Volume 1 Chapter 043 Yin Tower
Ever since Qingzi planted a corpse on me in the tomb in southern Xinjiang, my fate has been divided into three parts: me, Lin Wenjing, and Liu Nan. Now only one third of the original fate remains.
Fate is sometimes called fate bone. I once heard from my uncle that there is a fortune-telling technique called bone weighing, which is said to have been created by Yuan Tiangang in the Tang Dynasty. My fate is divided into three parts, which will inevitably lead to a lighter fate bone. According to folklore, people with light fate are more likely to encounter ghosts.
In fact, according to our industry, people with a weak destiny will inevitably have weak yang energy. People like me who have lost two-thirds of their destiny will inevitably be surrounded by yin energy, neither human nor ghost. As soon as I entered Yongchang District, I immediately discovered that the level of yin energy in this place was extremely strange.
"Most of the smaller houses here can be bought for 70,000 or 80,000 yuan. If you really want one, I might be able to lower the price further with my help." Old man Qian didn't notice anything unusual with me and was still pointing out some families who were interested in selling their houses.
This price is still quite tempting to me. Although this place is a bit gloomy, but so many people living here are fine, I think there won't be any problems. Thinking of the worst, even if something really happens, isn't Qingzi, the prodigal woman, a gloom patroller? If anything goes wrong, she will take the blame.
I followed Old Man Qian to look at several houses, and some of them were quite suitable for me. Although the houses were a bit old, they had two bedrooms, a small living room and a small kitchen, which was barely enough for two people to live in.
When I got home and told Qingzi about it, she didn't say anything. So I made an appointment with Old Man Qian to take Qingzi to see the house again the next day. If it was suitable, they would buy the house on the spot.
But the development of the next day was completely different from what I expected. When Qingzi was not there, she said everything was fine, but when she went to see the house, she rejected everything. In short, she just said one thing: how can people live in such a house?
Old Man Qian and I looked at each other in bewilderment. Old Man Qian pulled me aside and asked me in private, "This little girl is so stylish. Who is she?"
I said it was my sister.
Old Man Qian shook his head and said, "I really didn't realize that you two were siblings. Your temperaments are so different."
It's just that my temperament is a bit rustic! I just don't bother to pay attention to him. I was very depressed now. Seeing that the several houses I liked yesterday were rejected one by one by this damn woman, I was anxious like a cat's claw, so I asked old man Qian if there was any house that was more upscale.
Old Man Qian smiled bitterly and said that he certainly had high-end houses, but none that cost less than one hundred thousand.
Qingzi was annoyed by the strong smell in the house, so she went outside and called out impatiently, "Do you want to leave?"
I was so anxious that I cursed in my heart, this woman is really pretentious. Back then, in the ancient tombs in southern Xinjiang, she didn't mind the stench of a pile of dead heads, but she was bothered by the mildew in this house. Can't she just clean it herself after buying it?
But despite her scolding, I didn't dare to contradict her, so I just hung my head and walked out of the door. Old Man Qian comforted me in a low voice, saying that he would look for it for me and asked me not to worry.
How could I not be anxious? Judging from the way this woman chooses houses, is there any house here that would catch her eye?
Seeing that I was in a bad mood, Old Man Qian said, "Why don't you go for another walk?"
Qingzi didn't say anything, and I said dejectedly, "Let's take a look again." Mr. Qian took me around . I kept thinking about how to make that woman give in. I was thinking about it, and suddenly I heard Qingzi, who was following behind me, suddenly say, "What is that house?"
I followed her gaze and saw a two-story western-style building with a private entrance and courtyard standing among a group of low-rise buildings. It was made of red bricks, black tiles, and had a small iron balcony. At first glance, it stood out like a crane among a flock of chickens.
"This..." When Old Man Qian saw the small Western-style building, his face immediately changed and turned pale.
At first I thought the house was too expensive, but when I thought about it carefully, I felt that something was not right. The old man's expression clearly showed some deep fear.
I couldn't help but become curious. Is there something special about this house? So I asked, "What's wrong with this house?"
Old Man Qian glanced at me and said with a wry smile: "Don't touch this house, it's a haunted house!"
I immediately became interested: "Is this house haunted?"
Old Man Qian chuckled and said, "It's a terrible mess. Over the past few decades, countless fools and daredevils who refused to believe in evil have died in it!"
"Is it really that evil?" I have been following my uncle's business of dealing with the dead since I was a child, and of course I have come across many haunted houses, some of which are really weird and cannot be explained by common sense. Some of them are so fierce that they can kill people.
I took another look. From the outside, there didn't seem to be anything weird about the house. But we should avoid such evil places if we can. I urged Old Man Qian, "Let's leave quickly. Don't provoke unclean things."
Old Man Qian agreed with us and was about to take us away, but Qingzi started to act strangely again. She stood there, looked at the house and said, "Buy this house."
I almost thought I was hallucinating, and Old Man Qian looked at me with a dull expression.
"We can't afford this house." I quickly found an excuse. Is this a haunted house? Is this where people are going to die? Even if I could afford it, I would never buy it!
"This house is not expensive." Old Man Qian said, "As long as it can be sold, the owner might even give it away for free. However, this house is really dangerous, don't disbelieve it."
Qingzi said coldly: "This is the house." Then she turned around and went back with her dress fluttering.
I was left in a daze for a long time before I came to my senses and asked in a hoarse voice, "How much does this house cost?"
Old Man Qian looked at me hesitantly and said, "Do you really want to buy it? Someone would die if they lived in this house!"
I nodded woodenly. This damn woman had spoken, what else could I do? Not to mention a haunted house, even if it was a dead body pit, I would have to jump in.
Seeing that I was determined to buy it, Old Man Qian sighed and took me back to the store, asking me to sit inside for a while while he went to ask the owner of the house. I drank a few sips of water and ate a few cakes inside, and after sitting for a while, I saw Old Man Qian coming back from outside in a hurry.
This guy is indeed a veteran who has been rooted in Tan City for decades. He has a lot of connections. After this trip, the matter was quickly settled. It is said that when the owner of the house heard that someone wanted to buy it, he wanted to give it away for free without saying anything. However, in order to make the house more completely separated from him, he set the price at 10,000 yuan as a token of respect.
The owner of the house was in a hurry, so he met me that afternoon and transferred the property under his name. This man's surname was Chen, and Old Man Qian called him Boss Chen. He was in his fifties, white and fat, and smiled all the way. It was obvious that this haunted house had helped him get rid of the huge stone that was weighing on his heart.
Although I felt a little uncomfortable, after all, I bought such a big house with a mere 10,000 yuan. Apart from my worries, I still felt a little lucky. After all, it was a great bargain .
After Boss Chen left, Old Man Qian shook his head and said to me privately: "You are so brave, kid. People live in this house too. Don't lose your life just because you want to save money!"
I asked him what this haunted house was all about.
Old Man Qian glared at me and said, "You young people! You don't even know the origin of this haunted house, yet you dare to buy it! Your sister is the same, she is so ignorant!"
I agree very much: "You are right, my sister is really ignorant!"
Old Man Qian looked at me and didn't know what to say for a moment. He sighed and told me the story of the house.
This story started more than 50 years ago. At that time, Yongchang District was still a very popular place with a large fur market in the middle. Many merchants from all over the country came here to do business. Old man Qian's ancestors were from Shandong. They fled and settled here. He was only seven or eight years old at that time.
He had an uncle who had just graduated from the police academy and was assigned to work as a criminal police officer here. One night in the summer of that year, he was on duty at the police station when he suddenly received a phone call. The voice was very strange, and it was hard to tell whether it was a man or a woman, and there was a lot of noise in the background. The uncle had to work hard to barely hear that someone was reporting a case, saying that someone had died at home and asked them to come quickly.
