When I went up, the first feeling was that this floor seemed to be more depressing than other floors.

This place was originally a dangerous building, everywhere was like paper paste, any step was like being able to kick out a hole on the spot, and you had to be careful when you entered.

I can't say why, on this floor, the feeling of having nowhere to put my feet for fear of tipping over is weaker, and it is another feeling, like going to the toilet in the middle of the night after watching a chat when I was a child - a little, panicked.

It stands to reason that those of us who eat yin and yang have become commonplace for evil and danger, but this place can arouse a kind of primitive fear, like those places of shadows, which can rush out at any time and howl and knock us down.

I was so panicked, not to mention the little white fat, after reading the Sanskrit, my hand on my hem never let go, and I muttered as I walked: "Senior brother, this place is really careful, it is said that there are tassels in this layer, a fierce spirit." ”

Evil spirits?

Little White Fat nodded violently: "It's just like Sadako." ”

The finale is the finale.

When I was a child, I was scared to see Sadako, but I still held my head high and said, "What do you know? As long as she is bold, Sadako will take maternity leave. ”

Xiao Baipang couldn't help but be in awe when he heard this, and his thumb was raised again: "Senior brother is senior brother, iron-blooded real man!" ”

I didn't care about continuing to be poor with him, but ran to the south to find it—although the white herb had only shouted so abruptly before, it should have been in this position.

After a few steps, I took a picture on the floor, and my heart sank suddenly—on a thick layer of dust, there was a mark that was very new, as if someone had been dragged here.

White Herbs?

I immediately followed the trail and chased inside, saying in my heart that nothing should happen.

As soon as we ran, we suddenly heard a strange sound around us.

"Bang Bang Bang Bang ......"

The little fat man grabbed my hand and immediately tightened: "Senior brother, there is something around here!" ”

I still used him to say it, and immediately held up the phone and took a picture in all directions.

It doesn't matter if this photo is taken, a few of us have all blown up our scalps.

I saw that on the walls of these corridors, there were white flowers and dense paper figures!

The faces of those paper figures are also very clumsy and powdered, depicting faces with different images, crowded and crowded, and the people who look at them are going to commit dense phobia.

As soon as we walked around and the wind was blowing, the paper figures began to rub against each other, making that rattling sound.

Xiao Baipang looked at those paper figures, and also showed a very panicked expression: "Brother, what is this for?" Is it also religious art? How can you look so unlucky? ”

Indeed, those mournful faces, as if they were howling at us, are still so numerous that they are creepy.

Dumb Balan's eyes were sharp, and he also saw it: "Brother, there seem to be words on them!" , it's still red. ”

Of course, it was unlucky, so I asked them to take a closer look, and they could see that there were words on those paper figures, such as "Zi Chou Yinwu".

The best cinnabar is used, so after such a long time, it is still as bright as ever, like a blood book.

Xiao Bai Fat patted his thigh and suddenly realized: "I know!" Pray for it, right? ”

Not to mention, now in some temples, there are indeed people who pray for blessings, write their birthdays in a certain place, and let the paper people stay in the temple for themselves to absorb the aura and pray for blessings.

But it's not.

I reached out and flipped a paper figure over.

Sure enough, there was a hair sticking to it, two blood stains, and two people's names written on it.

"Jia Guichun is the top three, and he will never be able to be born."

It's called a "nightmare."

This is an ancient magic technique that was specially used to spell people.

This thing was popular in ancient times, but now the legal system is sound, and it is rare, but when I was a child, I still heard of this kind of thing.

It is said that the top ten richest people in our county have a strange disease, foaming at the mouth like a crab all day long, and they have convulsions, and finally cut themselves with a knife and hacked themselves to death.

Whoever looked at it, they thought that the rich man had a mental illness, and then the funeral was a big event, and the old man led me to rub the flowing water mat of other people's houses, and was eating roast chicken legs, he looked at the coffin, frowned, and muttered that the rich man died unclean.

I asked him what he meant, did this man fall into a dung pit and drown?

The old man's oily hand slapped me on the head, saying that this rich man was not a good death, but was killed by someone.

Then the old man inquired and asked if the rich man was a sin for the elderly, and he inquired - it turned out that the rich man had spoiled a girl, and that girl was from other places to work locally, and she was only nineteen.

The rich man persecuted the girl, the girl was not happy, the rich man said angrily that the girl was shameless, and after committing the murder, he threw the girl on the road and ran her to death, under the pretext of an accident.

The girl has a grandmother in the family, almost ninety, and she wants to ask for an explanation—who will give her an explanation?

Grandma ran without a door, so she squatted at the door of the rich man every day, and picked up the rich man's garbage, but after the rich man died, the old woman disappeared.

The old man said that this was right, and after eating the roast chicken, he wiped his mouth, and then took me to a small temple nearby to have a look.

Sure enough, in a corner of the small temple, we found a nail with a paper figure nailed to it.

The paper figure seemed to have been cut with scissors, and it was full of holes, and its body was incomplete, like a paper-cut work of art.

I was stunned when I saw it - the wound on the paper man was exactly the same as the wound of the rich man in the crystal coffin, and even the size ratio was about the same.

On the front is the eight characters of the birthday, and on the back is a few hairs and a drop of blood, which reads "Ma Shuhua and Zhu Fusheng, dead without a whole corpse, self-inflicted".

The old man sighed and said that the cycle of heavenly principles is not pleasant.

This method is that there is no way to redress grievances in the world, and the ghosts and gods are invited to adjudicate - it is similar to suing the royal court.

When the gods in the temple accept it, they will give an explanation to the nightmare.

In short, if a person hates another person and has no way to take revenge, he will use this method to curse that person and get rid of that person.

The method is also simple, it is to get something on the enemy's body - anything is fine, but it must be something on the body, such as hair and nails.

Then, put his own blood on it, and then write the name of the enemy, the old woman picked up the garbage, just to find the rich man's things.

Like this, it is Jia Guichun who hates Chun Sanqiang, and hopes that Chun Sanqiang will not be able to be overborn.

In the past, there were many such things - bullying the little people, the little people couldn't support the relationship, couldn't find a way, and had no place to start, so they could only rely on this method.

It's the same as the villain.

It's just that this method can be regarded as a jade burning-you use such a ruthless method to spook people, it's okay to have a deep hatred, if it's just trivial, the "plaintiff" can't touch good fruit to eat.

Xiao Bai Fat suddenly realized: "No wonder...... These paper figures are all nailed here by believers, so this layer is "hate". ”

Yes, behind every paper figure, there must be a cruel story.

While giving them popular science, I looked for traces of white herbs, and I didn't delay my efforts, but when I walked around like this, the paper figures on the four walls still made a clattering sound, as if they were slapping, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.

Xiao Baipang still wanted to touch those paper figures: "You said that the manufacturing skills of the ancients are really awesome, what kind of paper are these paper figures made of?" Kraft paper? After all these years, it's still so strong! ”

But I knocked them off at once, and then warned them not to touch anything here, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

No matter what it is, if people don't offend me, I won't offend people.

That's when I saw that the trail of being dragged was here - there was a big box here.

The large box had an old seal on it, and it looked very sturdy, like some kind of metal.

Generally, this kind of box is filled with treasures in costume dramas.

And on top of this, there is a very large stone.

Xiao Baipang glanced at the stone, and immediately became stupid: "Senior brother, what is the point of getting a stone here?" Decoration? ”

It's not that kind of furnishing - you have to put it up with rockery and marble or something, and that stone looks potholed, it's not like it's like it, you let no one want it on the construction site.

Besides, the chest? Why are there boxes in this place?

I called out a few times to the white herbs, but no one answered here.

Dumb Balan was bold, looking at the stone and curious, so he leaned over, but as a result, he immediately said loudly: "Brother, there are traces of being touched on this stone-you say, did Sister Huoxiang be pressed under the box by the stone?" ”

So saying, he picked up the stone and moved it down.

, I was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said: "Put it down, didn't I tell you, don't mess with the things here?" ”

Dumb Balan was dumbfounded when he held the book stone: "I forgot ...... in a hurry"

As he spoke, he put the stone back.

But it was too late.

The box suddenly moved violently—it was like there was a living creature inside.

Moreover, the noise is getting louder and louder, like that living thing, about to knock out of the box!

Xiao Bai Fat looked stupid, and Dumb Balan hesitated: "Brother, Sister Huoxiang may be in the box......"

I exclaimed, "Are you stupid and didn't see the seal on the box?" ”

The seal on the box had not been touched for more than 100 years, and it was a thick layer of dust on it, and it was impossible to open it again.

And after a hundred years, it can still move - I want to know, it's not a good stubble!

I was about to snatch the big rock out of Dumb Balan's hand and hold it down, but it was too late.

With a "dang", the box was suddenly knocked down by the force inside and opened itself.

My scalp went numb.