Haunted House Experience Officer

Xu Yu and Fu Yuan stayed in the library for about two hours before leaving. After rubbing their sore eyes, Xu Yu bought two bottles of water.

The history of Ningcheng is still very long, and there are many strange stories and legends, so it is not easy to identify the information they want.

After drinking a whole bottle of water, Xu Yu hiccupped. There was a gap in the dark clouds in the distance, and the sunlight shone through the gap, which was quite beautiful. Some people even stopped to take pictures. After all, Ningcheng was already more than ten years old. The sun is gone.

"What shall we eat?" Xu Yu didn't have any romantic genes, he was hungry.

Fu Yuan threw the water bottle into the recyclable trash bin and said, "It's all fine."

You can just do whatever you want, so the two directly found a small noodle restaurant in Shancheng. Although they have never been to a mountain city, Xu Yu has been eating small noodles since he was in school.

While waiting for the meal, Xu Yu asked about Fu Yuan's gains, and Fu Yuan directly sent some photos and information found on some websites.

There was no Baiquan Village on Baiquan Road at the earliest. In a certain dynasty, because of the flood in Ningcheng, a mountain temple was built on Baiquan Road under the guidance of a fortune teller.

"Strange, why didn't the Dragon Temple be built when there was a flood?" Xu Yu expressed his doubts when he saw this.

After finishing speaking, their noodles were ready, Xu Yu put down his phone, and the two of them quickly finished their noodles and took the bus back. On the way back, Xu Yu once again turned into a koala and held on to Fu Yuan's arm.

After getting out of the car, Xu Yu said, "We should eat after we come back."

Fu Yuan glanced at him and didn't answer his words. Just as he was about to enter the door, he saw the neighbor next to No. 39 surrounding the persimmon tree in the yard.

"What's going on?" Xu Yu stretched his neck, and then found a bird's nest on the ground, and the eggs in the nest were all broken, which was a pity.

Fu Yuan, who was tall, had seen it a long time ago. He stared at it for a while and pushed open the door. Xu Yu looked away.

Once inside, Xu Yu hissed and said, "It's colder inside this room than outside."

Fu Yuan turned on the air conditioner, and the two sat down to sort out the materials. Xu Yu saw that the former mountain temple had collapsed by himself, and Baiquan Village already existed at this time.

A lot of information was very scattered, which made Xu Yu feel like he couldn't grasp the key points. He drew a picture of these materials according to the year, which looked much clearer.

However, the picture looks more like a brief history of Baiquan Road, and there is nothing special about it. Xu Yu was a little annoyed: "I checked and found nothing."

Fu Yuan took off his eyes and said: "The most time-consuming task of the experience officer is to find out the ins and outs."

Xu Yu sighed. Perhaps it was because Fu Yuan was in the late stage of the first mission, which gave him an illusion, so he said, "Then what if you can't find out? And you haven't found the ghost yet, have you?"

"Ghosts are not the only ones that can turn a house into a murder weapon." Fu Yuan replied.

Xu Yu didn't understand, so: "Then what else?"

"Curses, spells, and even Feng Shui." Fu Yuan said.

The first two kinds of Xu Yu only felt fantasy, so he asked: "Do you know Feng Shui?"

"know a bit."

Xu Yu became interested, and continued to ask: "How about the Feng Shui of this villa?"

"It's a treasure land of geomantic omen, otherwise the villa area would not be built." Those rich people value geomantic omen more, so how could they not look at geomantic omen before construction, and the people who live here are also rich people, let alone Maybe no one looks at Feng Shui.

Xu Yu crossed his arms: "Since it has nothing to do with Feng Shui, it can only be the first two. How do I check?"

Hearing Xu Yu's question, Fu Yuan talked about his own point of view. Since Baiquan Road is a treasured land of geomantic omen, the water that is the key to geomantic omen cannot have the springs dry up one by one.

Moreover, it is recorded in local chronicles that temples were built because of floods, but according to the feng shui here, it is the most inappropriate to build temples, unless it is not for praying to gods, but to suppress gods.

So, someone offended the mountain god and built a temple to suppress it to fight against the mountain god. Later, the temple collapsed and the mountain god broke free, so this person used the aura of hundreds of springs to fight, so the springs dried up one by one.

Fu Yuan guessed that this confrontation did not disappear, and that the only spring was about to dry up.

"You didn't make it up, did you?" Xu Yu looked dazed, feeling that he was not listening to some investigation results, but a story.

Fu Yuan was silent, and decided to ignore Xu Yu, Xu Yu immediately remembered that the person in front of him was his superior, although it was very fantasy, but he couldn't hold back.

"But can anyone really live that long?" From the mountain temple to the dry springs, it must have spanned hundreds of years. Xu Yu felt a little horrified when he thought about it. Could it be that there are people in their Taoist sect who are the same as those in Xiuxian novels? ?

Fu Yuan didn't look up, and replied directly: "Have you never heard the story of Yugong Yishan?"

"Well, there are endless children and grandchildren." Xu Yu suddenly understood.

"Also, the fairy tale you saw may not be fake." Fu Yuan said again, and Xu Yu immediately remembered the video he had seen.

He leaned in front of Fu Yuan: "Isn't this the reason you said?"

Fu Yuan was finally willing to give him a look: "Isn't it obvious enough?"

"But you can't be sure that's true." Xu Yu murmured.

Fu Yuan looked at Xu Yu with indifferent eyes, Xu Yu felt that he seemed to be annoyed to him, so he sat back obediently.

However, his cell phone rang. It was the information that Fu Yuan had just sent him, and it should have been sorted out. According to the legend of Ningcheng, the fairy girl was named Wan, and the fortune teller who presided over the construction of the mountain temple was also named Wan. The developer is also surnamed Wan, and the Wanjia in Ningcheng is very famous. The Wanjia has inherited heart disease, so they also established the famous Aid Heart Foundation.

Xu Yu was once again shocked by Fu Yuan's speed and insight, so when he was still thinking like a headless chicken, Fu Yuan had found so much, and he felt the gap between himself and Fu Yuan again.

Obviously he didn't think he was bad before, Xu Yu was a little discouraged. He also thought that Fu Yuan would tell his assistant that he could do it alone when he joined the job.

So Xu Yu finally calmed down. Although the ultimate goal of being a worker is to catch fish, Xu Yu doesn't want to be a salted fish.

He looked at the information in his hand again, hoping to get more valuable things from the existing information.

Fu Yuan naturally noticed Xu Yu's sudden seriousness. He raised his head to look at the focused Xu Yu, and finally there was a trace of warmth in his eyes.

At the same time, some leaky water pipes in the bathroom on the second floor seemed to be unable to hold on anymore. The water flow slowly filled the bathtub, overflowed from the bathtub, spread throughout the second floor, and some water seeped down, It happened to be above the rusty retro lamp.

Xu Yu's neck felt cold, he touched it, and then gasped for breath: "Blood—"