[3] Honggu, an old bungalow under the banyan tree.
Then, a young woman in red clothes leaned out half of her body.
She was wearing the kind of short hexagram from the Qing Dynasty, a bright red top, and the swallowtail bun on her head, making her look like a woman in Qing Dynasty costumes.
"Xiaoye, you're back." The woman in red had an unusually fair face. She stretched out her white wrists, easily lifted the suitcase, and then quickly retracted it.
"His grandma, I must move." Xun Ye panted with her hands on her hips regardless of her image.
The voice of the woman in red sounded like a song from inside, "You've said it hundreds of times about moving."
Xun Ye shouldered a shoulder, "It's hard to find a house outside, and it's inconvenient when working." After saying that, he lowered his head and entered the house.
Finally, the lights were turned on, making the bungalow finally feel a little more realistic.
"The taxi driver left you halfway again?"
Xunye's cursing voice came from inside, "Isn't that right? Here, this is the hair of the taxi driver just now. Do you still have the car pattern I drew with the yellow charm last time? Wrap it up for me and press a few
Shibaozi, go up..."
The slender black figure stood outside the bungalow, his black eyes reflecting the bright light in the house like stars.
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This is the old town of G City, surrounded by one- or at most three-story buildings. Lush banyan trees cover every street, and even inside the houses, there are tree trunks with branches stretching out randomly. So this area
There is a name, called Banyan Tree District.
As early as the early part of the last century, there were rumors of haunting here. However, with the advancement of society, such rumors were only a topic of casual chat after dinner, and few people truly believed it.
This place has a radius of seven to eight kilometers and was supposed to be acquired and renovated by a group ten years ago. But for some reason, the group suddenly went bankrupt shortly after most of the residents were forced to move away.
Therefore, the only option was a second acquisition. When the outermost wall with a long history was forcibly demolished, the group company that made the second acquisition also went bankrupt.
In the past ten years, nine construction group companies have gone through this area of the old city, and eight of them went bankrupt. In the end, this piece of land in the center of the city could only be sold by the government. The group company that currently owns the property rights is the first one.
Nine buyers waved their hands proudly and designated the old city as an urban growth exhibition area.
As a result, people came back one after another. However, most of the people who moved back were lonely old people, and there were also young people who moved back, but they didn't last long.
Xun Ye was the only exception. Even when the water and electricity were cut off during the eviction, she never left here.
The house she lives in is an old European-style bungalow built in the early 1930s in the center of the entire old city.
In the yard, there is a huge banyan tree.
The branches of the banyan tree cover the entire bungalow and most of the surrounding yard, and even extend to the stone street outside.
There may be patches of sunshine during the day, but at night, there is only darkness.
Xun Ye entered the house, picked up three yellow incense sticks on the altar facing the door, lit them, raised them high above his head, and bowed sincerely to the three statues of gods on the altar.
"Xiaoye, this person has such a bad temper..." The woman named Hong Gu pointed to the yellow gift box filled with strange charms placed in the corner. There was an unpleasant sound coming from it that made people feel itchy.