking that it contained a real doll, so she Frightened, he fell to the ground and screamed out loud.

At this moment when she regained her strength, she quickly got up, tidied up the mess all over the floor in a panic, wrapped it in a packaging bag, trotted to the kitchen, and stuffed all the courier dolls into the trash can inside.

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The vigil starts at [-]:[-] p.m. In addition to family members burning paper, the incense burner in front of the altar on the altar must not be turned off until dawn, and the monks will also recite scriptures every once in a while, which cannot be stopped all night.

As a guest invited by Cheng Yunhai and Hong Shuangfa, Ruan Mudeng consciously stayed with them through the night, although there was no strict requirement.

The first half of the night passed without incident and without incident, and after three o'clock in the second half of the night, everyone who has been busy with the farewell party since the day and struggled for a whole day, and didn't even take a break at noon, at this time everyone Listless, sleepy so much that the upper and lower eyelids fight, and you have to hold on. Some people who can't stand it and lean on the chair and squint, will be quickly woken up by the people around them, and they will continue to burn paper and incense.

There are only two children—Mother Cheng's only son and Cheng Yuntian's ex-girlfriend's harelip girl. The younger one is only six years old, and the older one is less than ten years old. With permission from the adults, the boy was not required to continue the night watch. Accompanied by the nanny, the boy went back to his room, and the little girl also slept in a guest bedroom that was temporarily cleaned up.

Time passed slowly, and when it was 15 minutes to five o'clock, more and more people couldn't bear the sleepiness, leaned on each other and took a nap, and even the high-priced monks and their disciples were sitting around the altar Beside them, they all lowered their heads and didn't get up to chant sutras for almost an hour.

"I'll get you some more coffee and tea."

Marry, the Filipino maid, stood up and took the tray full of empty cups on the table. In the transparent glass pot, there was only a bottomless layer of black tea left, and it had already cooled down.

I don't know if it's because I'm too tired after a busy day