Follow Song Xiaoqi to make an appointment to go to the house where her parents died later, before Fang Lin and the others could go out, they suddenly saw a woman coming from outside the door.

The woman seemed to notice someone in the room. After looking inside, she opened her voice and shouted unhappily: "Song Xiaoqi, what are these people doing?

I rent a house for you because you are lonely and helpless.

You live and not only owed my rent, but also brought in people who are not bad?

Let them go quickly!”

It’s not a big mistake for this woman to have a bad attitude, mainly because the images of yellow and red hairy are too easy to cause misunderstandings from others.

Song Xiaoqi said in embarrassment: "Aunt Zhang, they are all my friends, not just people."

"Your friend?"

The woman sneered and said, "Are you teasing me? How old are you as old as them? What kind of friends are you?"

And I think they are very good at face-to-face, they don’t look like people in our town, right?

I can tell you that the town has not been peaceful recently. Please stop getting outsiders and let them go quickly! Otherwise, don’t blame me for driving you siblings out!"

Huang Changmao had been unhappy with the look of this woman's eyes. She immediately widened her eyes and shouted: "We are tourists coming to Sishui City. We are friends with Song Xiaoqi. What's wrong? People rent your house, can't they bring their friends?"

The woman took two steps back with some fear, cursed herself a few times, pointed at Song Xiaoqi and said, "Damn girl, be careful!"

After saying that, seeing Huang Changmao walking out the door with bad intentions, the woman quickly turned around and walked away.

Fang Lin raised his eyebrows and asked, "This woman just said, your town is not peaceful recently?"

What's going on?"

Song Xiaoqi said: "I don't know why. It's probably from last week that there are strange sounds in the town every night, and I can't hear where the sound comes from.

And during the day, some wild cats and dogs will be found for no reason, and they are thrown on the street incompletely.

Anyway, some people in the town are in panic these days. Some people who have families outside will leave the town in the evening and come back to do business and work during the day."

Speaking of this, Song Xiaoqi glanced at the few people and said, "Actually, there are fewer tourists in Sishui City these days than before."

Shen Ke and others felt a little creepy, always feeling that Song Xiaoqi's parents' death, the strange sounds in the wild, and the incomplete animal corpses, all had a sense of panic.

Fang Lin nodded in contemplation and said, "Okay, if nothing happens, let's go to the house where your parents died."

Song Xiaoqi nodded and then packed up and took a few people over.

Song Xiaofeng recovered from his illness and couldn't stay at home. He wiped away the tears he had shed before and returned to normal. He put on his shoes and followed Song Xiaoqi.

A few people walked through the streets and alleys, and not long after, they arrived outside a courtyard.

Song Xiaoqi pointed to the open yard door and said, "We have lived in the east room of this yard before. If you want to see it, go in and see it yourself. The owner of this family does not welcome us siblings, so we won't go in."

Fang Lin responded and was about to walk in, but he saw a middle-aged man walking out of the gate.

When the middle-aged man saw Song Xiaoqi and Song Xiaofeng's siblings, his face immediately changed, and he shouted gloomy: "What are you two evil stars coming here for? Get out of here quickly!"

As he spoke, the middle-aged man picked up the broom behind the door and made a gesture to wave it to drive the two siblings away.

Fang Lin stopped the middle-aged man, took out a cigarette and handed it to the other party and said, "Brother, I heard these two little guys say that there is free house for rent here, right?"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, took the cigarette, and asked in surprise: "Is there an available house? What's wrong? Do you want to rent it?"

Fang Lin said: "Yes, I want to see if the house is suitable. If it is suitable, I plan to rent it for a long time."

The middle-aged man glanced at Song Xiaoqi and secretly wondered, if anyone knew that someone had died in that house, how could he come to rent it?

Could it be that these two children did not tell each other about their parents' death in that room?

After thinking about it, I always felt that I couldn't figure it out, but it was a good thing that someone was willing to rent a house. After all, after the death of Song Xiaoqi's parents, the house was completely empty, and no one was willing to live there for free.

If it is a house where a normal dead person is, there is naturally nothing that cannot be lived in, but Song Xiaoqi's parents hang themselves in the house. This is a sudden death, and everyone thinks it is unlucky.

After looking at Fang Lin suspiciously, the middle-aged man decided to let Fang Lin go in and take a look. The other Fang Lin waved and said, "Then you come in and see."

Fang Lin followed the middle-aged man in. Shen Ke and others planned to follow him, but Fang Lin waved his hand and stopped him: "You are waiting for me outside."

Walking into the yard, I went straight to the only east room.

Looking in through the window, I saw the furniture in the room being furnished and a thick layer of gray fell.

The middle-aged landlord asked, “Look through the window, or go in and take a closer look?”

Fang Lin said: "If it's convenient, open the door and let me go in and take a look."

The middle-aged landlord nodded, took out the key and opened the door, but took a step back, stood in the sun, and said, "You go in and see it yourself, I'll bask in the sun outside."

Fang Lin smiled, nodded, and walked in alone across the door.

In the room, there was a half-burning candle on the table. Apart from that, Fang Lin did not see the so-called formation. He thought it must have been cleaned up.

Fang Lin walked slowly in the room, stepping on mysterious patterns, and at the same time he made one hand gestures and secretly used the exercises.

A faint vitality emanated from his body, like a breeze, circling and floating throughout the room.

Fang Lin closed his eyes slightly, and immediately, scenes flashed by in front of his closed eyes.

The picture is unfolding from behind to forward, backwards with time.

The middle-aged landlord cleaned the house cursingly; Song Xiaoqi and his brother left with their young bodies carrying luggage bags; the police rushed to check the situation on the scene; a couple in their thirties were hung on the beam of the house.

The couple took advantage of the darkness and while the child was sleeping, they put on a strange formation pattern in the middle of the floor of the house with food... When they saw the formation pattern, the quickly passing picture stopped.

Fang Lin stared at the pattern carefully. After a while, he closed the exercises and his eyes suddenly opened.

He murmured to himself: "It seems that the child Song Xiaoqi is right. This matter...maybe it really has nothing to do with the monks in Jiming Temple."
Chapter completed!