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Chapter 529: Haunted House Beggar

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    When I arrived at the residence in Zhenjiang City, I settled Wu Dan, greeted everyone, and walked to Ruan Lingxi's room.  The place where we live is still a Chinese-style hotel with a courtyard, and the corridors are full of flowers and trees.  I walked through bursts of bright flowers and plants, and smelled an elegant fragrance. Thinking of Ruan Lingxi in my heart, I felt a little joyful.

    Arriving outside the gate of the courtyard where Ruan Lingxi and Su Ling Tang Xin lived, I suddenly heard a burst of laughter coming from the courtyard.  After entering the courtyard gate, he saw that Ruan Lingxi was fighting with someone in the small courtyard.

    Looking at that person again, I couldn't help feeling depressed: What the hell is Ma Yun!

    I saw that this kid was holding up a paintbrush and laughing with Ruan Lingxi, as if he was holding a paintbrush to paint something on Ruan Lingxi's face.  Nima, are you having fun with your friends?

    I snorted coldly and saw that Zang Qingning was also there.  The woman watched the two of them quarreling with a half-smile, standing in the porch, looking relaxed.  Nima, this really pissed me off, cooperating with the evil girl didn't worry about me at all, but it was good to play with this kid Ma Yun!

    "Hey, is it very lively!" I sneered.

    Seeing me, Ma Yun stopped awkwardly.  Ruan Lingxi saw me and said in surprise, "Er Huo, you're back!"

    "I'm back, why don't I see that you are not worried about my appearance at all." I snorted coldly.

    Ruan Lingxi smiled and said: "You are joking, going out with so many masters, what will happen. Besides, Aunt Zang said, you will be fine."

    I curled my lips, glanced at Zang Qingning, saw her smiling and nodding at me, and thought to myself: Nima, what's the point of bringing your son out, isn't he a hermit?  ?  Is it good to have some morals, hermits?  !

    "Why is this kid here?!" I pointed to Ma Yun.

    Ruan Lingxi gave me a blank look: "I can't stay here anymore? Anyway, we are all in Zhenjiang, so we came to live together."

    I held Ruan Lingxi in my arms and said to Ma Yun: "Boy, this is my girlfriend, please don't touch me from now on!"

    Ma Yun glanced at me, did not speak, his eyes were full of dissatisfaction.

    I was about to talk, but Ruan Lingxi stopped me and asked me about the Butterfly Valley.  I briefly explained the matter to her.  After finishing speaking, Ruan Lingxi looked solemn: "You said that Master Ziyang has discovered that you understand the Taoism of human scriptures? In this case, what if he is always thinking about arresting you?"

    I laughed and said, "It's not so easy to catch me back. Ghosts are not capable of catching a living soul, let alone he is just a mortal."

    Ruan Lingxi frowned and said, "Be careful, just in case."

    We chatted for a while, so we went to see Wu Dan together.  Ma Yun, like Ruan Lingxi's tail, also followed all the way.  I glared at him several times along the way. If the eyes can change, they will definitely turn into all kinds of throwing knives, and I can't poke him to death.

    When we went to visit Wu Dan, we saw that he had regained some of his complexion, and his face was not so gray.  Thinking that Wu Dan has always been injured these few times, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty.  If the apprentice is not strong enough, the master will always be implicated.

    After resting for most of the day, we decided that if nothing happened, we would go back to Tianjin early tomorrow morning.  There are too many people in this group, it is conspicuous, you can change it up.  At night, Tang Xin couldn't be idle anymore, so she tricked us into going shopping.

    Anyway, there was nothing to do, so Zhao Yu, Ruan Lingxi and Tang Xin and I came out of the inn and went shopping on the street.  A few of us did not choose to live in the downtown area, but lived near the tourist area.  It's quieter when you walk out, the small roads in the water town, the blue tiles and white walls, are extraordinarily quiet under the rows of red lanterns.

    "Jiangnan water town is great." Tang Xin stretched her waist, and took Zhao Yu's arm.  Tang Xin, who has been in the north for a long time, seems to be quite interested in the scenery of the southern country.

    Zhao Yu looked preoccupied and did not respond.  Seeing this, I asked, "Zhao Yu, what are you thinking? Are you still worried about Master Ziyang or something? Never mind him, let's rest tonight and worry about things tomorrow."

    Zhao Yu stared at the front, shook his head and said, "It's not about these things, but about a little beggar."

    "Little beggar?" Ruan Lingxi asked curiously, "Where is the beggar?"

    Zhao Yu said: "When I first came to Zhenjiang, I got up early to buy breakfast, and saw a few disabled beggars outside an old house. Since I read the materials of beggar cases in Dongguan a few days ago, I was more concerned about those beggars.  care."

    Tang Xin said: "Since you care about it, let's go and have a look. Where did we meet?"

    Zhao Yu said: "There is an old house in front. I remember seeing it at the gate of the old house."

    "An ancient house?" I looked over.  In the hazy sky, I saw that there really seemed to be a house at the end of the road.  Jiangnan waterThere is no shortage of old houses, all with blue tiles and white walls and courtyards.  But there was no light in the house.

    "It looks like no one lives there," Ruan Lingxi said.

    "Go and see." I said.

    The four of us walked to the old house and found that the house seemed to have been abandoned for a long time.  The walls were covered with unknown vines, and weeds grew all around.  The red lantern on the door had long since lost its light and was half broken.

    "It seems that no one has lived here for a long time." I frowned.  Looking carefully, I feel that this house is weird, as if it hides a ghostly aura.

    Zhao Yu looked inside the door and said to us: "It seems that there are some little beggars living inside. Let's go in and have a look."

    I grabbed him and said, "It's best not to go in casually. This place seems to be a haunted house."

    "Haunted house? It's a haunted house again." Tang Xin said helplessly, "Then don't go in, we can meet haunted houses no matter how we go shopping."

    Having said that, Tang Xin wanted to pull Zhao Yu away.  Zhao Yu stood there without moving.  At this moment, I heard someone whisper behind me: "Don't go, this place is haunted."

    The voice is low, it seems to be an old man.  The four of us looked back at the same time, but saw a hobbled old man walking behind us, pointing tremblingly at the gate of the ancient house.  The old man was dressed sloppily and had messy hair. He was an old man in his sixties or seventies.  The old man was sick and crooked, and he didn't look like he was going to live well for a few days.

    "Old man, what's the matter with this place?" I asked.

    But the old man didn't answer my question, and he continued to repeat: "Don't go, it's haunted, there are five-finger ghosts, strangle people to death"

    I was about to continue asking, but I saw someone running over from the end of the alley, grabbed the old man, and sighed: "I said, second uncle, why did you come out again. Didn't you tell you to stay at home?"

    I saw a middle-aged man who seemed to be a local, so I couldn't help but take a few more glances.

    Seeing us standing at the gate of the old house, the man said, "Do you guys want to go in? Are you outsiders? I advise you not to go. This place is haunted by ghosts, and a child died."

    "Has a child died?" Zhao Yu asked, "But it seems that there are people living inside."

    The middle-aged man sighed: "The beggars who live here probably have a low life or a hard life, and they didn't let ghosts get on their bodies."

    As soon as I heard this, I stopped the man and asked him the relevant stories about this ancient house.  The middle-aged man thought for a while, and then slowly told us what happened during this period.  A while ago, the grandson of this crazy old man came back from other places for the summer vacation, but he accidentally broke into the haunted house at night and died in the haunted house.  When the child died, there were five finger holes on his neck, and the murderer has not yet been found out.

    "Look, now the child is dead and the old man is crazy." The middle-aged man sighed: "I advise you not to go. If you are traveling, there are scenic spots around here, so why go to the haunted house."

    Having said that, the old man shook his head and left.

    "What should I do, go in and have a look?" I asked Zhao Yu.

    Zhao Yu said: "Of course, go in and have a look. If someone is killed, it means that there are fierce ghosts and spirits inside. If this is the case, we must take care of it."

    "Okay, let's go and see." I said.

    The four of us pushed open the gate of the haunted house.  The haunted house is similar to an ordinary abandoned house, the yard is overgrown with weeds, and the weeds grow up to the knees.  The yard is not big, and after a short walk there is the main room.  The door of the main room was already half broken, and the window paper on the windows was also broken in many pieces.

    However, this ancient house seems to have been lived in, and some places are inlaid with glass.

    "This place is indeed a bit chilly." Tang Xin shivered and shrugged her shoulders: "Shall we continue walking in?"

    Zhao Yu said: "It's okay, there are still people living inside."

    Just when I was about to take a step into the main room, I really heard a voice coming from inside, which seemed to be the sound of a child sleeping in sleep.

    I took out the flashlight and took a picture of the room, and sure enough, I saw a few little beggars lying on the straw pile in the main room.  Next to the little beggar was an old man with disheveled hair and ragged clothes, who looked like an old beggar.

    Several people were sleeping soundly, and they didn't notice us entering for the time being.  I moved the flashlight aside, and whispered to Zhao Yu: "What's the matter, these people are sleeping here safely, and they seem to be fine at all. If you say haunted, why are these people fine?"

    Zhao Yu whispered: "Look around them, there is a lot of cinnabar powder sprinkled on them. It seems that these beggars are not simple, they know cinnabar to ward off evil spirits."

    Just as he was talking, he saw the old beggar woke up in a jerk, slowly stood up, and asked vigilantly, "Who? Who is here?"

    The voice is old and hoarse, and it sounds like it is more than eighty years old.

    "Grandpa, don't be afraid, we are not bad people." I quickly explained: "Is there a light in this place?"

    After fumbling for a long time, the old beggar took out a stub of a candle from his tattered pocket, took out a match and lit it.

    I smiled wryly and said, "Master, otherwise we'd better use the flashlight."

    After saying this, everyone else woke up.  I looked at the children, there were four children in total.

    "Where did you come from?" asked the old beggar.

    "Old man, do you sleep here every night?" Zhao Yu asked.

    The old beggar looked at us and snorted coldly: "Where else can we live?!" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com)p;The voice is old and hoarse, and it sounds like it is more than eighty years old.

    "Grandpa, don't be afraid, we are not bad people." I quickly explained: "Is there a light in this place?"

    After fumbling for a long time, the old beggar took out a stub of a candle from his tattered pocket, took out a match and lit it.

    I smiled wryly and said, "Master, otherwise we'd better use the flashlight."

    After saying this, everyone else woke up.  I looked at the children, there were four children in total.

    "Where did you come from?" asked the old beggar.

    "Old man, do you sleep here every night?" Zhao Yu asked.

    The old beggar looked at us a few times and snorted coldly: "Where else can we live?!" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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