I paused, and then said, "These are all digressions, but one thing is very strange, there is absolutely no Obasan in that house, and that Obasan, after I described her physical characteristics, the security guard downstairs was also at a loss. If you've read this chapter, reading the latest chapter also means that the woman of that year is not supposed to be here at all! ”

Zhang San's eyes lit up, he didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't speak, but his steps accelerated significantly.

"Why, can't you tell me something frankly now?" I glanced over at him.

He looked at me deeply, showing a very helpless expression, "Not yet, I promised someone, and you can only tell you everything if you meet certain conditions." ”

"Is that person Yang Junfei's bastard president?" I frowned.

"Can't tell."

"Hmph, I guess so." I'm also a little helpless, this bastard president, who often can't tell the priorities of doing things, but now he's missing, and he threw a lot of mess to me. Headache! But now it seems that even if he pulled Zhang San's tongue and tortured him with the ten tortures of the Manchu Dynasty, he probably wouldn't say it. Forget it, it's hard to embarrass him. I was kind once, and said depressedly, "Well, it's okay to tell me when I'm eligible, but before that, don't hang up first!" ”

"Don't worry." Zhang San laughed heartily, "My life is a fight with your bastard cockroach president, hahaha." ”

Soon came to the door of the sweet neighbor. I motioned for Zhang San to step aside and knocked on the door myself. There is only one entrance and exit to this old building, which is a single staircase, and although the safety hazard is eye-catching, it is very convenient to use for monitoring. I was waiting for Zhang San and paid attention to the staircase, and there were not too many people in and out. Unless she jumped off the building, the woman must still be in the building.

After nearly a minute of knocking, no one opened the door.

The security guard downstairs said that the family of three had never gone out in the room, and since they didn't go out, and no one came to open the door, I'm afraid it has been controlled.

Zhang San also noticed it, he nodded at me, motioned me to step back, and then kicked the door violently, and the security door was kicked open.

As soon as the door opened, Zhang San rushed in, quickly took out a pistol from his pocket, and glanced around.

There was no one in the living room.

It can even be said that there is no furniture at all, at a glance. Only there are some incomplete and messy vegetable leaves, which should have been picked up from the vegetable market.

Zhang San seemed to have discovered something, he squatted down cautiously, groped on the ground, and whispered, "There are traces of a fight here, but one side was quickly suppressed." ”

I was in my heart, and sure enough, I guessed. There was something wrong with that woman.

Zhang San stood up and was about to walk into the kitchen opposite, but was stopped by me.

"Wait a minute!" I frowned and picked up something from the ground, it was an egg and a dozen grains of rice, "Blame, how can there be these things." ”

"Isn't it very ordinary eggs and rice? What's so weird. Zhang San was a little impatient.

"Idiot, you're still a local, and you don't even know these things. This is the rice soul, a method used by the Hakka people to call the soul. The so-called rice soul, called rice soul, is called by ten grains of rice representing the three souls and seven spirits. It is said that when the fairy woman calls the soul, she will first put an egg on the ground, and then put dozens of grains of rice in the palm of her hand, while circling the egg, she will pluck the rice grains in the palm of her hand with her hand, and recite; 'The lost soul of the east, the boy who holds the sun sends three souls, and the lost soul of the south, the boy who holds the sun puts three souls. The altar soldiers and horses descend to the altar god, the Jiuniu patriarch chases the three souls, the vision Bodhisattva sends the three souls, and the bridge land sends the three souls. The first three souls return, the belly three souls return, the feet seven souls return, and the three souls and seven souls return to themselves!' After reading, the fairy woman stomped her foot violently, and if the egg at this time rolled, it was said that the soul had been sent back. The eggs here represent the sick.

When the patient arrives at home, he needs to steam the eggs, make a double-sided amulet with a piece of red cloth and a white cloth, put ten grains of rice into it, and carry it with him for 90 days. In this way, the lost soul can be fixed back in the body, and the time it can be worn cannot be shortened. But there are also those who do not put rice into the symbol, and the method is to soak in water and eat it. ”

I'm a little weird and holding the egg, "But this method of calling Mi Soul is a little weird, and it's in the wrong direction." When calling the soul, the rice and eggs should be placed in a certain direction according to the stem of the day. But these things are actually in the corner of the living room. It's weird, this egg is also a little weird. ”

I carefully tossed the egg into the air, it was too light, and it should be empty inside. I smashed the egg with the surface intact and was taken aback.

There were butterflies, scorpions, centipedes, poisonous bees and a tiny little blue snake of unknown breed in that egg. It's exactly the same as the soul egg that Sweet Household uses. If you want to say different, it's an egg with a small opening, and the egg here is repaired by some method after stuffing things in, at least on the surface is very intact, and there is no abnormality.

I stared at what was in front of me, and my brain couldn't process it for a moment. Calling the soul, snatching the boy, stopping crying charms, rice souls, each of them is like a Hakka feudal custom, but each method has a strange change, what is the connection between these things? Is everything the work of the same organization or force?

So what exactly are they trying to do with this complicated ritual? Is it a premeditated religious act?

His head was a mess, and he saw that Zhang San was thinking about something silently. After about a minute, he nudged me and said, "Let's go, let's go to the other rooms." ”

As soon as he finished saying this, he suddenly felt that the sky suddenly darkened, and the originally clear afternoon sun began to turn gray, and the sun went down quickly, turning into night, and the whole room was pitch black.

Then I found myself sleeping in a small bed, my eyes looking at the ceiling without blinking, and there were some strange marks on the ceiling, and I always felt that the more I looked at them, the more I looked like a person's face, with a nose and eyes, and those eyes seemed to be staring at me. I shuddered and looked away.

Where are you? What is this place? Who am I? I got up from the bed in confusion, and I couldn't help myself. I was reflected in the mirror on the other side. This is me? I found myself now only about seven years old, wearing pajamas and rubbing my eyes.

Just when I was wondering, at this moment, the phone in the dormitory suddenly rang.

I subconsciously reached for the head of the bed, but I didn't touch anything.

I sat up and was about to look, when suddenly my whole body froze. A strange message popped into my head, and there was no phone in my bedroom at all. So, where exactly did the ringing come from?

Next door? No, the voice was clearly echoing in his bedroom. Where is it? Where the hell is it?

The phone rang muffled, and there must have been something blocking some of the sound sources. I got out of bed, listened carefully to the direction of the phone ringing, and fixed my eyes on the closet to the left side of the bed.

Pulling open the closet hard, I literally saw a call. A phone that's so old that I've only seen it in a museum. The phone was still dialed on a turntable, and the mottled red paint had fallen off a lot, but the color was still inexplicably bright red, bright red like freshly shed blood.

The phone kept ringing sharply, and the sound rushed into the ears like a sharp needle piercing a nerve.

My whole body trembled with fear, but it was extremely good, and I struggled for a long time before carefully stretching out my trembling right hand, and just as my hand was about to pick up the microphone, the bell stopped strangely.

The strong contrast made me sit on my knees weakly and did not move for a long time. Finally, as if I had thought of something, I picked up the phone like crazy and searched for the phone line.

The telephone line was only two meters long and was broken, and the broken end was not connected to the socket at all.

So how exactly does the phone ring? It is doubtful whether the basic function of such a dilapidated phone is normal, but now, in front of me, it actually rings without power and without access network.

It's weird, it's so weird.

And, where exactly are you? What's wrong with you?

My head started to wake up, no, I was in room 402 just now, why did I get here all of a sudden, and why did my body get smaller? I sat weakly on the floor, stretching out my hands to look hard. Indeed, these hands do not belong to their age at all.

This is what I looked like when I was seven years old. In my memory, the scar burned by the oil is also there.

Through the wall, I could faintly hear the crying of a child. More than one, they cried very sadly. I forced myself to compose, opened the door and walked out.

I didn't see anyone crying outside the door. It was a wood, and the light and darkness of the woods gave it a hazy frosted feeling.

Not far away stood a girl, her eyes staring at the ground without blinking, as if she was looking at something very beautiful.

"Excuse me, where is this?" I walked over and asked her politely.

"What do you see is that?" She didn't answer me, just pointed to a nearby tunnel.

I followed the direction of her finger and saw nothing.

"It's beautiful." She scurried into the woods and picked something from the ground. Girls love beauty, probably flowers and plants. Of course, the girl in front of her is a bit special, and maybe she has some weird hobbies. I thought maliciously.

"It's really beautiful!" She held it in both hands and handed it to me, "Look! ”

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