There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 761: The noise in room 502
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Founder's method is very simple.
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Wait for the neighbor aunt next door to open the door and look for them.
He doesn't believe it. If room 502 is really haunted, wouldn't the person living next door be in fear and fear all day?
The older this person is, the more he believes in this.
Sure enough!
Fang Zheng and the old **** stick, after standing at the door of the aunt's house for a few minutes, the anti-theft door opened a small slit again, and the head of the aunt next door peeked out of the door again.
The aunt has been behind the cat's eye all the time, quietly watching the situation outside the door.
"Why are you still standing in front of my house..." The aunt drove people away, turning her head and looking at her house as she said, she seemed very afraid that her son would be upset again.
"Excuse me, we seem to be here early, and the person next door has not returned during the day. I want to ask, can we borrow your balcony and enter room 502 next door?"
The one who is responsible for wrangling with the aunt is naturally the old **** stick.
When she heard that she wanted to borrow the balcony, her face changed immediately: "No! My son will definitely be upset!"
The old **** stick sees the aunt's resolute attitude. As an old Jianghu, he is naturally very experienced. The old **** stick starts to ask other questions in a roundabout way, intending to get closer first, and then continue to raise the issue of borrowing the balcony.
The old **** stick began to inquire about the aunt next door neighbor, why is so sure that room 502 next door is not clean?
At the same time, the old **** stick also said that everything has a cause, and only when the cause is found can the right medicine be prescribed, once and for all.
I also hinted that if something unclean is really causing trouble, sooner or later it will harm people nearby. Even if it doesn’t cause trouble, sooner or later it will be affected. The whole family is sick and in contact with ghosts. Those who have passed will have bad luck again and again.
Under the flick of the old **** stick, the neighbor aunt next door hesitated for a while, and she could see that she was very afraid of the things in room 502. When she hesitated, she kept looking at the next door with flustered eyes. Room 502.
"Mom! Isn't that the person who just sold insurance? Here again!"
At this moment, in the room behind the aunt, there is a sloppy, unshaven beard, eyes with dark circles under the eyes, holding an old style mobile phone from a few years ago, and a somewhat vain-looking twenty-year-old. The young man walked over with a fierce look.
It's the aunt's son.
As soon as the aunt’s son saw Fang Zheng and the old **** stick, he immediately cursed unceremoniously: “It’s you again! I tell you, our family doesn’t believe in any religion. I hate your kind of fake monks, fake Taoists, obviously. If you have hands and feet but specialize in defrauding the money of the elderly, if you don’t leave, I will directly call the property to bombard the people!"
Just!
In the next second, Fang Zheng took out one thousand yuan in cash. After the aunt's son accepted the money, he politely invited Fang Zheng and the old **** stick into the house.
Sitting in front of the coffee table in the living room, the old **** stick watched in the kitchen busy washing tea cups and making tea for their aunt and son. While feeling sorry for the thousand yuan, he secretly asked Fang Zheng, how did he see that the aunt and son were short of money? of?
Fang Zheng’s explanation is very simple: "Look at his son, he is not razor-sharp, he has long nails, and he is holding an old style mobile phone a few years ago. Today is not a weekend or holiday but he is playing with his mobile phone at home. Going to work, isn’t it obvious? At first glance, it’s the gnawing old people who haven’t gone to work for several years."
They don’t understand what the truth is to such people.
If you want to understand, you won't be an old man at home.
This kind of people have only four characters, and they are poor and short-sighted.
So it has to be cured by money.
"Old **** stick, I don't believe you, the old rivers and lakes, can't see such a simple point. After you saw it, you deliberately asked me that. This flattering is too obvious."
"Do you want to flatter and process capital?"
The old **** stick smiled.
In front of outsiders, he is immortal, and he will always be handsome for no more than three seconds before he knows everything about him.
Next, the aunt sat with her son, and Fang Zheng sat aside with the old **** stick, and the old **** stick began to ask the aunt about room 502.
"This worry is pressing on my heart, it's big, it's about a week away...The course of the matter must be about six or seven days ago...speaking." The aunt started to talk about things intermittently with scruples. go through.
Older people usually sleep lightly.
Go to bed early and wake up early.
Wake up at least four or five times in one night.
About six or seven days ago, the aunt woke up in the middle of the night and heard a very light movement in the room. At first, she was confused and couldn't understand what it was. Later, when people woke up, the aunt could hear clearly. , The sound is similar to the sound of nails moving wooden boards, such as bedroom doors, cabinet doors, and closet doors.
It doesn’t happen every day, but it happens occasionally, occasionally not, and the duration is very short each time, but it definitely doesn’t happen during the day, but it only appears at night, but in the daytime, the aunt rummaged through the cabinets in the house. , Did not find the trace left by the so-called nail buckling.
It's not like a thief hiding in the house, or a mouse hiding in the cabinet to eat or grind their teeth.
In those few days, my aunt suffered from insomnia almost every day and couldn't sleep at night. Even if there were mouse stickers in every corner of the house, it didn't work. It was still noisy at night when it was supposed to be noisy, and the sound of nails scratching in the middle of the night was still the same. It will appear every few days. Later, one night, the aunt finally couldn't stand the torture of this kind of sound. She woke up her wife and went to find the source of the sound at night.
It didn't go well at the beginning, because the nail clicking sound was intermittent and the continuous sound was very short.
But later, the source of the sound was finally found by the aunt, and the sound did not come from my own home! It's from room 502 next door!
Speaking of this, the look on the aunt's face was obviously a little alarmed, even though she was holding the steaming tea cup in both hands, she still couldn't find a sense of security.
"I remember very clearly! In those days, Chen Jianbang’s son was missing for several days. Chen Jianbang’s family was looking for the missing son outside. During the summer vacation, his daughter was also taken to the rural grandmother’s house. No one lives at all! Even if Chen Jianbang comes back occasionally, he always comes back during the day to pick up some things and leave in a hurry!"
"There is no one in the house, but every night, there are strange nails that click on the door panel, and the sound of the cabinet door comes out, Dao, Master Dao, do you think it’s been too long in the house? Living, the popularity is weak...so, it is easier to provoke unclean things to your door... Could the disappearance of Chen Jianbang’s son also be related to... unclean things?"
"Mom, so many things have happened at home, why haven't you told me?" The aunt and son who were sitting while playing games with their mobile phone frowned and said.
The aunt complained in a low voice: "Your dad and I called you, but you only know how to play with your mobile phone every day. You play for a whole day. At night, you sleep like a dead pig. Me and your dad You can't wake up no matter how you call it."
"What happened later? Did you ask the owner of 502 to explain this matter?" Fang Zheng asked.