Chapter 160: Spirit Hall Ghosts Rising
"You guys know this place …… is haunted at night ……"
The dim light shone on the old woman's wrinkled face, and when she spoke, the light trembled eerily on those wrinkles.
"Granny ……," the octopus pursed his lips, his voice was soft, but very solemn opened his mouth, "we are here to solve this matter, can you tell us a little about the process?"
That old lady looked at the sky, and took out her cell phone to see a glance at the time, hesitated for a long time, seems to also want to solve the trouble at hand, finally, slowly opened his mouth ……
"You are aware of, the person who died is my family Miss ……" The old lady saw the two people on this name some surprise, then explained, "Miss family ancestors had won a scholar, and the imperial court imperial plaque, is considered a prestigious family, the family some rules have been passed down. Some of the family's rules have been passed down, we have been working here for a long time, and we are used to being called Master Miss ……"
She went on to say: "That night, the downtown theater screened a play called Peony Pavilion, the old master's legs are not good, I also followed to go, the play sung really good, the old master to see is also very happy, since that thing …… after that thing, never seen the old master so happy. "
The old lady paused, fearing that the two asked what, and then followed by saying: "After watching the theater has been more than ten o'clock in the evening, when I came back, I encountered some trouble ……"
The old lady pointed to point into the building's glass door and said: "It is this door …… how this door can not open, Miss alone at home, I thought she was afraid, locked from the inside, shouted a few times, but no one answered, the old man stood for a long time, it is a little angry, shouting the name of the young lady , Ah Yu ah …… open the door ah …… Ah Yu ah …… open the door ah ……"
The old lady learned to be exquisite, and just screamed.
"But the young lady still did not respond, the old master was going to call the driver back to open the door, but the driver is my nephew, has already left for home, I do not want to let him toss, so I pushed the door hard ……"
Speaking here, the old lady s face suddenly changed: "I should not have pushed the door …… should not have pushed the door ……"
"What happened, granny?" Octopus softly inquired.
The old lady took a deep breath, "As soon as I pushed open that door, I saw a face, a dead man's face, ghastly white, two eyes staring round, still flowing with blood and tears, the mouth open, also flowing with blood, the tongue spitting out long …… I was scared silly and stood there not able to move, when Master shouted the name of the young lady in alarm, I only reacted …… that face was actually the face of the young lady!"
The old lady's body trembled, remembering that scene, still seemed to be very scared, so the octopus held her arm and stroked her back, only slightly better.
"Miss …… was hanging from the door frame with a rope tied in her neck, strangled deep, and died a horrible death! I and the master two talents to carry her down, her body is hard …… Do you know, Miss has learned to dance, the body is very soft, out of that thing …… before, Miss will often do exercises in the yard, the small waist can be bent backward deeply, really very soft …… But she died just like that! She is still so young ah, heart and good, how could she hang herself, how can a good person not have a good reward …… is really pitiful!"
"Granny, then what …… happened later," asked the octopus in a small voice.
"Later …… later the master began to organize to the young lady burial thing, because the young lady is quiet by nature, the master and can not afford to put her body to the funeral parlor, then in the living room set up a hearth, your company also came to the people, arranged a lot of funerary supplies, the things are very good, I am afraid that it also cost the old man Quite a lot of money …… some friends and relatives get the news of mourning, also came over, according to the custom, need to stop the spirit of three days, but on the first night of stopping the spirit of the first night, there is a strange thing ……"
The old lady's eyesight some awe looking at the glass door, the door with a large white cloth covered, can not see the main hall in the spirit hall …… her body suddenly hit a cold war: "That night I clearly remember, is at zero hour at night, the clock in the living room struck twelve, Miss from the spirit hall in front of the Morgue bed stood up …… also from the stomach fell out a strange thing …… that thing all over the body full of dense eyes ……"
Speaking here, outside the gate of the villa resounded with the sound of a car's hooter, the old lady hurriedly stopped the narration, handed the octopus a set of keys, and hurriedly walked out, walked two steps and stopped, looked back and said, "…… Miss is a good person, even if she turns into a ghost, it's still a good ghost. You …… guys just solve the trouble, don t harm her ……"
"Granny ……" octopus cupped the key in his hand and asked after him, "Is there anyone else in this villa?"
Although he knew that asking would be in vain, the octopus still asked.
"No, now in addition to you guys, there is only the corpse of the lady …… and maybe that strange thing ……"
The old woman's figure disappeared into the doorway, and with it, the door closed with a bang.
The octopus's body shuddered a little with the sound of the door closing, shrinking its head and glancing at Meng Fan: "It's a little cold ……"
"Then go inside …… I also feel a little cold."
Meng Fan skimmed his mouth, although he is a cultivator, in the main Meng family has also seen a few ghosts, but heard the old lady to tell the matter, but still a little shudder, perhaps the environment of the eye infected the mind, only to feel …… cold.
"Don't want it."
Octopus can not help but lean toward Meng Fan, this time a wind, blowing the wreath outside clattering, like a few people in the non-stop words, but also like a child clapping, giving a creepy feeling …… octopus and closer to some, the body affixed to Meng Fan's arm, rustling shiver.
"Really so cold?" Meng Fan took a look at the blushing octopus, "…… or are you scared?"
"I, I …… how could I be scared!" The octopus nuzzled up its little mouth and waved the string of keys in its hand in front of Meng Fan, making a jingling sound, "You, you …… go open that door!"
Meng Fan glanced at the glass door that was covered by the white cloth, took the keys from the octopus, and slowly walked towards that glass door, while the octopus shrank its neck, its small hands clutched tightly to its chest, and took small mincing steps, following Meng Fan, also making the sound of its teeth cackling ……
"You need to relax …… I'm getting scared of you." Meng Fan stood in front of the glass door and looked bitterly at the octopus, "If you're scared, don't make this kind of money and go back to selling paper people ……"
"Not scared …… not scared."
The octopus was busy shaking her head, her ponytail waving around.
"Then I can open the door, open the door you can not back out ……"
Meng Fan rummaged through the keys, finally found the right one, inserted it into the lock eye, clicked, opened the door ……