Chapter 230: Midnight Haunted House 17
The person who touched Su Qingyun was naturally not Xu Xinghe, because Xu Xinghe was holding a flashlight in one hand to illuminate Ye Jian, and protecting her arm with the other hand.
Ye Jian was even more impossible. He was already at the window, sealing the surrounding areas with black tape.
So the person touching her calf must not be a human, but the ghost of this haunted house.
Su Qingyun didn't say anything. She secretly took out a talisman from her bag and then stuck it towards her calf with lightning speed.
With a whoosh, the hand retracted.
Su Qingyun quickly shone her flashlight around.
Nothing.
"What's wrong?" Ye Jian came over and asked.
"There is a hand touching my calf." Su Qingyun told the truth.
Ye Jian snorted coldly, "Still a pervert."
He handed the black tape to Su Qingyun, "You seal the rest, and we'll help you light it up so you won't be in the dark."
That's very good.
Su Qingyun gave the flashlight to Ye Jian. She took the vinyl tape and walked to the window. As soon as she tore off the tape and opened her arms, she was attacked in the chest.
She protected her chest and stepped back repeatedly.
"What's wrong?" Xu Xinghe and Ye Jian asked in unison.
"Someone touched me again just now." Su Qingyun blushed after saying this.
Ye Jian quickly pulled Su Qingyun to his side to protect her. He looked around and said viciously, "Don't let me catch this pervert. If I do, I will chop off his hands."
Then, he turned around and used Su Qingyun's baton to sweep the photos and incense burner on the incense table to the ground.
Incense ash was scattered all over the floor, and the glass in the picture frame was broken.
"Xu Xinghe, sprinkle some black dog blood."
Xu Xinghe took out a small bottle of black dog blood and sprinkled it on the photo. The next second, a black mist rose from the photo.
Then a sharp ghost scream came from upstairs.
"It seems to be on the second floor."
"Let's go." Ye Jian pulled Su Qingyun, and the three of them went upstairs.
The second floor was still the same, except that the faucet in the bathroom started dripping.
The "beep, beep, beep" sound is very pleasant in the quiet night.
When Xu Xinghe walked over, he saw that the previously clean basin was now dripping with red liquid.
Xu Xinghe told Ye Jian and Su Qingyun about this situation.
"It seems that black dog blood is very useful. It can really deal with ghosts in haunted houses." Ye Jian looked at Su Qingyun beside him, "Why don't you apply some on your body."
"No need." Su Qingyun refused.
Being molested by a ghost is indeed disgusting, but smearing black dog blood on your body is even more disgusting.
Su Qingyun didn't want to do this.
"Could this ghost be a vengeful spirit?" Xu Xinghe stepped back to the two of them and asked.
"That shouldn't be the case. A vengeful spirit usually refers to the soul of someone who died unjustly or harbored strong resentment or obsession. The ghost just now was just like what Ye Jian said, a pervert. I don't think he has any resentment at all, only lust."
Su Qingyun gritted her teeth in anger after she finished speaking.
The vengeful spirit deserves sympathy, but the pervert is so sexy that she really wants to skin him alive.
After hearing what Su Qingyun said, Xu Xinghe made a bold guess. He said, "Since there is a pervert in this house, could the vengeful spirit be a woman who was harmed by this pervert?"
Just like the poor girl in the Zeng family’s old house.
It's not impossible.
However, until the ghost in the house is found, the three are not allowed to clean the house according to the work process.
They returned to the first floor, and Xu Xinghe sealed all the windows of the house with black tape, and then put the incense ashes and photos on the ground into a red garbage bag.
After doing this, the three of them went upstairs again.
At this time, the faucet in the bathroom on the second floor was still dripping water, but the dripping water was no longer clean, but turned black.
The red liquid in the basin was also covered by the black drops from the faucet.
Xu Xinghe reached out and turned on the faucet, but the water was still dripping.
He closed it again, and the water droplets were not affected at all.
He gave up cleaning the bathroom and went to the room.
Ye Jian handed him Su Qingyun's long-handled clamp.
Xu Xinghe squatted down and first shone the flashlight under the bed, then he used a long-handled clip to pick up a red notebook from under the bed.
The notebook was very clean, as if it had been dug out not from under a bed but from someone's pocket.
Xu Xinghe picked up the notebook and flipped through it.
"What's on it?" Su Qingyun asked.
"I don't understand some dates and numbers." Xu Xinghe handed the notebook to Su Qingyun.
Su Qingyun reached out to take it, but suddenly her hand was touched.
She pulled her hand back and the notebook fell to the ground.
"I'm touching you again?" Ye Jian asked.
Su Qingyun nodded, "This time it's my hand."
"Pretty rampant." Ye Jian reached into his trouser pocket and took out a laser pen, which he used to shine around.
Under the illumination of the laser pen, Su Qingyun vaguely saw something flash past in front of him.
The laser pointer's spotlight was too small for her to see clearly.
But Ye Jian saw it clearly. He shouted to Xu Xinghe to get out of the way, then picked up a bottle of black dog blood and poured it into the air.
Xu Xinghe dodged but Su Qingyun did not. The black dog blood splashed all over her and the black shadow.
Su Qingyun saw the black shadow stained with black dog blood running towards the door and then rushing up to the third floor.
"Chase." Ye Jian and Xu Xinghe ran to the third floor at the same time.
The only thing left in the room on the second floor was Su Qingyun, covered in black dog blood, and a red notebook that had fallen to the ground.
Su Qingyun picked up the notebook. When she reached out to pick it up, another hand reached out from the darkness.
Su Qingyun reacted quickly. She shone her flashlight and saw a kind face with a smile.
It’s the old lady who appears in the black and white photo downstairs.
Su Qingyun took a step back, raised the flashlight and shone it on the old woman. She asked who it was.
"Look at the question you asked. You're asking who I am in my house?" The old woman laughed and was quite kind.
"Are you the owner of Courtyard No. 3 in Butcher Village?"
"I don't understand what you are saying. This house belongs to my son."
"What's your son's name?"
"Tu Zhigang, hey, why are you asking about me? You rented a house here and you don't even know my son's name?"
Rent a house?
Su Qingyun walked around the old woman. There was no black dog blood on her body. It seemed that the black dog blood that Ye Jian had just splashed did not splash on her.
But why did she suddenly appear?
"Old lady, is this your room?"
"No, this is my son's room. I live on the third floor."
The third floor, the locked one!
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