Otherworldly Merchant

I've seen some worlds before. Mr. Shoubai smiled kindly and asked him to sit down.

Mr. Bai was not polite either and sat generously on the couch.

Only the sunglasses man was a little upset about his arrival. After all, he had been snooping around in the dark for a long time and the sunglasses man didn't find out. If he wanted to stab cold as frost in the dark, wouldn't it have killed him sooner?

Since we were going to talk about cooperation, Cold as Frost did not intend to be polite with Mr. Bai, and took out the photo and asked: “Mr. Bai, is this you? ”

Mr. Bai took a look at the photograph and suddenly his eyes suddenly shocked. The whole person looked like he had been devastated. His hands kept shaking with the photograph: “Where did you find this? There's no way there's this picture. ”

It appears that the person in the photograph is indeed Mr. Bai, which is why he is so excited.

Me and Cold Frost were smart and didn't ask much. After Mr. Bai calmed down for a moment, he said: "Yes, I'm the one in the picture. This was the scene when I came to Hangzhou with my master when I was thirteen years old. After more than 60 years, I also changed from a small child to an old man...” Mr. Bai seemed to be caught up in memories of the past, full of breath.

I couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Bai, why were you going to the haunted house? ”

Mr. Bai smiled: "My master and I are here specifically for the haunted house. At that time, there was a landowner in Hangzhou City. His son and others entered the haunted house and could not sleep. He hung his last breath and had to slip his legs at any time. My master was a famous Maoshan Taoist in the neighborhood, and the landlord introduced me to invite my master to save his son's life! My master thought that everything was rooted out. If you cure the mark without curing the book, then whatever you do is futile, so he took me to the haunted house.” Mr. Bai spoke here, referring to the photograph: “This is the day. At that time, I was very young and had to fight with my master, so I couldn't remember a lot of things. But there were other people in the haunted house at the time, and I don't know why they took it in the photo...”

I exchanged my eyes with Cold Frost without interrupting him.

Mr. Bai continued: “After my master entered the haunted house, he competed with the ghosts inside, but unfortunately he was too light an enemy, so he defeated. Not only that, but he was blinded by the devil. Me and Master escaped from the haunted house and learned that the son of the landlord was dead. The landlord thought my master was useless, he spread his anger on my master. Not only did he find a few villains to beat us up, he also spread rumours that he had no real talent. My master was angry and suddenly had a major illness. His health has been bad since then, and he has not died for long. His death touched me greatly, and then I simply hid my name, never mentioning that I was the heir of the Maoshan Taoist. But in one line, how careful or hard to hide, something really happened, I couldn't care less, then gradually gained some fame. But... I never thought I'd be dealing with this haunted house for the rest of my life. ”

When Mr. Bai finished, he sighed softly.

I nodded and gained a certain understanding of Mr. Bai's life.

Cold asks, "So why are you here? ”

Mr. Bai said: “For two reasons. First, my master was very melancholy and finally because of this haunted house, I, as his heir, if I could deal with the haunted house, would be fighting for the master! Secondly, I have also been watching the movement of the haunted house over the years. Its power is getting stronger and more people are dying. As the heir of Maoshan Taoist, I must not stand idly by. ”

I nodded admirably at the place and questioned: "Since your master has dealt with the haunted house, has he mentioned anything strange about it to you? ”

Mr. Bai laughed: “More than that, before my master died, he was confused and was talking to me about the haunted house every day. He said there was not just one demon in the haunted house, but a bunch of them, all sealed up in the house, unable to get out. After the Master's death, I was disgusted and had snuck in twice. But every time I returned without success, I entered the haunted house twice with the scouting water pelvis that Master left me. But I found nothing. Don't say a bunch of demons, I haven't found the shadow of a demon! ”

When Mr. Bai said this, he said to me with some confusion: "Naturally, my master won't lie to me. So where did the devil go? ”

Cold and frosty glanced at each other, and instead of looking at the camera, it seemed that the haunted matter in the haunted house was still related to this camera.

We didn't tell Mr. Bai, we just talked about the haunted house. Before Mr. Bai left, he said to me and Cold Frost: “I know you are not ordinary people, staying in the haunted house is always a scourge, if you can get rid of the good deeds of good deeds, please help me with the sword! ”

“Rest assured, we will never be alone!” Forget how sincere I said it.

Mr. Bai nodded satisfied and turned away.

After he left, Cold Frost and I began to study the history of the camera, and only knowing everything about it could find a way to subdue it. I suddenly thought that in the taxi before, the driver had told us that a big owner in Guangzhou had bought the land where the haunted house was located, but eventually it had not been developed, and when he returned to Guangzhou, his family was burned to death by the fire. I let Cold Frost search the internet for relevant news, and although it was a long time ago, I found some traces of it. Cold as a shunt, I finally found a picture of the big boss.

I immediately took the washed out photograph and matched it, and eventually found him in a black and white photograph. With his hands behind his back, he was wearing the most popular clothes of the '90s, and his pants were held up high.

Cold as frost picked up the photo, it seemed to find something: “Look here! His face was overexposed. Although it was a black and white photograph, it still felt a little red. Doesn't it look like a fire? ”

I glanced over and saw the big boss's blurred face with a little red tongue.

Cold and frosty immediately took out photos of the four college students accompanying Lin Li. Four college students in the photograph twisted their bodies into a strange angle, looking like a broken dead face falling from a tall building.

I was a little bit afraid to say, “Can a camera predict a way to die? ”

I studied it in a photograph, and it turns out that this inference is most likely correct. Some of the people in the picture have long tongues, like people who hang themselves; others have pale faces, like people who drown to death...

It seems that the moment they press the shutter, the camera has decided how they die.

Who the hell does this camera belong to? Why is it so powerful?