Chapter 247 Jinjiang (2)
matter.
After he brought the statue home, he never opened his travel bag, and the statue and the statue were kept in a pile of sweaty clothes for the entire vacation.
But the young man did not have a happy summer vacation.
Although it’s fun to play games every day and night, there are always some subtle changes at home.
He tried to catch up on some sleep after playing games all night, but he could always vaguely hear footsteps outside the door and the creaking of the floor.
But he just thought that his mother went to work or came home for dinner, so there was the sound.
When I went to the bathroom in the middle of the night, the tungsten filament of the light bulb in the bathroom seemed to have burned out, and it kept flickering.
He changed a light bulb, but the same thing happened.
He just thought it was because the quality of the products was poor and didn't think much about it. Later, he was too lazy to fix it and just left it there and didn't take care of it anymore.
When his mother entered his room, she also complained that the room was too dark and asked him to open the curtains and stop using the air conditioner every day.
But he just thought that his mother had too much to do and was so annoyed that he just responded casually without taking it seriously.
Even the place where the schoolbag was originally placed, the surrounding walls and furniture, had turned completely black.
However, he just thought that it was because it rained too much that caused the walls and furniture to become moldy.
For some reason during the summer vacation, there were always heavy rainstorms, especially where his home was. It was always the area with the heaviest rainfall in the entire region. And every rainstorm was accompanied by lightning and thunder, dark clouds rolling over the sky, lightning splitting the sky, and the earth shaking, as if it was the end of the world.
But his home place is obviously not the place where it rains the most in previous years.
It was not until now, when the Taoist priest mentioned it, that the young man suddenly realized it.
...Could it be that it was all because of the statue?
"What the hell! I don't know. Who could have thought of something like this!"
The young man realized belatedly that he had probably brushed shoulders with death countless times throughout the holiday.
He was immediately frightened by the truth, and trembled and cried: "Master, Master, save me! I was wrong, I know I was wrong, isn't it enough, what should I do now!"
The Taoist priests looked solemn and exchanged glances with each other.
Judging from the phenomena in the young man's words alone, perhaps the extremely heavy rains and flood season that began in the summer this year are related to the young man taking away the ebony statue.
That statue... which god is it? It has such power.
And the strangest thing is, although the statue is used to suppress evil spirits and has the power to stir up celestial phenomena, it protects this young man time and time again.
Those evil spirits that were released did not fail to find the young man.
Instead, it was found many times, but disappeared in front of the ebony statue many times.
Otherwise, each of the abnormalities in the home that the young man mentioned would be enough to kill him.
The footsteps coming from outside the room were not the mother coming home, but the sound of evil spirits walking during the day.
It was approaching the young man, trying to kill him in his sleep.
The light bulbs that keep breaking in your home are not caused by problems with the bulbs themselves, but because of the influence of ghost energy and unstable voltage.
The dim room is filled with ghostly aura, and evil spirits are targeting the people living here.
When the young man forgot about reality and was fighting hard in the game, through the window, pairs of eyes outside were staring at him silently, their greed aroused by his flesh and blood and soul, and they were ready to make a move.
However, the young man is still alive today, unharmed.
It is in stark contrast to the other three.
...This seems to be the last kindness that the cruel ghosts and gods have towards living people.
The Taoist priest hesitated and said, "Even in the photo, the statue's appearance is unrecognizable. Moreover, the hexagram does not allow us to ask. Could it be that..."
Could it be that it was a real ghost?
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