Chapter 145
Looking at the time on his phone, Lu Xingzhou was speechless. He asked politely, "Excuse me, who are you?"
The voice on the other end had a slightly embarrassed smile. He said, "Excuse me, I'm from the Cultural Relics Research Institute. Do you remember that crack in the ground in Hunan Province?"
Lu Xingzhou suddenly realized that of course he remembered, he had been waiting.
The other side said: "It's like this, we have been preparing to contact you and would like to borrow your parrot."
Lu Xingzhou yawned, turned over and said, "Fubao, Fubao is still in the Northeast. Is the crack in the ground a problem? If not, you can wait for Fubao to come back with my brother."
The person on the other end understood that Fubao was the parrot. He smiled and said, "Don't worry. How about this? I'll contact you in a couple of days. We can't find the entrance here, so it's very difficult to get in. The situation inside is unknown, so we'd like to ask for your help."
Lu Xingzhou hummed calmly and said, "Okay, I'll contact you when Fubao returns."
There was no objection from the other end, so the call was hung up. Lu Xingzhou rubbed his eyes and put the phone aside. It seemed that the search was not going well.
That’s true. After all, I couldn’t go down at that time. The depth inside was quite considerable, and I didn’t know if there was anything else inside.
He didn't take it seriously. He knew that the other party would definitely contact him. After all, there were more than just ordinary antiques in there.
He fell into a deep sleep, and the next morning, Lu Yuner came and knocked on the door. They were about to set off for the Magic City.
Lu Yun'er is now looking forward to whether there are really ghosts in the Hong Kong Coliseum in Shanghai.
To be honest, the tomb of that idiot He Liantong whom I encountered during the last ancient tomb exploration has now been excavated. The main reason is that the culture of that small country is still quite valuable for research.
Although Helian Tong himself gilded himself in the tomb, Lu Xingzhou's eyes flashed with a smile when he thought of the things next to his tomb.
So what if he flatters himself? His brother the king wants to crush him to death.
So what he did is still recorded, and only infamy awaits him.
After getting on the plane, they arrived at the destination quickly. Lu Xingzhou and Lu Yuner, carrying their bags, looked at the house in front of them, which looked a bit eerie and dilapidated even in broad daylight.
The Hong Kong Coliseum is very large. There used to be gardens on both sides of the road leading into it. However, no one took care of the gardens, resulting in overgrowth of weeds and trees. From a distance, it looks like an urban forest, and even the original road has been covered up.
It's not that no one has gone in since Lu Xingzhou and his friends bought it, but everyone who goes in will be thrown out. Although they won't get hurt, they are scared.
So we just cleared a small path.
Lu Xingzhou touched the scarf around his neck and said, "How is it? Do you feel anything?"
Hu Qi looked at the house in front of him and said with a sigh, "Goodness, the resentment is soaring to the sky, and the gloom is overwhelming. It's an aura that will kill anyone who lives here. It's unparalleled."
Lu Xingzhou looked at Zhao Qingyi next to him. Zhao Qingyi's eyes were shining. She came to him after hearing that Lu Xingzhou had bought the Hong Kong Coliseum. She was often asked to help out recently. She had something to do today, but when she heard that Lu Xingzhou was in Shanghai, she came over eagerly.
This house is so fierce that it seems to have given birth to a ghost. If it were her before, she would not dare to come in.
There are already thirty or forty ghosts that can be felt here. Four of them can play mahjong. So many...
Zhao Qingyi shook his head. He thought that he could live there for such a long time without any problems. It must be because he had something on him.
After all, this house is not cheap, it costs billions.
Lu Yun'er also felt a little weak in the knees. Unlike last time, there would be no bug this time. After all, the Helian last time was allergic to hair.
Thinking of this, he hugged Hu Qi around Lu Xingzhou's neck and said, "Xiao Qi, my life depends on you."
His Zhou Zhou is a big boss, and Zhao Qingyi is not someone to be trifled with. Among the three of them, he is the only small loser.
Lu Xingzhou walked in first. As soon as he entered, he felt much colder around him. He didn’t know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that it was gloomy in there, which was completely different from the bright sunshine outside.
Ah, there are a total of thirty-five ghosts here, including suicide by hanging, cutting wrists with wedding dresses, infant spirits, pregnant ghosts, and death by fire... It's simply an encyclopedia of ways to die.
The ghosts that originally sensed strangers all looked outside through the house, their eyes all focused on Lu Xingzhou.
A girl in a red dress covered her mouth and laughed softly. She looked fiercely at the woman next to her who was holding a child with a gentle expression and said, "Infant spirit! The infant spirit that died the moment it opened its eyes is what retribution!"
The woman in the white cheongsam turned pale when she heard this. The sharp cry of the baby in her arms echoed throughout the Hong Kong Coliseum. The pregnant woman next to her with a bulging belly looked painful, and the woman gently comforted her child.
She said: "Shut up, bitch, don't think I can't do anything to you now, you are so presumptuous here, it turns out that a concubine is a concubine!"
The woman's curly hair suddenly straightened, and her long hair shot straight towards the cheongsam woman. The cheongsam woman did not move, but an invisible baffle appeared in front of her eyes, preventing her long hair from moving.
A man in handsome clothes appeared on the second floor. He looked at the people below with a doting look and said, "Look at what you look like. Since guests are here, we must treat them well."
The three women below changed their expressions and nodded in frustration, saying that this was Marshal Hong, the original owner of the Hong Kong Coliseum.
They all died tragically. They thought death was a relief, but...
They didn't expect that even if they died, they would still be trapped in this cannibalistic place and unable to avenge themselves.
Hiding the sadness in their eyes, fortunately, all the people who bought this house were men, so they didn't have any new sisters. Or, in other words, the wedding dress above protected the woman. Several ghosts looked at Zhao Qingyi, hoping that this sister could be hidden and thrown away.
As for the two men...
There's nothing wrong with these two, so let's just throw them out as before...
Marshal Hong looked down with a sharp gaze and said calmly, "Don't do unnecessary things."
After saying this, his figure disappeared into the upper level.
Lu Xingzhou walked to the front door and said to Lu Yuner and the others, "This Red Marshal is a mass murderer, so even as a ghost, he is still extremely powerful. If nothing unexpected happens, it's because of him that the Red Hall is still like this."
[I just feel sorry for the girls inside. They all had a miserable fate in life, and were restricted even after death.]
Lu Xingzhou recalled and blinked.
[I remember that the fate of these girls wasn't originally like this. Each of them was blessed with good fortune. As long as they survived the disaster, they would be reborn and achieve a new life. However...it seems that they were all rescued and taken back by Marshal Red.]
The cheongsam ghost woman was hiding in the shadows. She tightened her grip on the child, her brows drooping, her emotions unclear...
She seemed to be... She was sick at that time, her parents had no money to buy medicine, and she was almost dying. It was Marshal Hong who saved her. So, even though she didn't like Marshal Hong, she still gave birth to children for him and voluntarily entered the Red Pavilion.
Now they're saying... after she gets over this disaster, she'll have a new life? Hahahaha, what a joke.
It turns out that she has not experienced the suffering of others. Without Marshal Hong, it is not certain whether Lian'er can survive. Why is she trying to sow discord here?
Zhao Qingyi next to him had a serious expression, and there was a faint glow on her body. Lu Xingzhou stood quietly at the door. The door was open, and the sunlight from outside shone in. The dust inside was floating, and when it shone in, it was filled with smoke.
Lu Xingzhou walked in first. Lu Yuner hugged Hu Qi tightly. He took a look at the layout here and nodded slightly. "The layout here is okay. Let's just restore it when the time comes."
Lu Yuner subconsciously said, "Restore the style of the Republic of China? I remember that photo only had the decoration below."
Lu Xingzhou nodded and walked upstairs.
He pushed open the innermost room and said, "This is the room of Madam Lian, the Red Marshal. I found out that after the Marshal died, the Red Hall was sealed and haunted, so the things inside are still the same as before."
It is indeed true. The bed, dressing table, and cabinets here have not been moved out, and you can still vaguely see what they looked like back then.
Madam Lian was so pitiful. When she was ill, someone actually lent her money. It was her childhood sweetheart. Her original life was supposed to be one where she would recover and fall in love with her childhood sweetheart. Together, they would start a new life, establish a school, and protect many children during the war...
Madam Lian suddenly raised her head. Didn’t her childhood sweetheart...that person just leave without paying any attention to her?
However, Marshal Hong got involved and beat her childhood sweetheart to death, bringing him back to the Hong Kong Coliseum. Even Madam Lian's child was sacrificed by Marshal Hong.
Madam Lian suddenly rushed forward, but before she reached Lu Xingzhou, a golden light flashed and she was knocked away. Lu Yun'er screamed and looked at Madam Lian.
He said, "No...what's going on?"
Hu Qi patted him soothingly with his tail and said, "Shut up, you rookie."
Zhao Qingyi, who was standing next to him, squatted down and looked at the woman in the white cheongsam in front of him and said, "Are you Madam Lian?"
Madam Lian ignored Zhao Qingyi and stared at Lu Xingzhou. Lu Xingzhou stood there quietly, gentle and handsome. Her brother Shen was also such a person...
She wanted to know what was going on...
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