When I heard Mu Mu's words, I couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
It is not a ghost, nor is it an existence in the underworld. What does this mean?
Of course I won't doubt Mu Mu's judgment, because he was a general under Ying Gou, the master of the Netherworld Sea in the underworld.
Even if he has lost his memory now, his perception of the underworld's underworld is much stronger than mine. What is that thing?
"That thing is very powerful, but it seems to be suppressed by something, so only a trace of soul can come out. If we let him come out, we will be in trouble." Mu Mu said with a frown.
Hearing his words, I also frowned. I could see that Mu Mu's expression was very serious. If he could make him feel powerful, that would be really powerful.
But Mumu said that the thing seemed to be suppressed by something, and only a trace of its soul could come out, which made me feel relieved.
"Is there anything unusual up there?" I asked the wood.
Mu Mu shook his head and said nothing.
I know that he usually cherishes words like gold and is a guy who can say nothing without saying a word. It seems that he didn't notice anything.
Since he went up, he must have carefully checked the top. We have also checked the bottom below, and there is nothing abnormal.
Where is that thing?
I frowned and couldn't help but feel a headache. There was indeed something dirty in here, but I couldn't see anything unusual in this villa. What was going on?
"Boss, do you think we should leave or what should we do?" the old man asked me in a low voice with some fear.
I shook my head. It was getting dark now and there was nothing visible in this place. Besides, this ghost place was quite dangerous. I didn't plan to spend the night here.
"Go out first and talk about it tomorrow." I said.
After hearing what I said, the old Taoist immediately nodded in agreement. He had wanted to leave this damn place for a long time.
Mu Mu also nodded, then bent down and picked up the man on the ground and walked out.
When he came outside and walked out of the apartment door, the man who had been supported by the wood on his shoulders groaned and then woke up.
The wood put him on the ground. The man was obviously in a trance. It took him a long time to react and asked us in horror: "What happened to me just now?"
"You were covered in dirty things just now. There is indeed something wrong with this apartment." I said to him.
After hearing my words, the man's head immediately started to shed cold sweat, and he swallowed hard while looking at the villa behind him.
"This...there is really a ghost here. I knew it. I knew Xiaolin would never commit suicide!"
At this time, the man was a little excited, but also filled with endless fear.
I understand his feelings very well. It has been two years since his sister died, and today he finally knows the truth. Of course he is very excited.
But when faced with that kind of existence, he is just an ordinary person, and fear is the most normal thing.
I didn't speak at first, but waited for him to calm down, and then asked him: "What did you see when that thing got on you just now?"
After hearing my words, the man was stunned for a moment, and then said slowly: "What I felt just now was like a dream. The dream was full of blood, and I felt that I was very manic. The feeling is indescribable. Anyway,
There is a deep bloodthirsty desire, I want to be an adult, I want to kill people, I even want to abuse myself!"
At this time, the man stopped here and his face turned pale. It seemed that the experience just now must have made him feel deep fear.
I didn't say anything, I knew the man was not lying and his feelings should be true.
Once that thing takes over the human body, it will make people become manic and even masochistic. This can explain why the mother and son have so many scars on their bodies after death.
If the guess is correct, it must be their own abuse.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but frown, a little strange, what on earth was that.
If it can make people have a tendency to self-abuse, it proves that the thing must be full of hostility, which is very consistent with the evil ghost who died unjustly.
But why, I can't feel any yin energy in the apartment.
"Although I don't know what it is, that smell gives me a familiar feeling, a familiar disgust."
At this time, Mu Mu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.
I looked back at him, knowing that he would never say such a thing for no reason. Has the wood ever been exposed to that kind of thing?
"Mr. Li, please take action, take away that ghost, and avenge my sister!"
At this time, the man knelt down in front of me with a thud.
I quickly reached out and pulled him up, nodded and said, "There's no need for this. Since I promised you, I will definitely handle this matter."
Even though I said that, I didn't have any idea at all, because that thing was really special and I didn't even know where it was. If it never came out, it wouldn't be easy for me to find it.
At this moment, I suddenly thought of my own reflection I saw in the mirror.
Of course, that is not my own shadow, but the illusion of that existence.
He opened his mouth to me, as if he was saying something, but the mirror couldn't transmit the sound, so I couldn't hear what it was saying at all.
Now it suddenly occurred to me that the mouth shape was very familiar, with only a few words: I am below, come here!
What does this mean? Is it underneath this villa?
I couldn't help but frown when I thought of this, thinking it was very possible.
Because we have already checked the inside of the villa, and there is indeed nothing abnormal. The only abnormality is the underground of the villa.
And before disappearing, that guy deliberately pointed at me with his hand, which meant very clearly that it was down there!
"Mr. Li, when was this villa built?" I asked the man.
His name is Li Bin.
After hearing my words, the man was stunned for a moment, and then said: "I bought the land here eight years ago, and then built this villa six years ago. I gave it to my sister when she got married five years ago."
"Do you know where this place used to be?" I asked him immediately.
The man frowned and thought for a moment, then said: "This place used to be a wasteland, and it was going to be developed six years ago. I liked this place and bought it."
When he said this, he paused and then said: "By the way, I heard people say that there was a temple here in the early years, but that temple had long been ruined, especially during the period when all the demons and monsters were defeated.
It was bulldozed directly."
Hearing his words, I couldn't help but frown.
A temple, this turned out to be a temple.
Does the former temple have anything to do with that dirty thing?
Thinking of the scene in the illusion where I punched the mirror, my heart suddenly moved. The power coming from the mirror at that time was the breath of Buddhism!
