Volume 1 Chapter 46 Feng Laosan's Youth
"Wizard?" I couldn't help but be curious. The last time I heard the word "witch" was when I was in the Liu family mansion, and my third uncle said that the man surnamed Zhong was probably a sorcerer.
Old Man Qian said, "This sorcerer surnamed Wen must be someone of some importance. Several prominent figures in Tan City all treat him with great respect. As soon as he arrived, he told the workers to stop immediately, saying that the house must not be touched! With his words, no one dared to touch the house again."
"What did the man surnamed Wen see?" I asked.
Old Man Qian laughed and said, "I don't know whether Mr. Wen saw anything or not, but the kid who came with him walked around the house and pointed out three places outside the house for people to dig."
"Because of what Wen said, the workers immediately started digging at the location specified by the child. Guess what, they really dug up something."
"Hurry up and tell me what it is?" I urged the old man so that he wouldn't keep us in suspense.
Old man Qian pointed out three fingers and said, "Three earthenware jars." He paused for a moment before saying, "Guess what's in these? Hehe, you'll never guess!"
Seeing that he was so sure, I suddenly thought, "Could it be Bai Wenli's family?"
Old Man Qian slapped his thigh and said, "You are such a clever kid! I really let you guess it. The three earthenware jars contain Bai Wenli's beautiful wife and two children!"
"We don't know how many years these three people have been buried in there, but the strange thing is that their faces are lifelike. Except for the fact that they have no breath and no temperature, they are just like living people!"
When I talk about this, I feel even more curious. I have been dealing with corpses for so long, and the best preserved one I have seen is that ghost girl Liu Nan. There are no spots on the body, no stench, but the appearance is still abnormal, such as black lips, pale face, etc. The corpse that old man Qian said, which looks like a living person sleeping, is really unheard of.
Old Man Qian said: "The child directed the workers to lift the three bodies out of the vat and pile them together. Then the child took out a bundle of thin white hemp rope from his bag and tied up the three bodies. Later, they were piled together and burned. The strange thing is that after the three bodies were burned to ashes, the child groped in the ashes and actually pulled out a bundle of ropes. I don't know what the hemp ropes were made of, but they couldn't even be burned by fire."
Hearing this, I felt something was a little strange, so I asked, "What does the child look like? What's ?"
Old Man Qian thought for a moment and said, "I don't remember what he looked like... but he was probably quite handsome. As for his name, it seems... his last name seems to be Feng."
I was stunned for a moment, and I felt numb. Because the bundle of hemp rope that Old Man Qian mentioned reminded me of the rope that my third uncle gave me to tie up corpses in the Liu family mansion. If we calculate by time, the child was seven or eight years old back then, and now more than 20 years have passed, the age is right. Could it be that the child who came to Tancheng back then was really my third uncle when he was a child?
"Is this child's name Feng San?" My voice trembled a little.
Old Man Qian seemed to think my reaction was a little strange. He looked at me a few more times and said, "Then I can't remember."
"What happened next? What happened to the child named Feng?" I asked.
Old Man Qian said, "Later... Later, the child left with the sorcerer surnamed Wen. Before leaving, the sorcerer surnamed Wen instructed us not to demolish the house. So, it has remained there until now."
"Where did the man surnamed Wen and the child go in the end?"
"I don't know about that. Who knows where this mysterious person will appear?"
I couldn't help but feel a little sad. But when I thought about the possibility that the child was my third uncle, I couldn't help but feel a little strange. Although he was only seven or eight years old at the time, he was already pointing out the secrets in front of so many people, which was really majestic and domineering.
"Since then, no one has lived in this house, and it has been abandoned until now." Old Man Qian said, "By the way, do you know who Mr. Chen, the boss who just sold you the house, is?"
My heart was moved, and I said, "Could it be the descendants of the outsider who died in there that year?"
Old man Qian clapped his hands and said, "Look! I told you that you are smart! This man is the son of that man back then. His family owns the house and has been suffering from the inability to sell it for so many years. I didn't expect that you two ignorant fools would come today and actually take the offer. This is like removing a big stone from his heart! I'm sure Boss Chen will be overjoyed when he goes back and will set up a big table to celebrate."
I laughed a few times. In this way, we became the ones who took the blame. Alas, we have already bought it, what can we do?
Old Man Qian said solemnly, "You little kid, after listening to what I have said, you won't still want to live in that house, right?"
I smiled bitterly: "My sister is very stubborn. No one can stop her from doing what she wants to do."
Old Man Qian slapped his thighs a few times and shook his head repeatedly: "Young man, you really don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is! You think you are not afraid of anything just because you have read a lot of books."
I nodded repeatedly: "That's right!"
After talking for a while, Old Man Qian persuaded me a few more times, but what could I do about what Qingzi, that damned woman, had decided. Seeing that his persuasion was fruitless, Old Man Qian sighed and went to the inner hall. I sat for a while, ate a few more cakes, patted my butt and went back to the hotel where I was staying.
When I saw Qingzi, she was sitting by the window reading a book. I looked over and saw that it was a romance book with a very long title. I sat down next to her and told her what I had heard from old man Qian, exaggerating it and making it sound like a river of blood and inhumanity.
By the time I finished speaking, my throat was so dry that it was almost smoking. I picked up the teapot on the table, poured a glass of water, and gulped down two large cups.
Qingzi turned the pages of the book slowly and steadily, without even lifting her eyelids, and only said "Oh" after a long while.
"We definitely can't live in this house anymore. Let's just assume we lost 10,000 this time and learn a lesson." I suggested that we buy a cheaper one.
Qingzi stopped flipping through the book, frowned and said, "Who told you to use my cup?"
I poured myself another cup of tea and said, "I'll clean it for you later. What about this house? We must not lose our lives because of greed. It's not worth it!"
Qingzi closed the book with a light press of her slender white palm and said, "What are you still doing here? Go clean up the house." Then she stood up and walked out the door, not forgetting to say, "Wash the cups."
I felt depressed after listening to her, and drank a full glass of water. I felt angry and thought that I should not wash the cup and let her drink my saliva. But then I thought that I probably couldn't fool this woman. If she found out, I didn't know how she would deal with me. In the end, I honestly took the cup to wash it.
After that, I took advantage of the daylight and went to No. 87, Yongchang District, which I had just bought. This house is really well built, and the materials used are also very exquisite. It is much better than my previous house. I have always envied people who can live in such a house since I was a child. Now I finally got my wish, but it’s a pity that it’s a haunted house. If I continue to live in this place, I might lose my life.
As soon as I entered the courtyard, I was choked by the dust under my feet and started coughing. Just as Old Man Qian said, there was indeed a well in the courtyard, with a large bluestone slab pressing down on it. I walked around the well and found that it was an octagonal well, a bit like the well in the courtyard of the dead man's face.
But this large bluestone slab is much larger than the well at Dead Face's house. I pushed it several times but it didn't budge, so I had to give up. This way I can't see the structure inside the well, and I can't know if there is anything special about this well. Maybe it's also a bone-chilling well?
I walked around the house again. It was full of dust. There was nothing inside except some broken wooden tables and chairs. I frowned as I looked around. This house has been vacant for so long. How much effort would it take to clean it up? I looked around from upstairs to downstairs. When I was about to leave, I suddenly noticed something strange.
