Now that the Yin and Yang eyes have not disappeared, I have observed in the dark for a few seconds. It is not a house built by a brainless person, but a yin house!

I believe that this term is familiar to everyone? The yin house is defined as a cemetery in Feng Shui, which is the residence of the yin soul. The yin house that the celestial master now calls it not only refers to the cemetery. Any architectural illusion created by ghosts using psychedelic techniques is collectively called the yin house. This huge building complex in the deep pit, like a mountain villa, reveals a deep yin evil spirit everywhere, and the Yin and Yang eyes see the building appearing an illusory appearance, like a mirage. There is no need to think too much about it, it must be a yin house.

I took over the little white flag and touched my nose and thought, this land was a execution ground for the execution of the death penalty during the Republic of China period. After many years, I don’t know how many ferocious ghosts have gathered. The dead ghost attached to the calico cat is also a death row prisoner. This group of dead ghosts were all desperate people before their lifetime. Since they did not enter the underworld after death, they were stubborn and vicious spirits that were difficult to deal with. When the little white flag chased me here, I am afraid they would find it. It would not be very beneficial to me to break in.

But until dawn, Aunt Niu, the cat, will probably die.

While thinking about it, a light suddenly lit up in the chaotic house, illuminating the whole house very brightly. Standing on the edge of the pit, looking down, the whole house is in full view. The house is indeed not small, with multiple courtyards and houses, pavilions and towers, winding paths, and rockery, flowerbeds and small lakes. It looks ancient and beautiful. If it weren't for the deep evil spirits, I would have thought this was the Grand View Garden!

Two doors below my feet were slowly opened at this moment, and an old man wearing a long blue cloth gown from the late Qing Dynasty and early Republic of China walked out of it. He was holding a white paper lantern in his hand with the word "Dian" written on it. Damn, in the middle of the night, there was such a scene, and anyone would have thought that there was a funeral in their family, which was strange enough.

The old man looked up at me and smiled and said, "Mr. Xi is here, do you still remember me, Old Man Zhang? I have been to Shangcheng Town to ask you for medicine. Mr. Xi is invited." As he said that, he waved his hand into the door and made a gesture of asking for help.

I was stunned and stretched my neck to look down. Under the flashing light of the lantern, Old Man Zhang's pale face became a little dark, and his smile seemed particularly gloomy. Not to mention, I really remembered him. I did come to the store to ask me for medicine. His grin showed off his missing teeth.

I wondered, irrelevant people can always remember them, but they are closest to them, but they never have any impression of them.

"It's Old Man Zhang. I won't go in. A cat ran into your house and just help me catch it." The nanny is not something that a stranger can go in and out casually. My buddy wants to live a few more years.

"Haha, this is not my family. After the old man died, he had no place to go and became a small manager in this 'Lebu Shu Garden'. The cat was brought by Yuanzi's guest, and I can't do anything about it. If Mr. Xi wants to catch the cat, please go in and look for it myself." Old Man Zhang said with a smile, turned his head and went back. The door was not closed, as if it was kept for me.

"I don't want to think about Shuyuan"? It sounds like a place with a romantic name. It turns out that this is not a bandit nest where death row prisoners gather. How could an old and good man like Old Man Zhang commit a death row crime?

I thought about it after touching my nose. This garden was built near Shangcheng Town, which was like a demonstration against my ghost shop. My buddy wants to see what business is inside. If we are safe, we will not violate the rivers and water, and we will be safe. If we harm people, we will immediately kill them!

He walked along a small earth slope where the pit was descending to the front of the gate, locked eight copper coins in his hand, and walked in.

The inside and outside the door are like two worlds. Although it is cold outside, there is still a hint of warmth, after entering the door, it feels like falling into an ice cave. The air conditioner has penetrated into my bones, and I can't help but have a cold war.

The door creaked and closed behind his back. Turning back and closing the road, it was not that easy to go back.

I was feeling very relaxed at this moment. Since I came, I was at ease and walked forward step by step. Old Man Zhang didn't know where to hide, and disappeared. After passing by the drooping flower gate, I entered the yard for the first time, and found that the light behind me was disappearing. It was pitch black behind me, as if the manor gate had never existed.

The format of the yard is basically the same as that of the old house in the provincial capital. There are wing rooms on both sides, and the main room in the middle is the main room. There are corridors on both sides of the main room leading to the back yard.

The door of the main room was opened, and the lights were on in the hall, as if there were several banquets, and several people were drinking and laughing. But when I arrived at the door, their laughter came to an abrupt end.

Damn, that's not a human being, he's all a damn ghost. His little faces are as white as white as white paper, staring at me with gloomy ghost eyes.

I counted and found that there were ten dead ghosts, all of them were men. The clothes were varied, including modern ones, Republic of China, and Qing Dynasty official uniforms. Five low wooden tables were placed on both sides of the hall, with wine and food on them all sitting on the ground. Behind a wooden table on the opposite side, there was an old ghost about sixty years old, wearing a silk coat, glaring at the pair of ghost eyes, and being arrogant without anger. It seemed that he was the owner of this place.

"Mr. Xi is so honorable to visit the humble house. Please sit down!" The old ghost smiled and waved at me.

I have never seen this old guy before. How did he know me? He murmured in his heart and turned to see that there were two people sitting in each wooden table, only one ghost sat near the table on the left side of the door. It turned out to be the prey I was chasing, the dead ghost possessed by the kitten.

This bastard smiled at me, pointed to the position next to me and said, "Sit here, I'll leave it for you."

I sneered and sat down. Since my buddy dared to come, I am not afraid of what you can do to me. I sat cross-legged beside him before asking him about Aunt Niu’s cat. The bastard whispered to himself: “My name is Jia Hai. I was from Tanzi Village when I was alive. After graduating from college, I worked in the provincial capital. I went home some time ago and went out for a walk in the evening. I accidentally found this manor. I was so happy that I never went home again.”

No wonder this bastard doesn't look like a rural person. He turned out to have been in the provincial capital, and that was a toad in swan skin. It was not a good thing at first glance, and probably a man of the best. Otherwise, he would not have been seduced into this romance house with romance and lunar body, and his body would be hollowed out. He should have lost all his energy!

Why don’t you see a female ghost? I turned around and looked at it. Is there a few drunkards who can be despaired by drinking two cups of wine?

The old ghost saw through my thoughts and laughed: "Mr. Xi must want to see the ghost girl who is happy in Shuyuan, right? After doing this glass of wine first, I will arrange for them to show off their dance skills to Mr. Xi!" As he said that, he picked up a glass of wine on the table.

All the ghosts raised their glasses to respond, but I sneered, bit my finger and dripped a drop of blood in the wine glass. A glass of clear white wine immediately turned green, like a chemical liquid, with white bubbles gusping.
Chapter completed!