This house may be uninhabited all year round, giving me the feeling that the yin qi is a bit heavy. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The inside of the room was pitch black, and the whole room seemed to be completely devoid of light.

I shivered and felt a little cold.

Looking left and right, the whole earthen house was divided into three rooms, and the middle room was obviously the living room, with only a dilapidated bench and dust on it.

On the left is the bedroom, on the right is the kitchen, and the three houses are of equal size and length.

In the bedroom, there was a broken wooden bed, and even the bed board was gone, only a bed frame remained.

In the kitchen, there is an old-fashioned iron pot stove with a pot.

That's not right!

I glanced at it and saw that there was a clear problem with the feng shui of the house.

You know, in architectural feng shui, pay a lot of attention to the distinction between primary and secondary, the living room must be slightly larger than the kitchen and bedroom, and the bedroom should also be slightly larger than the kitchen.

But the three houses in front of me are exactly the same size, so that the family relationship will be subverted, such as the son does not listen to the father's teachings, and the wife does not obey the husband's words.

I simply glanced around the room and found nothing else, only the iron pot in the kitchen and the broken bed frame in the bedroom.

Although the feng shui of this place is a little poor and the layout is unreasonable, I don't live there permanently, so I just take a short rest and don't care so much.

At this time, I was so tired that I didn't close the door, but just blew the ash on the wooden bench, leaned against the wall, and sat on the wooden bench, resting with my back against the wall.

Because I was so tired, I quickly fell into a deep sleep.

When I was in a daze, I suddenly heard several voices.

It seems to be the sound of quarrels, and it seems to be the sound of insults.

The sound was faint, very faint in my ears, and I opened my eyes violently and woke up.

When I opened my eyes, I felt that there was a trance in front of me, as if a figure was shaking.

Kindness?

I looked closely and saw that there was nothing.

I guess I'm dazzled.

I was thinking about it when I heard the sound of pots and pans churning in the kitchen next door, followed by a fragrant smell that quickly entered my nose.

It is the fragrance of the rice!

This makes me greedy, I ate some messy mushrooms in one night, so what can I do, it's definitely not as cool as fragrant rice!

I stood up and walked a few steps to the kitchen.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that in the kitchen, in the big iron pot, the lid was being covered at this time, and judging from the white gas steaming out of the lid, it was obvious that a large pot of rice was cooking!

It smells so good!

At this time, I was completely carried away by hunger, and I didn't care so much at the moment, so I resolutely walked to the side of the iron pot, and reached out to lift the lid.

Inside is really fragrant rice, and the grains are full of rice, which is spread in layers, and it looks delicious.

No, I'll have to get a bowl to eat.

I thought, and immediately turned my head and started looking for dishes and chopsticks in this kitchen.

Just as I thought so, I saw a pair of dishes and chopsticks on a table not far in front of me.

I grabbed the dishes and chopsticks, quickly ran to the pot, and didn't look for a spoon, just scooped a bowl of rice with the bowl, and poured it into my mouth without caring about the heat.

This rice is so delicious!

I ate a bowl, and I still felt that it was not enough, and my stomach was obviously empty, so I reached out and scooped another bowl of rice.

One bowl, another bowl.

I had never been so hungry tonight, so I stretched out my bowl and scooped six bowls of rice into the iron pot in front of me, and poured them all into my stomach.

In the iron pot, it seems that only the last bowl of rice is left.

My stomach was still empty and I felt hungrier.

Reaching out, I scooped up all the remaining rice in the iron pot with this bowl, just enough for one bowl.

Just as I was about to eat, I felt that something was wrong at this time, and I woke up: this is a total of seven bowls of rice, which is obviously enough for the whole family to eat, and now I am eating it alone, waiting for the master's family to come back, what should I do?

I hurriedly endured the hunger in my stomach, put the bowl down, and quietly poked my head out of the kitchen, feeling like a thief, wanting to see if the master had returned.

But when I looked around, I found that on the bench at the back of the hall, there were seven figures!

There are men and women, old and young, who are gathered around the bench, only about a meter away from the bench!

The main thing is that "I" is sitting on a bench, leaning against a wooden wall, with my eyes closed.

Beside me, the cold light of the Ice Spirit Sword flickered, illuminating the faces of those people, revealing blood-red tongues!

Target!

A bunch of demons!

I yelled angrily, rushed over, and threw myself in front of "me".

Then I woke up in a state of excitement.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw seven gray picture frames hanging on top of the roof beam above my head!

And next to each photo frame, there is a deep knife mark engraved!

At this time, I only felt cold all over my body, and a chill spread throughout my body, making my limbs cold and numb!

With a "bang", I gritted my teeth, grabbed the Ice Spirit Sword that I had inserted into the wooden bench, and stood up.

The sword is the ancestor of a hundred soldiers, the sword is pointed to, the group of evil is easy to dispel, plus the ice spirit sword has killed countless people, and the murderous spirit is very victorious, and the ordinary ghost will never dare to approach.

I swung it with the Ice Spirit Sword, and then I felt the chill around me subside a lot.

"If you're not afraid of going up in smoke, just step forward!" I shouted, slamming the Ice Spirit Sword in front of me and walking forward.

Ghosts are afraid of the wicked, and I can't see them now, and I don't know how to do them, so I can only pretend to be fierce and force "them" back.

After a few steps, I quickly walked out the door.

This sleep didn't seem to last long, but in fact, half a day had passed, and the sky was only a little bright.

It is estimated that in another half an hour, it will really enter the night.

I wiped the cold sweat on my forehead, only to feel that my whole body was already soaked with cold sweat!

This Nima, what a hell!

It was only then that I had time to think about the oddities in this house.

When I think of those seven huge and profound traces, I think of a legend that Hua Manlou told me before.

It is said that somewhere there is a very special custom that if someone hangs himself in his house, he must cut a deep mark on the beam of the house with a knife and hang himself with a rope.

And in front of my eyes, there were seven traces on this roof beam!

In other words, this family of seven all committed suicide and hanged themselves!

How many lives are there that are loveless, and only seven people have hanged themselves?

I was excited: Fortunately, "I" only ate six bowls when I ate, and if I eat another bowl, then I am afraid that I will not survive tonight.

If my guess is correct, this meal has a famous name, called "life-saving rice"!