Who is my upstairs

Chapter 38 The ghost knocks on the door

"Look at the opposite side, there are still graves! The relevant departments don't care about it, and now they have ordered the prohibition of burials. No wonder there are so many weird things here! Xiaofan, why did you agree to leave the house in the first place?" Fu Yufang pointed Said the grave on the opposite side.

"I seldom come to the balcony, and it doesn't hinder anything." Yang Xiaofan said casually.

The nearby mountains are being developed and constructed, and almost all of these graves have been cleared. I don’t know which rich family owned the four graves on the opposite hill. They have never been ordered to be demolished, and no one forcibly demolished them.

As for agreeing to leave the house without leaving the house, it all depends on a moment of bravery.

At that time, her mother-in-law Zhang Min said to her, "For so many years, you have eaten our food and used our food in our house. It's good if you don't ask for money. You still want to divide the property?"
Yang Xiaofan never thought of coveting anything from Xu Zhiwen, her mother-in-law was aggressive, so she could only sign the divorce agreement, agreeing to leave the house without leaving the house.

Fu Yufang's attitude was a little bit relentless, she said: "Just call the relevant department and ask them to take care of this matter. At night, there are these grave mounds on the opposite side, how can you sleep?"

"No more, teacher, let's go downstairs to eat." Yang Xiaofan has lived in the house for a long time, and her views on people and things have changed a lot. Deep down in her heart, she still doesn't want other people's graves to be demolished. for big.

Deliberately changed the subject, and dragged Fu Yufang downstairs for dinner.

Yang Xiaofan still remembers that a few days ago there was a news on the Internet that a family built a grave on a nearby mountain privately, which attracted the attention of relevant departments.He directly took people up to dismantle the grave, and the bones of the dead were shattered all over the floor.

Looking at the photos on the Internet, Yang Xiaofan has a feeling that he can't bear to look directly.

The demolition of the grave is indeed detrimental to Yin and virtue. Her father had to burn incense for three days and bathe for three days when he moved the grave to collect the bones. It was counted as an auspicious day, and he went to burn incense in front of the grave three days in advance to perform rituals, so that he could be on the third day. Move the grave at night.

But even so, there are times when things go wrong.After her father made enough preparations, he carried the coffin out of the old grave at night and put it bone by bone into the new coffin.

The nails have already been nailed, and the money for the corpse is paid.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the coffin lid almost flipped over.

Yang Xiaofan's father reacted quickly, he sat down on the coffin lid, and was pressed down for life.Later, I found a weight and put it on the four corners of the coffin to press it down, suppressing the corpse, and nothing happened.

After dinner, Fu Yufang turned on her mobile phone to check the road conditions. After confirming that the landslide was passable, she decided to go back to the city early and stop by the hospital to treat the injuries on her face.

Watching Fu Yufang's blue jeep leave, Yang Xiaofan prayed in his heart for Fu Yufang's safe journey, went back to the bedroom and fell asleep on the bed with his head covered.

Except for that incident last night, both she and Fu Yufang only slept for two or three hours, which was a serious lack of sleep.

When Yang Xiaofan woke up, the sky was already dark and the room was dark.

Yang Xiaofan reached out to touch the cell phone beside the bed, wanting to check the time, but the cell phone began to vibrate violently as soon as he got it in his hand, and Fu Yufang's panicked voice came from the other end of the phone: "Xiaofan, it's not good, at the door...someone is calling at the door The names of our family of three, but no one can be seen when we open the door."

"What? Someone called the names of the three of you?" Yang Xiaofan repeated, the thing actually went to Fu Yufang's house, she panicked, but when she thought of Fu Yufang's comfort.

Yang Xiaofan couldn't care about being afraid anymore, she forced herself to calm down, and said to Fu Yufang on the other end of the phone: "Teacher, don't respond, as long as you don't respond, it will have nothing to do with you!!"

Just after saying this, I heard a boy say: "Mom, is there a classmate calling me downstairs to play?"

"Little Treasure, no one is calling you to play, hurry back and do your homework." Fu Yufang scolded.

The boy responded loudly: "What's the matter? My mother won't let me go down to play..."

After the boy shouted, Yang Xiaofan's heart also turned cold, she didn't know whether to be afraid or what to do, she just felt numb from head to toe.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and then Fu Yufang's voice came: "Actually, it's not a big deal, maybe Xiaobao's classmates are playing a prank? I made a big deal out of a molehill..."

After finishing speaking, Fu Yufang silently hung up the phone.

Yang Xiaofan on the other end of the phone didn't know whether to be worried or afraid, she could only silently pray in her heart that the teacher's family was safe, otherwise she would never feel at ease for the rest of her life.

This night, Li's ancestral house was surprisingly quiet, Yang Xiaofan was lying on the bed, half asleep and half awake, feeling a huge object falling from the ceiling, hitting the bed where she was sleeping.

Yang Xiaofan opened his eyes abruptly, it was a mummy that had already evaporated.

The mummy was well preserved, the features on the face were clear, and even the expression before death could be seen, but the two eyeballs had dried up.

Her limbs were stiff, her fingers poked Yang Xiaofan's chin, her lips just fell on Yang Xiaofan's side face, and the long hair on her head also fell on Yang Xiaofan's face, making her feel sick for a while.

Pushing away the mummy suddenly, Yang Xiaofan sat up on the bed, and found that there was only a white silk quilt on the ground that he kicked off the bed, and there was no mummy at all.

Rubbing his temples, Yang Xiaofan glanced at the place where the hair was leaking from the ceiling, and vaguely felt that the amount of hair seemed to be more than before.

At this time, the phone rang inexplicably, and a group of unfamiliar numbers were displayed on the screen.

Yang Xiaofan's first reaction was, could it be a ghost call?

After a little hesitation, Yang Xiaofan swipe the touch screen slowly, picked up the phone, and said in a low voice, "Hello, what can I do?"

"Yang Xiaofan! It really is you. You are still using this phone for so many years. Where are you now? Why didn't you come to the class reunion in the past?"

There was a mature and steady voice on the other end of the phone, and Yang Xiaofan was a little confused when he heard it at first. Could it be that Lin Luoluo contacted his former classmates again, and then re-introduced them to himself.

After being silent for a while, Yang Xiaofan suddenly shouted in surprise: "Xiangzi, it's you!"

But slowly, her tone hesitated again, and she asked, "It's been so many years, why do you think of calling me?"

Xiangzi is Yang Xiaofan's junior high school classmate, and he can be regarded as a child. Before Yang Xiaofan moved to this city, the two of them lived in the same courtyard.

Xiangzi had conflicting personalities when he was a child. He liked to make trouble and fight with neighbor's children.

(End of this chapter)