Here Lies The Wicked

The right approach is simple.

Etc.

Wait for the neighbor's aunt to open the door and find them.

He doesn't believe that if there was a ghost in room 502, the people who lived next door wouldn't be scared and scared all day?

The older he gets, the more he believes in it.

Sure!

Fang and the old cleric stood in front of Grandma's door for a few minutes, the burglar door opened a small stitch again, the neighbor next door's mother's head, poked out the door again.

Auntie has been sneaking around behind the cat's eyes.

“Why haven't you left yet, standing in front of my door...” The aunt hurried and said, turning around and looking at her house, seemed afraid that she would upset her son again.

“Excuse me, we seem to be early. The next door is not back during the day. I was wondering, can we borrow your balcony and go into room 502 next door? ”

The person responsible for peeling the old lady is naturally an old cleric.

When she heard about the balcony, she immediately changed her face: "No! My son will be unhappy! ”

The old god stick saw the aunt's attitude resolutely. As the old man, he was naturally very experienced. The old god stick began to ask other questions in a detour, intending to pull closer first, then continue to raise the matter of borrowing the balcony.

The old priest started asking about the neighbor's aunt. Why are you so sure, room 502 next door, it's not clean?

At the same time, the old priest also said that everything has a cause, and only if the cause is found can the symptoms be drugged, once and for all.

And little hint, if there is something really unclean sneaking around, sooner or later, people in the neighborhood will be in trouble, even if they don't get in trouble, sooner or later, because they are affected, the family is very ill, and people who have come into contact with ghosts will have bad luck.

The neighbor's aunt hesitated for a while. She was scared of the things in room 502. When she hesitated, she looked at room 502.

“Mom, isn't that the guy who just sold insurance, here we go! ”

At this time, in the house behind the aunt, there was a young man around the age of twenty, with a dirty head, a mustache that didn't scratch, two dark circles in his eyes, an old cell phone in his hand a few years ago, and a slightly vague breath, walked in viciously.

Exactly the grandmother's son.

As soon as his son saw Fang Zheng and the old god stick, he shouted politely: "It's you again! I'll tell you what religion we don't believe in. I hate fake monks like you, fake monks. You have hands and feet, but you cheat on the old man's money. If you don't leave, I'll just call the property to bomb people! ”

Just!

When the next second, Fang was putting out a thousand dollars in cash, and the grandmother and son took the money, they immediately and kindly invited Fang Zheng and the old god stick into the house.

Sitting in front of the coffee table in the living room, the old god stick watched the tea cup being washed in the kitchen, making tea for their aunt and son, while worrying about the 1,000 yuan, secretly asked Fang Zheng, how can you tell that the aunt and son are short of money?

Fang Zheng's explanation is simple: “Look at his son, he doesn't repair the edges, he keeps his long nails, and he holds an old style phone from a few years ago. It's not a weekend or a holiday, but he doesn't work at home. Isn't it obvious that he ate the old people who haven't worked for years? ”

They don't know what to say to people like that.

If you understand, you won't be an old man at home.

There are only four words for this type of person, and people are short on poverty.

So it has to be cured by money.

“Old god stick, I don't believe you old river and lake can see such a shallow spot. When you see it, you deliberately ask me that again. This butt is too obvious. ”

“Do you want to kiss my ass and raise my salary? ”

Old Goddess stick hey hey smile.

In front of the outsider, the fairy wind of the bones, in front of him who knows the bottom line, is never more than three seconds handsome.

Next, the aunt and her son, sitting aside, were sitting with the old cleric, who began to ask her about room 502.

“This matter is on my mind, big, about a week ago… it has to start about six or seven days ago…” Auntie began to talk about things intermittently, with care.

Older people usually sleep poorly.

Sleep early and wake up early.

Sleep one night and wake up at least four or five times.

About six or seven days ago, she woke up once in the middle of the night and heard a slight movement in the house. At first, she was confused and couldn't hear what it was. Later, when people woke up, she heard it. The sound was similar to the sound of nails pulling wooden boards, such as bedroom doors, cabinet doors, wardrobe doors, etc.

This is not happening every day, or occasionally, but occasionally, and every time it lasts for a short time, but certainly not during the day, only at night, but in the daytime, my aunt went through the cabinet and didn't find any traces of so-called nail pulls.

It doesn't look like there are thieves hiding in the house, or rats hiding in the closet eating or grinding their teeth.

In those days, the old lady was sleepless almost every day, and she couldn't sleep at night. Even if the mouse sticker was placed in every corner of the house, it wouldn't work. When the noise should be loud at night, the sound would still appear every few days when the nail flexed at midnight. Later, one night, Auntie finally couldn't stand the sound, woke her up and went to the source at night.

At first, it didn't go well because the nail pulled the sound, intermittently, and the sound continued to be short.

But then, the source of the sound was finally found by the aunt, and the sound was not from her own home! It's from room 502 next door!

Speaking of this, the divine colour on her face was obviously a little alarming, and even if she held a hot teacup with her hands, she still seemed unable to find a sense of security.

“I remember very well! Those days, the son of Chen Jianbang's family disappeared for several days. The Chen Jianbang family were all outside looking for their missing son. During the summer vacation, their daughter was also taken to Grandma Rural's house. Once the Chen Jianbang family stayed at night, no one lived at all! Even if Chen Jianbang came back occasionally, he came back during the day to pick up some things and left in a hurry! ”

“There is no one in the family, but every night, strange nails pull the door panel, the kind of noise coming out of the cabinet door, Taoist, Taoist, you said, could it be that the house has not been inhabited for too long, the popularity is weak... so, it is easier to provoke something unclean to come to the door... is Chen Jianbang's son's disappearance also related to... unclean things? ”

“Mom, how come you didn't tell me so much at home?” He was sitting there playing games with his cell phone, his grandmother and son, frowned, said.

The old lady whispered and complained: “I called you and your father, but all you know is to play with your phone every day, every day, sleep like a dead pig at night, I can't wake up how your father calls you. ”

“What happened then? Have you talked to the owner of 502 about this?” The question is Square.