At this time, no matter how stupid I am, I know that I have probably encountered something unclean!
My family has been engaged in antique business for generations. People in our business basically have a common problem - they believe in ghosts and gods very much!
Influenced by my family, I have some psychological shadows on this thing. I inexplicably remembered something my father told me before.
It happened to the child of a friend of my father who was also in the antique business. The child was four or five years older than me. He didn't even go to college. After graduating from junior college, he started to pick up "junk goods" everywhere with his father in the countryside. However, not long after, he got into trouble because he received a pair of jade bracelets from the Qing Dynasty. The whole person seemed to have changed. Every night, he started to sing Huangmei Opera, and he sang it in a very good way. The weirdest thing was that he made a woman's voice!
My father's friend has been traveling around for many years and has been engaged in antique business for a lifetime. He is a very knowledgeable person. When he saw his son's appearance, he knew that he had encountered some evil spirit. Later, he invited a master from somewhere to solve this matter. If it weren't for him, his son would have lost too much yang energy and became a sickly person since then.
Completely subconsciously, I couldn't help but look at the Baipi knife on the sofa.
Could it be that what I encountered was also related to this knife?
I just collected it during the day, and strange things happened around me at night, which made me have to doubt it.
Moreover, this knife was just stolen from the tomb of the dead by the tomb robber. It is definitely a fresh "ghost goods". To use the words my father once told me - fresh "ghost goods" are the most evil. If you are not careful, you will bump into the evil spirit and cause strange things!
I picked up the phone and quickly dialed Uncle Li's number. After this kind of thing, I didn't dare to sleep. I always felt that there were eyes staring at me in the dark place that I couldn't see.
After a while, the phone was connected, and Uncle Li's sleepy voice came over, obviously woken up by my phone call: "Xiaotian, is there something?"
At that moment, I told him everything that happened tonight. Uncle Li has more connections than me and knows some people in this field. I tactfully expressed my opinion and hoped that Uncle Li could help me find someone to take a look tomorrow.
Uncle Li fell into a long silence. After more than ten minutes, he sighed deeply: "Xiaotian, although the knife is precious, you really shouldn't take it. Things from the Qinling ancient tombs should not be taken. I guess the strange things you are encountering now are most likely related to the knife you took in the afternoon!"
I was stunned, and then I vaguely remembered Uncle Li's strange behavior when he took the Baipi knife in the daytime, but at that time I was obsessed with money and didn't care at all. At this time, I was scared and asked hurriedly: "Could it be that there is something unearthed from the Qinling ancient tombs?"
"Alas... I will tell you about this in detail later."
Uncle Li sighed. After listening to my story, it was obvious that he was not sleepy. After a little hesitation, he said: "You go to the store now. I'm afraid something will happen to you at home."
Uncle Li's words made me feel cold, and I asked hurriedly: "Could it be that the thing is not going to let me go tonight?"
"It's hard to say."
Uncle Li pondered for a moment and said slowly: "It's hard to say what the thing that's bothering you is now, but it's definitely not something to be trifled with!
As the saying goes, it's easy to provoke this dirty thing, but it's hard to get rid of it. I'm afraid it will come back to torment you at night."
I was scared, and a chill rushed from the soles of my feet to my forehead. How dare I hesitate: "Okay, I'll leave home now."
"Well, go directly to the store. No matter what you encounter on the way, don't look back. Take a taxi to the store when you go out. At least there is something to suppress our store, and we are not afraid of those things making trouble."
Uncle Li said in a deep voice: "Remember, you just wait for me when you go to the store. No matter who knocks on the door, don't open the door no matter what it says!!"
"..."
After hanging up the phone, I definitely didn't dare to stay in this room any longer. I put on my coat, hesitated for a while, and finally took the Baipi knife and wrapped it in a coarse cloth bag, closed the door and left.
It was almost 3:30 in the evening. The alley outside my house was pitch dark. I didn't know when a thick white fog had appeared on the ground. It was cold and gloomy all around, and there was no one in sight.
I listened to Uncle Li's words and didn't dare to look back. I groped forward in the dark all the way, but I didn't walk for long before I heard someone calling my name behind me. I subconsciously stopped.
"Ge Tianzhong!"
The voice sounded again, a little ethereal, and I couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman.
I felt like I was struck by lightning, and I almost couldn't help but tremble slightly. This time I heard it clearly, someone was definitely calling my name. For a moment, I felt scared, but I was very clear about one thing - I must not agree! !
This is common sense. I have heard my father say that this kind of thing is most likely a little ghost harming people!
The little ghost cannot tell the strength of the yang energy in a person. If it encounters a person with strong yang energy, it generally dare not harm him, so it can only use the method of "calling names" to test. People who can hear the ghost's ghost talk are basically people with weak yang energy and weak yang energy. As long as they agree, they will expose their own defects and be immediately taken away by the ghost as a substitute and die unjustly!
When encountering such a thing, the only way is to pretend not to hear it, keep moving forward, and never look back.
I gritted my teeth and kept telling myself not to panic. I walked forward with my head held high. The thing behind me called my name several times in a row and then there was no movement. But not long after, I heard a series of rustling footsteps behind me, and then something like a hand "slapped" on my shoulder.
It's summer now, and I'm wearing thin clothes. When that hand slapped me, I shivered all over, felt a bone-chilling chill, and goose bumps ran up my neck.
This is not a hand, it's clearly an ice cube!!
I was so scared that I was scared to death. I was so anxious that I couldn't keep a nonchalant attitude. I shook my arm to break free from the hand and ran forward. I didn't dare to look back from beginning to end!!
I must not look back!!
I kept repeating this sentence in my heart to comfort myself. I knew that if I looked back, I would probably die here. My father told me a long time ago that a normal person has three Yang fires, one on the top of the head and the other two on both sides of the shoulders. At night, the three Yang fires will ignite to prevent those unclean things from harming people.
But if you look back, one of the three Yang fires in your body will go out. If all three are extinguished, the Yang energy in your body will be reduced to an extreme, and it will be very dangerous at that time.
I know my own body well. I am weak and my yang is weak. If I turn back and extinguish the three yang fires in my body, I can't say whether I can see the sun tomorrow.
But the strange thing is that no matter how hard I run, I can't run fast, and my body is getting heavier and heavier.
It feels like... I am carrying something heavy.
But at this time, I can't care about my abnormal body. Even if I can't run fast, I still struggle desperately. It took me more than ten minutes to run out of the alley of more than 200 meters. At this time, I was sweating all over, just like doing a strenuous exercise. I felt that my body was getting heavier and heavier. My legs were like lead and began to tremble slightly. My waist couldn't help but bend a little bit, so that my heavy body could be a little more comfortable.
Maybe I was not destined to die. At this time, a taxi happened to drive over with a red light on. I quickly stopped it and got into the taxi.
The driver was a man in his forties. When he saw me get in the car, he immediately asked me with a smile: "Little brother, what happened to you? Why are you still out of breath?"
"Drive...drive quickly, go to Antique Street!"
I felt heavy, and I immediately took a deep breath as soon as I sat down. I turned my head to look at the dark alley, and saw that the thing that tapped my shoulder was not caught up, so I reluctantly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Okay."
The driver saw that I was unwilling to say, so he didn't ask any more questions. He stepped on the accelerator and rushed out. He probably thought I was in an emergency, so he drove very fast.
Seeing that I was getting farther and farther away from my home, I finally felt a little bit of security. I took out my mobile phone to check the time. It was not even four o'clock yet.
I closed my eyes tiredly, praying in my heart that the sky would get bright soon.
I knew that only when the sky got bright would I be barely safe...