Thriller Night Talk

Monday, October 10, at 4:52 p.m.

Wei's father, Wei's mother, Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan were sitting on the sofa on the east side of the master bedroom, silently waiting for Zishi to arrive.

No one spoke, and the room seemed extraordinarily quiet, except for the faint but regular hum of the air conditioner when it was running.

The atmosphere at the scene became inexplicably weird.

"Bei, Beiquan."

Finally, Dad Wei couldn't stand the silence anymore, and took the initiative to say:

"Is this really, okay?"

Although he tried his best to appear calm and calm in front of a junior who was almost 30 years younger than him, the unconscious stuttering and the undisguised vibrato at the end still betrayed his true state of mind.

Indeed, no matter who it is, it is difficult to maintain a calm composure if you are in the same room with a paper doll in the middle of the night—or a paper doll made in your own image. Soon there will be a "hell" situation.

When talking, Dad Wei's gaze could not help but drift towards the big bed in the middle of the room.

At this moment, on the big double bed where he and his wife sleep every night, there is a paper dummy lying on it.

This paper figurine was made by Wei's mother at a paper making shop near the funeral parlor at a high price overnight.

At that time, when Wei's mother came to the door with Wei's father's photo and asked the master to tie it up as much as possible according to the photo, the other party was so frightened that he couldn't do it, madam, you are too vicious, we I can't accept your business!

There was no other way, Mother Wei had no choice but to use her eloquence in the business field, Xiaozhi used emotion to reason, and repeatedly assured that it was only for disaster relief, and then threw a lot of cash, two-pronged approach, and finally got the master to agree to give it to her. Make a paper doll that looks like Dad Wei.

Maybe it's because the master craftsman who claims to have been in the industry for 30 years is really good, and the paper figurines are so lifelike.

Obviously the materials are only the roughest bamboo strips and thin oiled paper, but from the facial contours and facial features of the paper figurine, you can see the feeling of the six or seven quarterback father himself.

It's kind of the uncanny valley effect.

When Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan carried the paper figurine onto the big bed and put it in a supine position, Father Wei's legs softened and he managed to avoid kneeling on the spot.

While cursing the wicked and smoking Wang Daochang to die, he secretly swore in his heart that he would not want this bed even with the mattress, bedding and pillows. As long as he passes this test, he will be thrown away tomorrow. Yes, throw it as far away as possible!

In short, no matter how frightened Dad Wei was, Beiquan's plan continued in an orderly manner.

According to Beiquan's analysis, the reason why Daoist Wang did all these devious things was because he wanted to transfer some difficult spells or evil things to Dad Wei.

"Your house has been tampered with."

Yesterday, Beiquan studied a certain detail of the mansion carefully with Wei's father, Wei's mother, and Wei Fuyuan.

"look here."

Beiquan led the three of them to the door, then pointed to the two golden wooden borders beside the door and said, "This thing is the 'game' set up by Wang Daochang in your house."

Wei's father and Wei's mother frowned immediately when they heard the words, and squatted down to study carefully.

Those are two wooden decorative borders, with exquisite workmanship, shallow copper coin-shaped reliefs on the surface, and then painted with champagne matte paint, showing a soft light golden color under the light, noble and delicate, It is a highlight of the floor.

The two golden sides are parallel and symmetrical, cleverly bypassing all furniture and cabinets, and extending from the door to the escalator behind the living room.

When decorating the interior of this villa, Wang Daochang explained the functions of the two gold edgings to Wei's father and mother: one is to look good, and the other is to gather wealth, implying that money paves the way and the source of wealth is rolling in.

Wei's father and Wei's mother were very satisfied when they saw the design effect, and praised Wang Daochang for being really a master, and even improving the feng shui of the house is not out of the ordinary, very ingenious.

They never expected that this "ingenious idea" actually hides a murderous conspiracy.

"This, is this true?"

Dad Wei took a step back, and when he looked at the two exquisite wooden borders, he seemed to be looking at a scourge, "Just these two wooden borders, how can they kill people?"

"of course it's true."

Beiquan smiled, took out a small knife from the suitcase, and pried open a piece of wood trim beside the door in front of the second elder.

Then he broke the brittle and thin board with a snap, and turned the broken piece over, "Look here."

"hiss!"

Wei's father and Wei's mother gasped together.

They saw that there was a layer of off-white paint carefully painted on the back of the wooden board, and on the top of the paint were written all over with strange characters that they could not recognize at all.

——It's not tricky, the two elders have lived to this age in vain!

Wei's father and Wei's mother yelled in unison: "What the hell is this!?"

Beiquan smiled and signaled them not to panic.

"What is painted behind the wooden boards is just ordinary gypsum powder, but the gypsum powder is mixed with some very dark materials."

Although Wei's father and Wei's mother didn't know what the "materials with heavy yin energy" were, just by the name, they knew that they were definitely not serious things that should be placed in the living room.

"As for the words written on it, they are runes for ghosts and ghosts. So, this is a 'ghost way'."

Beiquan went on to explain:

"In a word, you can understand that these two wooden borders are equivalent to the 'blind path' for the filthy things. When they enter the villa, they just need to follow this 'ghost path' specially opened for them. OK."

Having said that, Beiquan paused.

"Your escalators have similar gold-edged decorations on both sides..."

He made a gesture of "walking" with two fingers:

"In fact, these two gold borders go all the way to your bedroom, don't they?"

Wei's father and Wei's mother: "!!"

——Someone paved a "ghost road" in his home, and spread it all the way to his room!

——So I probably sleep with ghosts every night, and I have been sleeping like this for more than seven years!

Just thinking of this, the eyes of the two elders suddenly went dark, and they supported each other so they didn't pass over on the spot.

"I￥@#￥!"

When anger reached the limit, Dad Wei was no longer afraid.

As soon as he jumped three feet high, he grabbed the long-handled umbrella at the entrance while cursing, and wanted to rush out the door to find Wang Daochang to fight desperately, and beat that demon to the point where he couldn't take care of himself for the rest of his life.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Wei Fuyuan grabbed his father's arm and dragged him back.

"Dad, don't get excited!"

Wei Fuyuan was very strong, and he easily subdued the frantic Dad Wei.

"Beating someone up won't solve the problem, but it will startle the enemy and arouse the other party's vigilance!"

With that said, he turned his head to look at Beiquan, "Let's listen to what Beiquan has to say first!"

"don’t worry."

Beiquan also answered at the right time, "This 'ghost road' in your house should not have been used so far."

Dad Wei stopped struggling and turned to look at Beiquan, "What do you mean?"

Standing outside the door, Beiquan pointed in the direction of the yard:

"I guess, Daoist Wang probably arranged some spells or spirit objects to ward off evil spirits and town houses at the gate of the courtyard, so that 'outside ghosts' cannot enter the courtyard, and naturally they cannot enter the house, so they cannot walk the 'ghost way'."

Wei's father and Wei's mother breathed a sigh of relief together.

But at the same time, they were also very puzzled: "Since it's not for the ghosts from outside to come in and harass us, why does he want to set up this 'ghost road' in our house?"

Bei Quan smiled and replied, "Of course it's because Daoist Wang wants to send a certain 'thing' to your house."

Dad Wei shuddered, "Yes, what is that 'thing'?"

"do not know."

Beiquan smiled and shook his head, "But since he can use such a method, there are two reasons. One is that he was entangled by some powerful evil spirit, and he was unable to get rid of it, so he could only think of a way to divert the trouble."

At this time, Mother Wei heard something unreasonable, "But this house was built more than seven years ago. If the demon way was to get rid of some 'thing', it dragged on for seven years, and it is only now." , isn’t it a bit unreasonable?”

"Yes."

Bei Quan smiled and nodded, "So I'm more inclined to the second guess."

He held up a finger and shook it slightly.

"The Taoist priest wanted to 'raise' a very powerful and dangerous 'thing', but he was afraid of backlash, so he has been afraid to carry out his plan."

Beiquan smiled slightly, his voice was soft, but the words he said had the effect of making hair stand on end:

"It wasn't until he checked the Feng Shui of the house for you that he thought of this solution to the 'backlash'—that is, transfer the 'backlash' to your home."

Wei's father and Wei's mother: "..."

The two looked at each other, and both saw the same fear in each other's eyes.

As well-known industrialists in Fengxing City, the couple, who have been in the business district for many years, certainly heard those messy rumors that were difficult to distinguish between true and false.

Such as raising little ghosts, inviting partial gods, crediting golden toads, this fairy and that god, as long as they can be associated with "getting rich", even a dead body or a coffin will dare to move home.

Of course, if there are too many "things" to "invite" home, it is inevitable that there will be times when the host cannot hold back.

Moreover, it is said that many "things" will "grow up", and when they reach a certain level, they will start "tossing". At least, the house will be restless, and at worst, the family will be destroyed, and the consequences can be described as very serious.

Wei's father and Wei's mother made their fortunes with their own business acumen, so of course they disdain such out-of-the-ordinary means, but they have never eaten pork and seen pigs run away. As soon as Beiquan reminded them, they immediately connected the matter with the rumors they had heard. Together, immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

"Then what should we do?"

Dad Wei was about to cry, "Can I have someone dismantle this 'ghost road' now?"

"No, this can only treat the symptoms, not the root cause."

Beiquan shook his head:

"Wang Daochang has already set his eyes on your family. If you can't solve this matter thoroughly this time, you will have to guard against thieves for a thousand days in the future—I'm afraid it will be impossible to guard against."