When I saw Lin You a few hours ago, I noticed that he looked very unwell.
But it's only been a few hours, and look at his face... well, let's just say it looks terrible.
It's like having endured several days of hardship and being on the verge of collapse.
The problem is, his mental state wasn't actually that bad.
At least it doesn't look as bad as it appears.
Well, how should I put it?
It's like a sock that looks disgusting on the surface, and you might think it must stink terribly, but actually, it's not that bad.
"Master, you've arrived!"
Lin You seemed very excited when he saw me, and he opened his arms to shake my hand from a distance.
master?
I smiled bitterly to myself. What kind of master am I? At best, I'm just an apprentice.
However, my attire does give me a somewhat ethereal and otherworldly appearance.
People who don't know me would really think I'm a capable master chef.
At that moment, I finally understood why those protagonists with unparalleled strength in novels were ridiculed every day.
Too young, too naive, too handsome.
Who wouldn't have doubts?
In my current state, I don't even need to lift a finger; people will treat me with the utmost respect, like a revered deity.
I shook hands with Lin You and found that his hands were as cold as an ice-cold watermelon just pulled out of a well.
"Mr. Lin, did you go upstairs again?" I frowned.
Lin You's eyes lit up, and he immediately gave a thumbs up: "As expected of a master, you have a discerning eye. I did go upstairs."
Is this how you use the phrase "a discerning eye can recognize a gem"?
I told him not to call me Master, just call me Old Chen.
Lin You immediately waved his hand: "Let's just call him Master Chen."
After he finished speaking, he took a cigarette out of the cigarette pack and handed it to me, but he only remembered to ask me if I smoked when he was halfway through handing it to me.
I glanced over and saw that it was a Huazi cigarette box, which was still quite new, probably to welcome the cigarettes I had just bought.
I took the cigarette and said thank you, and Lin You, being very perceptive, lit it for me.
After taking a deep breath, he sighed heavily: "I'm thinking to myself, whether or not something happened to the house I bought, I don't want it anymore. I feel uneasy, especially these past few days, nothing seems to be going right."
"So I went upstairs and packed up all the furniture and other things that could be packed. I'll find a moving company tomorrow for the rest."
As he spoke, he pointed to a pickup truck not far away.
I took a closer look, and wow, they even moved the solid wood sofa.
The truck was packed with stuff; the back of the pickup was almost full.
It's true what they say: people die for money, and birds die for food.
They'd already seen a ghost, and they still went up to lift the furniture. They were just asking for trouble.
I exhaled a smoke ring and asked him, "Mr. Lin, did you notice anything unusual when you went up there?"
"abnormal?"
Lin You squinted and thought for a while, then suddenly shivered: "Yes, yes, yes, it just feels really cold, and I always feel like someone is breathing on the back of my neck, but when I turn my head, it's gone."
Feeling particularly cold?
My heart skipped a beat. I figured that the dirty thing must have been crawling on Lin You's back while he was moving furniture.
Ordinary people can't see ghosts; they can only rely on their feelings.
For example, you might suddenly feel cold, or experience inexplicable panic, as if something is watching you from somewhere, causing your heart to race.
This means that something unclean has appeared around you.
Just as I was about to ask another question, a thunderclap suddenly boomed in the sky.
Large raindrops were falling heavily, and they stung quite a bit when they hit you.
"Master Chen, hurry up and go inside, it's raining."
I grunted in agreement and tightened my grip on the lightning sword on my back.
...
Lin You bought a second-hand apartment on the 18th floor of Building C.
Many people say, "Don't buy a house on the 18th floor."
In the real estate sector, the controversy surrounding the 18th floor stems not only from the popular saying of "the 18 levels of hell."
Putting all that aside, from the perspective of architecture and living experience, high-rise residential buildings often concentrate water and electricity pressurization equipment, elevator machine rooms, etc. on the top floor or the second-to-top floor (17th-18th floors).
Low-frequency noise generated by machine operation can be transmitted into the room through the walls, and long-term residence can easily affect the nervous system.
By the time we ran to Building C in the rain, our clothes were completely soaked.
Lin You kept apologizing to me, saying he hadn't prepared an umbrella, and kept offering me cigarettes. He also said he would treat me to dinner later and begged me to accept, otherwise he would feel bad.
As soon as the elevator doors opened, I felt a chill hit me, and I couldn't help but shiver.
The house was almost completely emptied, except for a few chairs and a dining table.
I heard from Lin You before that he would have a friend bring a bigger car to pick it up next time.
"You want to take this dining table away too?"
I glanced at the dining table; it must have been left by the original owner, as it was already quite worn.
One corner was wrapped with transparent tape, which showed that it had been used for quite a long time.
That chair does look quite high-end; it's green with gold trim.
In addition to the original decoration of the house, it seems that the owner is extremely fond of the light luxury style.
However, apart from the cold, I couldn't find anything wrong with the room, and I didn't feel the cold air blowing on my neck that Lin You described.
Logically speaking, since my soul is currently incomplete, I should be able to see evil things even without opening my third eye.
However, even after I've looked through the entire three-bedroom apartment, I still haven't seen any trace of dirt.
Thinking of this, I took out the pomelo leaves I had prepared in advance.
This is a folk remedy for "opening the Yin eyes" by boiling water with dew at Chenshi (7-9 AM). Although it is not as long-lasting as orthodox talismanic methods, it can temporarily break the barrier between Yin and Yang.
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