I saw a familiar building.
The Ghost Building!
I was surprised to find that this place turned out to be the Menggui Building. Why did Ximen Qing come to the Menggui Building?
Could it be that he has some connection with this place?
I saw an old man in front of me scolding a middle-aged man with three white eyes.
In appearance, this kind of people are selfish, lack emotion, and are ruthless.
Everything in front of me suddenly sped up, and my perspective was moving forward rapidly.
In an instant, the scene in front of me changed, and I could clearly see the old man in front of me.
He turned out to be the ancient head.
So who am I?
The old man covered his heart with his head: "Why did I give birth to such a bad boy like you? You are not doing your job in your thirties. You do nothing every day. You drink, play cards, beat your wife, and gamble!"
"Where did you go last night?"
I closed the distance between me and Old Man Hu: "You don't care about me!"
'I' turned and left.
Gas station.
Funeral street!
Mass grave!
I seem to understand what Ximen Qing is going to do!
He took control of the man's body and walked around for three days.
I remember that discipline in our school was very strict at that time, because the teacher said that there was a robber outside, but I didn't expect it to be him!
'I' saw a boy!
'I' kidnapped him!
'I' caught him on the top floor of the Menggui Building, wrapped a red rope around his body, and hung a gold lock under the red rope, soaking his clothes.
The child is crying and scared.
But I felt happy inexplicably.
wrong!
This is not my happiness, but Ximen Qing’s happiness.
He took out a bundle of wooden rope and strangled the little boy's chin to get him off the ground, but not to kill him!
He took out the black soil from the mass grave and stuffed it into the little boy's mouth.
'I' held a lighter in my hand, lit the little boy's body on fire, and saw him struggling.
Happiness appears in my heart.
I felt myself happy and even more angry!
I admit that I am an emotionally weak person, but I can't do such a thing!
Ximen Qing is damned!
No!
He should go to the eighteenth level of hell and suffer!
'I' walked downstairs slowly.
At the gas station, 'I' took out the gasoline stolen from other people's cars and poured it into the building.
Of course there can't be so much gasoline, so 'my' purpose is not to burn everyone to death!
As long as the soul 'I' need is dead!
It was already late at night, 'I' was standing on the 18th floor, and outside the window was the tall building illuminated by the fire.
'I' jumped down the steps excitedly.
People are panicking, they are running away, but the elevator has long been out of service.
walk the stair.
But I don’t know when the stairs were blocked by garbage!
No no no!
It's not 'me', it's such a small apartment and everyone is greedily asking the building for the space they need.
So all the places where people could walk were filled, leaving only a path that could accommodate one person.
This is a gift from God and also a punishment!
A fire burned down the building, and 'I' walked down floor by floor. 'I' wanted to make sure nothing was lost.
Sure enough, no one noticed on every floor survived.
When we got to the ninth floor, 'I' saw the old man. He shouted and rushed towards 'me': "Hurry up, save people!"
'I' got angry and walked to the marked door on the ninth floor. The door was opened.
The old leader came over and grabbed me: "I let the people out of their house. Go to other places and see if there are any other gates that are blocked!"
'I' tilted my head and looked at the ancient leader: "Why let them go!"
"Let them go, and one of the eighteen levels of hell will be empty!"
"Without the nourishment of the underworld's Yin Qi, what would happen to my injuries!"
"If I'm discovered by a ghost from the underworld, I'll be doomed. I can't go back!"
"I managed to escape with great difficulty, how could I possibly go back again!"
"Since there is one person missing on this floor! Don't you want to save someone? Old man!"
"If you don't go to hell, who will?"
'I' saw the old leader's disbelieving eyes: "You are not my son, but my son is! Give me your son back!"
The door was closed, and the ancient leader coughed and shouted in the room.
'I' listened to this wonderful voice and patrolled the floors below, as if I was patrolling my territory.
After walking through the darkness, I returned to the prison again. Looking at Ximen Qing's dark shadow, I had never wanted to crush a ghost's soul so much.
I forced myself to calm down, and the Yin spirit slowly returned to my body.
I could see everything around me clearly, but I still couldn't calm down.
I stood up and people were coming and going outside. It was already night.
This shopping street restores his vitality.
But I still couldn't suppress my anger, seeing so many lives dying in front of me.
This feeling reminds me of the feeling of powerlessness I felt when my father passed away.
It was a feeling that came from the seams in my bones, a pain that I couldn't shake off.
A hand patted my shoulder: "Brother Zai, are you okay?"
I shook my head, but found beads of sweat falling from my head. I didn’t know when I was drenched in sweat: "I originally wanted to find the truth about the secret in my heart, but I accidentally found the truth about the Ghost Mansion!"
Dongyue put her phone into her pocket: "What's going on? Ximen Qing is also related to Menggui Building?"
I leaned against the window, the wind from outside whistling past me. I looked up: "Why don't you turn on the air conditioner?"
I said it was so windy outside, it was caused by the air conditioning in other stores.
Dongyue shook her head: "We in the mountains value tranquility and natural coolness!"
I turned on the air conditioner and felt the cold wind blowing over me: "I saw Ximen Qing escaping from the underworld in his memory!"
"He seems to be seriously injured. In order to heal himself, he possessed the son of the ancient master!"
"I saw clearly what he did and why the Ghost Building was formed. I saw everything, but I couldn't stop it!"
Dongyue was silent, he was not a talkative person, but unfortunately he was a person with strong empathy ability.
The air conditioner kept pumping out air-conditioning, and I quickly calmed down: "Are you hungry?"
"Hungry!"
"Let's go eat!"
My greatest ability is to be self-aware of myself. In my current state, I can no longer enter Ximen Qing’s memory.
His memory is already starting to affect me!
Although, I am very anxious to know the whereabouts of Mr. Hu.
However, in the face of the final problem, I must keep myself normal and clear-headed.
Dongyue nodded and followed me.
I saw Yiyang sitting downstairs playing with my computer: "Would you like to eat?"
"Okay! Brother Zai!"
Yiyang led the way, it was obviously near my home, I couldn’t figure out why he was more familiar with it than me.
Taoist priest Yiyang greeted the owner of the shop next to him: "Eat, let's go eat now!"
"Ha! It's such a rich meal at night. I won't eat it, I won't eat it! Let's go eat now!"
Dongyue and I walked behind him, like two hostages kidnapped by social gangsters.
We are getting closer and closer.
Walking out of this street, I looked at Yiyang's back: "Have you been to our street before?"
Yiyang shook his head as if he were a master: "I don't know him, I've never been here before!"
"and you?"
"They are all living people, they are all breathing, just talk about it and you will become familiar with it!"
Dongyue looked at him with envious eyes: "Perhaps, I will never be like him in my life!"
I am also very envious, very envious of myself, to have such an employee.
Still, our manager has done a good job.
"Brother, the barbecue restaurant in front of me has been recommended to me by four or five shop owners."
"They all sleep. Although the store looks simple, it tastes pretty good, especially in the summer when you eat it and you don't get angry at all."
I looked at the barbecue restaurant Yiyang pointed to, turned around, and found that Dongyue was also looking at me: "Then let's go to this one!"
The sun has just set and it's not time for barbecue yet.
There were not many people at the stall, so we were immediately greeted by someone as we sat down. We ordered some skewers, and they came after a while. I looked at the skewers on the table.
Yiyang held the skewer for me, and I shook my head: "My stomach hurts, let me go in and take a look!"
I walked deeper and deeper into the inner room, but I still didn’t see the kebab master.
It is different from ordinary barbecue restaurants. In order to show that they have fresh meat, the skewers stalls are set up outside.
The young waiter who was passing by looked at me and I covered his eyes with my negative energy. He rubbed his eyes and walked out.
After walking through a stall, I saw the steaming skewers room.
The chef was busy making his own delicious food on the stove. He saw me and was a little surprised: "Why are you here? No outsiders are allowed in here, get out quickly!"
I shook my head and leaned forward to look at the meat hanging on the stove: "It tastes great, Master. I'll come in and take a look!"
"You can't watch, get out!" He yelled at me anxiously!
I stretched out my hand and Gui Cha Ling took it in my hand: "Then with this, can you take a look?"
When he saw my token, a white light flashed before his eyes: "Ah!"
He turned around and was about to run away, but it was a pity that I would give him a chance. I held the Jiyin iron chain in my hand, and the other end of the iron chain was hung on his feet.
Knowing that he couldn't escape, the kebab master knelt on the ground and begged me for mercy: "Sir, please let me go!"
"I have old and young, and I have never harmed anyone!"
I picked up the skewer on the stove: "Have you ever harmed anyone? The yin energy on the skewer belongs to me!"
"No wonder people outside don't get angry after eating it! Are you giving Yin energy to living people?"
He shook his head and bowed: "I really didn't harm anyone. I bought this recipe from the ghost market. It will only make living people eat better, and it will not harm anyone!"
"Dad!" I turned around and saw a little girl running from behind me. I sensed that she must be alive.
My hands shook and I put away the chain.
The little girl ran over and hugged the man on the ground: "Dad, are you okay?"
I interrupted and replied: "Your dad is fine, he just fell!"
The kebab master stood up and said, "This is my daughter. She is five years old. My mother is 60 years old and is deaf-mute. My wife and I got married late and finally started a kebab shop!"
"You tell me why I am so unlucky. I met a driver who drank too much at night, and I woke up like this. Sir, I can't leave. If I leave, my home will be destroyed!"
I looked at the little girl in his arms and thought of my former self: "Hurry up and get the skewers on!"
I bowed my head and walked out.
