Chapter 262: Midnight Haunted House 49
There is also a door lamp hanging on the gatehouse of Room 3, Qingshui Hutong. Unlike the warm light of Yunxian Hall, it is a white lamp. The dead white light makes this gloomy night look a bit desolate and depressed.
The door was also open, but there was no one standing at the door, and there were no melon seed shells spit out by a street woman on the ground.
Su Qingyun and Xu Xinghe walked in. The hall was not big. There was a square table in the middle, just like the Yunxian Hall. On the table was a pot of tea and six cups of water. In addition, there was a pot of golden-edged spider plant, which was well maintained.
"Is anyone there?" Su Qingyun asked loudly.
No one answered.
There was a light on the second floor, also a bleak white light, but the light was not bright. It should be an old-fashioned pull-cord bulb with a low wattage.
Su Qingyun and Xu Xinghe did not go upstairs. Before they were sure that this was a haunted house, they could not take any rash action.
"There are no signs of fire here," Xu Xinghe said, "nor any signs of reconstruction. Are the people from Yunxian Hall talking nonsense?"
Su Qingyun didn't know whether it was true or not, she didn't say anything, but stood by the table and reached out to touch the leaves of the golden-edged spider plant.
Unexpectedly, when she touched the Chlorophytum comosum, the leaves suddenly curled up like the mimosa, then turned yellow and black, and finally turned into a wisp of green smoke.
Su Qingyun quickly retracted her hand.
She stepped back to the front door, then took out a marker and drew three circles on the door.
It is not certain whether it is a haunted house, but things in the house have undergone mysterious changes, so she has to follow the operating procedures specified in the employee code.
If the door is closed, she still has a way to break it.
Xu Xinghe also retreated to the door and asked Su Qingyun if he wanted to seal the window with black tape now.
"Wait and see."
Su Qingyun looked around and finally his gaze fell on the door in the back hall.
The layout of Yunxian Hall is that there is a door behind the inner hall, and behind it should be the backyard and kitchen.
I wonder if Room 3 in Qingshui Hutong has the same layout.
"Is anyone there?" Su Qingyun asked again.
Still no one answered.
Su Qingyun winked at Xu Xinghe, who nodded in understanding. He walked over and gently pried the door open with his fingers.
The door was only opened a small crack. When Xu Xinghe was about to open the back door along the crack, a skinny hand suddenly stretched out from behind the door.
Xu Xinghe quickly withdrew his hand and stood next to Su Qingyun.
The hand slowly and tremblingly opened the door, and then Su Qingyun and Xu Xinghe saw a withered and old face appearing from behind the door.
What kind of face is this? Su Qingyun couldn't describe it. She could say she was ugly, but from the half of her face without scars, she could tell that she must have had some looks when she was young.
Although people say she is pretty, her gapping front teeth and the dark spots on her face are really hard to look at.
"Who are you? Why are you in my house?" The old woman came out from the inner room and looked at Su Qingyun and Xu Xinghe warily.
Su Qingyun quickly explained that she and Xu Xinghe were travelers on the road, and when they passed by and saw the door open, they came in to see if they could rest for a while.
"Want to stay overnight?"
"Is that okay, Grandma?"
“This is not a hotel.”
"So what are you doing?"
The old woman curled her lips, as if she was disdainful of Su Qingyun's question that she already knew the answer to, or as if she was sneering impatiently.
"You came to Qingshui Hutong and asked me if you could rest here. Don't you two know what this place is?" The old woman raised her eyelids to take a look at Su Qingyun and Xu Xinghe's clothes. She began to ask, "Are you from the government office?"
"No, we are employees of a cleaning company." Su Qingyun decided to tell the truth because the employee code of conduct did not require them to hide their identities from outsiders.
"My team and I came from far away to clean up the mess in house number 33 in this alley. But we just walked around here and couldn't find house number 33. We were thirsty, so we thought we'd stop by your place to rest our feet."
"Oh, you want some water? There's water on the table. Please drink it." The old woman said as she closed the door to the backyard and walked to the square table step by step.
She turned the upside-down cup over, placed two cups in front of Su Qingyun, then picked up the kettle and poured water.
After doing all this, she sat down with her hands on the table, and raised her eyelids to look at Su Qingyun.
Su Qingyun picked up the teacup and pretended to take a sip. She asked the old woman again, "Grandma, do you know No. 33 Qingshui Hutong?"
The old woman shook her head. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
When asked again, he still shook his head.
Su Qingyun glanced at Xu Xinghe. If she encountered this kind of situation in the dungeon and continued asking, the result would most likely be the same.
Don’t you really know?
Xu Xinghe thought about it, then he came over and asked the old woman, "Grandma, how many years have you lived in this alley?"
"Ask me that." The old woman took the teacup and poured herself a glass of water. She took two sips, put it down, and then slowly said, "I've been here for almost thirty years."
"Do you live alone?"
"Why are you asking this?" The old woman began to twitch her eyelids again. "Could it be that you want to know if I live alone so you can rob me?"
"Don't get me wrong, we have legitimate jobs." Xu Xinghe said as he took out his work ID and put it on the table.
The old woman lowered her eyelids and took a look. When she saw the company name on Xu Xinghe's work badge, she couldn't help but read it out loud, "Haunted House Cleaning Company?"
"Yes, we clean haunted houses. Number 33, the one I just asked you about, is a haunted house. You've lived here for thirty years, so you should know that there are houses here that have been haunted."
The old woman gave a strange smile and stretched out her skinny hand to signal Xu Xinghe.
Xu Xinghe didn't understand, but Su Qingyun did. She took out a hundred-dollar bill and put it in the old woman's hand.
The old woman took the paper money back with great satisfaction. "This little girl is quite sensible. Since you asked sincerely, I will answer sincerely that Yunxian Hall is often haunted."
Yunxian Hall!
Su Qingyun and Xu Xinghe looked at each other.
"How is it haunted?"
"Every night in the middle of the night there are chickens screaming and ghosts screaming in their room."
Su Qingyun and Xu Xinghe looked at each other again. They thought that the old woman left the door open waiting for people like them to come in because she was a liar.
"Grandma, we really want to know which house in this alley is haunted. You said it was Yunxian Hall, but Yunxian Hall looks more normal than your place. You have two big locust trees planted in front of your door, and there are dark lights on the gatehouse. You are the only one in the house. No. 33 Qingshui Hutong can't be your place, right?"
As soon as Su Qingyun finished speaking, the scene in the room suddenly shrank, and then the lights in the room went out.
Su Qingyun quickly stood up and moved closer to Xu Xinghe.
"What's going on?"
"It's time to change the scene." Xu Xinghe's voice was still calm. He pulled Su Qingyun's arm and took two steps back.
The door closed behind him.
But there seemed to be another person in the room.
"Click, click" Ye Jian turned on the light on the shoulder strap.
"Fortunately, I have long legs, otherwise I would have been locked outside." Then he held up a doorplate with the words "No. 33 Qingshui Hutong" written in large letters.
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