"Suddenly I thought you were interesting." She looked at me with a smile on her face: "It's pretty good that you can still perform this play well even though you know you are being used."

I smiled: "Is it so interesting to watch a joke?"

She followed me: "Hibernation is also very important. It's not easy for you to know this at such an old age."

"By the way, do you see that road ahead?" Halfway through, she suddenly pointed to the side and said.

I glanced at it, and it was the intersection that scared me half to death in my dream about July and a half ago.

"What do you think of this place?"

I didn’t even think about it: “Have you ever had a lot of resentment and killed someone?”

Teacher Kong smiled: "That's only half right. Not only did people die in this place, but people died every year. This was one of the urban legends that was passed down from generation to generation."

I had no interest and just kept walking: "Well, after all, it is an intersection in the city center and there are no traffic lights, so it is quite normal to have a car accident."

When Teacher Kong heard what I said, he smiled softly: "You are in this business yourself, and you still don't believe in these things?"

Now I just want to go back quickly, so I just said perfunctorily: "Then tell me what's special about it?"

"Every year, eight people must die around here, and the locations correspond to the eight directions of the Bagua. Do you think this is a coincidence?"

I nodded: "Hey, it does seem interesting."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of bowl knocking sounded again at the intersection.

It's really just what you say.

The street is deserted.

It was getting dark now, so I quickened my pace.

Teacher Kong suddenly stopped: "Hehehe, soon you will find it more than just interesting."

I looked back and saw that Teacher Kong had disappeared into the night.

What a strange person.

But I couldn't care less and left quickly.

Not long after returning home, Li Shun sent me a message, saying that I had done a good job, and then sent me a set of information.

Inside is information about Miao territory.

I scanned it roughly.

The first sentence of the opening chapter reads that Miao territory is rumored to be mysterious in the outside world, and it is a place that most ascetics dare not go, because their methods are not evil and cannot be guarded against.

The family in power in Miaojiang is an enemy family. The information Li Shun sent me listed the approximate number of people in power in their family, as well as their related families.

It even clearly states where whose wife went to eat recently.

It seems ridiculous at first glance, but when you think about it more carefully, it makes you feel a bit numb.

The first sentence about the mystery of Miao territory is like a joke.

I printed out the information on my phone, burned it and put it in a vajra for temporary storage, following the same method as before.

There is no need for me to take risks in Miao territory before I am ready.

But you can show these information to the great monk tomorrow, maybe it will be helpful to him.

“Tuk-tuk-tuk.”

Just when I finished burning the last piece of paper, there were suddenly several knocks on the door.

"what's up?"

I guess it's dad, but I've already had dinner?

No one answered outside the door.

I felt scared, but I still walked out of the room.

I looked through the peephole first, and there was no one there.

With doubts, I opened the door.

There was a woman at the door, wearing the clothes of a female student from the Republic of China period that I had only seen on TV.

She has a delicate face, and she is looking at me quietly at this time, with delicate makeup on her face and a slight smile.

If I hadn't vaguely seen the empty space under her skirt, I might have thought she was a living person.

I was thinking, I had already arranged things to ward off evil spirits at home, how could she come in?

I asked tentatively: "Who are you?"

She didn't speak, just looked at me quietly.

I confronted her for a while, but she didn't make any move, so I closed the door.

I quickly sent a message to Teacher Kong.

"Sister Kong, something appeared at my door. Do you know what it is?"

Teacher Kong immediately replied: "Of course I know, but I can't tell you."

"Why?"

"Because this is your own fault, and I don't want to cause trouble."

What she said made me confused.

"Think carefully about what I told you during the day. You are still outside the cause and effect. If you want to intervene in the future, you must think about the consequences." She added.

Then, no matter how I asked, she stopped replying to my messages.

The last time the ghost door opened in my backyard, I already had my doubts.

Something must have happened near my house.

My intuition tells me that the seemingly harmless woman at the door must have a complicated background.

I put away the phone, picked up the other one, and started searching for information about my home address.

I thought that according to what Teacher Kong said during the day, many clues should be found on the Internet.

However, the results that came out were very ordinary. Apart from the complaints from netizens about the housing prices in this place, there were just a few pieces of news hidden in nooks and crannies, and more of them were various consumer guides in the city center.

Death seems worthless in front of entertainment.

After flipping through more than ten pages out of boredom, a post caught my attention.

"Downtown Death Circle."

The name sounded like a gimmick post, but I was desperate and clicked on it.

The post was unexpectedly long and lasted for three years.

But it's always the posters who keep piling up the floors.

The tone of his post was in the first person, recording what he saw and heard while living in the city center.

Car accidents, suicides, accidents, murders, he described everything in detail, clearly indicating which direction and location of the intersection.

The story he recounted began eight years ago.

Because he wrote so immersively, I had some doubts about the authenticity.

I sorted through all the cases and started searching online.

This investigation took place in the middle of the night.

Except for the early years when the Internet was not widely available, accurate news can be found for most events.

But apart from the location, nothing seems to be connected, and the victims appear to be random.

In the second half of the night, I was really dizzy after checking, and I spent a lot of energy beating people during the day, so I just gave up and fell asleep.

In my dreams, I always felt that I could vaguely hear a cat meowing.

The next day, the first thing I did when I woke up was to look at the door.

no one.

After breathing a sigh of relief, I immediately packed up and went to the coffin shop.

Just as I walked out of the door, the familiar cat meowed again.

I glanced around, and a black cat appeared in front of me and kept rubbing my trouser legs.

My eyes suddenly widened.

Growing up, because of my Taiyin constitution, animals within ten meters of me would run away.

This is the first time that an animal has taken the initiative to approach me.

I heard that black cats are evil, could it be that like attracts like?

I squatted down, and it actually turned up its belly and barked at me like a baby.
Chapter completed!