There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 950: Jiangtian Apartment

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Jiangtian Apartment.

Fifth floor.

Apartment 509.

Papa, papa, quiet footsteps sounded from the concrete staircase at four o'clock in the morning.

Fang Zheng carried a luggage bag containing personal toiletries and walked into the apartment building. There is no elevator in the apartment building. He needs to walk all the way up to the fifth floor.

Before he came.

Gao Shuhua has arranged a place for him to live.

Gao Shuhua keeps the Gao family in the apartment and is responsible for monitoring the situation in this old apartment building, as well as the entry and exit of various people.

At this time, there is only one luggage bag on Fang Zheng's body.

The knife case, the guitar backpack, are not on his back.

Of course, controlled knives cannot be carried on the plane.

So Fangzheng took the internal arrangements of the Gao family and took land transportation, and the Gao family brought him to Nanyue. The land transportation will take about two or three days, and it will arrive tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

This apartment building has been established for a long time after all.

People walking in the space is a little depressing, and the stairs are not well ventilated, and the smell is not good.

Although lime powder has just been painted in recent years, the sea in the southern Guangdong area is hot and humid. It is estimated that the wall tiles behind the lime powder have already become moldy, and there is a lingering mildew smell in the nose.

In Fang Zheng's mind, he jumped out of a passage that he had learned in Chinese textbooks when he was a child.

"Other than gold and jade, there is failure in it".

According to some simple information he found on the Internet.

Jiangtian Apartment was built in the 1960s.

The building is eight stories high.

The investor is a big Hong Kong boss.

Later, due to various reasons, the apartment buildings changed owners several times, including hotels, restaurants, and shopping malls, but business was bleak every time, and they closed down within a year.

It's like Feng Shui is not right, any business will be closed down.

Until later, after it was converted into an apartment building for rent to tenants from all over the world, it did not close again this time, and it has been operating from the 1990s to the present.

So, this apartment building is very old.

According to the life expectancy of a person, it is now considered to be fast entering the old age, and in another ten or twenty years, it will be a dangerous building waiting to be demolished.

Click.

With a crisp sound, the square figure of the hand luggage finally came to the aisle on the fifth floor.

One or two minutes later, Fang Zheng saw a bowl of raw rice at the door of a household, with incense sticks on the raw rice.

Beside the raw rice, two joss sticks were lit.

In addition, there is a copper basin, in which there are burnt paper money ingots ashes.

Fang Zheng stared in surprise.

"I heard that the people here still retain a lot of traditional culture, such as metaphysical and feng shui. Many people will burn paper money ingots at the door of their homes, lay people’s meals, and call souls. Relatives go home to meet, meet for the last time, and talk about the pain of missing...Unexpectedly, when I first came, I encountered this unique tradition."

It's a coincidence that 509 is next door to that house.

The apartments on the left and right sides of 509 are 511 and 507 respectively.

In the apartments on both sides of the corridor, the apartment numbers on one side are odd numbers.

The apartment numbers on the other side are all even numbers.

This is very convenient for people to find the apartment number.

The resident who burned paper and money at the door to put money for the dead was apartment 507. Opposite apartment 507 is apartment 508.

Perhaps because it's still early, the office workers haven't gotten up yet, the doors of the house are closed, the whole corridor is deserted, and Fang Zheng is alone.

"The deceased is the big one, go all the way well. I just passed by, there is no wonder."

If Fang Zheng wanted to walk to the door of Apartment 509 and knock on the door, he must first pass Apartment 507. Therefore, when passing by incense candles and meals for the dead, Fang Zheng did not disrespect the deceased, and did full courtesy.

And when I came to the door of 509 apartment, knocked.

Knocking, knocking.

Fangzheng left his luggage bag, raised his right hand, and tapped his knuckles on the door, but after waiting for two minutes, no one came out to open the door.

Knocking.

Fangzheng knocked on the door a few more times. People stood at the door and waited for a few minutes, but no one opened the door for him. Even the voices responded, but there was no footsteps in the room.

The room behind the door is quiet.

It seems that there is no one living there?

Fangzheng tried a few more times, and indeed no one in the room responded.

"Is it because the apartment room number is wrong? This Gao Shuhua is too unreliable, right." Fang Zheng frowned.

He rushed over so overnight, all the way to the dust, but he didn't know that he had a closed door when he came to the ground.

Founder took out his mobile phone and checked the apartment room number again.

That’s right.

It is indeed Apartment 509.

The man stood at the door, pondering for a moment.

The Eye of the Pregnancy!

There was cold light floating in the fundus of Fang Zheng's eyes, but no abnormality was found.

Sniffed the nose a few times.

There was no **** smell in the air at the door.

Temporarily ruled out the possibility that the Gaojia surveillance site was wiped out due to exposure. It seems that something happened temporarily.

Fangzheng stood with his luggage in his hand and waited for another ten minutes. At this time, many tenants living in the apartment building were already preparing to get up early for morning exercises, or get up early to buy groceries at the nearby vegetable market.

People are looking at Fang Zheng who is standing in the corridor with doubts and surprises.

At this time, a very fashionable young man who was about to go out for a morning jog, saw Fang Zheng waiting at the entrance of the 509 apartment, first took off the wireless sports earphones on his ears, and then enthusiastically asked: Looking for someone?"

Fang Zheng saw the enthusiasm of the other party, so he pretended to smile and said, "Yes, I just graduated from university and originally planned to come to Nanyue to join a friend introduced by my relatives. But I seemed to come at the wrong time, and I stood outside the door and waited. No one came out to open the door for more than ten minutes, as if someone just happened to be away."

The young man on the morning jogger smiled and said: "At this point, he should be going out to buy takeaway."

After finishing speaking, the young man in the morning jogger raised his wrist and looked at the time on his watch, and then said: "He will be back in about five minutes or so."

Hearing this, Fang Zheng was surprised: "How do you know so clearly?"

The young man on the morning jogger said with a sunny smile: "I go out for a morning jog at about this point every day. The newly moved residents of Apartment 509 have been able to see when I go out for a morning jog every day for the past ten days. He bought takeaways back."

It turned out to be bit detail control.

Fangzheng thanked the other party: "Thank you, we may be neighbors in the future, don't know what to call?"

"Just call me Chen Yi. Chen from the ears of Chen, Yi Qi is the head." The young man introduced himself in the morning jogger.

"Oh, it's a coincidence. My surname is Chen too. I don't think we are still my own family. My name is Chen Chichi."

Fang Zheng cheekily stretched out his hand to shake hands with the other party.

Chen Yi was also very happy to meet his family. The two talked very happily.

When Fangzheng watched Chen Yi go downstairs for a morning run, at this time, a man of about 30 years old with a plastic bag in the stairwell walked into the corridor on the fifth floor.

The man walked straight to the 509 apartment. When he saw Fang Zheng standing at the door, the man was taken aback.

This is obviously the identity of Founder.