Musen knew that this was unusual as soon as he heard this, so he handed the old man a cigarette and asked, "Is this building going to be demolished or why are there so many people moving away?"

The old man was not polite, took the cigarette and said, "What are you doing? Isn't it because of a haunted person?"

"Haunted?" Musen almost laughed when he heard this. It was really strange these days. The more he opposed superstition, the more people believed in ghosts. Whether it was the East or the West, legends or myths were closely linked to faith, and people were still full of fear of unknown things. When they didn't know how to explain something, they called haunted. It was like when experts could not explain something, they would call it unknown science, the same.

However, Musen neither believed in science nor believed in ghosts and gods. If this building was really haunted, he would really be willing to spend some time to pull out the "ghost".

Seeing Musen's curiosity at this time, the old man smiled mysteriously and asked like an old child: "How is it, young man, are you afraid? If you are not afraid, I will tell you the story of this building. Don't think I'm just talking nonsense, I really live here! But, old man, I'm not afraid of ghosts."

Musen replied happily as the old man said, "Okay, okay, tell me quickly, I like to listen to such strange things."

The old man stood out, far away from the crowd, and then said to Musen: "First, let's talk about the name of this property, Chailou. Why is it called Chailou? We really don't understand. Do you think it sounds awkward? But none of these matters. What's important is that people often jump off the building in this building."

"Frequent?" Musen grasped this word. There may be jumping off buildings in every residential area. But if someone says "frequently", it may be a bit abnormal.

But the old man nodded seriously and said, "Yes! It's just that it's not too frequent, only two or three a year, but for the past ten days, there have been dead every day! The people in each household are in panic. Some say they see the female ghost in red at midnight. Some say they see the female ghost in red at midnight. Some say they are wearing white clothes, but they turn red in a blink of an eye. Anyway, that's what it means, maybe there is a female ghost in this building, and at night, they will go door to door. If someone gets into bad luck, they will be dragged away by her."

As he said, the old man pointed to several high-rise buildings in the middle of the community and said, "Did you see it? Most of the moving houses are in those three buildings, and those three buildings are also the most dead buildings. The top floor is 28 floors. After people jumped down, they couldn't even clean up. Think about it..." The old man's tone was quite terrifying, and when he exaggerated it, it had a full effect. Although it was broad daylight now, Mu Sen suddenly felt that it seemed as if it was gloomy around him.

However, this is just what Musen did for the elderly. A person who listens to stories and wants to get more information from them must first do it. It is to make the storyteller believe that you believe deeply in the story he told. Otherwise, who would be willing to waste time and talk to someone who doesn’t believe it at all?

So at this time, Mu Sen's performance made the old man very satisfied. He continued to whisper to Mu Sen: "Every morning, someone will see the body in front of the building. Tell me. If you were you, would you still live here for more than ten days? What's more, many of them said that they saw that ghost, and every household was afraid that it would be their turn for the next family. So they hurriedly moved away. Lao Wang, next door, had already rented a house outside, saying that he would not come back for a while, for fear of being killed."

Musen asked the old man with a horror expression: "This, isn't this evil ghost asking for life a fault? How could he catch anyone and harm anyone? The old man said he wouldn't do anything wrong, and he wasn't afraid of ghosts calling him..."

Before Mu Sen finished speaking, the old man patted Mu Sen on the shoulder and smiled, "Young man, you are really simple enough! Don't do bad things or be afraid of ghosts calling. Actually, this is just to boost your courage! Isn't there any good people who die in vain? People have good people and bad people, and ghosts also have good ghosts and bad ghosts. Maybe our firewood is just to catch up with that bad ghost..."

The old man seemed to be very serious about the haunting, but Musen asked in confusion: "Since you think so too... why don't you move out with them?"

The old man shook his head and smiled, "The children are all too busy, and I can't see anyone for a year or two. My husband who depends on each other also left half a year ago... It's not interesting to me alone, but I hope my old woman can take me away, but I don't know if there are ghosts in this world. Now it's so fierce, I really want to see what ghosts look like? If I really find me, it's good to drag me down and be my companion with the old woman..."

Mu Sen looked at the old man in front of him with a complicated look. When he said these words, he was always happy, but when he mentioned his deceased wife, his eyes were a little wet. This is probably because he was infatuated. His wife, his wife, when he was old, he would be a companion. The more unfilial the children were, the more he could understand what it means to depend on each other. At this age, he lost depend on each other, no wonder this old man would have the idea of ​​waiting to see a ghost. For him, there was probably nothing to care about in this world, nothing to be happy about, and nothing to be afraid of. If the facts prove that there was a ghost, he would not be able to see his wife again.

At this moment, Mu Sen's cell phone rang. He saw that the person who came to the phone was Mo Ziqian. He didn't want to say more in front of the old man, so after answering the phone, Mu Sen first said "um" a few times, and then said "Don't worry, I'll go home later." Mo Ziqian was a little worried because Mu Sen went out alone. After all, there were signs that he was about to start acting. At this time, Mu Sen "wandered" outside, and he still felt a little unsafe.

After hanging up the phone, Musen looked at the old man apologetically. But the old man smiled and looked at Musen and asked, "Why, my wife is urging you to go home?"

“…”

Mu Sen was about to speak when the old man looked into the distance and said seriously: "Go home! Don't let her wait for you all the time. I used to be like this. I could play chess outside for half a day, take a walk in the morning market to see flowers and birds, and fish for half a day... But I never thought that my old woman had been waiting for me for half a day for decades... Now, if I want to hear her angry urging me, "Damn old man, I won't go home yet."

The old man's eyes were profound, with the sadness that could be relieved by that age, and the clarity of seeing through life and death.

Musen thought about it and finally decided not to explain it. Instead, he replied to the old man seriously: "Well, don't worry, I'll listen to your story and go back now, and I won't let her wait too long."
Chapter completed!