Regardless of the coffin, if you only care about the earth-bound spirit, 50,000 is still worth it.
I jumped out of the truck, squatted on the ground, and looked under the car.
This sight made the hairs on my neck stand up in fear. I saw hundreds of black and gray hands stretched out on the asphalt road under the car. Some of them looked rotten, but they were still holding on to the chassis of the car tightly. .
When I was fuming, a young man from the museum suddenly took a flashlight and shined a light into it.
The moment the light came on, a pale face came into view, only ten centimeters away from me. I could clearly see her gray eyes staring at me lifelessly.
But in just a moment, she quickly climbed out of the car and climbed towards the building.
I stood up quickly and followed him with my spiritual eyes.
Its body has been completely twisted, and its reverse-twisted joints protrude high, like a spider, with its back facing the ground and climbing quickly up against the surface of the building.
In a matter of tens of seconds, it climbed to more than 20 floors and hid in a place where I couldn't see through.
hiss!
I gasped and asked, "What's the origin of this ghost building?"
The old man answered me: "I heard that there was a fire twenty years ago. The residents above the 20th floor had no time to escape and all died inside. The official data is that more than 600 people died."
Twentieth floor!
More than six hundred people.
It was no longer a ghost building, but a hell.
I couldn't help but feel horrified when I thought of Huang Jiu's guess that the ghost building Zhang Ying and the others were exploring might be this one.
Dare to come to this kind of place, it really fits the saying, life is too good, and eating too much is not necessarily a good thing.
However, judging from the aura on their bodies, even if they did explore the building, they should have only entered the building and not gone up.
Now that I think about it, I feel a little regretful. If it were really this building, I wouldn't sell a talisman for even 100,000 yuan, let alone 10,000 yuan.
Because once I'm tainted with cause and effect, I can't get away from it.
And this ghost building is no less terrifying than what happened to Wang Shukun's daughter.
It’s all about making money and not spending money.
The old man saw me staring at the ghost building and asked curiously: "Master Li, do you have yin and yang eyes?"
The spiritual eye is much more advanced than the yin and yang eye.
But I find it troublesome to explain, not to mention that like Huang Jiu, I am afraid of doing research work when the time comes.
studied by them.
I nodded, looked away from the ghost building, hurriedly took the old man's hand, put the Buddha bone relic in his hand and said: "Take this thing and drive away quickly. The museum will transport something evil in the future." It’s best to take a detour!”
The old man was stunned for a moment and asked me: "Master Li, this haunted building does a lot of harm to people. People commit suicide here every month. Don't you plan to eliminate harm for the people?"
There are more than 600 ghosts, and people jump off the building every month!
In this kind of place, the Bodhisattva has to close his eyes when he comes. He asked me to solve it. What a joke.
However, my consciousness was still relatively high, so I said: "Old sir, this is not something I can solve alone. I have to go back and figure it out, and recruit some people before I dare to go in. I am only fifteen years old, you don't expect Are you going to let me go in and die?"
The old man smiled awkwardly and said: "No, no, it's your profession, you..."
His words stopped abruptly, his eyes flashed, and he lost his voice and said: "This, this, this is the complete Buddha bone relic. My God, there are scriptures engraved on it."
The old man was so excited that he grabbed my hand and said with a trembling voice: "Master Li, this is a national treasure, you have to hand it over!"
As soon as he said this, I really wanted to slap myself in the face.
Just now I was thinking about leaving here quickly and ignored the nature of their work.
Fortunately, I reacted quickly and snatched it back before he could close his fingers.
When Huang Jiu heard that he was about to hand over the Buddha's bone relics, he was so excited that he jumped on my shoulders. He grabbed his pants, pointed at the old man and cursed: "Old guy, you are full and have nothing to do, right? We are kind enough to help you. You're still thinking about handing it over, why don't you hand it over?"
The five people were really well-informed, and Huang Jiu's spouting of words did not shock them.
One of them said: "The teacher is seventy years old this year and should have retired ten years ago. However, he has always stuck to his job. In order to save the country money, he did not ask for salary. He has dedicated his whole life to the country!"
No matter how venomous Huang Jiu's mouth was, he was hesitant and speechless at the moment.
There are always some people in this world who you can't find any fault with.
Understanding it makes people feel ashamed.
Just when Huang Jiu and I couldn't find anything to say, the second uncle said: "Old curator, theoretically, the Buddha bone relic in my nephew's hand also belongs to the above, he just lent it through a friend's relationship. used, so I can’t hand it over to you anymore.”
Hearing that it already belonged to the country, the old curator breathed a sigh of relief and said: "That's good, that's good. This thing is a treasure of our Kyushu. If it is protected, future generations will know that such a thing appeared and existed."
The atmosphere had relaxed, but I didn't dare to give the Buddha bone relic to the old man again. I proposed that I take a small truck, and my second uncle drove behind.
In order to prevent my second uncle's car from getting into trouble, I specially brought the blood thorn to him.
The pickup truck was a double-cab. I originally wanted the four young men on top to ride with my second uncle, but they were worried that something might happen to the coffin and insisted on watching from the cargo compartment.
I sat in the passenger seat and circulated the Tao Qi in my body to inject the Buddha bone relics.
Under the influence of Tao Qi, the Buddha's bone relics emitted a white-gold light, and the scriptures engraved on them emitted golden light and slowly rotated on the relics.
For a moment, everyone heard the low sound of chanting. Seeing this, the old curator hurriedly turned the car key. The car shook a few times, and finally the ignition was successful.
The old curator's face showed joy, he released the brakes, increased the accelerator and drove the car away.
But just as the car drove out, I heard a blood-curdling scream coming from the upper floors of the building.
The voice seemed to come from the depths of hell, and it seemed to be directed only at me. When I heard it, I felt a chill all over my body, as if it had gone from the twelfth lunar month to the twelfth lunar month.
I glanced over and saw my second uncle's car following me, so I hurriedly urged: "Director, hurry, hurry!"
The car drove out of the dark road, and the tearing scream in my ears didn't stop until there was light on both sides.
I held the hot Buddha bone relic, exhaled, and collected the few Tao Qi in my body.
The car got on the main road, and there was heavy traffic around, so I asked the old curator to pull the car over.
My second uncle's car also stopped behind. I opened the door and got out of the car. I took the blood thorn from his hand. I could feel the blood thorn extremely hot through the leather sheath.
It can be seen how gloomy things are in the ghost building, and low-level imps like earthbound spirits have been raised to a high level.
