The Haunted House in the Deserted Village Chapter 8: Painting Fragrance
Fatty Wu was so frightened that he peed and rolled to Bai Wuji's feet. But when he turned around, he only saw the black gate. He asked Bai Wuji, "What the hell is that? Did you see it?"
"It's okay, it's just a ghost, trying to bite you." Bai Wuji said, rubbing his eyes. The ghost face just now did not appear. Bai Wuji could see that it was a very ferocious ghost, but it did not appear.
No, he is not crazy. In other words, his yin and yang eyes are still working.
So why can't I see the Yin Qi after entering the village?
"Grandpa is scared to death, grandpa is scared to death, no, let's, let's go out, this place is not safe." As he said that, Fatty Wu was about to go out, but when he reached the door, he jumped back: "No, touch the door.
Bite me again, what the hell, nephew, give me a banana stick."
Bai Wuji handed Fatty Wu a banana stick. The Fatty carried the stick to the door and pushed the door hard twice with the head of the stick, but found that it could not be pushed at all.
"Hey? What the hell is going on? It's weird!"
"Meow meow!"
The little black cat started to meow and grinned at the door that Fatty Wu was pushing.
Fatty Wu looked back: "This little thing is so rebellious, you don't need to call the police! Damn it, I know there is a ghost behind this door!"
After saying that, Fatty Wu carried the stick, walked to the kitten, picked up the bag, and said to Bai Wuji: "Let's go, let's stay here."
"What might happen tonight, are you sure?"
"Don't worry, my uncle will take care of you if something happens... Okay, I can't push the door open, why don't you try?" Fatty Wu found that Niu 13 couldn't blow anymore, so he simply threw the stick to Bai Wuji.
Bai Wuji took the banana stick and came to the black door, but instead of using the banana stick, he stretched out his hand and touched the door gently.
A bone-chilling chill flowed down Bai Wuji's palm and into his body.
Yin energy, resentment, and ghost energy!
Although Bai Wuji couldn't see it, he could still feel it.
"It's weird, I can still see ghosts with my eyes, and I can feel resentment and ghost energy with my hands, but why can't I see the yin energy? What is covering my eyes?" Bai Wuji whispered to himself
He spoke, and then subconsciously reached out to push the door open.
The door was pushed open a small gap.
Pushed away? Then why couldn't Fatty Wu do it? Could it have something to do with his ability to fight ghosts? Damn it, Fatty also used banana leaves.
But it didn't matter. Since it could be opened, Bai Wuji decided to go out. But just as he was about to inform Fatty Wu, Bai Wuji's eyes followed the crack in the door and saw the outside world.
It's dark, the wind is howling, countless ferocious spirits, and ferocious-looking ghosts are floating outside... Do hundreds of ghosts walk at night?
Among these ghosts, there is even the eyeless and black-toothed ghost just now, but compared to the others, this ghost is quite gentle among them.
"Damn it, I'm not going to stop living outside, so I'd better live inside." Bai Wuji silently closed the door, turned around and shrugged at Fatty Wu: "You can't get out, the door is locked."
"I know the damn thing. Forget it, hurry up. Although this cat is rebellious, at least it knows how to bark. Let's take it to a house and wait for two hours. If it stops barking, we can sleep."
With that said, Fatty Wu picked up the black cat and the two of them walked into the depths of the yard.
The yard was very large, divided into eight small courtyards, and each courtyard had a small room. Fatty Wu chose the one on the east side, which seemed to be a bedroom. Choosing here, the fat man said plausibly: "I looked at this place.
This room has the best Feng Shui in the whole house. You see, this room carries the yin and embraces the yang, welcomes the sun and rejects the wind, has the mountain behind it and faces the water, and enjoys the cool air to nourish and nourish..."
"Okay, stop nagging. No matter how good the feng shui is, it's still a ghost village, and all the people are dead. These things are of no use." Bai Wuji said, walking towards the small house in the small house.
Fatty Wu didn't object at all, and nodded: "Yeah, that's right... But I guess there is still some evil in this village. The house itself is really nice... Hey, what does this smell like? It smells so good!
"
Halfway through his words, Fatty Wu was startled, and when he looked back, he realized that it was Bai Wuji who had opened the door to the small bedroom.
In the small bedroom that was supposed to be empty all this time, bursts of the scent of a woman came from...
"Didn't you say that this feng shui is good?" Bai Wuji stretched out his hand and pointed at the bedroom in front of him that smelled of fragrance.
"Yeah, it's so good that I can't bear to leave..." Fatty Wu shuddered and hummed, "It's a mistake this time. Come on, let's just change houses."
"Don't change it yet, let me see what's inside that smells so good." After saying that, Bai Wuji walked directly in. It wasn't that he wanted to cause trouble, but he was already at the door and he was a little curious, and the most important thing was
Yes, the smell in this room reminded Bai Wuji of Michelle's scent.
"Hey, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. Come back, nephew..." As he said that, Fatty Wu also followed in.
As soon as he entered the hut, Fatty Wu started waving the banana stick around in his hand and shouting: "Hey, let me tell you, I have been the master of the house for three generations, and I have seen more monsters and monsters than you have died in.
Why don't you hurry up..."
"Stop nagging, there are no ghosts in this house." Bai Wuji said, reaching out to grab the dancing Fatty Wu, and pointed to the south wall of the house: "That's where the fragrance comes from."
"Ah?" Fatty Wu was stunned for a moment, then turned around to look.
It was a painting, an ancient painting. The painting should be of a festive night. The streets were decorated with lights and fireworks. There was an ancient building in the painting. A woman opened the window and looked at the prosperity outside the window. The woman was very beautiful.
But his expression was a little sad, which didn't match the lively scene outside the window at all.
"Why does this painting smell so good?" Bai Wuji lowered his head and smelled it.
"Oh, um, yes, and it looks like it's old..." Fatty Wu's eyes lit up, and he took the painting off the wall with a swish, rolled it up a few times, and put it into his backpack.
"What the hell, what are you doing?" Bai Wuji stared at the fat man in shock.
Fatty Wu looked at Bai Wuji happily and said, "This painting looks old, so it will probably sell for a good price. I can't just make the deposit. Now that it's done, it won't be considered a loss."
When it comes to money, he is not afraid of ghosts.
After saying that, Fatty Wu was about to leave, but Bai Wuji said: "The fragrance comes from the paintings. You are not afraid of paintings, so why are you afraid of the fragrance in the house? This house is okay, just stay here tonight."
"
"Huh? That's true."
Fatty Wu nodded and left his backpack on the ground, and then the two of them began to look around the house.
It was the most normal ancient bedroom, with a bed, yellowed bed curtains, a table, and a few old wooden chairs.
"Come on, let's sleep for the night." After saying that, Fatty Wu lay down.
Bai Wuji had no choice but to share a bed with Fatty Wu. He thought he would not be able to sleep again tonight because Bai Wuji had already seen Fatty Wu snore yesterday.
But the strange thing is that not long after he lay down, Bai Wuji found that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and he gradually lost consciousness, and his spirit drifted into chaos.
"Sir, sir, who are you?"
"Sir, why do your eyes appear in the sky..."
"It's so dark and so bright...it's like there are two more moons."
"Sir, come with me. My world is very lonely. Come and stay with me, stay with me..."
"gentlemen……"
…
Bai Wuji opened his eyes suddenly and sat up suddenly! Looking around, there was no sound. Apart from the fat man's snoring, there was no other sound, and no one could be seen.
"Fat man, wake up. Hey, don't sleep. I'll fall asleep in a while. Did you hear anyone talking?" Bai Wuji pushed the fat man.
"Ah? No... no, don't make trouble. I have to compete with my employer tomorrow. Let me sleep for a while and think about my lines..." The fat man turned over impatiently.
"Help! Help! Someone save me, help me! I don't want to die!"
At this moment, a cry for help suddenly came from outside the door. It was a girl, crying heartbrokenly! The confused Fatty Wu also turned over and sat up.
And there were not only girls' voices outside, but also men's voices, two men. They were shouting and cursing: "You stinky girl! Can you shut up! They were crying to the sky and the earth. In a while, they would draw out the monsters in the room, and then...
It cost us both our brothers’ lives!”
"Hurry up and go in now. I'll kill you and save the lives of everyone in the house! This is a great act of justice! Hurry up and go in by yourself to avoid suffering any physical pain!"
"No...no! I, I beg you to let me go. I started serving the young master when I was nine years old. There is no merit but hard work. I beg you...don't let me in, don't..."
Bai Wuji and Fatty Wu were stunned when they heard this dialogue. They looked at each other, and Fatty Wu was stunned: "What, what's going on?"
"This...I want to know too." Bai Wuji also looked puzzled.
At this time, the door was pushed open by the yelling man!