The black color of the string comes from the blackened dog blood, and the red color comes from the cinnabar mixed with it.
I wrapped the cinnabar rope back and forth three times on the inside of the courtyard threshold, and poured the gray-white powder from the jar on the outside.
Most of the powder is made from black dog bones, mixed with glutinous rice, first baked over peach wood, and then ground finely.
I was just comforting Tang Quan before. Logically speaking, Tang Qianqian took away even her belongings and most likely went to be reincarnated and would never come back.
Cinnabar rope and dog bone powder are used to prevent unclean things from entering the house.
Then, I made another arrangement in front of the doors of all the rooms in the courtyard.
Because I'm not sure whether the dirt comes in from outside or is inside the house itself.
It’s not that easy to identify a haunted house. My villa has a vicious blood grudge like the Skinless Ghost, and the yin energy is so strong that I can tell the clues at a glance.
In an ordinary haunted house, the ghosts are not scary enough, but are just like a normal house.
On a slightly weaker level, it is possible that the house is deserted all year round and attracts nighttime passers-by to stay overnight.
This kind of defense will invisibly lock the courtyard. Ghosts from outside can't come in, and ghosts can't get out no matter which room there is inside.
I spent a lot of time. Tang Quan had already returned from shopping for vegetables. He didn't dare to disturb me and went to the kitchen to cook.
By the time I finished setting up, there were three dishes, one soup, and two bowls of white rice on the table in the main room. The heat was rising and the aroma was overflowing.
I left from Xingshui Street yesterday morning, and now, I haven’t eaten even a grain of rice, and I’m already feeling empty.
Tang Quan was pacing around the table waiting for me. After I passed by, he immediately invited me to take the seat of honor.
I wasn't too polite to Tang Quan. After sitting down, Tang Quan sat down.
I took out a piece of copper talisman two fingers wide and pushed it in front of Tang Shen.
"Young Master...is this?" Tang Quan had doubts in his eyes.
"The house is so clean. It's almost as clean as my villa. I made some decorations. Uncle Tang, take this with you so that you can sleep more peacefully at night."
After I finished speaking casually, I picked up the rice bowl and picked up a chopstick of fried brown twice-cooked pork.
Tang Quan suddenly understood and nodded repeatedly.
After finishing the meal, Tang Quan went to clean up again.
It is getting late, the sun is setting in the west, and it is almost sunset.
The knocking on the door resounded throughout the yard.
As I walked to the middle of the courtyard, Tang Quan hurriedly came out of the kitchen, wiping his hands and saying, "I'll come, young master," and opened the courtyard door.
There were two people standing at the door, a woman with a big face, a lot of brown spots, small eyes, and a sickly look on her face. Her eyes were wandering around the hospital.
Next to her was an old man in his seventies or eighties. He was dressed in black, with the yellow word "longevity" printed all over it. The old man pursed his lips and had a sullen face.
"Old village chief?" Tang Quan said with a smile on his face, "Please come in quickly."
As for the woman, Tang Quan obviously didn't recognize her, so he just glanced at her with confusion.
The old village chief didn't take a step, looked Tang Quan up and down, and said without saltiness: "Da Quanzi is back."
"Hey." Tang Quan still nodded with a smile.
"I haven't been back to the village for ten years. Everyone in the village thought you were so successful. Why did you break one of your legs?" The old village chief frowned, as if Tang Quan was doing badly and he felt embarrassed.
Tang Quan's expression froze and he said, "It's a small accident, nothing serious. What can I do for you, old village chief?"
"It's nothing important. I just want to advise you to go back and forth wherever you want. You better not live in this old house." The old village chief glanced at me.
"You have raised your son, why did you bring him back to this extremely poor place?"
This detail can be seen at once. Tang Quan basically never returns to the village in the city, and Tang Qianqian never comes back, which is why people mistakenly think that I am Tang Quan's son. Judging from the age, they are indeed similar. Tang Quan himself is older.
Tang Quan's face suddenly fell, and he said in a low voice: "Old village chief, I'm going back to my home, why did you come to my house to drive people away? I didn't offend you, did I?"
The old village chief remained silent, but the woman said cautiously: "Brother Tang, that's not what the old village chief meant. It's just that your old house is not very clean and is haunted. I live next door to your house." Far away, I often see a sick man entering your house in the middle of the night, and then he coughs and wheezes non-stop, which scares me to death. No, the old village chief also cares about you, so he came up to talk."
"How about you guys stay at my house tonight? This place is really uninhabitable. If something happens, it won't be worth the loss, right?"
Tang Quan turned to look at me, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.
My expression remained unchanged and I said, "It's clear and sunny, where are the ghosts? There really are ghosts, and we two grown men are not afraid of them. How can we not dare to live at home?"
The woman became anxious and said, "Brother Tang, this boy of yours doesn't know the rules, and he has a godly attitude! You'd better pack up and live in my house. This place is really uninhabitable!"
Tang Quan's face turned cold and he closed the door with a bang.
Then there were two bangs and the door was kicked hard twice!
Another high-pitched scolding came in, saying that the dog bit Lu Dongbin and did not know the good heart.
The footsteps gradually faded away.
"Master, something's not right." Tang Quan's face looked slightly unnatural.
"Uncle Tang, what do you think is wrong?" I asked.
"The people in this urban village used to be very aggressive and not so warm-hearted. It doesn't matter if they come up to remind us that this place is haunted. It doesn't seem like a good thing."
Tang Quan was not worried about whether I could deal with the ghosts here. What he said was right on point.
The woman had nothing to do to show her kindness. It seemed that she was the one who invited the old village chief.
Moreover, where can you directly invite strangers to live in your home?
"Have a good rest tonight. I will keep an eye on you. Just leave Uncle Tang's pendant." I reminded Tang Quan.
Tang Quan nodded, his eyes full of trust in me.
As autumn enters, the days gradually become shorter, and it soon becomes dark. The courtyard is quiet and quiet. The old peach trees in the courtyard sway in the wind and drop their leaves.
Tang Quan went to clean up the West House and live in it for himself.
I went back to the east room and sat on the bed. The window faced the yard and I watched quietly.
Tang Quan went in and out of the west room several times. The lights inside were turned on and off again.
Not long after, snoring started to sound, and the soundproofing conditions in the hospital were average.
In fact, if the Tang family wasn't unclean, I would definitely go out tonight.
In this case, we still have to wait.
Time passed little by little, and the night became deeper and deeper.
It was almost midnight when Tang Quan actually stopped snoring.
He has a bronze talisman on him, so logically speaking, he must be fine, even if there is a ghost in his room.
I got up anyway and planned to go to his room to have a look.
As soon as he walked out of the room, he suddenly heard a coughing sound.
This cough seemed to come from close to the courtyard door...
The next second, sickly words were mixed in.
"Old Gong, why can't I open the door?"
The sound was empty and deep, like fallen leaves blowing in the wind, and would dissipate at any time.
Suddenly, another voice echoed.
"There is a ghost hunter in the courtyard."
