Chapter 393

After about half an hour of communication.

Everyone learned that the woman who fell down was named Gong Xiujuan.

Twenty-seven years old, working in a large supermarket, and had been asking for leave to rest at home for a while recently.

Lying on the bed looking at her phone, feeling sleepy, she reluctantly put down her phone, turned over, and started falling downward.

At first, she thought she had fallen off the bed.

But the fall lasted for several seconds, until she fell into the cold pool water.

For the status quo of the dark cave, Gong Xiujuan only spent a short time accepting it, faster than Huang Debiao and his wife accepting the status quo.

Stable emotions, severe dark circles, working in a supermarket and being able to ask for leave for many days to play with her phone at home... The doubts about this girl are not small. Wu Xian determined that she hid a lot of news.

But Wu Xian didn't pursue it.

Suddenly coming to a strange environment, out of safety considerations, hiding one's own sensitive information is a common practice. Normal people wouldn't confide in strangers they met for the first time.

After roasting by the fire for a while.

Gong Xiujuan put on her half-dry clothes.

The shy Xiong Gang dared to look at Gong Xiujuan, his face slightly red, looking like a pure young boy.

Huang Debiao, who had a wife, could finally raise his head.

Wu Xian had a normal heart. He wouldn't look deliberately, nor would he deliberately not look. He guarded all places equally throughout the process to prevent sudden attacks by unknown things.

Time passed for a while.

Everyone chatted one after another, occasionally telling two small jokes. Because Wu Xian knew Shi Ji, most of the jokes he told were not very clean.

Soon, everyone showed sleepiness.

Huang Debiao looked at his watch: "It has been more than sixteen hours since the last story."

Wu Xian pondered for three seconds: "It's time to tell a story. Who will be next?"

According to Wu Xian's initial plan, a story should be told every twenty-four hours, and then rest when the palace lantern is lit.

But the eight hours when the palace lantern was lit for the first time, everyone was vigilant against each other and didn't rest, so the second story could only be told in advance.

Firelight can be used for cooking and provide warmth, but it cannot completely drive away monsters. After the big spider incident, in the bonfire state, except for the fat tiger, no one dared to rest.

Therefore, if you want to rest, you can only tell stories.

Now those who can tell stories are Wu Xian, Xiong Gang, Huang Debiao, and the newly arrived Gong Xiujuan, four people.

Wu Xian was hesitating when Huang Debiao took the initiative to stand up.

"Let me do it."

Huang Debiao, who looked a bit haggard, walked in front of the statue.

In the past ten hours or so, he had always performed very shamefully. Although he was very scared in his heart, he was also a man and didn't want to be shameful like this all the time.

Even his wife, a weak woman, dared to say the fear buried in her heart. What did he not dare to do?

Huang Debiao coughed lightly: "My parents left early. The biggest property they left me was a property in 'Xiahaishi'."

Xia Caoqing's eyes widened, and she kept pinching his arm with both hands. She had always thought Huang Debiao was a pauper, and even thought about writing articles to help this guy buy a house.

"This house is on the top floor, there is no elevator, but you know the housing prices in Xiahaishi. As long as I sell this house, I can get a large sum of money." "At first, I didn't have the idea of selling the house. After all, the house was left by the elderly, and without this house, it would be difficult for me to gain a foothold in Xiahaishi. But after I lived here for two months, I couldn't help it."

"Because every noon, I could hear the sound of marbles coming from upstairs... and my house is on the top floor!"

Wu Xian raised an eyebrow.

Regarding the sound of marbles on the top floor, it is a folk strange story that is quite widely spread. Many families have encountered it, and he has also investigated it.

Huang Debiao scratched his head.

"I once heard people say that the sound of marbles on the top floor is because mold causes cracks in steel bars and cement, and the vibration of steel bars produces the sound. This sound is also there during the day, but it's too noisy outside, so you can't hear it."

"Although there is such a saying, I still felt a bit hairy in my heart, so I posted a house-selling advertisement."

"On the same day, a real estate agent came to the door, wanting me to entrust the house to them for sale..."

"I hate real estate agents very much. They use this method to isolate buyers and sellers, monopolizing originally public information in their own hands, thereby earning high commissions."

"But in order to sell the house early and get the money, I compromised and signed a contract with the agent."

"After that day, many people came to me to see the house."

"These buyers are very strange. They only come to see the house at night. When they see the house, they don't look at furniture, don't look at decoration, only look at windows, mirrors, green plants, toilets, etc. in the room."

"Because I accompanied people to see the house every day, my spirit withered rapidly. A few days later, I finally couldn't help but ask the agent why these buyers only looked and didn't buy."

"The agent told me that buyers didn't want to be neighbors with children. Living here is too noisy. But I didn't even know the situation of the neighbors. How did they know there were children in the neighbor's house?"

"After a long time like this, I was a bit wanting to give up selling the house."

"This day, the agent brought an old lady. This old lady was a bit deaf, so she didn't care about the children in the neighbor's house. She gave me a bag of cash on the spot and wanted to sign a purchase contract with me."

"I saw such a big pile of cash and was overjoyed, wanting to sign on the contract given by the old lady."

"But just then, I heard the sound of marbles."

"Click, click..."

"This time the sound of marbles didn't come from upstairs, but on the stairs, rolling down from the roof door all the way, just rolling into my open door. There were four in total, all the size of eyes, paired together, like two pairs of eyes staring at me!"

Huang Debiao trembled when he said this. This matter had been buried in his heart for a long time and had always been an indelible shadow. Being able to say it in front of people today made him feel much more relaxed.

"Seeing those four glass beads, I immediately realized that the sound of marbles in my house wasn't any physical phenomenon, but that there really was something playing marbles upstairs in my house."

"I turned my head blankly and looked at the cash and contract on the table, and saw something completely different."

"That wasn't a property contract, but a Yin house contract. Those cash weren't real money, but a bag of paper money from the Heaven and Earth Bank!"

"Seeing this, I remembered a lot of things that I had subconsciously ignored before."

"Why did the agent and buyers all appear only at night? Why did the buyers say there were children in the neighbor's house? Why did my body become weaker and weaker? Why did such a big thing as buying and selling property only need a contract to be decided..."

Huang Debiao swallowed and said.

"There is a ghost upstairs in my house!"

"The agent is a ghost!"

"Those who came to see the house are also ghosts!"

(End of chapter)