Saying goodbye to Old Man Tianji, they quickly walked to the northwest corner of Qingkou.

Xiafei Alley is easy to find.

There are many Japanese people gathered in the entire Qingkou, and every alley is full of people. Only the alley in the northwest corner is deserted.

When Yunsong and the others walked in, the bright sun was shining brightly in broad daylight, but the sun couldn't shine into this alley, so even though the sun was bright, it was still cold inside.

This is an old alley. The road paved with rough bluestone is relatively smooth, but it is wet and has a lot of moss growing on it, making it a bit slippery to step on.

The walls on both sides are old, the doors and windows of the houses are all closed, the doors are locked, and the iron locks are rusty.

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

There are trees in the yard of the house.

The branches of the trees were stretched out. Because it was late autumn, the branches and leaves were withered, dry and weak after being blown by the wind.

Like a dying old man shaking his arms.

Yun Song took a quick look and shook his head: "This is not a good place."

Hu Jinzi asked: "Brother, do you see anything?"

Yun Song said: "You may not know that I am also familiar with Feng Shui."

He pointed to the houses on both sides and continued: "Look at the houses here. Do you know what this house is called?"

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

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

"What's too small?"

"The pattern is too small." Yun Song said earnestly, "When you look at things, you can't just look at the surface, you have to look at the context."

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

"There is a saying in the art of Feng Shui and Kanyu that if you have a tear-dropping room at home, you will cry once a year. I don't need to explain the meaning of this sentence to you, right?"

The big elephant said: "Accidents happen every year?"

Yun Song nodded: "Yes."

The big elephant asked in confusion: "But why is this house called the House of Tears?"

Yunsong took two steps back and looked across the wall to look inside: "Look at the eaves. The roof is in a herringbone shape, right? When it rains, the rain drips down the roof. Does it look like a person crying?"

Hu Jinzi said: "But we all have houses like this in Nagada in the northeast. Are they all teardrop houses?"

Yun Song said: "Don't be impatient, let me finish!"

He combed through the memories left by Awu, and then organized his words and said: "Ordinary houses also have roofs like this, but they are not called teardrop houses. Why?"

"First of all, the name of the House of Tears focuses on the word 'dropping tears'. The dripping water is called dripping tears."

"Other places don't matter. The weather in Shanghai is humid. Water vapor accumulates on the roof all year round, so there is no need to rain. Normally, water vapor gathers in one place and falls, and it keeps dripping all year round!"

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

Yunsong said unhappily: "I'm talking about water vapor, not rain! Once it rains, it won't just drip, it will just flow."

"Usually, the water vapor here is too strong. After they gather, they will drip down. Before they become water droplets, the water vapor will drip down, so this is called Feng Shui. Feng Shui is not only a superficial thing, but more importantly, it is a matter of appearance.

Its veins!”

"You are too young." He pointed at Hu Jinzi.

The big elephant asked: "What's so shallow?"

Yun Song said earnestly: "It's too shallow to see!"

"Okay, don't interrupt, I'll continue."

"There are so many houses in Shanghai, and there is abundant water vapor there. Are they all houses with tears?"

"No!"

"The layout of the Teardrop House also depends on the layout. Its specific shape and layout is that the window of the big house is connected to a small house."

"As the saying goes, there is a small room under the big eaves. The big house has a small room with dripping eaves. The small room is called the tear-dropping room. When the father cries, the child cries for the mother!"

The big elephant nodded in realization.

Yun Song asked: "Do you understand?"

Big Benxiang said: "I understand, real person, the house we rent is also a teardrop house. Absolutely, I have the impression that the shape of the house is very similar to this one."

Yun Song really didn't pay attention to this. It was already dark when they rented the house last night. He went out to find Daqiao Shouxin early in the day and had no time to carefully look at the house they rented.

Now when the big stupid elephant said it, he was stunned.

I was tricked this time!

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

Yun Song said: "He may have been tricked by others!"

Tian Fang shook his head and said: "No, Mr. Xu Fu is a very advanced sorcerer. He can't see what the Taoist priest can see."

Yun Song was not happy when he heard this.

What's the meaning?

Are you saying I'm a bad guy?

Is it polite for you to speak like this?

He retorted: "What you said is ridiculous. First of all, Feng Shui is a technology that is constantly improving. Mr. Xu Fu may be a master in your era, but he is not good in our era..."

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

Yun Song followed his hint and looked.

Yu Ping'an was blinking at the door next to him. His left and right eyes opened and closed in turn. There was always only one eye open and the other closed.

Yunsong immediately looked at the door.

There was a gust of wind swirling through the crack at the door.

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

Yu Pingan chuckled: "The left eye and the right eye are different."

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

Yun Song asked: "Are you saying that the scenes you see with your left eye and your right eye are different?"

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

The result is the same scene.

Yu Ping'an didn't answer. He pouted and got into his mother's arms to complain: "I blame you, I blame you."

Hu Jinzi said casually: "I guess a ghost appeared here just now. It's very common for ghosts to appear here."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Yunsong thinks the same is true. Yu Ping'an said "I blame you" should be when he complained about his mother blocking his face and then went to see what he saw before he found out.

The ghost is gone.

They walked around the alley.

The gloomy air here is thick and lifeless.

It's really not a good place.

But no noteworthy clues were found.

There was no one in the alley, and few people appeared outside. Occasionally, people walked by in a hurry.

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

Finally, Yun Song became impatient and arrested a middle-aged man.

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

Yunsong pointed at the big elephant behind him and said: "We are indeed Han people, but this gentleman is your god of heaven from Japan!"

The big stupid elephant followed Yunsong's instructions and turned to the middle-aged man, his face darkened and then shouted angrily: "Baga Yalu!"

The middle-aged man raised his head and looked at him, then stood up in fear and bowed at 90 degrees: "Hai, Simimasai..."

As if confirming the identity of the big stupid elephant, the middle-aged man opened his mouth and spit out a series of Japanese dialects.

Yun Song knew the Japanese people's bad temper. He rudely tore the middle-aged man's collar and dragged him to the entrance of the alley and asked: "Master Tian Guo Shen wants to know where the work is here?"

The middle-aged man stepped back in fear and said: "Sir, please calm down, this is a ghost alley, very scary and very dangerous!"

Yun Song asked: "Tell me 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. In ancient times, there was a big sycamore tree 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 used to be a very good place."

"But now it has changed. It has become a ghost alley. Many people have died one after another. These people did not reincarnate after death. They turned into ghosts and stayed in the alley. They come out to harm people every night!"
To be continued...