Chapter 1009: Creepy

"I know what time every household here takes out the garbage." Uncle Yan said with a smile, "But don't worry, the security here is very good."

In old housing estates like this where only the poor and elderly live, even the young and Dangerous don't bother to come because there is absolutely no money to be had here.

Uncle Yan took out another key and unlocked the wooden door inside.

Then he took half a step back and knocked on the door three times.

As if he was afraid that Su Yi would think he was superstitious and old-fashioned, he turned back to Su Yi and smiled "hehe" sheepishly, then turned his head and opened the door.

Squeak...

The heart-wrenching sound sounded again, and the moment the door opened, the dust in the crack of the door "swished" down.

Uncle Yan hurriedly brushed his thin hair with his hands.

Su Yi stood behind Uncle Yan. He clearly noticed that the moment the door opened, Uncle Yan's body was tense, his body turned sideways, and his feet were in a "T" position.

This is a physical sign to be ready to escape at any time.

There was no abnormality such as a strong wind blowing in my face or a freezing cold. Nothing happened.

Uncle Yan's eyes were alert, and he stood outside the door and scanned the situation in the room.

Su Yi was a head and a half taller than Uncle Yan. Looking from his angle, he happened to see a large piece of paint peeling off the wall diagonally opposite the door, revealing the green-brown brick wall inside.

Judging from the shape, it looks like an eyebrow raised in anger.

There is a single sofa in the corner whose original color can no longer be seen, and a dark red round dining table stands next to it.

Dim light poured into the room from the opposite balcony, and the wall beside the balcony was covered with dried ivy.

On the roof, a ceiling fan covered with cobwebs swayed slightly, and large and small patches of yellow-brown water stains could be seen everywhere on the mottled ceiling.

Uncle Yan seemed to confirm that it was safe. He breathed a sigh of relief and took a tentative step into the room. He paused before continuing to walk inside.

"It's okay, it's okay, come in!" He looked around, smiled and turned around to take the apple from the wooden box Su Yi was holding.

"This room is nice, with big space and good light. The wind blows in and it's very cool." Uncle Yan said to Su Yi with a smile.

Su Yi walked in shortly after.

The house is divided into two rooms, an inner one and an outer one. The outer room looks like more than 20 square meters, except for the single sofa that Su Yi just saw. A standing dining table, two small wooden chairs and a small square table are placed under the window on the balcony partition wall.

In the corner to the right of the door, there is a shabby large wardrobe standing alone. It was originally supposed to be wood color, but it was stained into mottled brown by unknown stains.

Otherwise, the outside area was empty, so the house looked empty.

The corner behind the door was next to the inner door. Su Yi walked in and took a look. There was a wooden bed without a bedside and a bedside table with a missing leg.

Separated from the balcony by the wall is the bathroom, which is very small. Except for a toilet and a small sink, there is no room for anything in it.

When Su Yi came out of the inner room, he saw that Uncle Yan had lit six incense sticks.

Seeing Su Yi come out, he smiled and handed Su Yi three sticks of incense and said: "As the saying goes, when entering a house, you have to call someone, and when you enter a temple, you have to worship the gods. This is a rule and cannot be missed. Come, worship."

Su Yi did not refuse and took the incense.

Uncle Yan didn't wait for Su Yi's reaction, he went to worship in all directions and muttered something.

"Calm down, don't make trouble, don't make trouble...it's okay, it's okay..."

He bowed in all directions, put incense on the apple, and placed the apple on the balcony window sill.

"Jing Ruzai!" He bowed respectfully and solemnly one last time.

Respect God as if He is present, worship God as if God is present.

Su Yi held the incense and looked around, then walked to the closet and inserted the incense into the crack of the closet door.

Seeing Uncle Yan coming out, he took out a hundred yuan from his coat pocket and handed it to Uncle Yan.

"Uncle Yan, thank you very much."

Uncle Yan was stunned for a moment, rubbed his hands in embarrassment and said, "Isn't this necessary?"

"Yes." Su Yi said, "I will bother you again in the future."

"Uh..." Uncle Yan smiled and took the money, "I just opened the door, why are you so polite?"

Without waiting for Su Yi to reply, he changed the subject and stuffed the money into his trouser pocket.

"By the way, I've seen a lot of celebrities who have walked out of here. But this is the first time I've seen celebrities come back to live here, hahaha..." Uncle Yan said with a smile, "Most of the people living here are old people. , we are all old neighbors for decades, we all know the ins and outs and are very familiar with each other.”

"If I want to buy bedding and daily necessities, where should I go?" Su Yi asked.

"Go downstairs, turn left after exiting the patio, and you'll reach the front alley." Uncle Yan said, "There are grocery stores, fabric and clothing stores, shoe repair shops, tea restaurants, barbecued pork and braised meat, bruises and injuries, and shrouds and wreaths. The coffin shop sells everything. If you want to buy something, that’s the right place to go.”

"If you want to mend laundry, ask Aunt Mei diagonally across the street; if you want to move things up or down, ask Kuiliwei on the 17th floor; if you want to repair electricity or water, ask Ayao on the 30th floor; if you have any questions and you don't know who to talk to, just come here. Look for me." Uncle Yan said with a smile, "Anyway, don't be afraid if you encounter any problems here. We are all neighbors who take care of each other and are very friendly."

Su Yi nodded: "I understand, thank you Uncle Yan."

"Okay, let's clean up first. I won't disturb you anymore." Uncle Yan said goodbye with a smile.

Su Yi sent him to the door. Uncle Yan was about to leave, but after a slight hesitation, he turned back and said, "The third house on the left from here is Ayou's house. He used to be a Taoist priest and has some skills. After all, no one has lived in your house for many years. Why don't you go to Ayou to ask for a talisman? Whether you believe it or not, it's good for good luck."

"Okay, I'll go find him." Su Yi accepted Uncle Yan's suggestion.

Ayou is the master who lives in seclusion here and knows Maoshan magic. Even if Uncle Yan doesn't say it, Su Yi will find a way to get close to him.

Now he has a suitable excuse.

Uncle Yan saw that Su Yi did not reject his words, and he couldn't help but smile with relief, and said enthusiastically: "If he is not at home, you can go to the tea restaurant in the front alley to find him. His fried glutinous rice is unique."

Uncle Yan was very considerate when he left.

Suddenly, Su Yi was the only one left in the house.

Quiet.

So quiet that you can hear your own breathing.

Even your heartbeat.

Su Yi looked around, and his heart beat faster.

He felt his arms and thighs getting cold, and goose bumps appeared.

He was not sure whether it was because of his fear or some other reason.

He looked around, but did not see anything unusual.

Only the fan above his head seemed to be turning slowly.

But when Su Yi looked over, he found that it was not turning again.

Su Yi went to the balcony and opened the window, and the cold wind blew in, and the musty smell in the room was instantly diluted.

Su Yi took a deep breath, turned around, scanned the room, and murmured: "No taboos, all evils avoid! No taboos, all evils avoid..."

After reciting it more than ten times in a row, his heartbeat gradually calmed down.

The cold wind blew the dry leaves of the creeper to the ground, and when Su Yi walked out of the balcony, he stepped on them and made a "crunching" sound.

A whimpering sound suddenly came from the inner room, which made Su Yi's heart tighten instantly, and his heart beat again unconvincingly.

It was really unconvincing.

Su Yi felt a little ashamed. He was a big shot, a martial arts master, but he was afraid of a ghost he hadn't seen yet.

Isn't this too much?

Damn!

"Woo... woo..."

The sound in the inner room seemed to be a little louder.

It sounded like the sound of wind blowing into the pipe. Su Yi closed the balcony window, and the sound really disappeared immediately.

Su Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked up and saw that the ceiling fan had started to turn again.

Squeak!

The door of the large wardrobe in the left corner suddenly opened a crack, and the three incense sticks that Su Yi had inserted on it fell to the ground and broke into several pieces.

Damn!

Su Yi's heart started beating again.

Is this normal or abnormal?

He felt a chill in his back.

He hurriedly touched the back of his head three times with his hand, and quickly recited "Avoid all evil" several times in his mouth.

Then he felt that he seemed to be better.

He let out a long breath.

Decided to pack his luggage first.

He opened the suitcase and took out the things inside, but found that he had nothing to pack.

The suitcase was full of costumes that Qian Xiaohao had worn when he was an actor.

A set of Qing Dynasty official costumes, which were the zombie costumes he wore when he pretended to be a zombie.

A set of Taoist robes, which were the clothes he wore when he was the leading actor.

There was also a set of armor, which was worn when he first collaborated with the famous Jet Li and played the villain Dong Tianbao.

These costumes are Qian Xiaohao's most precious memories.

In addition to these costumes, the bottom of the box was all white cloth, large and small.

What are these white cloths for?

Qian Xiaohao prepared them for himself to decorate the mourning hall.

His wife and children died tragically, his parents died early, and he was alone. He knew that if he died, he was afraid that there would not even be anyone to collect his body.

That's why he found an old house for himself and planned to decorate the mourning hall for himself.

There was also a bundle of thick hemp rope under the white cloth, which was what he planned to use to hang himself.

Su Yi didn't plan to hang himself now. He put all the things in the suitcase as they were, zipped it up, and put it against the wall.

He didn't plan to take out any of the things in it for the time being.

Ding Dong...

Ding Dong...

Ding Dong...

Just when Su Yi was about to take further action, there was a sound of dripping water in the bathroom in the inner room.

Su Yi was instantly alert and listened for a while.

The dripping sound was not too fast, but it kept ringing.

Su Yi was silent for a moment and didn't go in to check. He continued to check his luggage.

He opened the wooden box he had been holding, and the wooden box was full of photos of him and various big stars.

Qian Xiaohao smiled brightly in the photo, which was his most glorious moment.

In addition, there was a white cloth bag he had been carrying, which was full of props he used when filming movies.

A peach wood sword, but it was actually made of poplar wood.

A red copper compass, which had been oxidized a little, and the words and patterns on it were completely fabricated.

There was also a simulated gun, an unsharpened broadsword, and an inkwell stained with red ink.

These things all represented the value and significance of Qian Xiaohao's existence in this world, so he brought them here to commit suicide.

In addition, there was a fake watch drawn with a pencil on Su Yi's wrist.

The pattern on the watch has become very blurred and dim, but it has never been wiped off or washed off.

This was drawn by Qian Xiaohao's son before his death. Qian Xiaohao has never been willing to wipe it off. He even planned to wear this watch on the road.

When Su Yi looked at the watch, he suddenly felt a chill on his back.

He seemed to feel something sticking to his back.

Su Yi jumped up as if he had been electrocuted, and shook it off a few times. As a result, not only did his body not become lighter, but the feeling of carrying something on his back became more obvious.

"Fuck!" Su Yi's face changed, and he opened the door without thinking and rushed out.

I don't know if it was an illusion or something, but the moment he stepped out of the door, he felt that his body suddenly became lighter.

And a disheveled woman outside the door staggered back and hit the wall, which also scared Su Yi.

He was so nervous just now that he didn't realize that there was a person standing outside his door!

The woman was wearing a white dress and her hair was messy. She leaned against the wall and panted quickly, looking at Su Yi with horror.

"Who are you looking for?" Su Yi asked, suppressing his palpitations.

The woman did not answer, dodging her gaze, but tentatively stretched her neck, trying to bypass Su Yi's body to see the situation in the house.

As a result, she only took a glance, and immediately trembled all over, her face was pale, her lips trembled, and tears as big as beans slid down instantly.

"I'm sorry, sorry, sorry to bother you... Congratulations on your prosperity, I don't want the red envelope, no, don't come to me..." She held her head and didn't dare to look at it again. She trembled and sobbed incoherently, while her legs swayed, staggering to the side, holding the wall, her steps were messy, as if she wanted to escape, but her legs weakened with every step, and she couldn't move fast.

Su Yi watched the woman go away, and felt his scalp tingling.

He guessed the identity of this woman. She should be the mother of the albino child he met in the elevator before, and she was also the original owner of 2442.

According to the original plot, this woman and her child seemed to have yin and yang eyes, and could see things that ordinary people could not see.

So what did she see in the room behind her?

Buzz buzz buzz...

Su Yi watched the woman staggering out of the corridor, and suddenly heard a strange sound coming from the room behind him.

It sounded like the sound of the wind in the valley.

It sounded like someone was crying softly.

"Damn!" Su Yi cursed and slammed the door.

Bang!

All the sounds stopped abruptly.

Only his own heartbeat was beating rapidly.

Su Yi let out a long breath.

He didn't hesitate any more, and strode away from his room and walked towards the elevator.