The years of reselling the haunted house

Uncle San's answer left me speechless, but I don't know if Uncle San's approach played a role. This time we really didn't hear the sound of the ancient painting falling.

I breathed a sigh of relief, maybe the first time I fell it was because the third uncle was flustered and didn't hang the painting firmly.

Thinking of this in my heart, I breathed a sigh of relief and followed my third uncle closely.

There are two doors on the left and one on the right in front, and the shapes of the doors are similar.

It's just that one door is open and the other is closed.

Uncle San pushed the open door and took a picture inside with a flashlight. Since he blocked the door, I couldn't see clearly what was going on inside.However, the third uncle didn't express anything special, so he went to the next door.

He walked by, and I went to the first door to look.

The flashlight shone in the room, and a bed and a bookshelf could be seen inside.The floor is covered with old-fashioned wooden floors. Although it has been around for a long time, the quality looks very good and there is no damage at all.

But on the ground and on the bed, there are marks circled by white powder, roughly in the shape of a person.

I guess it was when a murder case happened here, and when the public security department came, they circled it according to the outline of the corpse.Apparently this was the room where someone had died.

Thinking of this, I felt a chill go up from my back, I was shocked, and quickly retreated.Damn, my fear of death has not changed.

At this time, I saw Uncle San at the door of the closed room, trying to shake the handle of the door.

I went over and asked, "Third Uncle, what's the matter?"

The third uncle wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hands, and cursed: "Damn, why is the door still locked? Yang Yongfu didn't tell us what's going on with this room? Eldest nephew, come and try."

I stepped forward to take over from third uncle, and tried hard to break the handle of the door.

Who knew that when I broke it hard, the handle was actually broken by me all at once.It seems that the door handle of this room is also old and fragile. In addition, the third uncle broke it hard for a long time just now, but I finally couldn't bear it and broke it due to such force.

The third uncle stomped his feet: "Grass, it's broken. There must be something weird in this room. We have to pry open the door to see."

Looking at the door lock, I suddenly thought of something, and quickly reminded him: "By the way, third uncle, didn't Yang Yongfu give you a key? Since the key can't open the door outside, can you Try this door?"

The third uncle was also taken aback when he heard this, and said, "How is that possible? How could Yang Yongfu not give me the key to the house, but give me the key to the bedroom..."

The third uncle said so, he also took out the key from his pocket at the same time, and went to open the door.

As a result, before he finished speaking, the key really went into the keyhole smoothly.The third uncle twisted it, and the door lock opened with a bang.

The third uncle swallowed half of his words.

The door lock was unlocked, and Third Uncle pushed the door open.

The room was pitch black, so we shone in through the door with a flashlight.

But the room was as if it had been dyed with ink. The light from the two flashlights projected in was like two fireflies, unable to illuminate the darkness in the room at all.

This happened suddenly, and the third uncle said in a low voice: "Nephew, it's weird here, be careful."

I nodded, and involuntarily grasped the Dragon Subduing Wooden Sword in my hand.

The third uncle put the flashlight away, took out a piece of white wax from his bag, struck a match, and lit the white wax.

The white wax sizzled and burned, emitting a weak flame.The third uncle stretched the white wax into the room, and the flame burned most of it in one go.

"How could there be such a dark atmosphere in this room?" Third Uncle muttered and opened the door completely.

After the door was opened, there were no major changes inside.The third uncle stood at the door holding a candle for about ten minutes, finally made up his mind, and walked in holding the candle.

I hesitated for a moment, and followed behind Third Uncle.

As a result, at the moment I stepped into the room, a very miraculous situation happened.

When I stood at the door, the room was pitch black, and it was so dark that I couldn't see my fingers, and I couldn't even use a flashlight to illuminate it.But after we walked into this room, I felt that the light in the room gradually brightened.

The light came from the candle in Uncle San's hand, and the light spread rapidly, illuminating the whole room.Although not as bright as the lights, it is enough for us to see everything in the room.

My third uncle and I looked around, but unexpectedly discovered something strange in this room.

Because this house turned out to be a dome structure, that is to say, the roof here is round.My third uncle and I seemed to be trapped in a hemisphere.

"How could this be?" I exclaimed, it was the first time I found a place where people lived like this.

"Nephew, tell me, does this place look like a grave?"

The third uncle suddenly said this, his voice was very low, even a little hoarse, and what he said made me feel chills all over my body.

Grave, this is indeed like a grave.

When we were outside, Third Uncle said that the shape of the yard was a circle, and gave an example of a grave.Although I was also shocked at the time, I didn't feel anything personally.

But now, looking up at the round roof, I really feel the fear.

Who is it that lives here?Could this be what the old professor left behind?

So why did he make the house like this?

If I had to choose this kind of ghost place, I wouldn't want to stay longer.

The third uncle probably couldn't figure it out, but he didn't mean to leave, but held a candle close to the wall to watch.

Just when the candle was close to the wall, lines of characters suddenly appeared on the wall.

"Yi Wen!"

I recognized it at a glance. The characters were similar to those we saw on the stele.Although I don't know those characters, but the structure of the characters is different from the normal ones, so it is not difficult to recognize that they are the same script.

"Eldest nephew, the old way, take another picture."

The third uncle looked at it and explained to me.

I took out my phone and took photos one by one on the circular wall.

Third Uncle was still holding a candle and studying the writing on the wall bit by bit.

After I took a few pictures, I suddenly heard a strange sound in my ears.

The sound seemed to come from the living room outside.

Chapter 441 Third Uncle's Dance

I was shocked, only my third uncle and I came in this house, who made that voice?

Could it be that the painting I hung up has fallen down again?

I saw Uncle San staring at the writing on the wall in a daze, so I moved slightly to the door and shone the light outside.

The flashlight cannot illuminate the house we are in, but it can illuminate the outside.

A beam of light shot out, and I saw that the painting was hanging in place and not falling off.

But the sound, after just ringing, stopped again.

I shook my head, turned around and looked at my third uncle again.

The third uncle seemed to be attracted by those words, and he looked very intently, his body remained motionless, and he didn't even blink his eyes.

I wondered, didn't the third uncle not recognize these inscriptions?Seriously, can you understand?

I was about to go over and ask my third uncle, when the strange voice outside sounded again.

This time the sound was much clearer than before, and it sounded like a musical instrument to me.Many kinds of instruments are intertwined, but it sounds very blunt and not very pleasant.

My first reaction was, who is still practicing musical instruments in the middle of the night?

But soon I realized that this house is a single house, and there are no adjacent neighbors at all.The nearest house is tens of meters away.What's more, no one has lived here for a long time. How can someone play a musical instrument?

The sound soon filled my ears, and I subconsciously used the flashlight to take a picture of the living room outside again.

There was no one in the living room at all, and it was unknown where the sound of the instrument came from.

Soon, after the voice was high-pitched for a while, it became low again, becoming sporadic and lingering.

I turned my head and glanced at my third uncle. He was still staring at the writing on the wall, as if he didn't hear the sound of those musical instruments.

Seeing him like that, my heart skipped a beat. Could it be that he has become obsessed with looking at those inscriptions?

It's been a long time, and he hasn't said a word. Doesn't this fit his character?

Thinking of this, my mind was buzzing, so I stopped caring about the sound of the instrument, walked over and gently pulled on Uncle San's clothes: "Uncle San..."

The third uncle didn't respond, which made me panic even more.He simply stretched out his hand and shook third uncle's eyes: "Don't look at third uncle, just listen..."

I wanted Third Uncle to listen to the voices outside, but who knew that I annoyed him.

His sight was blocked by me for a moment, and he turned his head abruptly.

Under the candlelight, Third Uncle's face was extremely strange.

His eyes stared straight at me, expressionless, as if possessed by an evil spirit.

I took two steps back in fright, leaning my back against the curved wall.

"Get out, get out of here!"

The third uncle suddenly growled at me and rushed over like a hungry wolf, trying to drive me out of the house.

I was completely terrified, and stared blankly at my third uncle against the wall.But just as the third uncle rushed to me, before he could make any movements, he turned around abruptly as if he suddenly heard a voice from the living room, as if he was attracted by the sound, his body He walked stiffly towards the door.

Grass, I'm really afraid that something will happen, Third Uncle is definitely not normal.

I walked two steps behind Third Uncle, and said in a low voice, "Third Uncle, what's wrong with you, don't scare me..."

In fact, I know very well that no matter what the third uncle is, he will not have the leisure to scare me at this time.I just want to talk to my third uncle. If he can answer me, it should be normal.

But the third uncle walked out of the room as if he didn't hear me.

I didn't dare to stay in the room any longer, so I quickly followed out.

As soon as I stepped out, the light dimmed instantly, as if we went straight from dusk to late night.

I turned around sharply, and found that the tomb-like room behind me was once again plunged into darkness.

And the third uncle, holding the half of white wax, has already walked to the place where we hung the painting just now, staring up at the ancient painting.

The flame on the candle in my hand flickers on and off.

The candle left the room, and the range of lighting became much smaller in an instant.

As we walked out of the room, the sound of the instrument playing that I heard was gone again.I'm also not sure if I just had an auditory hallucination.

But the third uncle stared at the ancient painting for a while, and suddenly threw the candle in his hand.

The flame of the candle was extinguished in an instant.

It was pitch black in the room, so I hurriedly turned on the light and shone the light on the place in front of me.

At this time, the third uncle really seemed to be bewitched, and suddenly stood in the open space of the living room, dancing with his hands and feet.

I shone the flashlight on Uncle San's face, but Uncle San didn't care, and he didn't try to hide from my beam. Instead, he enjoyed his dance with a sense of satisfaction on his face.There was also a smile on his face that made people feel chills all over his body.

The third uncle's smile is extremely charming, and his coy look makes my hair stand on end.

With a weird smile, the third uncle twisted his waist, waving his hands vigorously above his head, very selfless, dancing like no one else was around.

"Third Uncle, why are you crazy?"

I rushed forward recklessly, grabbed Third Uncle's arm, and pulled towards the door.There must be oddities here, we have to get out of here first.This is the only thing I can do right now.

But the third uncle's strength at this time is surprisingly incomparable. Even though I pulled hard, he still danced his body desperately.

With all my strength, I managed to half-drag the third uncle to the vicinity of the Yonglu in the room.

Third Uncle left the living room, making loud noises and struggling back.

His strength seemed to flow continuously, and gradually I couldn't hold him back.

The two of us pulled together on the side of the Yonglu Road, and finally I was exhausted, but was dragged by my third uncle, and gradually returned to the living room.

After the third uncle returned to the original place, he became excited again, threw me away, and started dancing crazily again.

I was a little helpless at this time, and at this moment, I suddenly heard a deafening gong.

"Boom..."

The sudden sound of the gong lifted my spirits.

It's Fatty, the soul-shocking gong in Pang Haihai's hand.

I glanced at the time, and it's not yet the time agreed by my third uncle.Why did you start beating the gong?

But I looked at Third Uncle again, and when I heard the sound of the gong, my body trembled suddenly, and I looked around blankly.

"Damn it. The sound of the gong is useful." I suddenly realized that the sound of the gong seemed to be able to wake up Third Uncle from his bewitched state.