Farewell to the old man Tianji, the few of them speeded up and went to the northwest corner of Qingkou.

Xiafei Alley is easy to find.

The entire Qingkou is full of Japanese people, and every alley is full of people. Only one alley is deserted in the northwest corner.

Yunsong and the others walked in. The sun was shining brightly in the daytime, but the sun could not shine into the alley, so that despite the bright sunshine, it was still cold inside.

This is an old alley. The road paved with rough bluestone is quite flat, but it is wet, with a lot of moss on it, so it is a little slippery when it is stepped on.

The walls on both sides are old, the doors and windows of the house are closed tightly, the doors are locked, and the iron locks are rusted.

It's like this place has been abandoned for many years.

There are trees in the yard of the house.

The branches of the trees are stretched out. Because it is already late autumn, the branches and leaves withered. After being stretched out, they are shaken by the wind and are weak.

Like a dying old man waving his arms.

Yun Song shook his head as soon as he saw it: "This is not a good place."

Hu Jinzi asked, "Brother, have you seen something?"

Yun Song said: "You may not know, I am also aware of some Feng Shui."

He pointed to the houses on both sides and continued, "Look at the houses here, do you know what this is called?"

After carefully looking at it, Dabenxiang said, "I feel it is similar to our Shikumen."

Yun Song waved his hand: "It's so small."

"What's smaller?"

"The pattern is small." Yun Songyu said earnestly, "You can't just look at the surface of things, you have to look at the context."

"The house here seems to be the same as the place we rented, but it is actually different. This is called the Tears House!"

"There is a saying in Feng Shui Geography. There is a tear-dropping house at home, and it makes me cry every year. I don't need to explain the meaning of this sentence to you, right?"

Big Benxiang said, "What happens every year?"

Yunsong nodded: "Yes."

Big Benxiang asked confusedly, "But why is this room called Tears House?"

Yunsong took two steps back and looked over the wall and looked inside: "Look at the eaves, its roof is herringbone, right? Once it rains and rain drips down the roof, does it look like a person crying?"

Hu Jinzi said: "But Nagada in Northeast China is all like this, they are all tear houses?"

Yun Song said, "Don't be anxious, let me finish it!"

He stole the memories left by Awu for a while, and then organized his words and said, "There are also roofs in ordinary houses, but they are not called tear houses, why?"

"First of all, the focus of the name of the Tears House is on a 'Tears', and the ticking drops of water are called tears."

"It's not important to other places. The weather in Shanghai is wet. Water vapor gathers on the roof all year round, so it doesn't need to rain. Usually, water vapor gathers in one place and falls, and it's dripping all year round!"

Hu Jinzi shook his head and said, "That's not that exaggerated. I have lived in Shanghai for a while before, and there is not so much rain."

Yun Song said unhappily: "I'm talking about water vapor, not rain! Once it rains, it's not dripping, it's going to flow directly."

"Often the water vapor here is too strong. After they gather, they drip down. They have not become water drops. They are dripping down. So this is called Feng Shui and Feng Shui is not just a superficial thing, but more importantly, it depends on its context!"

"You are shallow." He pointed at Hu Jinzi.

Big idiot asked, "What's so shallow?"

Yun Songyu said earnestly: "I can see it lightly!"

"Okay, don't interrupt me and I will continue."

"There are so many houses in Shanghai, and the local water vapor is abundant. Are they all tear-dropping houses?"

"No!"

"The teardrop house also depends on the layout. Its specific shape and layout is a window connecting a small house."

"As the saying goes, there is a small house under the eaves of a large house. The small house is called "Tear Room". Dad cried and cried and cried!"

Big Ben Elephant nodded suddenly.

Yun Song asked, "Do you understand?"

Big Benxiang said, "I understand, real person, the house we rented is also a tear-dropping room. It's absolutely, I have an impression that the shape of the house is very similar to this one."

Yunsong didn't pay attention to this. It was already dark when they rented the house last night. Today, he went out to find Daqiao to keep his word early in the morning, and he had no time to carefully look at the house they rented.

Now he was stunned when Big Benxiang said that.

This time I was cheated!

Tian Fang asked worriedly: "How could Mr. Xu Fu rent such a place?"

Yun Song said: "He may have been cheated by someone!"

Tian Fang shook her head and said, "No, Mr. Xu Fu is a sorcerer with a very high level of cultivation. He will not be unable to see what the Taoist priest can see."

Yun Song was dissatisfied when he heard this.

What's the meaning?

You mean I'm very good?

Are you polite in this way?

He retorted: "What you said is funny. First of all, Feng Shui and Geography is a technology that is constantly improving. Mr. Xu Fu may be a master in your era, but he cannot do it in our era..."

Hu Jinzi reached out and poked him, winked at him.

Yun Song followed his hint.

Yu Ping'an was blinking at the door next to him. His left and right eyes were opened and closed one by one, and there was always only one eye and the other was closed.

Yun Song immediately looked at the door.

There was a gust of cold wind at the door, drilling into the crack of the door.

Tian Fang also noticed her son's strange behavior. She hurriedly hugged her son and asked, "What have you seen?"

Yu Ping'an giggled: "Left eye and right eye, different."

He explained vaguely, then reached out to push her face away from him.

Yun Song asked, "Are you saying that the scene you see with your left eye and your right eye is different?"

He also went up to change his eyes and looked at the door.

The scenes I saw were the same.

Yu Ping'an did not answer. He pouted and crawled into his mother's arms and complained: "Everyone blames you, everyone blames you."

Hu Jinzi said casually: "I guess a lonely ghost appeared here just now. It is so common for there to be lonely ghosts in this place."

Yun Song felt that the same was true. Yu Ping'an said, "It's all your fault." It should be that he blamed his mother for blocking his face and then went to see the ghost he saw before disappeared.

They walked around the alley.

Here, the yin energy is rich and the lifeless energy is heavy.

It's not a good place indeed.

But no clues were found.

There is no one in the alley, and few people appear outside. Occasionally, someone passes by and walks in a hurry.

Yun Song wanted to ask these people, but no one listened to his greetings. Instead, the more he asked these people, the faster they ran.

In the end, Yun Song became impatient and directly caught a middle-aged man.

After hearing their accent, the middle-aged man immediately asked stiffly: "Are you Han people?"

Yun Song pointed to the big stupid elephant behind him and said, "We are indeed Han people, but this lord is the God of Heaven from your Japan!"

The big elephant, as Yun Song ordered, dizzy and then shouted angrily: "Bagaya Deer!"

The middle-aged man looked up at his appearance, then stood up in panic and bowed ninety degrees again: "Hai, Smimase..."

It seemed that he had confirmed the identity of Big Monkey Elephant, and the middle-aged man opened his mouth and spit out a series of Japanese dialects.

Yun Song knew the bad temper of the Japanese. He rudely pulled the middle-aged man's collar and dragged him to the door of the alley and asked, "Sir God of Heaven wants to know, where is the work here?"

The middle-aged man retreated in panic and said, "Stop being angry, this is a ghost alley, which is very terrible and very dangerous!"

Yun Song asked, "Speak out everything you know."

The middle-aged man said: "This alley is called Xiafei Alley. There is a local rumor that the feng shui here is very good. There was once a big sycamore tree in ancient times, with a phoenix living on it."

"If you look down from the air, the layout of this place is like a phoenix. In short, this place was a good place before."

"But now it has changed, it has become a ghost alley, and many people have died, and these people have not been reincarnated after death. They have become ghosts and stayed in the alley, and they will come out to harm people every night!"

"How do you harm people?" Yun Song asked.

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, and the big stupid elephant immediately said: "Bagaya deer."
To be continued...