First Chapter 17 My Birth Date
This was the first time in my life that I saw a physical dirty thing, or rather, the first time that I saw a dirty thing that looked most like a physical thing. I squinted my eyes, but could only see a standing silhouette. I couldn't tell the clothes, hairstyle, whether it was a man or a woman. At this moment, I could also feel Qin Yiheng's nervousness, because his aura also changed when he stood next to me. However, we just stood there confronting each other, and no one dared to move. Time seemed to freeze, and I tried hard to adjust my breathing to be steady, but I felt more and more chest tightness.
A few seconds passed, maybe a few minutes. In any case, in that situation, my concept of time must have been confused. Just when my nerves were stretched to the limit, the figure suddenly disappeared. I heard Qin Yiheng let out a long breath, and my face was already covered with cold sweat. Qin Yiheng quickly regained his composure and first found a flashlight in his bag and lit it up. People in our line of work usually don't use flashlights when entering a house at night, because the light of the flashlight is too obvious. In the middle of the night, it will blur other senses. What's more we do is originally a gloomy job, and most evil things are afraid of light. This fear of light is not that light has the function of dispersing them, but that they will instinctively hide in the dark, which is a bit like people usually like to turn off the lights to sleep.
There were many footprints on the ground of the house where the flashlight passed. It was already very messy and it was impossible to tell whether it was ours or someone else's. Qin Yiheng held the flashlight and moved towards the statue of Zhong Kui step by step.
I was afraid that the people who came before would suddenly jump out and attack us at this time, but I had no handy thing to defend myself, so I could only take out a big incense stick from Qin Yiheng's bag. Anyway, this thing looked like a stick in the dark, and it wouldn't scare the opponent, but at least it could give me courage.
I followed carefully from behind, and when I saw Qin Yiheng walk to the statue of Zhong Kui, he suddenly froze. Seeing that he was not moving, I instinctively stopped and asked him what was wrong. Qin Yiheng didn't say anything, but squatted down, as if he was looking at something on the ground.
I was still a few steps away from him, and although the flashlight was bright enough, I couldn't see clearly what it was. I carefully called Qin Yiheng again, and his body trembled slightly, and suddenly he said, Jiang Shuo.
I thought he called my name to let me come over, so I moved closer. When I got closer, I saw a wooden board on the ground. It seemed to be quite old, or painted with a dark paint. Anyway, the wood was in a very bad condition. There were even a few lines of words on the board. I looked at it carefully, and my head suddenly buzzed. How could my name and birth date be written on it?
Qin Yiheng was obviously shocked by the board. After a while, he turned around and told me that it was a coffin board. The origin was definitely unknown. Your name and birth date were written on the coffin board, and it was pressed in such an evil place. He didn't know what the specific purpose was, but he knew with his toes that it was definitely not a good thing. I didn't come back to my senses for a while. Although I heard every word of Qin Yiheng's words, I didn't remember a word. I was afraid that my head had become tiramisu. I couldn't think clearly. I could only light a cigarette and take a deep puff, then lean against the wall for a while, and then I felt that my mind was a little clearer.
I asked him, "What's going on?"
Qin Yiheng looked at me and suddenly said, "We must buy this house because it was bought by you a long time ago."
What Qin Yiheng said was so philosophical that I couldn't figure out the reason behind it. However, looking at his expression, I could guess a thing or two. I was afraid that this time we were in big trouble.
I asked him to explain it to me. He shone his flashlight outside the door, as if he was worried about the environment here. After hesitating for a moment, he pulled me into the yard and told me, "In ancient times, when building a house, especially for wealthy families, feng shui, craftsmanship, and even magic were all taken into consideration. Under the foundation of the house, a small personal ."
"If it is an official family, they will most likely bury a lock of the owner's hair in a brocade bag, and there are very strict requirements on the number of hair roots, and this lock of hair can only be an odd number."
"It is said that this is called 'gathering the house', which means to gather the popularity in the house so that it will not disperse. At that time, technology was not well developed, and labor was the foundation of a family's prosperity, so 'gathering the house' was adopted by many wealthy families."
"Compared to the official families, the local rich families don't have so many stories. They usually bury a few jars of gold and silver and call it a day. This has the same meaning of 'gathering wealth' and can also be used to prepare for future troubles. It is worth mentioning that if the head of the family is a woman, then when the house is built, a purse with a sentence written inside will be buried under the homestead. However, only she can know the content of the purse, and outsiders cannot understand it."
"In the ancient movies and TV dramas we watch, there is a saying that goes, 'You have to dig three feet into the ground to find it.' This saying actually comes from here, and what we are looking for is the 'Juzhai'."
"When a prominent family is executed or a tragedy occurs, the last thing the executioner does is to find the 'Ju Zhai'. They believe that only by finding the 'Ju Zhai' can the descendants of this family, whether they have escaped in the present world or the wronged souls who have turned into evil spirits, never return to their home, and thus have no way to find their enemies."
Qin Yiheng asked me for a cigarette, and I lit one. After listening to his story, I felt even colder.
He continued, "However, it is not enough to just have a 'Gathering House'. Houses are divided into Yin Houses and Yang Houses. This does not need much explanation. Yang Houses are where people live, while Yin Houses are tombs. But this is not inevitable. Many lonely ghosts who do not have Yin Houses to live in cannot enter the path of reincarnation and wander around the world. They always need a place to stay, and Yang Houses are a good place to stay. Therefore, in Chinese culture, there are things to protect the house in the hall, and door gods and stone carvings in front of the door. After a prominent family buries a 'Gathering House', they will press the owner's birth date and surname on the left side and a detailed list of materials on the right side under the two stone lions in front of the door. This simple explanation is... It is said that the house has an owner. In this way, no matter how big or small the demon is, they will stay away from it. It is worth mentioning here that not all lions in front of the door can play the role of guarding the house. If they are placed improperly, they will break the Feng Shui and bring disaster to the owner. First of all, the mouths of the two lions are open and closed, representing the meaning of breathing. The lions in front of the bank have their mouths open and closed, open to attract wealth, closed to keep wealth, meaning that money can only be eaten and not spit out. Finally, the stone lions in front of the ancient temple are male on the left and female on the right. You can probably understand it by looking at their mouth shapes. One is saying "A" and the other is saying "Mi". And any of these types, no matter which one is placed in the wrong order, will have the opposite effect. "
After listening to Qin Yiheng's explanation, I understood a little bit. According to what he meant, the one under Zhong Kui was my birth date. Doesn't that mean that this house is claiming to passers-by that I am the owner? And according to this calculation, there must be a strand of my hair under this house? Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel uneasy. I turned around and looked at this house - I can guarantee with my head that I have never been here, let alone buried a strand of my hair.
I asked him what he thought, and his eyes suddenly dimmed. He said he couldn't be sure now, and it was the first time for him to put the birth date under Zhong Kui. He was afraid that there might be some tricks that we didn't know. Now, the least we have to do is to confirm whether there is a "Ju Zhai" buried under this house. No matter who this "Ju Zhai" belongs to, we have to dig it out. He was worried that if his guess was correct, then this house was now using my life to pay for the things living in it. Moreover, even if his analysis was wrong, if he owned such a house, it would also reduce his luck.
In an instant, a chill spread all over my body. This house must have been beyond my imagination. However, this might just be our imagination, and it is not as evil as we imagined.
But I saw Qin Yiheng's expression was always gloomy, and my heart couldn't help but tense up. After finishing the topic, I realized that the cigarette in my hand had been burned out after just a few puffs. I lit another one and took a deep puff, and then I calmed myself down a little.
After that, we simply packed up our things. Maybe it was a psychological effect. When I walked into the house again, I couldn't just describe the fear in my heart. Thinking about it carefully, I actually felt a kind of awe. I don't know where this feeling came from, but I know that the problem of this house may not be so easy to solve. The way back was smooth, but I basically walked with one foot deep and one foot shallow. I tried to be strong for a long time, but my legs were still weak. Fortunately, we left the phone number of the taxi driver who brought us here. After calling and waiting for half an hour, the driver came and we got in the car and started the return journey. On the way back, I looked out the window and tried to think about something in my mind, but it was blank.
After returning to his residence, Qin Yiheng immediately called Liuzhi, but unexpectedly, his phone was turned off. I initially thought that he had gone to bed, after all, it was already late at night when we arrived at the hotel. However, the next morning, when Qin Yiheng called Liuzhi again, the phone was still turned off. Until noon, Liuzhi's call was not answered.
The sunlight came in through the window of the hotel. I opened the curtains and lay on the bed, forgetting the thrilling experience of last night. But Qin Yiheng was frowning. He stood by the window and thought for a long time. Suddenly he turned around and told me that he would find some construction workers. If we couldn't buy the house, we would have to try to demolish it in advance. Then he walked out quickly.
