Lord of Puluo

The great knight!

Lu Chunying poked her head out again and stared at Li Banfeng for a long time, feeling that the young man in front of her was particularly majestic. new

My dear friend, take care of yourself! Xiao Yeci turned around and hugged Lu Chunying, quickly left the backyard and walked towards the gate.

Dealing with a house spirit in a house built by a house repairer?

This man is crazy!

Xiao Yeci took his daughter Lu Chunying and left the backyard. When they arrived at the door of the front yard, Xiao Yeci looked back and couldn't help but sigh.

Lu Chunying said with a slight sarcasm: Don't look at it, you are not pretty enough, and the great heroes will not look down on you!

Xiao Yeci frowned and said: Don't talk nonsense, you are no longer big or small!

Lu Chunying snorted coldly: What do you mean, do you really think you are my mother? When I meet the Lu family, I will tell the truth!

Xiao Yeci gritted his teeth and said, How dare you! If you dare to say it, we will starve together, sleep on the street together, and be sold into a brothel together. Who will cry when we see it!

Lu Chunying frowned and said, If you want to pretend to be my mother, just change the bits and pieces in your mouth. My mother never speaks in a sloppy way.

What do I have to say? I told you not to talk nonsense!

While talking, the two of them left the house and walked into a forest.

Lu Chunying gently grabbed Xiao Yeci and asked in a low voice: I remember when I came here, this was a village, how come it turned into a forest!

Swipe and pull~swipe and pull~hoo~

The dark wind was blowing, and the branches and leaves in the woods were swaying and making a continuous sound.

Xiao Yeci also became nervous, hugged Lu Chunying and said: The situation is not right, go back to the house first!

As soon as the mother and daughter turned around, the original mansion was gone.

It is surrounded by endless woods.

Where are we? Lu Chunying grabbed Xiao Yeci's arm.

Xiao Yeci looked around and said calmly: This should be Zhai Ling's moving hands and feet. We may still be in the house and can't get out for the time being.

What should we do? Lu Chunying tightened her grip.

Don't worry, I'll talk to him first. No matter where he comes from, as long as he can explain the truth clearly, he should let us go!

Xiao Yeci looked determined, and Lu Chunying stood behind her, with most of the fear in her heart gone.

Xiao Yeci began to reason with the house spirit: My friend, I don't know where you come from, but the owner of this house is dead. You should also think about where you are going.

The owner of this house has done too many evil things. If you are her accomplice, you will be punished if caught by the judge and sent to the underworld!

I've seen it in books, I've seen the judgments of the evil officials, I've seen the instruments of torture like those in the underworld, I've seen the torture of the ghosts there, I've seen it.

In the past, you were coerced by her and you couldn't help doing anything you did. Now that she is dead, why are you still doing such a sinful thing?

Friends, let us two go. Not only will we eliminate a portion of our sins, but we will also accumulate a portion of merit. Why not do it!

Brush~

The cold wind gradually calmed down, and the branches and leaves in the woods were no longer so wild.

Xiao Yeci's communication seemed to be working.

There were indeed many difficulties and dangers along the way. This mother who was not a mother had complaints, disputes, and many estrangements with Lu Chunying.

But whenever there is a crisis, Xiao Yeci always stands in front of Lu Chunying without hesitation. Lu Chunying believes that she is the most reliable person in the world.

Come, follow mom! Xiao Yeci followed his intuition and walked straight forward, with Lu Chunying following closely.

After just two steps, a wicker stick hit Xiao Yeci and Lu Chunying in the face with lightning speed.

Xiao Yeci covered his face and gritted his teeth not to cry.

Lu Chunying was young and couldn't hold back her tears.

Xiao Yeci took out his handkerchief, wiped the blood stains on Lu Chunying's face, and said distressedly: Don't cry, baby, I didn't see the direction right just now, we should go to the left, come on! Follow mom!

With a bloodstain on each face, the two of them turned left in the woods against the night wind.

After walking for more than ten meters, a wicker hit them again, hitting both of them in the face.

Xiao Yeci shed tears, and Lu Chunying cried out.

Now there is not one blood stain on their faces, but two.

The two bloodstains turned into an X.

Mom may have made a mistake. Let's go to the right. Come on! Follow mom! Xiao Yeci firmly grabbed Lu Chunying's hand.

Mom, you'd better leave first, I'll just follow you. Lu Chunying shook off Xiao Yeci's hand.

She took back her previous thoughts.

Xiao Yeci is not reliable at all.

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Li Banfeng entered the old lady's house and looked at every furnishing in the house.

A bed, a table, two chairs, and a standing cabinet.

The furnishings were very simple, and Li Banfeng scanned each item one by one, guessing which item would be the spirit of the house.

There is an old clock on the table. It has no spirituality at all. It is not a home spirit at first glance.

There is a teapot next to the old clock. It looks quite spiritual. Could this be the spirit of the house?

There is a sewing box next to the teapot. The spools of thread are neatly placed and the needles on the skeins are inserted neatly. It looks very homely.

There is a rolling pin next to the sewing box. The flour on the rolling pin is evenly coated, and traces of spirituality can also be seen!

Which one is the otaku spirit?

Li Banfeng felt very confused.

I am a home cultivator, so there must be some mutual connection between me and the home spirit.

clang!

The old clock rang.

Li Banfeng looked at the dial. It was half past nine.

This traditional old clock will ring once every half o'clock, and every time the hour, it will ring a sound corresponding to the time.

For example, at nine o'clock, it will clang and ring nine times.

By nine-thirty, it can only clang! Ring!

The sound just now interrupted Li Banfeng's thoughts of looking for the spirit of the house, which made him very unhappy.

He glared at the old clock and continued to scan the other objects in the room.

Finally, his eyes rested on the feather duster. He felt that this feather duster was the most spiritual.

Firstly, the color is brighter, and secondly, the feathers are softer.

Li Banfeng picked up the feather duster and was about to use his talent as a home repairman to have an in-depth communication. Suddenly, he heard the old clock ringing, clang, clang... ten times in succession, and the sound was very loud, which completely attracted Li Banfeng's attention. force.

Ten rings?

Li Banfeng looked at the dial. The hour and minute hands pointed to ten o'clock.

It was half past nine just now, and now it's ten o'clock in the blink of an eye?

Could it be that……

Is this old clock broken?

Just now, Li Banfeng was still thinking about whether he should move this old clock to Curie because he lacked a timekeeping tool.

Looking at this situation, I can no longer keep this clock.

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Li Banfeng communicated with Feather Duster for a while, but found that Feather Duster did not respond.

There was an iron mooncake box placed next to the feather duster. The paint on the box was badly peeled off and it could be seen that it was old, but it was spotless and very clean.

The house spirit loves to be clean, will it be in this box?

Li Banfeng opened the lid of the box with force and found that there was only a stack of old newspapers in the box. The old yellow newspapers seemed to be broken at any time.

It's impossible for a ghost to live in a newspaper, right?

Li Banfeng picked up a newspaper and before he could open it, he really felt something.

He felt the words on the newspaper touching him.

The words as big as a spider's head seemed to have turned into worms, trying to get into Li Banfeng's fingertips.

Really in the newspaper?

Click! Click!

The sound of the pendulum becomes brighter and brighter, and every sound touches the heartstrings.

Li Banfeng put down the newspaper and looked at the golden pendulum. The pendulum reflected some images against the candlelight.

The image was blurry at first, but gradually became clearer after a while.

Li Banfeng seemed to see an old movie with a dim background on the pendulum.

A handsome woman wearing a cheongsam is drawing her eyebrows in front of the mirror.

A man appeared from behind, took the eyebrow pencil from the woman's hand, and gently drew strokes on the beauty's eyebrows.

The eyebrows have been drawn and the lips have been painted.

I painted my lips and bit my lips.

After biting your lip, you can bite something else.

The two people faced each other and bit each other for a long time. The man walked around behind the woman.

The swing of the pendulum became loud and crisp.

The man originally grabbed the woman's shoulder. During the collision, his left hand went around the woman's neck, and his right hand locked his left hand.

His face was close to the woman's face, and he pressed the back of the woman's head with his left shoulder, forcing her head to bend forward.

Naked hanging!

This is not singing naked.

This is naked strangulation!

Li Banfeng was still analyzing the technical difficulty, but the woman in the picture didn't move.

She was hanged alive.

The man pulled it out, put on his clothes, and quickly disappeared from the screen.

The woman's body remains in the house. The scene seems static, but the light and shadow are changing.

Morning and dusk, day and night alternate, the woman's body gradually rots and is covered with maggots.

Until one day, her body was found and moved to the center of the picture.

Many people came and went, and their origins were unknown. They emptied everything in the picture, including a lot of jewelry and a lot of money.

The story seemed to end until the screen was empty.

But what does this story illustrate?

Why did this old clock allow me to see this story?

While thinking, Li Banfeng discovered that the story was not over yet!

A woman appeared in the empty room, the woman who had died before.

The woman is dressing up and doing it with a smile.

In the house, the woman who had been strangled reappeared.

She is dressing up.

There was no mirror in the room, and she was dressing up in front of Li Banfeng. Her charming smile made Li Banfeng feel more at ease.

This should be the house spirit, right?

The woman suddenly disappeared.

A man appeared in the picture.

Although he changed his clothes, Li Banfeng still recognized him as the woman's murderer.

He seemed to be searching for something. He groped carefully on the floor until he found a secret compartment on the floor and found a knife from the secret compartment.

Li Banfeng recognized this knife. It was a short knife that the old lady cherished very much, and it was now inserted in his belt.

The man was very excited, this was the knife he was looking for.

He lightly brushed the blade with his fingers, but he didn't expect the handle to tremble violently and break free from his hand.

The floating dagger was suspended in front of the man.

The man was very frightened. He supported his body with his hands and crawled backwards quickly.

He climbed too slowly.

The short knife rushed towards the man and slashed his throat, blood spurting out.

The man held his throat and struggled hard. His appearance was very similar to the woman's death struggle.

The woman's figure slowly emerged in the picture, and she continued to dress with a soft smile.

She ignored the man struggling on the ground and kept staring at Li Banfeng, with a slightly sweet coldness in her eyes.

Dressing up, dressing up, what are you always looking at me for?

Every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner, and I wasn’t the one who killed you!

Li Banfeng wanted to look away, but suddenly he saw the woman put down her comb, picked up something like a key, and stretched it towards Li Banfeng.

What to do? Want to take action?

If this woman is a house spirit, do we have to defeat her in order to subdue her?

Li Banfeng was on high alert when he saw the woman opening a glass cover and then slowly turning it with the key.

Li Banfeng looked carefully for a long time and found that it was not a real key, but a key used to wind up the old clock.

The woman was not dressing up in front of Li Banfeng, she was dressing up in front of the clock.

The woman's house was not emptied, but there was one thing left behind, which was this old clock.

Li Banfeng did not see the movie from the perspective of the audience, he saw it all from the perspective of a clock.

The woman drew her eyebrows, put on lipstick, raised her head, lightly opened her red lips, and asked softly:

Am I beautiful?

Li Banfeng heard a woman's voice for the first time.

Is she asking about the clock or me?

The woman's eyes were full of ardent expectation.

Li Banfeng thought for a moment and responded: Beautiful.

The woman smiled, satisfied with the answer.

She then asked another question: Do you know my name?

Li Banfeng thought for a moment and looked down at the iron mooncake box.

He took out an old newspaper from the mooncake box.

On the second page of this newspaper, there is a piece of news, and every word on the news is trembling.

The title of the news was: Luo Yuni, a famous lady, died tragically in another house.

The woman asked again: Do you know my name?

Li Banfeng nodded: I seem to know.

Look at me, keep looking at me, say my name, and I am yours. The woman smiled even sweeter.

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