Otherworldly Merchant

Uncle Nai shook his head after listening and sighed and said: "Just stay alive! The next morning, when he was conscious, I dissuaded him, insisted on going back to the apartment, and invited many Taoists to do the same, saying that he was going to avenge his wife. And eventually he didn't catch the ghost, and he and the Taoists all died inside. ”

“Really? ”

I bit my lip and my hair was unknown.

Although the vast majority of Taoists on the river and lake are fake, they will never dare to take on anything that would kill them. Since they dare to take on more than two brushes, none of them will die in the apartment, which is very clear.

“That scares you? The next thing is scary. ”

The old man saw me stunned, handed me a new Shijiazhuang cigarette, found a lawn and sat down and continued to talk.

Since the death of the male and Taoist priests, the master knew that he could not go to that room anymore, but also went to the temple outside to ask for some protection, and continued to observe. Though he felt powerless to stop the ghost in the apartment, he could warn everyone against it.

Within a week after the death of the man, the apartment was calm again, and the residents gradually came out of the shadows. When the old man was fine, he started talking to the people here, and even became friends with a few old men. When he was fine, he drank tea with them.

As friendship deepened, one of the old men, Wang, finally believed his words and went back to ask his son to move.

But the younger generation seldom believed that before they saw the truth, the son of the old prince not only listened, but also thought his father was superstitious.

Old Wang was angry, but he had a big fight with his son. Finally, he moved to the nursing home and grandpa and lived in a room. The two old men didn't play chess. It was nice to talk about what they had been through when they were younger.

This calm life lasted half a month and was finally broken again!

The old man slept until noon and he basically woke up at 6: 00 in the morning to take a walk. The old man thought he was sick and wanted to wake him up. He couldn't wake up no matter what he called him.

The old man said that the old king did not die in his own house, so he hurried out to scream, and found that he could not get out of his cabin in any way. The telephone and television had no signal at all, and was almost instantly isolated from the world.

The only good thing is that there's electricity in the house, but in this environment, the quiet lights become so scary.

Grandpa thought of a lot of ways not to run out, and eventually sat on the bed and smoked until he accidentally fell asleep.

After not knowing how long, the sleeping master was woken up, he looked up and found the old king standing in front of himself, his face grey and autumnal, his eyes surrounded by dark circles were so severe, it seemed like he had not slept for a long time.

“Old King? ”

The master looked at him in confusion, dumped his head, and when he woke up completely he asked: “What's the matter with you, why don't you go out and see a doctor? ”

He just remembered that he couldn't get out, and he sighed and wanted to talk to the old king. Who knew the old king was as if he knew he couldn't get out, stretched his hand over the master's mouth and raised a finger to indicate that he would not speak.

The old man thought the old king had found something and blinked at him. Unexpectedly, the angry old king suddenly laughed, the smile unusually demonic, not at all like a bad old man's face, but like a young girl in her early twenties.

“You, you, you...”

Sir is really scared this time, take a step back pointing to the old king and shouting: Get out of here and I'll kill you here!

He said that he took out the ash from the temple from under the pillow, in fact, he was totally pretending, he understood that the ash, even if true, could only defend itself, and could not hurt the powerful ghost.

After looking at each other for a while, the old king turned back into his own face. He looked at the old man with no expression on his face and said plainly: “Chen, I'm leaving, the children are here to pick me up. ”

After that, the old king turned around and left the room.

Grandpa said that since the kids are coming to pick it up, then go back! After all, the home is more comfortable than a nursing home. But when he looked at the old king, he reacted: How could he leave the room?

Grandpa quickly caught up with him and found himself walking out too. The ghost is presumably gone. He was relieved, but suddenly realized the problem: The old king said the child had come to pick him up. How could it be only him?

Following the old king's departure route, he found the old king walking in a strange posture, his arms stretched out exaggerated, walking stiff and powerless, like being held hostage, but he obviously had no one else around him.

The old man thought things were not good, so he chased after him with his scalp. On the way, he increasingly felt that the old king was obsessed with ghosts, because he was always careful what he said in his mouth. He looked to both sides as he said, undoubtedly communicating with the children beside him.

“Wang, come with me to the nursing home and get your things. ”

The master understood the logic of not being able to directly tear through dirty things. He could only take them intellectually, so he rushed to think of a way.

But the old king didn't seem to hear it, so he kept walking. He looked at him and was about to enter the apartment. The old man poured his heart over him and grabbed the old king and pulled him out.

But then suddenly there were several invisible hands, pushing hard!

After all, he was old, and an old king had been pushed to the ground without paying attention, and by the time he got up again, the old king had approached the door of the apartment. He bit his teeth and poured the ash on the old king's head, but he was bounced a few meters away by an unseen force.

“Young lady, I don't believe you. ”

Grandpa's fire was stirred up, he yelled at him, and he grabbed a stone from the side of a fake mountain and threw it over him. And this was the original calm night sky that suddenly 'clicked' on a lightning bolt that hit the high voltage wire directly over his head, and the disconnected wire accurately landed on the old king's head.

His body seemed to tremble as if stir-frying beans, and in a matter of seconds, fleshy aromas emerged.

The old king was electrocuted.

I watched my friend die in front of me, and Grandpa stunned. But then the corpse of the soft party stood up again, and the old king's burnt face appeared on that strange woman's face again. She licked the blood on her tongue and snagged her finger at the master!

The master knew that he would suffer something if he went on like this, and he went back while cursing and yelling.

The ghost manipulated the body of the old king, crawling on the ground like a snake, obviously trying to catch up. Good thing at this time, the sky drew another lightning bolt, blasting between the grandfather and the ghost, she made a move, and the grandfather took the opportunity to escape the apartment.

After that, the grandfather dared not enter the apartment at night. Usually, he saw people outside who did not know, so he had to warn them before or during the day to do the mobilization work.

People didn't believe it at first, but after two or three successive accidents, everyone knew the seriousness of the matter and moved out.

Many psychic enthusiasts thought of coming on an adventure after hearing the news. Most of them were persuaded to go back. Even those who entered quickly fled in fright!