Seventy-two Changes of the Evil Spirits

Li Changan took a sip of instant noodles and stared at the computer screen without blinking.

Although I chose a modern society, it is a pity that modern society is not so beautiful.

To put it simply, Li Changan is out of food. He originally had a job with a monthly salary in the early 2000s, but unfortunately he had a conflict with his boss when he took time off to attend the funeral of the father. After traveling back, Li Changan found that although the time of the two parties were not synchronized, after a month there, seven or eight days had passed there, and the company was overdue as soon as he came and went.

Upon returning to the company, Li Changan was told that he had been driven.

Misfortune never comes singly.

Just when Li Changan was estimating how long his insignificant savings could last, he received a call from the landlord.

"Xiao Li, haven't you slept yet?"

Li Changan glanced at the time, 20 o'clock.

"Say something."

"You couldn't get through the phone the other day, and people couldn't find it..." The landlord on the other end of the phone babbled for a while before saying what he really wanted to say, "My son will get married in a few days."

"Huh? Oh, congratulations..."

"Thank you, I mean, my daughter-in-law doesn't want to live with the elderly..."

"..."

"That wedding room..."

Well, Li Changan understands when he hears this, he has to move, and he has to get out as soon as the landlord said. Despite some unprepared anger, the contract for renting the house was in the end. Li Changan didn't plan to argue with the other party, so he readily agreed.

But in this way, Li Changan had to find a new house and job as soon as possible.

He opened the website of renting a house and looked at the renting information one by one.

Satisfactory conditions are expensive.

Poor conditions at the right price.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and a piece of rental information that had just been brushed out appeared in front of him.

…………

The next day, in the afternoon.

Li Changan looked up at a few gilded characters on the gate of the community.

"Chunhua Apartment."

"It should be here."

He turned on the phone message, and it said 14-4, Chunhua Apartment 2, Building.

This is the address where Li Changan saw the rental message last night. The rental house in the message is very satisfying to him. It has three bedrooms and two halls, complete appliances, one pay for one deposit, good environment and convenient transportation. The most important point is cheapness. A thousand dollars is almost a waste of money.

Although Li Changan didn't believe that there would be such a good thing, he still made a call at that time in the hope of trying his luck.

The phone promised readily, saying that the inspection could be done at any time, but there is a condition that the inspection must be during the day, preferably at 12 noon.

Ever since, Li Changan ate a bowl of instant noodles at noon and squeezed the bus to this Chunhua apartment.

This Chunhua Apartment is a residential area for a few years, and the unit buildings in the community are also buildings without elevators, and there is no sign on each building.

Li Changan was wondering whether to call the landlord and ask him to come down and pick him up.

As soon as I took out my phone, I inserted a sentence next to it.

"Young man, I'm here to rent a house."

Li Changan turned his head and looked at it. There was a pavilion next to it. In the pavilion was a group of grandpas and aunts who were playing cards, and an aunt watching the game nearby spoke to Li Changan.

"You are always accurate. I came to see the house." Li Changan nodded, but was a little curious, "How did you see it?"

"Hey, it's okay. Many people in this community are renting houses." The aunt waved her hand, saying that it was nothing big, but her face was full of pride, "I see you look around, and you know that you are looking for a house 80% of the time. ."

"Young man, which house are you planning to rent, I will show you the way."

"Thank you auntie."

Hearing this, Li Changan quickly turned out the phone, pointed to the screen and read.

"2 buildings 14-4."

He read the address, but he didn't hear the echo for a long time. He raised his eyes and was surprised to see that the pavilion full of grandfathers and aunts looked straight at him. The aunt who was going to give directions to Li Changan was even more tangled and weird. , She hesitated for a while, then said:

"Boy, your house, it's a bit..."

"You're Li Changan, Mr. Li." The aunt said halfway, and suddenly a man appeared next to her.

The man was as thin as a bamboo pole with a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose. He introduced himself: "My surname is Liu. I called you the one last night. I've been waiting for you for a long time. Come and go here..."

The man hurried Li Changan away.

Li Changan followed up with a smile, but wondered in his heart. Could it be that there is something tricky in that house when looking at this posture?

……………

Room 4-4 is at the end of the corridor on the 4th floor.

Its door is very old, and the surface paint is peeling off in many places, revealing the rusty stains underneath. The ground in front of the door was also covered with dust, and it seemed that this section was deliberately avoided when the corridor was cleaned.

"No one has lived for a long time."

The man surnamed Liu said with a smile, turned his head, and muttered a few words softly on his mouth, as if he was complaining about the property management.

Li Changan didn't care, he looked up at the door, where a mirror and a brush hung. This is a local custom, used to ward off evil spirits when moving to a new home, and many elderly people still insist on this habit.

only…

Li Changan's eyes fell back to the door of the room.

Normal people put up the character "Fu" at most, but there is a statue of Zhong Kui on the door of this room No. 4-4.

The man surnamed Liu saw that Li Chang'an's face became more and more weird, and quickly explained: "This house used to be my husband's residence. It's an old man, it's more feudal and superstitious..."

While talking, he took out the key.

"Hurry in and see the house."

Come on, he inserted the key and knocked the door a few times before opening it. As soon as the door opened, a musty smell burrowed straight into the person's nose.

"No one will live for too long, just let the wind go."

The man surnamed Liu turned his head to explain, and took the lead and stepped into the room.

Li Changan didn't follow up immediately. He stopped in front of the door and scanned the room.

No wonder it's so cheap, it turns out that the house is full of "dirty stuff".

……………

"My house is large in size and well-decorated... If I wasn't in a hurry to spend money, could I rent it out so cheaply?"

As soon as the man surnamed Liu entered the house, he kept selling melons at Wang Po. As everyone knows, Li Changan did not pay attention to him at all.

His eyes kept patrolling everywhere in the house, and there were probably a dozen ghosts hidden in a small room.

The one in the corner on the left has a black circle around its neck. The old man with his tongue hanging should be a hanged ghost.

The one next to the TV on the right is swollen and blue and white.

Over there, landlord Liu was walking around behind his ass, with **** flesh between his waist and abdomen, and his intestines and liver were faintly visible. Maybe he was run over by a truck.

………………

The world over there has never seen so many ghosts crowded into a room.

Li Changan looked at the novelty, and those ghosts didn't expect to have a kind of ability called "Tongyou", only when Li Changan's eyes turned constantly to look at the house.

After a while, the water stick shrank beside the TV greeted him.

A few ghosts gathered at him and formed a small circle, whispering and whispering. Li Changan dragged a chair and sat next to them, set up Erlang's legs, and sounded openly.

"How do we scare these two living people this time?"

"This time I use'ghost to cover my eyes'."

"Is it... useful?"

"Why it's useless? There are a few people in the city who have seen the real blackness, and then they suddenly blindfolded their eyes, and suddenly they couldn't see their fingers in front of them, and they were so scared to keep them safe."

"Who is scared first?"

"Then kill the bamboo pole." The hanged ghost decided, "Make him miserable this time, and lead someone to our house if you don't have anything to do."

The man surnamed Liu, who didn't know his next fate, finally stopped.

"Mr. Li, if you miss the quality of my house, you won't be able to find a second one in the whole of China."

He slapped his chest and vowed, but Li Changan was noncommittal. Indeed, such a set of houses filled with such ghosts, not to mention all of China, it is rare for the whole world to find a second one.

"How are you thinking about it?"

Li Changan smiled and didn't answer, just pointed his finger in the direction of the living room window.

The man surnamed Liu thought that Li Changan had found something damaged, so he hurriedly looked at it, but as soon as he looked down, a cold sweat came out.

There is a large window on the sunny side of the living room. When the two enter the room, they open the window for ventilation. But now, the window is closing by itself a little bit, and the curtain is closing by itself a little bit.

Finally, the thick curtains hung down to block the sunlight outside.

"Outside...the wind outside...the wind is strong, this window...the curtains are also broken." The man surnamed Liu trembled all over his body, and even said, "I...let's go...go outside..."

"boom."

The door of the room that the man surnamed Liu had been deliberately opening suddenly closed.

His face suddenly turned pale.

"Lee...ah!"

He wanted to say something again, but the water stick was already hiding behind him, covering his eyes, and when he reached his mouth, it turned into a scream.

His trousers wetted a large area at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his body became soft and stretched to the ground. He was shocked and fainted at once.

The group of ghosts in the room suddenly cheered, the water stick raised his hand to signal for silence, and then winked at Li Changan.

The hanged ghost who had been guarding Li Changan for a long time received instructions. It seemed to be scary for the first time, very nervous, and like a living person. He took a deep breath, and his long tongue swayed straight in front of his chest.

It stretched out its hands and walked around to the left of Li Changan.

Li Changan turned his head to look at it, with a smile on his face.

It froze for a moment, took another breath, and moved to the right.

Li Changan's gaze also followed to the right.

It blinked and moved back to the left hesitantly. This time Li Changan's gaze did not follow it, and it was relieved.

It almost thought that the man in front of him could see it!

It shook its long tongue a few times, and bravely stretched its hand to Li Changan's eyes.

But suddenly.

On the contrary, it first turned black.

A fist big as a casserole was printed in the center of its basin.

…………

"Slap! Slap!"

Liu Zhugan was awakened by the burning pain on his face.

He opened his eyes blankly, and the first thing he saw was Li Changan with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Li?" He looked blank, "Are you dead too?"

"Isn't awake yet?" Li Changan's face darkened, and he raised his hand for two more shots.

Liu Zhugan hurriedly protected his face-lift, and cried out: "Wake up! Wake up!"

At this time, he finally noticed that he was in the corridor at this time, and the 4-4 door was not far behind him.

He shivered, and suddenly felt chilly in his lower body.

"Mr. Lee, that ghost..."

"What the hell?" Li Changan interrupted him with a smile, and said without blinking his eyes, "You just fainted suddenly. I wanted to take you to the hospital. I didn't expect that you woke up as soon as I was dragged out."

drag? He just used the word "drag"!

Before Liu Zhugan came over, Li Changan continued:

"Where is the ghost in the daytime? But your situation is also dangerous, suddenly fainting, either a heart attack or a cerebral hemorrhage, you are young..."

Li Changan shook his head and sighed, and then asked Liu Zhugan, who was desperate.

"Did you bring things?"

"What?"

"The rental contract." Li Changan patted him on the shoulder, "Your house is not bad, I rent it!"