Seeing the man's strange appearance, Chen Jiayan also had a solemn look on her face, obviously sensing something was wrong.
I took out the mahogany sword from my backpack, turned around and said, "Follow me."
The yellowed chandelier in the room swayed unsteadily, and the cement floor seemed to be covered with a layer of grease.
I stepped on them and turned my head to see that the soles were a little stringy, sticky and a little slippery.
I looked up and saw a cabinet half as tall as a man caught my attention.
The cabinet was wrapped with red satin cloth, and a golden yellow cloth hung from the middle to the ground, blocking the contents inside.
This house is in tatters and has no decent furniture. How could there be such a magnificent thing?
I took a few steps forward and saw a lot of words densely written on the yellow cloth.
This word looks very familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen it before.
As soon as I sniffed, a smell similar to bad milk rushed into my nasal cavity, and I immediately became vigilant.
Dealing with dead people all year round has made me very sensitive to the smell of corpses.
I'm sure the smell must come from the corpse!
Chen Jiayan walked up behind me and whispered in my ear.
"The energy in this room is very similar to the Yin energy in you."
I immediately tensed up and asked, "Are you sure?"
"Can't be wrong."
I turned to look at the man and asked softly: "What's in here?"
"ah."
He was visibly startled and rolled his eyes: "It was just a broken book. There was no place to put it at home, so I asked me to move it here."
At this time, my hand was already on the cabinet and I asked: "Book?"
Seeing that I was about to open it, he stumbled over with his fat head on his head and held my arm down.
"What a book!"
As he said that, he grabbed my wrist and walked out: "Don't worry about that broken cabinet! Please help me!"
His behavior completely aroused my vigilance. I deliberately sat across from the cabinet and glanced at him from time to time.
"call."
The man held the wall and sat down reluctantly. I took a closer look and saw that his thighs were not much thicker than my arms.
It's obviously a bit difficult to support such a big head.
He picked up a large carton of milk from the table, raised his neck and poured it into his mouth.
"ha!"
He threw the empty milk carton on the ground, contentment written on his face.
I looked at the milk cartons piled up in the corner and was shocked.
That's a liter of milk. You drank it without even taking a breath?
The man sighed deeply, took out his ID card from his pocket, and threw it in front of me.
"Look."
I looked at my ID card and then at him.
Good guy, is this really a person?
Judging from the ID card, this man used to be quite handsome, especially his nose, which looked a bit like Andy Lau.
"Liu Zhiguo?"
"Well, it's me."
I returned the ID card to him and looked at his weird figure up and down.
There is a kind of ghost named Tuntan, who has a figure similar to his.
There are many starving ghosts, and carbon swallows are just one of them.
This kind of ghost cheated and cheated during his lifetime and made a lot of money for himself.
After death, his belly is as big as a bucket and his neck is as thin as a needle. He suffers from hunger all day long in the Great Hell.
If you receive an offering during a festival and eat it in your mouth, it will turn into charcoal and the pain will be unbearable.
That’s how the name Tuntan came from.
Just as he was talking, he actually opened another carton of milk and poured it into his stomach.
In just a few minutes, two liters of milk were consumed. A normal person would feel full, right?
He was as thin as a stick, and his stomach didn't rise and fall at all, as if nothing had been drunk in his stomach.
However, when I glanced upward, I suddenly noticed something was wrong.
The area on his chest gradually swelled, as if there were two balloons in his chest.
And he didn't seem to notice it at all.
"Creak, creak, creak..."
Bursts of teeth-searing sounds suddenly came.
I looked up and saw that it was really haunting!
The ghost baby that has been pestering me is now lying on the window, with a sinister smile on his face and scratching the glass with his hands.
I lit three incense sticks, put the charms on them, and placed them in the four corners.
Liu Zhiguo turned around, and the moment he looked at Guiying, he let out a miserable howl and rolled down the stool.
"What is that?"
At this moment, the wooden door made a banging sound, and some of the rusty door latches creaked.
No need to think about it, it must be the monkey-faced old man!
At this moment, the cabinet blocked by the yellow cloth suddenly lifted and shook a few times, and Liu Zhiguo suddenly turned pale.
"call"
A gust of wind blew by, and the yellow cloth was rolled up by the wind. Although I didn't see the whole inside of the cabinet.
But, I saw the incense burner!
In other words, this is not a cabinet at all, but a shrine!
Something is being offered in this room!
"Bang bang bang!"
The sound of the door panel is getting louder and louder. If this continues, the door will not hold up for more than a few minutes.
I casually pulled the table over and placed it behind the door, using my lower back to support the table.
"Chen Jiayan! Hold the talisman in your hand!"
I looked back and saw that the yellow cloth on the shrine had been completely blown away.
A child, no more than a few feet tall, leaned out half of his body, with two feet in the incense burner, staring at me expressionlessly...
