Fear Collection

No one came out to greet them, and the group could only listen to Taoist Wu Yin and walk in.

However, as the person who entrusted Daoist Wu Yin said, as long as you walk into the village, you can recognize the Feng family at a glance.

Because everyone actually saw an ancient house in a village deep in the mountains.

This mansion has a lacquered red solid wood gate with a black oiled iron ring and a plaque of "Fengfu". The two stone lions in front of the gate are lifelike and open their mouths.

Xie Jinxi was shocked when he saw this mansion, and he couldn't help saying to Muta in his mind: "How can there be such a mansion in such a village? This regulation is different from some prince's mansions I have visited before." It's almost there, how is this possible?"

The houses that most villagers live in Sansuo Village can be seen to be built in modern times. Masonry houses, roads, cement pavements and telephone poles can be built with money, but how did the Feng family live in the deep mountains? built such a mansion.

Muta's voice was still steady: "If you have money, you can do it."

"Rich? This kind of expense can be described not only as rich, but rich, unimaginably rich." Xie Jinxi sighed.

Chen Liangjun also whistled, looked at the vermilion gate with interest, and said to the apprentice of Taoist Master Wu Yin: "We who came to the door without an invitation can be said to be evil customers, you should knock on the door, how?"

"Me?" The apprentice said rather dissatisfied, "I will go if you let me go?"

Chen Liangjun still smiled and said, "Could it be that you want to let your master go?"

The apprentice felt that this kid was using him as a servant with a smile, but he couldn't really let his master go, so he walked to the door by himself, pulled the door knocker and knocked it roughly, saying: "Is anyone there? Open the door!"

Bang bang, bang, bang, bang...

Just when he knocked for the seventh time, there was a creak, and the heavy vermilion wooden door suddenly opened a gap.

The apprentice stared at the crack of the door and froze on the spot. He didn't slap the door open. At the same time as he knocked it down for the last time, there was a force that pulled the door open a crack from the inside, but what about people?

Why no one?

In the deathly silence, the apprentice seemed to feel a gust of wind escaping from the crack in the door.

When he was fighting between his two legs and almost wanted to run, a human face suddenly appeared at the crack of the door, and an old voice asked, "Who is knocking on the door?"

"I...I..." The apprentice almost bit his tongue with a mouthful. He settled down before replying, "My master Wu Yin and I were invited by people from your house to deal with ghost matters. Please let me know."

The one who opened the door was a middle-aged man about 50 to [-] years old, his body was a bit hunched, as if he was used to bowing for a long time, he stared at his apprentice for a while without moving, and said, "A Taoist priest from outside? "

"Yes...yes," mentioned his master, and the apprentice regained the feeling of talking to people normally, "My master is an upright direct disciple, and he is best at exorcising ghosts and evil spirits. He was invited by your mansion."

As he said that, the apprentice took out two red posts from his arms and handed them to the other party, saying, "Look, this is an invitation for us to come."

The other party took it, opened it, looked at it, was silent for a while, and said: "I am the concierge here, and I am going to inform the master and the old lady, please wait a moment."

Then the concierge glanced at the group of people standing behind from behind the apprentice, and said, "They are..."

"We are young people who have received an invitation to return to the village, and we are here to pay a visit to Master Feng." Chen Liangjun answered.

The concierge didn't ask carefully, just nodded and closed the door.

It didn't take long for the door to open again. This time there was a middle-aged man in a long robe behind the doorman. He smiled and said, "Oh, oh, it's really disappointing to welcome a distinguished guest. The young master didn't say anything back. I have neglected the distinguished guests, please come in quickly, please come in quickly."

"You are..." The apprentice hesitated.

"I'm the butler of the Feng family."

Seeing that the steward had a good attitude, the apprentice dissipated the sulking feeling he had come all the way before, and walked back to the side of Daoist Wu Yin, saying, "Master, let's go in."

Daoist Wuyin nodded reservedly, and stepped over the threshold into Feng's gate under the warm invitation of the housekeeper.

When the butler's eyes turned to Xie Jinxi and the others, the enthusiasm on his face disappeared, and he said rather indifferently: "What are you doing here at Feng's house? When you come back, you will come back, go back to your house."

As he spoke, the butler took a step back and asked the porter to close the door quickly.

This is old man Luo, but he rushed over, grabbed the butler's arm, and said repeatedly: "It's me, the butler is me!"

"You..." The butler's face darkened, and he lowered his voice, "Why are you back? Didn't you agree that you would never come back again?"

"I... I don't know either!" Uncle Luo was about to cry, "I opened my eyes and was on the bus coming to the village. I... I didn't want to come back. I... Can I go in? I want to see Master! I want to see Master!"

"Okay!" the butler glanced at Xie Jinxi and the others, and said with a low voice, "Let others see what you say, shut up, come in, I'll have someone take you to see the master."

As he spoke, he turned sideways and let Uncle Luo enter the gate of Feng Mansion.

Seeing the butler let go, Feng Luoling said at the right time: "Mr. Butler, we also received an invitation to come back, but not from Feng's family."

"You should know better than us, who invited us back."

The butler looked at Xie Jinxi and the others with a rather gloomy expression, wondering what he was thinking: "What exactly are you here for?"

"It's nothing." Chen Liangjun answered, "We just want to meet the master and the old lady with Daoist Wu Yin."

The butler pondered for a long time, finally sighed, and said, "Okay, come in."

Xie Jinxi followed the crowd across the threshold into Feng Mansion, the moment he stepped on the floor tiles in Feng Mansion, a strange chill enveloped Xie Jinxi.

Muta said in consciousness: "Yin Qi, very heavy Yin Qi."

Feng Luoling, who was walking in the front, also frowned, looked around, but found nothing wrong.

Xie Jinxi and the others followed the butler into the main entrance, saw the screen wall, and then walked straight to the living room.

Xie Jinxi is also observing this mansion. The interior of Fengfu is more magnificent than the exterior. The beams, brackets, arches, eaves and jue are all decorated with colorful paintings, and the doors, windows, and pillars are decorated with gold lacquer patterns, although there are signs of peeling and old , but in the past such a rule was a standard duke's mansion, and it was by no means something that an ordinary family could build.

"This Feng Mansion is really strange," Xie Jinxi said to Mu Ta in his mind. "The mansion I live in looks like a duke's mansion in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, and the butler is dressed in the style of the Republic of China. Brick and tile houses, erected telephone poles, buildings from three or four periods can be seen here."

No, it should be said that the Feng family is the most disobedient.The houses of the villagers outside, the cement pavement, and the telephone poles can be compared to the same age, but the mansion of the Feng family and the people living in the mansion seem to be relics of the previous era.

Entering the main hall, the parents of the Feng family were talking to the Taoist priest Wu Yin who was sitting in the upper seat, when they came in and took a look at the butler.

The butler walked over and whispered something in Master Feng's ear. Master Feng looked at them in surprise and said, "You're back? It's good to be back. You probably forgot where your home is when you come back. I'll ask the housekeeper to send go and call your relatives to bring you back."

"There are not enough seats in the hall, or let the butler take you to the side hall to sit and wait?"

Master Feng and Mrs. Feng were wearing old-fashioned clothes. They looked about 50 or [-] years old, not as old as Xie Jinxi imagined, but these two people who were called Master and Mrs. Feng had an antiquated look that didn't match their appearance. breath.

If you don't look at their appearance, but only listen to their voices, you may even feel that they are dying old people buried up to their necks.

Of course Feng Luoling and the others would not agree, they insisted on following to hear what Master Feng and Daoist Wu Yin had to say.

Feng Luoling looked at Master Feng with clear and ethereal eyes, and said, "My surname is also Feng, and I can be regarded as part of Master Feng's family. This time we came back only after receiving the wedding invitation."

"However, we heard from the Taoist priest without cause that this is a relative from the door, Mr. Feng, one family does not speak two different languages, you might as well tell us what you know, and let us listen to what you can't say, we can't be ignorant This wedding is not in vain."

Master Feng's eyes drooped, avoiding Feng Luoling's eyes, hesitantly said: "You...Your surname is Feng too? Well, that's all, you pretty much know what you should know, it's useless to hide this kind of thing."

"It's true that there are not enough seats in the living room. If there are still a few who can sit, sit down. If you can't sit down, I can only ask you to stand and listen to me, an old man, talking about our family."

Master Feng sighed, and said: "That's right, our Feng family did have a secret relationship, but it was a last resort. Everyone has also seen our Feng family's old house. I don't know if you have thought about my Feng family. How did you accumulate such wealth and build such a mansion?"

Xie Jinxi had this doubt a long time ago, and said, "I would like to hear the details."

Chen Liangjun and Feng Luoling turned their heads to look at him, then turned their attention back to Master Feng.

"Sigh." Master Feng sighed again, and said, "This has to start with the origin of Sansuo Village and Feng's family. This girl Feng is also surnamed Feng, so she should know the hidden meaning of the surname 'Feng'."

Feng Luoling nodded, and said: "Feng's surname is actually a surname. Feng has the same pronunciation as Fengdu's Feng. Historically, whether it is a Taoist psychic, a psychic, or a feng shui, life and death, anyone who eats food from the underworld, Most of the Yangjian people who are related to the underworld will use the surname of Feng when they do things. First, they are afraid that their actions will bear karma. In the future, the results will be reported to the door, and they will be recorded by Feng; It’s like claiming to be a citizen of Fengdu.”

"That's right." Master Feng nodded, looked at Daoist Wu Yin and said, "To tell you the truth, our Feng family, like this girl said, also made their fortunes by eating food from the underworld."

"Our Feng family's ancestral hand-made colorful handicraft is well-known, and it has been passed down for two or three hundred years. This handicraft has brought a lot of money to our Feng family. One generation of ancestors got tired of going outside, so they went to this mountain forest to build The ancestral house lived here in seclusion. Later, our ancestors would occasionally take in the passing merchants, and there were also three religions and nine streams settled here, and gradually developed a village, which is Sansuo Village."

"But yin wealth comes from the underworld, and the debt that should be repaid must be repaid after all. Generally, those of us who eat in the underworld have too much yin energy, and their offspring are difficult. If they are a little careless, their lives will be shortened. Therefore, our Feng family On the festival, there will be a wedding banquet, and the bride, sedan chair, dowry, etc. will be burned to Fengdu in exchange for the descendants of our Feng family."

"But there have been no mistakes in the sacrifices for many years, but this year there have been frequent problems. Our Feng family's chickens and dogs were troubled. The dog went to the outside of the village to find peace, but he was entangled, alas..."

Daoist Wuyin stroked his long beard, and said inscrutablely: "I think that there may be lonely souls and wild ghosts who have taken a fancy to the wedding sacrifices, because they are attached to the paper bride, and I want you to prepare more sacrifices before the wedding." Dowry offering."

"If it's just a sacrifice..." Master Feng said worriedly, "If, if... Well, Daoist, you know how greedy ghosts are, I'm afraid that female ghost is not greedy enough and wants to kill my Feng family! "

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