Chapter 033
Chapter 033
In this case, we have fewer worries. The three of us nodded in tacit understanding and walked into the house cautiously. The exit of the attic is at the end of the second floor. We each found some self-defense items. Just as we were about to go upstairs, Lin Tian ran into his room. Before I could react, he came out with a few rags. He said, "Why are my clothes like this?"
Ding Ding pointed at the extinguished torch in my hand and said that it was burned by Tan Xi!
I glared at him and said to Lin Tian, just pick up something first and I’ll change into it.
Lin Tian looked at me for a while and said, "Tan Xi, you really have the guts to do this. My clothes are very valuable."
I said you might have lost your life just now. If you died, I could burn some good things for you.
Lin Tian shrugged, said forget it, then ran to my room, put on some clothes and followed me.
I took the lead and walked in front. The stairs leading up to the upper floor were also quite old and creaked when I stepped on them.
I held the candle and took every step carefully, fearing that the man was hiding somewhere and would suddenly hit me with a stick.
But fortunately, we walked safely along the way and didn't hear any sound except the footsteps of three people.
When we came to the attic exit, the hole was just above our heads, only about one meter square. It was still a long way from the ground, and the ground was covered with wooden planks. If someone jumped down, we would definitely hear it.
Ding Ding looked up for a while, stretched out his hand tentatively, but it was obviously out of reach. He asked me where the ladder was.
I pointed to the corner in the other direction. Although it was pitch dark, I could still see a ladder lying on the ground.
Lin Tian lowered his voice and asked me, you said this person didn’t have a ladder, how did he get to the attic?
I shook my head and said I didn't know either. Unless he was two meters and five centimeters tall, which was possible, I couldn't figure out how he got up there.
Tintin said it was not easy, there must be more than one person. He went up, and someone else took away the ladder, it was that simple.
I said no, look at the ground, there are quite a few footprints, but there is nothing else except our footprints, which means that this person has been on the roof for some time, at least before the dust on the ground increased.
Lin Tian raised his head and looked into the dark hole and asked, "That person can hear what we are saying now, right?"
I nodded. This brick and wood house was not very soundproof, so our words would definitely be heard. But it didn't matter if they were heard. The purpose was to make the people in the attic more nervous than us. Maybe they would know there was no way to escape and give in automatically.
We placed the candle in the middle and sat around it. No one spoke, and we all listened attentively to the movement in the attic.
I don’t know how long I sat there. The person in the attic seemed to be dead. He didn’t respond at all. We couldn’t even hear his footsteps.
Lin Tian and I almost suspected that we were dazzled, but after all, we saw it at the same time, so there was no chance of dazzlement.
I was covered in blood and the smell was so strong that I couldn't stand it. I leaned against the wall and took a nap. Who knew I would fall asleep right away ? Lin Tian and the others didn't wake me up until dawn.
I rubbed my eyes and checked the time. It was already eight o'clock and the sky was already bright. But only Lin Tian was still guarding here.
I asked him where Ding Ding was, and he said Ding Ding couldn't hold on any longer, so I watched over him for a while and then let him go to sleep.
I saw that Lin Tian had dark circles under his eyes, and it seemed that he had been guarding all night alone. I said I would watch from here, and he went to wash up first, and woke up Ding Ding, and we would go up together later.
Lin Tian nodded, said nothing, just stretched and went downstairs.
I looked at my clothes. The blood stains had dried and they were stiff to wear. I guess I was used to the smell and didn't feel sick anymore.
When the day dawned, I could see clearly in the room. I looked up at the attic and vaguely saw the box where my grandfather used to store his sundries. It was inevitable that I would think of him. I remembered seeing my grandfather's face last night. I guess after my grandfather died, his soul was also sucked away by the human-faced tree in the yard. I felt that this tree could not be kept, and I didn't care whether it was one of my ancestors.
I was lost in thought when I suddenly heard a loud noise above my head, as if someone was moving something in the attic.
I was startled and shouted downstairs.
Lin Tian and Ding Ding ran up quickly, but the noise stopped immediately, as if it had never happened.
Lin Tian asked me what happened?
I lowered my voice and said that someone in the attic was moving!
Both of them looked startled, and Lin Tian ran over to get the ladder. Ding Ding and I picked up our tools and prepared to go up to the attic.
As soon as the ladder was set up, I took the first step forward, but Lin Tian suddenly pulled me and whispered, "With your physique, others can kick you down with one kick, so get out of the way!"
After saying that, he took the stick from my hand and walked up without waiting for me to object. I was afraid that something might happen to him, so I hurriedly followed him.
As I climbed up, I realized that the ladder had not been used for a long time. There was countless times more dust on it than on the ground, and there were even spider webs. Every time I stepped on it, it creaked, as if it would fall apart at any time.
Ding Ding was busy stabilizing himself down there. I looked up at Lin Tian in front of me and saw him clinging to the ladder with one hand and holding the stick tightly with the other. I carefully poked my head in and looked inside.
But as he took a look, he was suddenly stunned.
I thought something had happened, so I quickly pulled his trouser leg and asked in a low voice what he saw.
Lin Tian turned around after a while, looked at me worriedly, and said that there was no one upstairs.
I was also surprised when I heard it, and hurriedly looked at Ding Ding. He was even more puzzled than me and said that it shouldn't be possible. There couldn't be a ghost in this building. Could it be that the man really jumped off the building and ran away?
I said no, if we jump from here we will at least break a leg, there is no way we don't know that.
I looked at Lin Tian again and found that he looked very strange, as if he had not finished speaking. He hesitated for a while before saying, "There is something else on top... Come and see for yourself."
The doubts in my heart suddenly became heavier. If there was no one up there, then what else could be there besides the waste that my grandfather had stored away?
After Lin Tian finished speaking, he climbed up to the attic, and I hurriedly followed him.
But when I looked inside, I felt like I was struck by thunder! I couldn't believe what I saw.
Ding Ding was shouting anxiously behind me, saying, "Tell me what you saw!"
I just felt my mind go blank and my hands and feet started to tremble. If Lin Tian hadn't pulled me back, I would have almost fallen off the ladder.
I saw a coffin placed in the middle of the attic, exactly the same as the one I had been dreaming about every day during this period!
I slowly walked to the side of the coffin and saw that the lid was closed very tightly. I didn't know whether there was a corpse lying inside or a person sleeping.
Lin Tian winked at me, and I understood what he meant. Perhaps the person hiding in the attic is now hiding in the coffin!
But at this time, I didn't have the courage to open the coffin. The dream kept running through my mind. I was afraid that after I opened it, I would find that the person lying inside was me!
Ding Ding followed and climbed up. When he saw the coffin, he was stunned for a moment. He said, "Tan Xi, your house is so weird. Not to mention the human-faced tree, why do you like to put the coffin upstairs?"
As he spoke he walked up to me and asked me whose coffin this was.
I shook my head and said I didn’t know, it was mine in the dream…
Ding Ding was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized something. His face suddenly changed, and he said, Tan Xi, the ghost sign is about to appear!
Lin Tian didn't know much about this matter, so he asked casually, "What kind of ghost omen is this?"
Ding Ding said, this is the dream you and Tan Xi had together, now everything is there. The only thing missing is Tan Xi's mother...
I swallowed and was so flustered that I didn't even know where to put my hands.
Ding Ding was right. The old house, Lin Tian, the coffin, everything in the dream appeared except my mother...
But the more this happened, the more I dared not open the coffin in front of me.
Lin Tian seemed to know my worries. He reached out and patted me on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, things have to be solved one by one. So many things have happened during this period, and none of them are impossible to overcome."
I know he was trying to comfort me, but after all, a few words could not relieve the worries in my heart. But I can't always show my weak side, because in the end, I have to face it.
I took a deep breath, took the wooden stick from Lin Tian, and said, it’s okay, let’s open the coffin first, maybe the person is hiding in it now.
Lin Tian nodded and winked at Ding Ding. Ding Ding understood and walked forward and stood on the left and right sides of Lin Tian. I stood in front of the coffin, holding the wooden stick tightly, ready at any time.
The two men looked at me, and when they saw me nod, they reached out and pulled the coffin lid. With a bang, the coffin lid was pushed back.
I looked inside and saw that there was no one there. But even so, I was still shocked.
The coffin was filled with small red jars, which were the ghost tombs that Tintin mentioned were used to collect ghosts.
They were piled up one after another, and there were actually hundreds of them!
Ding Ding was also very surprised, he opened his mouth wide with an expression of disbelief on his face. After looking carefully for a while, he said in surprise, Wow, there are more ghosts than I have ever seen!
After saying that, he picked up one and saw that the jar was covered with red paper with many runes drawn on it with cinnabar.
I felt heavy-hearted and didn't dare to touch this thing. I lay down beside the coffin and took a good look. Seeing that each one was the same as the one in Tintin's hand, I asked him, are there ghosts in all these ghost tombs?
Ding Ding nodded and said, "Look, the ghost-suppressing talisman on it is intact, which means there must be a ghost inside. And judging from these runes, some ghost tombs contain ghosts that are very difficult to deal with."
He picked up another one at random, waved it in front of me, and said, for example, this one has three runes on it. One rune is enough for an ordinary ghost, and two runes at most for an evil ghost. The ghost trapped inside is at least at the level of a two-mouthed woman.
