The years of reselling the haunted house

When I drank the porridge into my mouth, I felt that the porridge had no taste at all.

I quickly realized that it should not be that the porridge has no taste, but that my tongue can't feel any taste.

So I drank the porridge basically like chewing wax, but I just swallowed the bowl of porridge whole.

But as soon as the porridge entered my stomach, I really felt that my physical condition had been greatly improved.First of all, a warm current is generated from the dantian, dispelling the coldness of the body.There is a lot of sweat on the forehead, and the weakness of the limbs has also been improved.

It's just that the head is still groggy, but it is much more energetic than before.

The third uncle's reaction was more obvious, his complexion improved a lot, and he also blushed a little.

The third uncle finished his porridge, threw the bowl away, and cursed: "Damn, I finally escaped a catastrophe. I didn't expect such a thing to exist in this world..."

After listening to the third uncle's words, I also felt waves of fear.What happened tonight is really too suspenseful.

I hurriedly asked, "Third Uncle, what happened inside? You really scared me to death."

The third uncle waved his hand: "Let's talk about it later, you boy, how do you feel now?"

"It's much better. This five-grain porridge is quite useful."

The third uncle came over and pulled my eyelids away, looked at it, then looked at the coating of my tongue, and then nodded: "It's okay. It should be almost enough to recuperate for a few days. Fortunately, the ghost who guards the door is not good enough, otherwise you will be in danger Yes. Can this blood from the tip of the tongue be used casually? Your Taoism and cultivation are far from the level of using the blood from the tip of the tongue. If this thing is not used well, you will have to eat it back. You can remember it, and you can use it next time. Don’t use it lightly, you may not be so lucky then.”

I smiled wryly and said, "Third Uncle, I also know that the blood from the tip of the tongue cannot be used easily. But at that time I really had no choice, the door seemed to be welded to death, I also wanted to try it. But I found that the talisman was not very effective, so I used the blood from the tip of my tongue to activate the talisman."

The third uncle nodded: "That's a ghost covering the door. If you have yin and yang eyes, you can see a ghost squatting at the door, desperately blocking that door. Your talisman can be regarded as a blind cat meeting a dead mouse. The door was just opened after clearing away those ghosts."

After listening to the third uncle's introduction, a picture of a bunch of ghosts squatting at the door, desperately trying to cover the door appeared in my mind.It's also thanks to me that I don't have yin and yang eyes, otherwise I would have been scared to pee when I saw that scene.

Speaking of which, I looked at Pang Dahai and asked, "Fatty man, did you knock the gong before I came out of the house?"

Pang Dahai was a little embarrassed, and nodded: "Yes... yes. I was guarding outside, and the more I looked at the little gong, the more curious I became, and I couldn't help itching, so I knocked the gong once."

"Grass. Then why did you knock once and then stop, but you kept knocking..."

Fat Dahai glanced at Third Uncle, and said: "It was not the appointed time, I was afraid that Uncle Master would blame me, so I stopped after trying it."

I sighed: "If you keep knocking, we won't have to work so hard."

The third uncle waved his hand: "Nephew, you can't blame the fat man. You have to think about it this way, if you hadn't heard the sound of the gong from the fat man, you wouldn't have thought of a way to save it. This time, we hit the right way and escaped." It’s a blessing to have survived this calamity.”

I let out a sigh of relief, and what Uncle San said was the same.If it hadn't been for the fat man's sudden coldness, I really can't think of how to save the third uncle.

The fat man asked curiously: "Boss, what happened to you inside? You said you called me at the door, but I really didn't hear anything."

The third uncle waved his hand: "Don't talk about that first, nephew, quickly take out the inscription you took."

I took out my phone and looked at the photos I had taken.

When I saw it, I was taken aback.

Because the photos I took of the stele and the wall are all there, but the inscriptions on it are gone.

The stone tablet and the wall are empty, and the inscriptions on it seem to have been erased by life.

When I photographed the stele, the three of us were all present.

Seeing this situation, we looked at each other and felt that things were getting weirder and weirder.

"Uncle, why are the words on it gone?" Pang Dahai asked.

The third uncle's face was livid, and he said lightly: "Now I am more sure, it is indeed inscribed. Since it is inscribed, it can only be read, and cannot exist on any medium. In other words, nephew, do you want to go to The rubbed stele, even if it is rubbed down, will disappear. This is called inscriptions that do not exist in the world."

I nodded: "What we saw in that round, tomb-like room is also inscribed, the same as the one outside?"

The third uncle was bewitched when he was looking at those inscriptions.So when the round room was mentioned, the third uncle's body trembled three times, and then he said angrily: "Damn it, I still have to tell you about the embarrassing thing. You two remember it for me, let's talk about it." Forget it, if anyone dares to pass it on to me, I will never end with you."

I laughed secretly in my heart, for such a conceited person like Uncle San, he has lost face today.

The third uncle said, pointing at me again: "Especially that strange professor, you are not allowed to tell him."

I suppressed a smile and said, "Third Uncle, if we still need to find someone to recognize the inscription, we have to explain to them the harm the inscription has caused you. How can we not mention this matter?"

The third uncle waved his hand: "Who the hell said he was going to ask him to identify the inscribed script? Besides, he is a professor of biology, does he know the inscribed script?"

As the third uncle said, he suddenly grabbed a pen, found a piece of paper, and wrote a few strokes on the paper.

I took a look, and it turned out to be three or four strange characters, which were somewhat similar to the inscribed characters I had seen.

"Third Uncle, this is..."

The third uncle rubbed his temples: "I can only remember these few words...you take it with you."

I understood what Uncle San meant. He clearly wanted me to show this text to Ma Su for recognition, but he was still very firm.

I smiled and folded the piece of paper and put it away, and went to find Ma Di when I was free.

"Third Uncle, you were bewitched at the time, was it because you read these inscriptions?" I asked.

The third uncle nodded: "This is the inscription. If you recognize it, you will recognize it. If you don't recognize it, you must not try to identify it. I was like this at the time. I looked at the inscriptions and tried to recognize them. The result was very fast. I lost myself."

"Yes, third uncle, you looked terrible at that time. I went up to call you, but your appearance almost ate me up."

The third uncle shook his head: "It's terrible, it's terrible... Do you know what I saw at that time? The words on the wall at that time were all alive... jumping on the wall, like little people one by one I was dancing. I was dumbfounded, and gradually I was attracted by them..."

Chapter 445 The Voice of Heaven

"Yin Wen...Yin Wen is dancing? This...how is it possible?" Pang Dahai and I were very surprised when we heard that.

The third uncle smiled wryly, and said, "I don't really believe what I'm saying now. But at that time, it was indeed like that. Those words danced on the wall, and as I looked at them, I couldn't help but want to learn those movements." But although that movement looks simple, I can't learn it no matter how hard I try, the more I want to learn, the more serious I look at it. I can't tolerate any interruptions."

I nodded and recalled: "No wonder I stretched out my hand and shook it in front of your eyes. It should have blocked your sight. At that time, your reaction was as if you were going to eat me."

The third uncle recalled what happened at that time, sweat broke out on his forehead again, he stretched out his hand to wipe it casually, rubbed it on his body, and said: "I knew it at the time, but I was really angry. I even wanted to put You drive out of the house, and I stay in that room alone. Because I just want to see the inscription alone. Once I see the inscription, it will be very tempting. This thing... is too evil... ..."

After listening to the third uncle, I was afraid for a while. At that time, I did not read the inscriptions carefully, because I knew that I would not understand them.If I insist on researching the truth like Uncle San, maybe I will do the same.

But thinking of this, I had an idea, so I said to my third uncle: "I know what happened to the two people who died in the house. They must have seen the inscription at that time, and both of them studied it carefully." .So both of them wanted to enjoy the happiness brought by this inscription alone, so they fought, and the result was that both sides were hurt."

The third uncle said: "Yes, it should be like this. What you said is very reasonable. What about the other one who is alive?"

Pang Dahai said: "I must have seen the two of them fighting, so I avoided it."

I nodded and said: "Now that's the only way to explain it. He may have seen the horror of the inscription, so he didn't go to see the inscription, and he survived in the end. But he witnessed the tragic situation of the other two people, which led to his own death. Insane."

Pang Dahai questioned: "Uncle, what happiness can that inscription give you? It caused the two to kill each other?"

I recalled the various reactions of the third uncle at that time, and guessed: "Perhaps, what can really feel happy is not the inscriptions, but after reading the inscriptions, it will let myself enter a state, a state of selflessness. "

The third uncle patted his thigh: "My nephew is right. That's it. After I read the inscription, I heard the sound of an instrumental ensemble. At that time, I thought, this kind of sound is definitely not from the world, it must be a kind of fairy song that can only be found in Tiangong."

The third uncle's description really fit the appearance of the third uncle at that time.He was originally in that room, and after hearing the instrumental music, he walked straight towards the living room.

I then asked, "Third Uncle, besides listening to the sound of Lai that day, have you seen anything else?"

The third uncle nodded, recalled a bit, and then told us what he saw and heard at that time.

When he heard the sound of the instrumental music, he was completely attracted by the sound.So the third uncle walked out of the tomb-like room.

As soon as he left the room, he saw another scene in front of him.It was in a brightly lit hall, and the surrounding seats were full of people. They were all dressed in rich clothes, pushing each other to exchange cups, and talking high-spiritedly.

When the third uncle walked over, an old man came over, wearing strange clothes.He waved at the third uncle, and shouted: "Another distinguished guest has come, everyone welcome quickly."

Those people stood up to greet him one after another, gave the third uncle to an empty seat, and filled the third uncle with wine.It was a kind of wine bottle, and the fine wine shone brightly in the wine bottle, and the aroma of the wine wafted from it.

At this time, the instrumental music sounded again.The third uncle saw a group of musicians in the corner, playing music.The heavenly music flows from the instruments in their hands.

As the music sounded, a group of dancing girls floated out from behind. They were all dressed in neon clothes and feather clothes, dancing in the hall.

At this time, the guests present also left their seats one after another and jumped onto the dance floor. Each of them accompanied a dancer and danced in the hall.

All the dancers were accompanied, only one was not accompanied, she saw that the third uncle was still sitting on the seat, so she came over and dragged the third uncle to dance together.At first Uncle San was very resistant, but the dancing girl dragged Uncle down to dance.

The sound of the music seemed to have a magical power. After listening to it for a while, the third uncle couldn't help but danced with the dancer, and the dance became more and more beautiful. He was already immersed in the dance music and atmosphere, and felt that he had already left the world. Ascended to heaven.

At this time, the old man who led the third uncle to the seat also came to toast the third uncle with a glass of wine.

The third uncle picked up the wine glass and was about to drink, when suddenly there was a thunderstorm outside, and the wine bottle fell to the ground by mistake.

The old man was very displeased, and poured another glass for the third uncle.While Third Uncle was drinking again, his body swayed again for unknown reasons.The glass fell to the ground again.

The old man stared angrily behind Third Uncle, with a terrifying expression on his face.

But this time the old man stopped toasting, and just danced wildly with the third uncle and the others again.

I don't know how long it took to dance, but the third uncle was so drunk that he was awakened by a thunderclap.

He woke up suddenly, only to realize that he was still standing in the living room of that room.At this time, the sound of the gong was loud, and the third uncle completely recovered his sanity, ran out desperately, and escaped from the old house.

After listening to the third uncle, I smiled wryly and said, "No wonder you couldn't pull away, third uncle. It turned out that there was a beautiful woman by your side. Apart from dancing, you didn't do anything else, did you?"

The third uncle glared at me: "Your mouth is full of guns, no matter how big or small, don't you care about it?"

I chuckled: "I see that what you said is too serious, just kidding."

The third uncle shook his head: "It's not that I'm serious, that's really terrible. I know now, if you pulled me desperately at that time, it should be when the old man toasted me. If you didn't pull me, I might Just drank that wine, if I drank it, maybe I would never be able to get out."

I nodded: "The old man toasted you twice. The first time, the thunder outside should be the time when Pang Haihai tried to knock the gong. The second time, I dragged you to the door. It seems that it is still the third uncle." You have great fortune and fate, these two times are really a coincidence."

"Who said no? So I really want to thank you two boys." The third uncle said and patted both of us on the shoulder.

Chapter 446 There is a soul in the painting

I smiled and said, "Third Uncle, you have never been so polite, what happened today?"

The third uncle didn't make any jokes with me this time, and said very seriously: "Nephew, when we were in danger before, although we encountered many difficulties, your third uncle and I have a little bottom in my heart. Same, it's really dangerous..."

The third uncle's reaction this time is indeed different from usual, one can imagine how serious the situation was at that time.

"Then third uncle, what do you think is the problem?" I asked.

Uncle San asked me back, "Do you still remember that ancient painting hanging on the wall?"

Uncle's reminder made me wake up instantly.

That's right, it should be that painting.First of all, the painting was full of weirdness from inside to outside. At that time, the painting fell from the wall without warning.It was not until the third uncle bowed to him that he finally hung up.

Moreover, the content of that painting is more than similar to the scene described by the third uncle just now, it is exactly the same.

"Third uncle, you mean, you walked into the painting at that time?"

Uncle San shook his head: "Maybe it's the soul in the painting that came out."

"The soul in the painting? Uncle, you mean, the characters in the painting are all souls?" I looked at Uncle in disbelief.

The third uncle was thoughtful: "If there is a murder in that house, that ancient painting should be the culprit. If you want to understand the painting, you must first find someone to recognize the inscriptions. Maybe you can only understand it." Only those who read those inscriptions will understand the world in that ancient painting. There must be an inevitable connection between the two."

I nodded: "I'll go to Lao Ma tomorrow to see those words, and ask if they are inscribed characters?"

The third uncle opened the curtains and looked outside, and said: "It's not tomorrow, it's today. It's already early in the morning, let's all go to rest first. Tomorrow we all have to rest for a day. Our bodies haven't fully recovered yet. We need to fully recover." .”

I shook my head: "I'm fine. My body's reaction is much better now, and I guess I can recover after a short sleep."

The third uncle said sternly: "That's not okay. You are not strong enough to use the blood on the tip of your tongue to stimulate the talisman. In the body. Remember, within this year, you will no longer be able to forcibly use the blood on the tip of your tongue to draw symbols."

Pang Dahai said from the side: "It's okay, I'm still here. If this kind of thing happens again, I'll use the blood from the tip of my tongue."

The third uncle gave Pang Dahai a sideways look, and spat, "Damn, what a fart you are? You, like Yangzi, don't know how to fart, so you have to use less blood from the tip of your tongue. What can you do, just go."

The fat man was scolded by the third uncle, stuck out his tongue, and dared not speak anymore.But I know that Third Uncle didn't treat him as an outsider, and all he said was for his own good.I believe Pang Dahai also understands.

The third uncle drove me and Pang Dahai back to the room. It was indeed more than two hours before dawn, and we tossed and tossed for almost a whole night.

In fact, my body was struggling to support just now, and at the end of the battle, I was already very tired.Back in the room, lying on the bed, and soon fell asleep.

This sleep lasted until the afternoon of the next day before waking up.

I went to my third uncle's room and found that he was still sleeping.I stayed in the room until night, and my third uncle still didn't intend to wake up.

Pang Dahai went to the kitchen to cook two more bowls of five-grain porridge. After I drank a bowl, my body has largely recovered.

I simply stayed in my third uncle's room, for fear of any accidents happening to him.

The third uncle slept until the morning of the third day before slowly waking up.However, after waking up, his complexion did improve a lot, and his energy was also much improved.

The third uncle stretched his waist, looked at me and asked, "Nephew, are you alright?"

I nodded: "I feel like I've been revived with full blood. Third Uncle, your condition seems to be much better."

The third uncle yawned: "It's a life saved. Go and find the fat man, let's study it again."

As we were talking, the fat man came in with two more bowls of five-grain porridge.

I smiled and said, "Fatty has almost become an expert at making porridge these two days. Fatty, you can't change it, don't you have to drink porridge all the time?"