At this time, there was a rush of footsteps in the dark corridor. Xu Qian held the knife in her hand and stared at the corridor outside the window.
"Someone is coming." Xu Qian and Sister Meng noticed the slight footsteps outside the door almost at the same time.
The two immediately pressed against the door and secretly watched what was going on outside through a door.
A shadowy figure walked upstairs, stood in front of the door opposite Xu Qian, and touched the key to open the door.
The layout of this building is that each unit has two rooms on each floor. You can see the door to the opposite house through the peephole on the door.
However, it was too dark in the building to see the man clearly.
"Judging from the footsteps, it must be a man." Sister Meng said.
"There must be something fishy about being sneaky."
The man took out his key and opened the door. The moment he entered, the man's time watch rang, "Dang, it's one o'clock Beijing time now."
The battery of that person's watch may be weak, and the time sound sounds old and weak, like the voice of an old, toothless old woman.
Then he entered the room and closed the door.
"This place looks like a funeral parlor. I didn't expect there to be residents on this floor."
Sister Meng glanced at Xu Qian, "Funeral parlor? You can think of it."
"To be honest, since I entered this room, I have felt gloomy and depressed for no reason. Opening the window for ventilation does not help," Xu Qian said.
"Okay, okay, if you keep patiently, I think things will turn around soon."
"Wait, a funeral parlor?!" Xu Qian suddenly became excited, "Why did I think this building looked like a funeral parlor just now?"
"What's so strange about this? This place is so spooky, it looks like a funeral parlor."
"That's not right." Xu Qian felt dazed for a while, and there was a strange feeling in her heart that was fleeting and impossible to capture.
The light bulb flashed several times.
"Okay, don't think about it."
Xu Qian was lying on the mattress, thinking about it. When she first saw this building, she didn't think much about it. Now that she recalled it, she felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't figure out the reason even if she tried her best.
When she was drowsy, she suddenly felt a dark shadow in the corridor. Through the window, she saw that the dark shadow was as tall as half a person. Xu Qian jumped up suddenly, held the knife upside down in her hand with two fingers, and when she got closer,
In front of the window, I found that the black shadow was gone.
"What's wrong?"
Sister Meng was also awakened by Xu Qian.
"Nothing, I saw that black shadow again."
"Could it be that you're just blinding yourself?"
"No, I never make mistakes."
"Um..." Sister Meng wasn't sure what that shadow was, so she hung up the curtains to cover the window.
"Forget it, just try to be out of sight and out of mind."
Unexpectedly, they were about to turn around and go to bed, cover their heads and fall asleep, when suddenly there were two strange laughters behind them. Xu Qian and Sister Meng felt chills running down their spines, and they suddenly pulled away three feet from the window, opened the door and rushed out, shouting
:"who?!"
The corridor was dark and silent, with no one in sight.
Sister Meng’s scalp was numb.
"It's strange. There isn't even a mouse in this building. How could there be anyone in the middle of the night? How come there aren't any mice?"
"Who else dares to stir up trouble on the head of the God and Ghost Contractor?" Thinking of this, Xu Qian took two breaths of cold air, but she couldn't get out her breath for a long time.
"curtain!"
"wrong!"
Xu Qian suddenly remembered a detail. An hour ago, she and Sister Meng had hung curtains in the bedroom and living room. So why did Sister Meng hang up the curtains again just now?
She felt her head was as heavy as lead, "The curtains were clearly hung, how could I forget?"
From the moment she stepped into this building, Xu Qian felt dizzy.
Drowsy, depressed and gloomy.
Beads of sweat gathered on her forehead, and the night wind that poured into the corridor blew over her back, as if invisible hands were gently caressing her back.
"What's going on?" Cold sweat soaked his whole body.
Xu Qian tried her best to suppress the panic in her heart, and held the knife tightly, just like holding on to the only lantern in the cemetery at midnight, like the only light left in the vast darkness, a lantern in the dark wind.
The swaying lamp of Yangshou.
Dark shadows and curtains could not make Xu Qian feel the instinctive fear deep in her heart.
What really frightened her was that Sister Meng was gone. To be precise, Sister Meng didn't come back at all. She didn't come back after she went downstairs to the store. Because the thick dust on the floor said everything - the dust on the stairs
There were only two footprints on the floor, one was her own and the other was the print of Sister Meng's high heels.
"No footprints? What the hell is going on?!"
The whole room was silent...
She quickly turned on the light in the room to illuminate it.
The peeling walls are full of scratch marks, which seem to be the marks left by the furniture and luggage that hit the walls when the residents moved out of the darkened building in fear. The spider webs in the corners are covered with thick dust and are fluffy, as if they were sticky.
Thick nasal discharge.
Suddenly, Xu Qian's vision went dark and she fell unconscious.
…
I don't know how much time passed, but Xu Qian slowly opened her eyes. It was completely dark and she couldn't see her fingers.
At this time, she found that she was sleeping on a cold stone slab. She moved around and found that there were stone walls to the left and right. She was actually sleeping in a narrow gap with three smooth sides. "Where is this?"
Xu Qian tried to struggle desperately, but when she got up, her head hit the hard stone wall.
"Is this place surrounded by stone slabs?" Xu Qian raised her arms and pushed the top plate. It took a while before the top plate was moved open a slit.
She stretched her hands out of the gap, grabbed the edge of the stone slab, and moved for a while before pushing the top plate away.
He stretched out his head. It didn't matter, but he lost his soul at first sight.
It turned out that she was lying in a stone coffin, and outside were mass graves in the mountains.
The moon is setting, the stars are sinking, and the mountain wind is howling.
Among the mass graves, more than a dozen sarcophagi were placed on top of the graves. A few oil lamps in front of each coffin flickered on and off, and three sticks of incense stuck in the soil were almost burning to the end.
The old bird in the cemetery screamed and flew around the corpses wrapped in a few tattered straw mats.
Xu Qian went crazy and screamed wildly.
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"Xiao Qian, wake up! Don't scare me..." Sister Meng sat beside Xu Qian's bed, grabbing her shoulders and shaking her violently.
Xu Qian opened her eyes with difficulty, her eyes were divergent and her expression was dull.
After a while, Xu Qian slowly came back to her senses.
"Are you okay?" Sister Meng's face turned pale, with slight tears in the corners of her eyes.
Xu Qian was so weak that she couldn't believe all this and said, "Was that a dream just now?"
"The nightmare is over. I just heard you talking in your sleep. The more you talk, the more outrageous it becomes."
"What did I say?"
There was a hint of anxiety and uneasiness in Sister Meng's eyes: "You said... the curtains, the coffin... and you kept calling my name."
"Is this really a dream? Sister Meng is really here?" Xu Qian didn't want to think too much and hugged Sister Meng.
"It's okay, it's okay. Sister Meng is here. I suspect it may be a ghost. Have a good rest. It's okay." Sister Meng comforted her.
"A ghost beating the wall?" Thinking of the strange dream just now, Xu Qian was still frightened.
"Sister Meng, please go back to your room and rest. I'm fine."
"Okay, you should go to bed early."
The night wind blew through the broken window and blew the curtains strangely.
Xu Qian held her eyes open until morning. As soon as Xu Qian lay down, she heard movement at the door opposite.
The man who lived across the street opened the door, picked up his bag and went downstairs.
Xu Qian immediately stood up and rushed out of the door, running quickly to catch up with the man.
The man also noticed someone behind him, so he turned back to look at Xu Qian. The man was about 24 or 25 years old, with a thin face and a sallow complexion. His hair was long and greasy, as if he hadn't washed his hair for many days, and his long bangs covered it.
Forehead and eyes.
Xu Qian deliberately chatted with the man: "You got up so early. Is there anyone selling steamed buns downstairs?"
The man smiled and said: "Here comes another one, hey, here comes another one..."
He kept his head down and smiled as he walked.
Seeing that the man was nervous, Xu Qian stopped talking.
The two of them went downstairs one after another, and the man walked straight towards the gate of the community.
Xu Qian went to the residential area opposite and bought some big cakes. As she was walking back, an old man sweeping the floor stopped her and said, "Girl, you look very bad."
This old man is over sixty years old and has been guarding the gates in this community for more than ten years. No one knows his name and everyone calls him Uncle Li.
I heard that Uncle Li's hometown is in a remote mountainous area, and he used to work in the wake-up call business.
In the 1980s, many remote mountainous areas did not have electricity, so it was more common to watch the watch at night. The watchman would carry a gong. At night, every household would turn off the lights and go to sleep. The watchman would knock on the gong along the way: "Be safe and be careful with candles."
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Ringing the gong several times indicates the midnight watch. To this day, watchmen can still be seen in some remote mountainous areas.
More than ten years ago, his house caught fire, and everyone in the family was burned to death, leaving him alone. Later, he came to Shenyang City to find a job as a gatekeeper. The residents here saw him as a warm-hearted person.
He was stable and had no one to rely on, so everyone left him as a gatekeeper in this community. More than ten years later, Uncle Li was very responsible and the community was peaceful, so everyone was reluctant to replace him.
People who have experienced life and death have a clear understanding of life and death. Every wrinkle on Uncle Li's weathered face seems to be telling the story of the hardships he has experienced, and his deep eyes can see the harshness of the world.
Xu Qian smiled and said: "I didn't sleep well last night."
"Girl, I see you are unfamiliar. You just moved here, right? Where do you live?"
"Number 33."
Uncle Li's face suddenly changed. He looked Xu Qian up and down and said, "Girl, you are still young, and you don't believe some things I tell you. Don't be arrogant and do not believe in evil. Move away as soon as possible."
"Uncle, what do you say? I have already paid the rent."
"That building of yours is a 'hanging coffin evil'." Uncle Li looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to them, and then said, "Follow me."
The watchmen in the mountainous area generally know some taboos about yin and yang. People in the field of watchmen are also well-informed, but they are a little different from ordinary people. What the watchmen see, hear or experience personally are all "weird stories about the third watch"
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The mountainous area is sparsely populated, and the villagers are superstitious, so there are a lot of strange things. Late at night, every household is asleep. At this time, people start to move around. They have been dealing with the night for a long time and are alone. Walking at night for a long time will inevitably
Hit ghost.
The masters in the Dagengxing Road will teach novices some yin and yang tricks, firstly for self-defense and secondly for the safety of the village. In some mountainous villages, there may be a cemetery between the east and west villages. After finishing the Dageng in the East Village, you have to take a small road and pass the cemetery.
Go to the West Village to watch. As soon as you get to the cemetery, the watchman will burn some paper money to give to the lonely ghosts.
Uncle Li led Xu Qian to the ghost building, sighed, pointed at the ghost building and asked Xu Qian: "Look at what this building looks like."
Chapter completed!