The stall was exposed to 60 million

Thinking of this, he quickly walked over.

Although the room was broken, the electricity was still running. Through the dim light, I looked at this ancient piece of furniture.

To be honest, if it's late at night, sleeping in this old house would be really scary.

There is an old mosquito net on this flower bed. Through the dust, it can be seen that it is the old thick white, awkward dragon-shaped hook, which hooks up one side, revealing a square embroidered long pillow on the head of the bed.

Looking at this kind of old object, Zhang Jingchun thought he was a little bit disgusted.

I really don't know what Lin Juan and Wu Haiyang think. They also live in this kind of place.

Especially this old-fashioned flower bed and embroidered pillows reminded him of horror movies like "Embroidered Shoes".

What about it?

Finding money matters!

First turn over whether there is a mezzanine under the bed.

Thinking of this, he approached the bed and found that there was a layer of dusty bedding on the flower bed.

The white edging and the woven coarse cloth quilt cover, as soon as you touch it, you know that this is the kind of home textile from the 60s and 70s, and it feels very rough.

I gently lifted a corner and found that underneath was the most popular straw mat in the 1980s. Looking at this straw mat, he couldn't help but remember that when he was young, he was lying on the straw mat with his grandma in the summer night. Sleep-sleep scene.

At that time, there was no fan, so grandma sat next to him, helping him with a fan, sitting under the big tree in the yard.

Listening to grandpa and dad talking about the strange things they encountered while working as a feng shui master, he heard his small eyes chuckle, and he was full of curiosity and yearning for the profession of feng shui master.

After opening it, it was found that there was already a wooden bearing below.

There is obviously no mechanism at the end of the bed.

He quickly walked to the bedside.

When I saw the rectangular pillow, I started to play drums.

This kind of stitched long pillow is out of sight now, he only remembers that his grandparents had this kind of pillow.

That said, this bed should have been unoccupied for many years.

But when I came to the bedside, I could still smell the scent of brain oil.

Can't help but cover his nose.

The windows of the room are very small. Although the sun is shining outside at this time, the room is still very dark.

When he wanted to grab the embroidered pillow, he always felt as if something was staring at him in the dark.

Sometimes a person's intuition is very spiritual, and when he subconsciously looks up, he suddenly finds that two glowing eyes are staring straight at him.

The whole body was black, and only those faint blue eyes could be seen, which made him "Yeah" in fright. His legs softened and he almost sat on the ground.

With a "meow", a black wild cat rushed out.

But Zhang Jingchun was so scared that he slapped his chest-mouth: "Oh my god, it scares me to death."

Hurry up and open the doors, windows, and all the windows. At this time, the room is brighter.

After adjusting his mentality at the door, he calmed down.

I thought that Lao Tzu, a feng shui master with a strong roots, is doing things to break evil and eliminate evil. Zhang Jingchun, I am afraid of wool.

Isn’t it just an embroidered pillow?

lift!

Thinking of this, he said nothing, grabbed it, and threw it to the ground.

The reason why I threw it so quickly, in the final analysis, is still afraid.

After all, it is human nature to be afraid of the dark, and with these hundreds or hundreds of years old houses, there is a bit of a shadow in my heart.

Looking at the sunlight coming from the window, looking at the embroidered pillow that fell on the ground, the dust rolled, except for the choking smell of dust, nothing unusual.

This was a long sigh.

Then lift up the mat and quilt together, revealing the wooden shelf under the bed.

Strange, why is there nothing?

I opened the phone and took a photo. Through the gap of the wooden bearing, I could see the thick dust under the bed.

Looking at the clusters of ash flocks under the bed, it is estimated that after the old bed was placed, it hadn't moved at all.

There is no under the bed, where would it be?

Just when he gave up this flower bed, he accidentally took a picture of the head of the bed and couldn't help but raise hope again.

There seemed to be something in the seat at the head of the bed.

Other places are wooden supports, and there is a horizontal wooden board at the head of the bed. There seems to be a pattern on the wooden board, so I quickly shined the light on.

There is a bat carved on that horizontal wooden board, and a vase below. The vase is very delicate. Although the paint is a little off, you can feel that this master engraver is definitely a skilled craftsman who integrates painting and carving.

There is an osmanthus flower in the vase, which is cleverly shaped, with the words "Fu Gui Tu" inscribed on it, one bat and one osmanthus, symbolizing good luck and wonderful.

There was a dent on the bottom, so I picked it up and pulled it.

Suddenly a rectangular opening opened. I'm going. Is there really a mechanism here?

Could it be that it is not 8 million in cash, but something worth 8 million in it, worth 8 million?

At this time, Zhang Jingchun was happy.

If you guessed it correctly, there should be priceless gold and silver jewelry.

He stretched out his hand to dig.

As soon as he was about to dig it, he heard the door slam shut. Zhang Jingchun, who was already highly nervous at first, was so scared that he screamed and sat on the ground.

The windows also closed with the shock of the door.

The whole room became extremely gloomy at once. Zhang Jingchun looked around with courage, only a vague outline could be seen around, and he could even hear a needle falling silently.

I go, there is nothing, and there is no wind. Why is this door closed?

Is it possible that something unclean has happened?

Thinking of this, Zhang Jingchun couldn't help feeling cold behind his back.

No, this must be clarified, or else I will definitely have nightmares in the future.

Thinking of this, he has to pass, but before he takes two steps, he feels an inexplicable pressure on his head.

Before he could figure it out, he felt a cold thing hanging on his neck.

It was extremely cold and had a sticky feeling.

"Ah, what..."

Although Zhang Jingchun has experienced strong winds and waves, and has seen many strange things, he is bold enough.

But before I followed his dad, I felt a sense of security in my heart.

Today, being alone made him feel inexplicable fear for the first time.

"Yeah..."

When Zhang Jingchun took a closer look, he discovered that it turned out to be a large snake with thin arms.

At this moment, the big flower snake was spitting out its core, trembling at high speed, as if it was about to give him a bite in the next second.

"Don't, Brother Snake, don't get excited-I, I didn't want to hurt you, we don't offend the river, can I raise my hand."

I don't know if the snake understood it, or the snake was also afraid of people.

Seeing Zhang Jingchun holding up his hands and not intending to attack him, he spit out his core while slowly descending from his neck.

He knew that the snake was cold in nature before, but he didn't expect it to be so cold.

It's like a hairtail just taken out of the freezer.

After the snake went down, he stood in a stalemate for a while, Zhang Jingchun took the initiative to move to the side of the bed, and the snake quickly got into the crack in the wall...

"Huh, this old baby is scared to death."

Zhang Jingchun let out a long sigh.

"It's getting late, I quickly find the money and leave. This old house is too crippled."

Zhang Jingchun walked to the bed again, thinking about digging into the small camera.

But when he was about to stretch out his hand, something even more terrifying happened to him.

"Fuck, click..."

I shone the light of the mobile phone to my hand, and my soul flew out of fright.

Two drops of blood dropped on my hand...