Otherworldly Merchant

Chapter 177: The Haunted House (plus more)

When the little carpenter woke up, he had no recollection of what had happened yesterday, and he began to take out the sharpener and prepare for the furniture. Since the three of us are wearing the banner of a helper, we should naturally be busy before and after, so as not to expose ourselves.

In my leisure time, I talked to Cold Frost: "If that ghost comes back to the little carpenter tonight, we'll sneak up and see what's going on. ”

Cold Frost also wanted to close work early and leave this shithole, and immediately agreed: “That's it! ”

The biggest reason she hates it so much is that every guest who comes to pay her home will greedily gauge her as if she were a merchandise on a shelf.

This made the frost very uncomfortable, and on a few occasions, if I hadn't pulled it, she would probably have rushed right up to it.

Nor did he blame him. The eyes of these villagers in the rear creek village were too naked.

The little carpenter looked timid, but did something extra serious, clamping a broken pencil in his ear and punching out the big frame of the bed three or two times. The old payment was particularly satisfactory, with a plate of fried eggs being awarded at noon.

After eating, the little carpenter kept busy with the sun, and me and the three men, Frost and Sunglasses, chatted in the shade to relieve the boredom. The villagers in the village of Houxi saw such a scene, pointing a finger at us, all dissatisfied. I was kind of embarrassed to frost: “Shall we go help the little carpenter? The people in the village are going to eat us in the eyes. ”

Cold and cold, he swept through the crowd and said, "Are you staying here to be the son-in-law? ”

I was stunned and didn't understand what she meant.

Cold as a frost continued: "You don't live here forever, you don't have to fight with them. What do they want with us? After handling the peach blossom debt caused by the little carpenter, we leave immediately. Who's with their friends? ”

I think she makes sense, just relax reasonably.

Cold as frost watched the villagers gather to discuss it for a long time before it slowly broke apart and suddenly said to me: “Have you noticed that there is something strange about the village? ”

Strange?

I looked around and found nothing wrong.

"The residents here are predominantly men, and it seems that women rarely go out. Even when they go out, they are old, and there are no young women at all. ”

When she said that, I thought about it, as if I hadn't seen a young woman!

But the scream that came last night was like a young woman, but I couldn't be sure if it was true or not.

I found Cold Frost to be a very delicate person to look at things more thoroughly than I am. Previously, in the village of the elderly, it was found that she was also the one who had no livestock and poultry in the village.

Little girl, it's a good seedling!

Cold as a frost: “There may be something wrong, we'll keep an eye out later. ”

I nodded in the same spot as the sunglasses man.

Mixed into the evening with nothing to do, after dinner, the busy little carpenter couldn't hold up and fell asleep first. Soon, the whole of Rear Creek Village fell into silence. We agreed to wait for the female ghost to control the little carpenter, so we let the sunglasses man cut the hemp rope tied to the door with a dagger, lest the little carpenter wake up in the middle of the night and shock the old man with two bits.

I hadn't slept well last night, and now until midnight, my eyelids are starting to fight on their own. At this point, a little carpenter suddenly sat up from the ground and suddenly a sudden move surprised me. The little carpenter looked like an uninspired robot, curling his back heel to open the door, and then walked out without going back.

I exchanged my eyes with Cold Frost and said nothing to follow out. Before proceeding, I deliberately hid the door, but I was afraid to be spotted by paying twice.

The little carpenter walked slowly because he was curling his heel, painted dark around, but he could find his way without having to look. I followed him with cold frost and sunglasses, perhaps because I knew that cold frost and sunglasses were more reliable, even under such a night color, I was not very worried, very bottomed.

The little carpenter walked straight to the back hill.

Mountain roads are not easy to walk, the sky is scary and the moon is starless, and everything is covered in a dark, airless darkness.

Turning over a hill, there appeared a house in front of me, and I cautiously said, "Careful, everyone, it could be a ghost. Watch out for falling into a trap! ”

"It's a house, not a hallucination at all! ”

Really? I turned my face a little embarrassed.

When I approached it, I realized that it was a dilapidated temple with the words' South Amitabha Buddha 'written on the exterior wall. It was only a long time ago, and some words had been weathered.

I suddenly realized: "Remember when we first arrived in the village of Back Creek, the little carpenter said he was going to take us to the temple, it looks like this temple! ”

But shouldn't the little carpenter be looking for a ghost? What's he doing in the temple? Buddha in the temple, how dare a ghost approach?

I couldn't figure it out, and then I looked at it like it was cold, and I found that she had a strange face.

As a result, the little carpenter did not enter the temple at all, but continued along the temple to the back of the temple.

It took me a long time before Cold Frost and I discovered that there were several graves there. This shocked me even more. Who would have put their graves behind the temple?

With the arrival of the small carpenter, a dark fog appeared in front, and the fog slowly appeared in a shady ancient house, standing at the front door of a man, a woman and two paper men, photographed by two large red lanterns on top of their heads, which looked particularly bizarre and terrifying.

The little carpenter seemed to have been bewitched by something, pushing through the door and walking in.

Cold as a frost asked me, “What should I do? ”

What else can we do now that it's all bone-eyed? I didn't even think to say, "Follow me! ”

Cold and frosty, the sunglasses men rushed out first. When the two paper men saw him, they hugged him together and got kicked out by the man with the sunglasses.

We walked into the gate and discovered that the ancient house was full of gloomy and horrible smells, and the air was filled with rotting, moldy smells. Looks like this is the old house of the ghost!

The haunted house was decorated with joy and ocean, with red lanterns under its eaves, red satin everywhere, and a look of country happiness.

"The ghost dressed up like this must have been seducing a young man into marrying her, and not knowing how many people were killed. ”

As soon as her voice went down, I heard a woman sighing in the haunted house. The sound, seemingly nigh, but particularly loving, made one want to take her into one's arms immediately.

I can't believe my heart jumped in agitation!