Chapter 57: Haunted Upstairs

Zhong Kui pointed to the corner as she spoke.

The ashes and the water used to extinguish the fire were mixed together, messy, and one could vaguely see some unburned wooden tablets and the like, lying crookedly in the muddy water.

"These are unburned spirit tablets, right? Judging from what's left, there are at least six, not counting the ones that were completely burned away. You said you were transcending the spirits in this apartment. Besides Yue Fengsheng and Chen Liangdi, who else died?"

Zhao Xiaozhen hesitated and looked at Qi Fei, as if afraid he wouldn't believe her, and didn't dare to answer Zhong Kui directly, just muttering: "It's true, this broken place, I've had enough! It was already strange when the house was built. If I had known, I wouldn't have wanted this house!"

"Is your place haunted upstairs?" Zhong Kui said.

As soon as Zhao Xiaozhen heard this, she immediately became excited: "Yes, yes, yes, you already knew, right?"

Qi Fei looked at Zhong Kui speechlessly. She was clearly guessing blindly, deliberately catering to Zhao Xiaozhen, and even pretending to know everything with a calm face. If it weren't for the possibility of getting information, he really wanted to expose her immediately.

"As soon as you burned the paper money, the fire got out of control. It seems the resentment of those dead ghosts is not small!" Zhong Kui deliberately scared Zhao Xiaozhen. She was born charming, and at this moment, she really looked like a fox fairy.

"Then, then what should I do?" Zhao Xiaozhen had completely developed trust in Zhong Kui and immediately asked for advice.

"For this kind of thing, I think you need to set up a copper coin array. Why don't you tell me about the haunting situation first, and I'll see how I can help you?" Zhong Kui revealed the posture of talking nonsense with her eyes open that Qi Fei was familiar with.

He knew it was bad and hurriedly said to Zhao Xiaozhen: "Don't worry, it's free! We are all here to serve the common people!"

Zhong Kui glared at Qi Fei fiercely when she heard this.

This time it was Qi Fei's turn to have a triumphant, wicked smile.

Zhong Kui suppressed her displeasure and showed a professional smile to Zhao Xiaozhen: "We'll talk about money later. Let's solve your haunting problem first. Go ahead."

Zhao Xiaozhen said mysteriously: "Room 302 upstairs has been empty for ten years. A family of four died of carbon monoxide poisoning. It was during the New Year, and they had no relatives in Nancheng, so we old colleagues had to help handle the funeral. It was truly a sin! Since then, we have often heard strange sounds upstairs. We always feel like someone is sweeping the floor or brushing the walls; anyway, it's like someone is doing housework. We didn't dare to think too much, comforting ourselves that it was rats or something, and we shouldn't scare ourselves. But the movement has been getting bigger and bigger these past two days. It used to be just when it was getting dark, but now we can hear the sound in broad daylight!"

Speaking of this, Zhao Xiaozhen was very terrified, looking at them nervously: "You say, what exactly is wrong with our apartment?"

"How about we go to your house and take a look? See if there's a house ghost making trouble," Zhong Kui said.

Zhao Xiaozhen immediately took them upstairs actively after hearing this.

As soon as the door opened, a middle-aged man rushed at Zhao Xiaozhen in a rage: "I told you not to engage in this kind of superstitious stuff! You almost burned the building down. If you aren't embarrassed, I am!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw two people following Zhao Xiaozhen and suddenly restrained his temper.

These days, Qi Fei and Zhong Kui often appeared at Guiyue Apartment and had become familiar faces in the building.

And Qi Fei also knew every resident.

He knew this person in front of him was Zhao Xiaozhen's husband, the master of Room 201, Wang Dakang.

Like other residents, looking at this decoration, it was a family that had good conditions back then. The ceiling of every room had complex suspended ceilings that were popular in the 80s and 90s of the last century—the kind that used wooden plywood to make various shapes of decorations at the four corners. Wang Dakang's family's ceiling looked like it was of good quality; after so many years, it was still sharp-angled with no signs of damage.

When Wang Dakang saw the police had come, he thought they were here to pursue responsibility, so he pleaded for Zhao Xiaozhen: "Officer, my wife is uneducated. It's just that there have been consecutive accidents in the building recently, which scared her. She didn't mean to burn things. We will pay for the damage, please don't arrest her..."

"Don't worry, because it was extinguished in time, no serious consequences were caused. I heard from your wife that it's haunted upstairs?"

Hearing Qi Fei say this, Wang Dakang was unexpectedly speechless for a moment. He looked at Qi Fei and then at Zhong Kui, saying: "You, are you here to investigate the haunting? They all say the Nancheng Police Bureau even catches ghosts. It seems it's true?"

"They are right," Zhong Kui snatched the answer before Qi Fei, making Qi Fei stare in anger.

Zhong Kui raised an eyebrow and whispered: "Telling you to hinder me from making money."

Qi Fei was angry but knew this wasn't the point at the moment, so he said to Wang Dakang: "Zhao Xiaozhen said she often hears sounds in the empty room upstairs. Have you heard it too?"

Wang Dakang said: "This is true. It's that kind of rustling sound, I don't know what kind of thing is rubbing back and forth. If you say it's a rat, the rhythm is too fixed. Do you know what it's like?"

"Your wife said it's like the sound of sweeping the floor."

Wang Dakang shook his head, then glanced at Zhao Xiaozhen: "I haven't told her this, I'm afraid she won't be able to sleep at night. I've had an idea for a long time. Master Lin upstairs and I were both from the leather factory. That sound is very much like the sound of us using a brush to polish leather goods when we worked in the factory before. It's just like that, swish, swish, swish..."

Wang Dakang gestured with his hands while imitating the sound, as if he had been possessed.

Sure enough, Zhao Xiaozhen was already trembling all over after hearing this: "So, is it really Lao Lin who is back? Is he blaming us for not calling the police..."

"Why didn't you call the police?" Qi Fei asked immediately.

Wang Dakang sighed when he heard this and said: "At that time, the residents in the building all went to save them. Everyone knew that when the door was opened, the whole family was already dead. It was a gas leak, so calling the police was just like that, what could be done?"

Zhong Kui looked at Wang Dakang and said, her gaze dodging, and immediately scared him: "Old He didn't say it like that."

When Wang Dakang heard her say this, he was indeed guilty and held the back of the chair as if he couldn't stand steady: "This matter was discussed by everyone, he shouldn't be picking on me alone!"

"Hmm? Why discuss it?" Qi Fei felt something was wrong as soon as he heard this.

Wang Dakang and Zhao Xiaozhen looked at each other, as if hesitating whether to say it.

"Lao Lin said that at that time, his little daughter still had one breath left. If you had called for help, maybe she could have been saved." Zhong Kui's words were gloomy, as if they had been transmitted from the underworld.

Wang Dakang and Zhao Xiaozhen were so scared that the two of them hugged each other, looking around at the air. Wang Dakang trembled and said: "Where is he? He, he should know we had our difficulties!" ===== CHAPTER 58 =====