From the outside, although it is almost a hundred years old, the villa does not look shabby, only the trees in the courtyard are a little withered.
Rowling explained that despite the age of this house, it has actually been renovated many times, especially the exterior wall. Almost every new owner will give the house a good rest before moving in. In addition,
In fact, people have only lived here for more than 20 years, so this house is actually very well maintained. This is one of the reasons why Rowling's parents took a fancy to this villa.
Following Luo Lin's footsteps, we crossed the courtyard and came to the door. The moment she opened the door, Luo Lin suddenly stopped, turned around and said to us: "Everyone, do you want to think about it again? Now
Is there really no danger in going in at this time?"
Zhang Mo frowned and replied: "If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't catch the tiger's cubs. If Miss Luo is worried, can I ask Sijiu to accompany you outside?"
When I heard this, I was immediately dissatisfied. What did Zhang Mo mean by this? Does he really hope to bring me and Luo Lin together so that he has the opportunity to have one less competitor?
But before I could express my objection, Rowling had already shaken her head, "No, this house belongs to my parents after all, and I have the responsibility to work with you to find out the truth of the matter."
With that said, she unlocked the door, opened the door, and turned on the light.
The interior of the villa is, as Rowling said, a typical Japanese style. At the entrance is an entrance hall and a long corridor. The floors in the room are all made of wood. It makes sounds from time to time when you walk up, as if you can use a little force.
It seems to be broken.
After entering the main hall, the Japanese style in the villa becomes even more intense. The floor here is covered with soft tatami mats, and the partition doors leading to several rooms are also paper sliding doors. There are also many mahogany furniture in the room, too.
Very traditional Japanese style. In addition, in the corner of the main hall, there is a wooden staircase with some paint peeling off leading to the second floor.
The third fat man walked around the main hall and asked: "Miss Luo, have you already decorated it? Why have you even bought the furniture?"
Rowling shook her head and explained: "These things were originally placed here. Some were bought by the previous owner, and some are said to have been decorated by the owner who originally built this villa."
"The owner of this villa... Let me go, wasn't that almost a hundred years ago? This should be considered an antique, right?"
The third fat man was sighing and lying on a square table, still mumbling something.
I listened closely and realized that this guy was actually calculating the price of Japanese furniture from more than 90 years ago...
"Ah sneeze!"
At this time, Lin Qianyi suddenly sneezed. She put her hands around her chest and said to us: "Do you feel a little cold here?"
Mr. Z said: "This is already a mountain, right? Cold spots are normal."
"That's not right." Zhang Mo raised his hand, looked around cautiously, and then said: "It's not the mountain, it's the yin energy in this villa."
"Yin Qi?" The third fat man immediately jumped up from the table, stood next to Zhang Mo, and then looked around and said, "Zhang Zhenren, is there really Yin Qi in this room? Are there any ghosts?"
"It's hard to say... My uncle Zhang is right. Although there is Yin Qi here, there are no traces of ghosts. You have to check it carefully to know."
Having said this, Zhang Mo quietly pushed the third fat man to the side, and then said to us: "Miss Luo, Allen, don't be surprised for a while, I want to use my yin and yang eyes now."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Mo suddenly lowered his head. A few seconds later, when he raised his head again, a huge change had appeared on his face.
Seeing this change, even though they had been warned in advance, Mr. Z and Luo Lin couldn't help but take a step back in surprise.
"Don't be nervous, this is Zhang Mo's special ability. His yin and yang eyes allow him to directly see all the hidden ghosts and ghosts." I explained to the side.
But although I told them not to be nervous, I was actually a little surprised myself, because this was the first time I saw Zhang Mo using his abilities.
At this moment, the color of Zhang Mo's eyes became extremely strange. The pupil of his left eye had turned completely white, as if he had no pupil, while the opposite was true for his right eye, where all the whites of the original white eye had turned into
Black. One black and one white, one yin and one yang. Only now I know that Zhang Mo’s yin and yang eyes have this change.
After using his yin and yang eyes, Zhang Mo first looked around the main hall, and then began to check the rooms on the first floor one by one. Several of us followed behind him, like followers, and checked the first floor of the villa.
All over.
The other rooms on the first floor, except for the kitchen and bathroom, are all in the same Japanese style. There is nothing in them except tatami mats and beds. You can scan the room at a glance.
During the inspection process, Zhang Mo didn't say a word, and he only stayed in each room for no more than ten seconds. When all rooms were inspected, we returned to the main hall.
At this time, Lin Qianyi asked: "How is it, have you found anything?"
Zhang Mo shook his head: "No, it's the same as Uncle Zhang said to Miss Luo. Except that the yin energy is stronger than other places, everything is normal here." He raised his head, glanced at the ceiling and said, "Go upstairs and take a look.
Let’s see.”
With that said, Zhang Mo walked towards the stairs. Just as he was about to step onto the steps, he suddenly stopped, stared down at a carpet spread under the dining table in the main hall, and asked Luo Lin: "Miss Luo,
Is there a basement in this villa?”
Luo Lin was shocked and said: "Mr. Zhang, how did you know?"
Zhang Mo pointed to the carpet and said: "I feel like there is Yin Qi floating from the ground there. Could it be that the entrance to the basement is there?"
"Yes, since Mr. Zhang has discovered it, I will show you."
The entrance to the basement was hidden under the carpet. After Rowling moved the carpet, a wooden door appeared on the floor. When the wooden door was opened, there was a wooden staircase going down, and you could clearly feel the cool air escaping.
.
Everyone walked down the wooden stairs to the basement. They could smell an obvious musty smell. They turned on the electric light at the entrance. The space below was not large. It was basically the same area as the main hall upstairs. And strangely, the ground here was not
It's not a concrete floor, but a wooden floor similar to the one upstairs, which makes a thumping sound when stepped on.
The basement was empty, except for a pile of gardening tools. Rowling said that it was originally a storage room, and it was originally just filled with some sundries belonging to the previous owner. After his parents bought it,
After that, all the debris was thrown away, and now it is only temporarily used to store the tools Rowling's father used to garden.
Zhang Mo opened his strange-looking eyes and walked around the basement a few times, but found nothing unusual. In his words, the basement had less Yin energy than the ground.
many.
So, we returned to the main hall, along the stairs here, and started walking slowly towards the second floor step by step.
"The yin energy on the second floor seems to be stronger than that on the first floor." Zhang Mo said while holding on to the handrail of the stairs and looking around.
Hearing what he said, we also felt that the higher we went, the colder the surrounding air became. The timid third fat man couldn't help but speed up his pace. He passed me in a few steps and ran behind Zhang Mo. He seemed to be
I feel that in this situation, it is safer to be with Zhang Mo.
Soon we arrived at the corner of the stairs, and we were about to continue going forward, but at this moment, Zhang Mo suddenly stopped, and the three fat men who were following him were unprepared and bumped into his back.
, let out a exclamation.
"Hey, Mr. Zhang, why did you stop and not say a word?"
The third fat man touched his head and complained, but suddenly, his eyes were fixed somewhere in front of Zhang Mo, and then he pointed at the wall at the corner of the stairs and screamed: "Wow! Ghost, ghost...
?”
We immediately looked at the wall, only to find that what the three fat men were pointing to was actually an oil painting hanging on the wall. And what was painted in the oil painting was nothing more than a family portrait.
"What? Isn't it just a painting?" I walked over, took a closer look at the oil painting, and said, "But this painting... is really lifelike, just like a photo. Can a painting be like this?"
"This is the painting method of the Western Realist School." Rowling explained to us, "Do you remember the Japanese I mentioned who built this villa? He is actually a painter, and this oil painting is his
work."
According to Rowling, this oil painting actually depicts the artist himself and his family. The background of the oil painting should be the basement of the villa we just visited, and the characters in the painting are a family of four with bright smiles: in the middle
The man wearing a black tuxedo and the mustache popular in Japan in the early 19th century is the painter himself; the beautiful woman next to him is his wife. Interestingly, it seems that the Japanese painter married
He must be a native Taiwanese. Because the woman next to him is wearing a set of traditional clothing of the Gaoshan people, and is holding a fan knife that is only used by Taiwanese ethnic minorities; and
The children in front of the two people are naturally their sons and daughters.
"I'm going to paint, just paint. It has to be like a photo." The third fat man patted his chest, took a deep breath and said, "Miss Luo, why do you have to hang this painting here? Big
When I suddenly saw this painting in the middle of the night, I thought there were four ghost figures on the wall. To be honest, aren't you afraid of being scared?"
Rowling said: "We did not hang this painting. In fact, it was already hanging here before my parents bought the villa. I guess the previous owners liked it very much and kept the painting.
Come down."
"Okay." I interrupted the conversation between the two of them, and then asked Zhang Mo: "Do you think there is anything wrong with this painting?"
"No." Zhang Mo replied and continued walking upstairs, and the others immediately followed. But at this time, I noticed that Lin Qianyi stopped in front of the oil painting.
"Sister Lin, what's wrong?"
Lin Qianyi looked at the oil painting a few more times, then shook her head and said: "It's nothing, I just think this painting is a bit creepy. Why should a family portrait use a basement with nothing as the background?"
Creepy? After hearing what Lin Qianyi said, I looked at the painting again, but apart from being a little amazed that the Japanese painter could make the oil painting look so like a photo, I was not as impressed as Lin Qianyi.
Strange feeling.
"Forget it, it's probably my imagination." Lin Qianyi turned around and continued to walk up behind San Pang and the others.