Chapter 971: Haunted House (2)

Chapter 971 Haunted House (2)
There are mountains, waters, gods and ghosts. It seems to be a bad habit of the backcountry, or an old-fashioned superstition.
Although Songjia Village cannot be described as a backcountry, it is also a remote place. In order to avoid the scourge of war, the ancestors of the Song family were also deliberately chosen to stay away from the world.
"Haunted?" Song Yanran looked at his own people, looked at his brow and looked at Song Bo’s eyes and asked: "How is it wrong?"
Song Bo quickly said: "At first, Wangjiacun, the next door ditch, started to make trouble, and it was noisy, and it was coming to us."
"The next ditch?" Song stunned and looked at his old man subconsciously.
Song Tianyou nodded. "I remember that there were indeed a few people who surnamed Wang."
Song Xiaoran nodded.
Song Bo was nervous and nervous at this time: "I saw my hair long that day. I was going to look for Wang Shifu from the head of Wangjia Village to get a haircut. I passed a family, just doing a white matter. I was curious and asked, it turned out to be the whole family. All died in a life. One person, big and small, six people, all died in the night. I heard that the death can be miserable! You are evil!"
"A night of death..." Song Yuran suddenly frowned.
"Yeah! Old miserable." Song Bo sighed. "I have seen it several times when I say that I am a dead family. It is a hit iron. It is not bad to give people a skill in repairing iron pots. It is called Wang Dashun. Young, forty years old, it’s a pity."
"Since the dead, no one in the local towns and villages to investigate?" Song Tianyou asked.
"Come, but nothing can be found." Song Bo said this in his own inquiries: "But I heard that Wang Dashun did not know where to get two men from a certain time, one received Injury, one was directly unconscious. After a while, the Wang Dashun family died, and the two people he had received were gone. The policemen from the village said that they might have been killed by the two men. In the overnight, I didn’t find it, I didn’t know.

"Later? How come and haunted?"
Song Bodao: "It was not a few days later, that is, Wang Dashun's first seven. In the middle of the night, there was an old man who went to the toilet and saw a white shadow floating from Wang Dashun's house. He suddenly became scared. He woke up the next day and said that he bumped into it. Ghost. From then on, someone rushed into the night, and someone heard the cry from Wang Dashun’s house in the middle of the night. There was a courageous unbelief, and I touched the door in the middle of the night, and the result was second. It was discovered that he was stunned outside the house, and he didn’t know how he fell asleep. But since then, this guy has been nervous all day, and the result is that the whole ditch is full of people."
After a pause, Song Bo continued: "Then I didn't know where to ask a Taoist to come back and open the altar. The result is good. Instead, I ran away the ghosts of Wang Dashun and ran to our Songjia Village!

"Uncle Song Bo, you are saying that the ghost of Wang Dashun has come here... Has anyone seen it before?" Song suddenly asked.
Song Bo nodded hard. "Why didn't you! Many people have seen it, including I have also seen it... probably last week. Another ditch has something to do, please ask me to cook a stove." Because I came back late, I went to Song’s ancestral home in the middle of the night, I heard some strange sounds coming from inside... I also drank some wine, courageous, and quietly came. I heard some in front of the door. I heard some very strange voices, like laughter. Then I touched the wall of your house and glanced inside! Oh my mom, I almost didn’t scare people!

"What did you see?" Song Ying swallowed a mouthwash and asked subconsciously.
Song Bo’s face was a bit white at this time, and he swallowed the swallowing water:
I saw a guy, the hair was scattered, and I couldn’t see my face. So the whole person was lying on the ground, crawling, climbing, climbing, and getting old. Not at all like people!"
"Someone?" Song Yuran seized the key.
"There are ghosts!" Song Bo said terrifiedly: "I saw it with my own eyes! The ghost crawled and crawled and suddenly flung, grabbed a mouse, and stuffed it into his mouth. Oh! The mouse's tail is still there. The ghost's mouth twitched and was swallowed up! He later smiled at me and scared me so badly. I went straight to my house and went back to the house. In the middle of the night, I lit a night light. I didn’t dare to close my eyes! Since then, the poultry we have raised here often don’t see anything... It’s said that this ghost is starving and stealing in the middle of the night. Everyone is afraid to go out at night, for fear of being The ghosts are entangled. This is not the case. During the day, everyone started a meeting in the ancestral hall. Discussing to ask a Taoist to come back, and also drive away the ghost of Wang Dashun, otherwise this day can’t be done!

Everyone looks at each other. If someone is so weird in the middle of the night, there may be other reasons, but ordinary people cannot swallow a mouse.
"You said that this ghost is still in our family's ancestral home?" Song asked.
Song Bodao: "This...Song Shaoye, you don't want to go and have a look? No, it's okay! This big night, it's very fierce... Do you want to catch up with it? Tonight, if you don't give up If you can come to my house to live first, I will give you room. I will take a couple of money, my son and daughter-in-law will go to work in the city, and I can sleep anywhere."
Song Yanran looked at Song Tianyou, apparently waiting for the words.
"No need for Song Bo." Song Tianyou said at this time: "I Song Tianyou wants to go home, ghosts and gods can not stop. Moreover, as the saying goes, people are afraid of ghosts, ghosts are still afraid of seven points. We have many people, Yang is prosperous, and no ghost is afraid."
"Oh, Song, you don't believe in evil, wait for a night... Song lord!" Song Bo called, but Song Tianyou has led the people and walked directly toward the Song family's ancestral home. live.
Song Bo looked at his eyes and saw that he couldn’t stop it. He had to run back to his home.
......
The ancestral home of the Song family in Songjia Village is not small.
Although the mansion in front of the house was lost for a long time, the two stone lions placed in front of the door can still see some of the former styles.
Only the plaque in front of the gate has been tilted down. Song Tianyou glanced at it and slowly sighed. When Wu Wu saw it, he quickly made people go to help the house.
The pedestrian opened the door of the mansion and went in.
There is a porch in the entrance to the mansion. When Song Tianyou came back more than ten years ago, when he rebuilt the ancestral home, he was given electricity and installed a lighting system. The electric gate was also set in the porch. Only after I put the electric gate on now, I didn’t see electricity. I was afraid that it was too long to use electricity and was automatically cancelled.
"It seems that the person who came to see the house last time, I am afraid that I have not worked well." Song Tianyou shook his head.
In fact, he has reserved money for the people who watched the house. However, he has not returned in recent years. It is not impossible for the person to take money and not even ran.
"Old five, you bring two people in to see if you can find some candles and come back." Song Tianyou thought for a moment: "I remember that there is a utility room in the back yard to see what is used." We are here. Let’s stay in this front yard... Come and sit for a while in the pavilion over there."
Song Tianyou reached out and pointed out that it was now at night and the night was dark, but it was still faint to see a four-corner pavilion.
Wu Shu soon took two bodyguards in the past, while the rest of the bodyguards were waiting around the gazebo.
Mr. A Qi smiled and smiled at this time: "The people of Song Master are not the elite of the elite. Just watching the momentum of these bodyguards, many domestic elite soldiers may not be able to find one."
Song Tianyou only smiled slightly. He did not say anything about his own staff. Instead, he asked: "Aqi. Just now Song Bo said that this house is haunted, how do you see it?"
This Mr. Aqi is not a Zhang family, but a person of Zhang Li Lanfang's family. But the two are now in charge of Zhang Li Lanfang. Having said that, the business between Zhangjia and Lijia is basically separate - except for antiques.
Although Zhang is a hidden rich, many people in China still know. The Li family is a kind of secret, hidden in the dark.
After all, Li Jia started his business as a back-to-back business, so he has always been low-key and only does things that make money. Since the opening of the country, Li’s business has turned more to foreign countries. After all, the protection of domestic cultural relics has become more and more strict, and the tomb that can be poured down has been almost the same for thousands of years.
Despite this, the Li family will also come back from time to time to retrieve some of the stolen cultural relics from the war years and hand them over to the state through different rushes.
Through such a means, Zhang Li Lanfang maintained the good relationship between Zhang and Li while maintaining the voice of Li’s family... and the above-mentioned people simply closed their eyes.
After all, Zhang Li Lanfang was the one who lived in that era. Zhang Lilanfang’s husband, in the turbulent era, made many contributions and even paid for his life...
Thoughts came back, Song Tianyou continued to look at the seven-year-old expert who dealt with the ghosts and snakes.
At this time, Aqi was indulging. He suddenly pulled out a slap in the clothes and placed it on the stone table under the gazebo. He began to read words.
Song Ruran and Song Ying were the first to see this kind of operation, and they could not help but increase their interest. However, Zhang Yurui did not seem to care when he took the compass in Aqi. Some were absent-minded and did not know what he was thinking.
At this time, Luo Qiu looked at the depths of the Song family's ancestral home, revealing a look of thought.
After a while, Mr. Aqi slowly said: "Song Lao, we have the so-called 'search for dragons and acupuncture points' in this line. The dragon among them, generally refers to the mountains and the spiritual veins. The dragon has the sayings of real dragons and fake dragons. In ancient times, many emperors and monarchs had more than one tomb. This is the so-called true and false cemetery, in order to prevent the latecomers from moving the real tomb and destroying the real dragon."
As a result, Aqi stood up and pointed to the mountains outside the outer wall of the mansion. He said: "You see, the mountains that are curved and undulating outside contain a lot of vitality, so the land here is fertile. Qingshan Xiushui, this is definitely a real dragon. After finding the real dragon, it is to find the stop of the real dragon, the stop is far from the faucet, this dragon is the dragon of wealth. The tomb or residence point on the dragon of wealth It is a place of great exuberance, and the future generations will be blessed. It is obvious that the ancestral home of this Song family is on this rich dragon. I see the structure of this house, and the meaning of Dinglong point, see The person who originally built this house must also be a master of metaphysics."
"Oh?" Song Tianyou said: "Listen to you saying that this is not only a sinister house, but a blessed land?"
Mr. A Qi nodded: "Some years ago, although the Song family had some decline, but the good fortune continued. Later, after Song returned to China, people were re-repaired, and it was considered that the house was re-supported. After that, the Song family was smooth and smooth. ""
"Oh? Listen to what you said, if someone wants to deal with my Song family, in fact, you don't have to do it yourself. If you destroy this ancestral home, then my Song family will be in danger?" Song Tianyou looked at Aqi, suddenly Sneer.
At this time, Aqi had a glimpse of his heart, and there was some sweat on his forehead. The dark road, the Song Tianyou who had already passed the flower, had such a sultry momentum, could not help but open his mouth, and did not know how to deal with it for a time.
He already noticed that there were already a few eyes with a killing look at the pavilion.
The legend of ‘Iris flower’ was heard by him... but it directly subverted the horror guy of a small country!
However, Zhang Yurui smiled at this moment: "Song Laozi, this is just a feng shui saying, when it is not true. Besides, Feng Shui treasure is no better, mainly to see people, if the head is only a pustule, more family wealth will only be exhausted. Only the savvy and capable people can persevere. The ancestors have a good fortune, and the future generations can be true. The Song family is under the hands of the old man, and it is hard to find a shoulder in the country. This is enough to see the father. In fact, it is a person with deep wealth and great talents. Besides, as the saying goes, people will win the day, father, you, isn’t it all the way to come, is there today?

"Oh, it’s really a sorrowful heart." Song Tianyou smiled and sighed at the moment: "Li Sister is really blessed, and you are said by this girl, what can I say about this old bone?"
"The body of the father is still very tough." Zhang Yurui whispered.
At this time, the fire suddenly came from far away, reflecting the people. It turned out that the five uncles came back with people, and they still had a partner in their hands.
"Master, I found some kerosene, and there are some other candles. It will be enough fornight." Wu Shu came back with a torch. "Wait, I will let people buy something." Let's see if you can connect the battery."
Song Tianyou nodded at this moment and stood up and said: "Well, then go inside the house, the outside is cold, my old bones are almost unbearable."
"My grandfather will help you." Song Ying was busy going forward.
The crowd began to follow the five uncles into the mansion.
Luo Qiu suddenly looked at a big tree in the front yard, and saw that there was a flash, and the speed was extremely fast.
Crawling, huge, raging, like a frightened mouse... and also looking at the eyes, and Song Yuran.
However, Song Xiaoran did not say anything, but just took a shot of Luo Qiu’s chest and made a forbidden gesture. Then he turned and chased it up. He suddenly smiled and said:
Sakura~舅舅 tell you a bedtime ghost story tonight. good or not?"
"roll!!"
(End of this chapter)