Chapter 12 A group of ghosts scream at the window and a mouse knocks on the incense

The dinner was indeed sumptuous.

Hunan-style braised pork and steamed fish, as well as sliced liver slices and dried bean curds with sharp peppers are served on a plate. White wine is also prepared, and the authentic village brewed braised rice is slightly hot, and the aroma of wine is overflowing.

When you invite your husband to visit a doctor, you must include dinner, including food, wine, meat, and fish. This is the rule.

Bao Yuqin poured me some wine, then sat next to me and watched me drinking and eating meat. She kept talking nonchalantly. First, she scolded her little son for being disobedient and staying home so late. She waited for him to turn around. I have to clean up my house, and then I say that renting a house is not easy, and all kinds of troubles keep happening.

As he talked, he talked about the young woman named Xiaomei just now.

"It's quite pitiful to say that she used to work in the Jingzhou Textile Factory. The factory went bankrupt last year. She was laid off and had no place to live. The elderly family member got sick again. She couldn't find a job and make money in Jingzhou. I heard people say that Jincheng There was a lot of work here, so I came here to work in the dark, but she didn’t know anything except textiles. She finally found a job as a hotel waiter, but the boss wanted to get her..."

This has nothing to do with me. I listen to it with one ear and listen to it with one ear, just for the fun of it.

After eating and drinking comfortably, I personally checked the soil and millet on Bao Yuqin's buns because of the solid food and wine, and carefully adjusted the placement. Finally, I told Bao Yuqin that after going to bed at night No matter what she heard or saw, she was not allowed to open the door. After confirming that she really took it to heart, she returned to the room with the remaining half bottle of liquor.

The wine brought back is not for drinking, but for use.

After entering the house and closing the door, I poured the liquor in a circle along the crack of the door, pinched a handful of ashes from the incense burner and sprinkled them behind the threshold, replaced the three sticks of incense, then lay down on the bed with my clothes on, closed my eyes and rested.

Not long after, I heard someone talking in the next room.

His voice was rough, brought on by excessive smoking, drinking and staying up late for a long time.

"You can earn this amount even if you don't talk to others for one night. Just for your family's problems, you can solve them in half a year.

If you are willing to take the plunge, with your small appearance and small waistline, you will have no problem being the top dog, and you can make this number in one night.

There's nothing to be embarrassed about, just lie down there, stretch your legs, close your eyes, and enjoy it.

Victoria is a place full of wealthy bosses, and people with no wealth can't get in even if they want to. They just come up with a stage name, put on more makeup, and when they earn enough, go home and open a small shop. Who knew you had done this?

If a boss takes a fancy to you, you can fly up a branch and become a phoenix, and you won't have to worry about it for the rest of your life.

They all came from the same factory. I gave you this advice because I saw you were having a hard time. If Jinhua and Sister Lu hadn't been doing this, how could they have earned so much money?

Do you see who is gossiping about them? Don’t the men at home know? No, you still have to hold it?

These days, people laugh at the poor but not at the prostitutes! What happened to selling it? If you can make money, you are the ancestor, if you don't provide it, you will starve to death..."

Only this voice kept talking, but Xiaomei never made any movement.

This is not for me.

I turned over, automatically blocking out the sound and controlling myself to fall asleep.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, I heard someone banging on the window.

The force was very strong, and the beating was loud and fast, as if he was trying to break the window and rush in.

I got out of bed and stood in front of the window.

There was gray mist outside the window.

There were many crooked shadows standing in the mist. I couldn't see their specific shapes, but they seemed to be facing the window.

There was a bang, and a bloody and mutilated palm slapped heavily on the window glass.

Then, one after another, more and more palms came up.

The patting didn't stop as soon as it started, and it kept patting continuously.

But the glass seemed to be made of iron, motionless.

Suddenly a face pressed against the glass.

His face was covered with corpse spots, and there were several holes that had been chewed out, bleeding with pus and blood. He just clung to the glass, staring at me with his eyes as pale as dead fish.

Then, one, and another, and another.

The face is plastered all over the window.

I looked at these dead faces indifferently and raised my hand to extinguish the three sticks of incense on the window sill.

The gray mist dissipated.

These dead faces seemed to be frightened and retreated one after another.

Their chests all had blood holes, dripping with blood, and their bodies were covered with rats that were gnawing up and down.

The door suddenly banged.

The door panel shuddered.

Something was banging against the door, trying to get in.

I yawned, lay back on the bed, closed my eyes again, counted a few silently in my mind, and then opened them again.

All sounds disappeared.

The dark room was eerily quiet.

The red light of the three-point incense head on the window sill flickered slightly, and the air was filled with the reassuring smell of sandalwood.

Just a nightmare.

Basically it's all expected.

It's just that the quantity and appearance are a bit beyond expectations.

However, it's a good thing for me.

Not only will the time it takes to become famous in Jincheng be greatly shortened, but it is also estimated that there will be no need to spend money to live in that compound.

I closed my eyes again. This time I didn't have any nightmares, and I slept until four in the morning.

I got up on time and meditated for an hour to recuperate my qi. I originally had to box and stretch my muscles after replenishing my qi, but now the environment was not suitable, so I didn't go out.

Opening the matchbox next to the incense burner, there was only an empty shell left of the corpse cricket.

At five o'clock, the yard started to become lively. The tenants upstairs got up one after another, rushing to use the toilet, fetch water and wash themselves. They joked and argued with each other, which became very popular.

The last trace of the unearthly spooky atmosphere brought by last night's nightmare was washed away by this popularity.

After everyone went out to work, Bao Yuqin came over and asked me to have breakfast. She was much less energetic than yesterday and looked a little nervous.

When passing the next room, the door was closed.

Breakfast is homemade Shaomai with eggnog, which is hot and affordable.

Bao Yuqin waited until I finished eating before speaking.

"Mr. Zhou, I slept very well in the first half of the night last night, and the cold wind stopped blowing on the back of my neck. But in the second half of the night, I suddenly heard someone knocking on the door. I was half asleep at the time, and it was my home. The old boy came back. When he got up, he wanted to open the door, but as soon as he remembered your instructions, he leaned on the window and looked out. But this look..."

A frightened look came over her face.

"I saw our guy standing at the door and banging on the door. There was a big bloody hole on his chest, and there were some rats crawling on his body, biting him. As I was watching, he suddenly turned to look at me, his face was full of tears. It was so rotten that it was full of holes. As soon as it saw me, it screamed and threw itself towards the window. I was so scared that I woke up all of a sudden. I couldn’t sleep much for the rest of the night. Mr. Zhou, what’s going on? That hole in my house is Didn't he die outside? I couldn't sleep well before, maybe because he came back to be me."

I looked at the palm of her hand and saw a faint green color, and asked, "Is the millet mixed with soil still there?"

Bao Yuqin said: "The newspaper was chewed into tatters and the millet inside was empty. It looked like it was bitten by mice. When I got up early, I was afraid that people would crush it, so I put it away."

I raised my hand and wiped it on the back of her neck, then showed it to her.

There are some finely chopped millet grains in the palm of my hand.

Bao Yuqin's face turned pale, "Is the cold wind on the back of my neck caused by the rat lying on it?"

"Things are more complicated than I thought. Wait until I get something."

I put on a solemn expression and returned to the house. I took out three red incense sticks from a separate small bag. I called Bao Yuqin back to her room door. I first checked the marks on the threshold and said to her. : "No matter what you see for a while, be sure not to make a sound. If you are afraid, just cover your mouth."

Bao Yuqin looked nervous and nodded repeatedly.

I rubbed my fingers together to create a wisp of flame between my fingers, lit the three red incense sticks in my hand, and carefully inserted them into the soil in front of the threshold.

Seeing my exposed hand, Bao Yuqin was so shocked that her mouth opened wide.

But the next moment, her mouth opened even wider, and she barely opened her jaw.

Groups of rats came from the opposite courtyard. When they arrived in front of the red incense, they all stood up and kowtowed to the incense.

After a while, there were hundreds of them gathered in the dark.

All of them have fat heads and big ears, long and round.

I blew on the incense stick.

The incense head suddenly went out.

The mice that were kowtowing suddenly stood up and looked directly at me and Bao Yuqin.

Hundreds of pairs of blood-red eyes are full of greed and cruelty!