"Hey, I'm an atheist. I don't believe in ghosts or gods at all. I think those are all nonsense, and the tricks are even more deceptive. But with my son's situation, I have to think about it this way, but Hey, I have found a lot of tricksters and spent fifty or sixty thousand yuan, but my son's illness still hasn't been taken care of, hey." Tian Yurong frowned and showed disgust at the same time.
"After that, I still didn't believe that my son was possessed by evil spirits or something. After all, I had found so many tricksters but none of them were promising, and I felt like I had been cheated again. Until last night, I actually dreamed about your grandma. Do you think it's weird or not? "
Tian Yurong looked at me in surprise, "Then I casually remembered what your grandma said to me on the bus four years ago. As a result, I asked around, but I didn't expect that your grandma was very supportive in Shiliba Village. You are famous, why didn’t I know about it before, so I’m coming to find your grandma right now.”
When I heard this, I thought to myself that she was also related to my grandma, otherwise she wouldn't be dreaming about my grandma. I was thinking deeply.
Tian Yurong asked me again, "Xiao An, I'm asking something I shouldn't ask. It's not that I don't believe in your profession. Do you think there are really ghosts in this world? But the magicians I looked for didn't give it to me either. My son needs to be treated well. Hey, if I hadn’t heard people say that your grandma has a good reputation, I wouldn’t have come to see your grandma. I’ve lost confidence.”
"You don't have to doubt it when it comes to metaphysics. As for those magicians you found who didn't treat your son well, that means that either their way is not good or they are really liars." I said seriously.
In fact, this industry is very deep, and there are very few scammers who really know what's going on. Most of them are liars who are pretending to be false. Therefore, the best way for pilgrims to find someone to see what's going on is to ignore them and don't go to those who advertise. Out of the horse fairy.
Because capable men, even if they live in deep mountains and old forests, people who come to see them have to queue up every day. There is no need to advertise at all. If you want to see something, you can just ask the people around you and ask which gentleman has a good reputation.
"Well, Xiao An, are you sure you can treat my son well?" Tian Yurong showed a questioning expression again.
I told the truth, "I don't know yet. I have to see your son. By the way, you said before that your son often talks to himself. What did he say?"
"Huh? I feel very strange when talking about this." Tian Yurong slapped her thigh and said: "When he was talking to himself, I could hear what he said at the time, but dozens of minutes later, I was inexplicably forget."
"Forgot?" I was a little surprised. Shen Si Shao frowned and said, "It seems that your son must have been entangled in something."
I feel that there must be some dirty thing that used some magic to cause Tian Yurong to not remember what her son said, and it must be that dirty thing that doesn't want her to remember.
At this time, we were only ten minutes away from the town.
"Tangled up in something?" Tian Yurong frowned, "Xiao An, you didn't scare me, then tell me, my son could have been caught up in something."
I directly said that it would be useless to talk too much now. Let’s wait until we get home and then look out the window.
The sky gradually darkened, and the street lights came on, forming a straight line under the rapid speed of the car.
More than ten minutes later, the Jetta drove into an old community.
The rows of buildings are all five stories high, with dark brown walls and large areas of paint peeling. The community environment is also relatively shabby and there are not many green belts.
The houses in this community are probably at least forty or fifty years old, and most of the people walking outside are old people.
"Hey, I've been worried about my son for the past few years, and I've been thinking about changing my house but haven't had the time." Tian Yurong finished awkwardly, found a place to park, and got out of the car.
I picked up my luggage bag containing cinnabar, yellow paper and other talismans and got out of the car, and walked forward with her.
After twists and turns, we walked to the door of Unit 4 of Building 44. Tian Yurong smiled and said: "Xiao An, my home is on the fourth floor, let's go in."
With that said, she entered first.
Along the way, I observed the situation in the community. The whole area was filled with a gloomy air of death. It was obvious that many people were dead in the community.
When I walked into the corridor, I was hit by a gloomy air. The corridor was damp, dark, and smelled of mold. The atmosphere was eerie and strange, which made my whole body tremble and I looked around cautiously.
"Hey? Xiao An, why don't you leave?" Tian Yurong, who came to the second elder, came down again and asked curiously.
I took a deep breath and asked as I walked, "Aunt Tian, there are a lot of people dying in your community."
"Have you noticed this?" Tian Yurong showed a hint of surprise, "Most of the people living in this community are old people, and old men and women die every now and then. The sound of suona playing often surrounds the community, which is annoying to death."
Regarding this kind of community with many elderly people and a dead atmosphere, I advise everyone not to live there. Over time, it will affect a person's fortune.
Moreover, the dead energy can easily attract sneakiness.
"Aunt Tian, not only is this community filled with a strong air of death, but the air in your corridor is also very dark. Dirty things must have come in." After I finished speaking, a gust of cold wind blew in from the corridor window.
Tian Yurong trembled immediately, her face was so frightened that she didn't dare to ask any more questions. When she reached the third floor, the voice-activated light was broken and flickering.
The dim light and the peeling and worn-out walls made the atmosphere even more eerie.
And the further up I go, the heavier the yin energy becomes, and my expression gradually becomes serious.
With a pop, the voice-activated light went out.
"Hey, why is this light broken? Hey, hey, hey!" Tian Yurong's body trembled, and she shouted and stamped her feet, but the light didn't turn on.
She hurriedly ran to the fourth floor, trembling as she took out her key to open the door.
"Don't move!" I yelled, quickly went up to grab her hand, and stared at the crack in the door.
"What, what's wrong?" Tian Yurong asked fearfully.
In my eyes, there was actually a trace of black Yin Qi permeating the crack in the door. It was obvious that the house was often visited by ghosts, or there was a ghost inside.
"Aunt Tian." I looked at her and said seriously: "The yin energy in your house is too strong. There might be a ghost in it now."
"Ah?" Tian Yurong took a step back, even more frightened, and trembled: "Xiao, Xiaoan, you, you didn't scare me, did you? This..."
Seeing that she didn't dare to open the door, I took the key directly and said, "Don't worry, I'm here."
After finishing speaking, I inserted the key into the keyhole, and the clicking sound of the key was extremely harsh in the corridor.
With a creak, the door opened.
A gloomy aura hit my face, I strode in, looked around, and my eyes became even more gloomy.
What comes into view is a living room with an area of about 40 square meters. There is a coffee table and sofa under the front window, and there are several boxes of tea on the coffee table.
There are two bedrooms on the left and right respectively. There are old red solid wood furniture cabinets under the right wall, and there is a big old TV set on the table on the left wall, which has a sense of age.
However, what makes me feel solemn is that except for the living room area in the middle, which is normal, the surrounding walls are filled with a layer of black Yin Qi.
Even though there was a heater in the house, I still felt like I was walking into a trance, and the black air lingering around the door on the right was even heavier, like a dark cloud clinging to the door.
"Aunt Tian." I pointed to the door on the right and asked seriously: "That room is your son's bedroom..."
