Ghost husband and domineering: waiting for you to be reincarnated

Chapter 319 I Haven't Opened the Lock for Many Years
Damn, this guy didn't learn mind reading skills, did he?
I was completely speechless, and then I heard the old man say, "I have to go upstairs and have a look, do you want to come with me?"

I thought in my heart that the day lily was cold when I went up, but after all, it was all here, no matter whether it could save someone or not, it was always right to go and have a look.

So he nodded and went upstairs with the uncle.

Also because this is an old community, the doorman knows the residents upstairs quite well.

In the old community with a total height of only six floors, the doorman could even know the general situation of the people living in each household.

"He moved here last year. Sometimes he went to work in the afternoon and sometimes in the morning. I didn't see any relatives or friends visiting him." The uncle told me the general situation of the man as he went upstairs.

I asked, "Hasn't anyone come to see him all year?"

The uncle arrived, "He has a bad temper, and he probably doesn't have many friends. I usually don't see him coming out when I get home, and I don't know what I'm doing when I'm bored in the house. Even during the Chinese New Year, I don't see how he goes out."

I thought to myself, this security guard seems to be a person who is not having an easy life.Now that the transportation is so convenient, even if my home is far away, I won't miss a friend for a whole year.It is more likely that he has a bad relationship with his family, lives here alone, and has no other friends.

Such a person, even if he died at home, probably no one would pay attention, right?

Could it be that the other party used him for this?
Many thoughts flashed through my mind.

"Here we are." The doorman stopped at the door of No. 7.

The house here has two households on one floor, and No. 7 is on the fourth floor.Without Qin Lin, of course it would be impossible for us to go through the wall directly. When I was thinking about how to get in, I saw the uncle opened the box in his hand.

In addition to some talisman papers and various medicine powders, compass and other sundries that Yin Wushuang also used, I actually saw a small bag of various small tools in his box.

Among them are some small special-shaped iron wires.

"Shouldn't this be..."

The doorman picked up one of them and smiled at me, "Little girl, I know what you're thinking."

"..."

"I'm not trespassing illegally. I have a backup at the Public Security Bureau. I'm a professional locksmith."

As he said that, he turned over the bottom of his small box, and there was an unlock label stuck on top of it.That's right, it's the kind of small advertisement that is often posted on the stairs.

"Aren't you a Taoist priest?" I couldn't help complaining.

Taoist priests these days are not only guards, but also locksmiths. Isn't that appropriate?

In the past, I saw that Yin Wushuang was free to take on all kinds of messy jobs, and even the husband and wife quarreled. The husband suspected that his wife was bewitched, and asked Yin Wushuang to help with things like that.And this guy didn't take it seriously at all, and actually worked normally and collected money.

I thought he was already a model of "extensive business", but I didn't expect that the doorman was even better.

"Hey, it's not easy for Taoists these days. Few people believe in ghosts and gods. Besides, this is a feudal superstition. The times have changed..."

The uncle was thinking about it, but the work in his hand did not stop.

I can guarantee that the level of this Taoist priest may not be very strong, but the lockpicking is definitely top-notch.I saw the small wire in his hand protruding into the door lock, and in just a few seconds, a heavy anti-theft door was flung open by him.

The smoothness of that movement is something I have never seen before.

Thinking about how Bai Niannian and I left our keys at home, we spent 200 yuan to hire a lockpicking master, and we had such a big battle that we almost tore down the door, and finally managed to open the door.

This comparison is simply bloody.

I couldn't help but say, "Master, please leave me a call... how much is it for you to open the lock?"

The uncle turned his head and glared at me, "Little girl, I haven't opened the lock for many years."

I asked, "Didn't you say that you have a backup at the Public Security Bureau and work part-time as a lockpicker?"

The uncle said, "I'm just backing up, not unlocking."

"What's wrong with me going to you?" I finally couldn't help it.

It is said that programmers have a strange temper, but these cultivators are the existences that can drive normal human beings crazy!

The uncle said, "It's a long story, let's go in first."

I listened and had no choice but to give up.Anyway, I just met the doorman by chance, so it's really not appropriate to ask about his experience.

"Put these on." He walked ahead, took out two white gloves from the box, and threw one to me.

I took a look, the fingertips on the glove were all black, and there was a strange smell, obviously it had never been washed...

"This..." I hesitated a little.

The uncle said, "Don't look at it, do you want to leave your fingerprints here?"

Well, in order not to get caught, I decided to make a sacrifice.At worst, go back and wash your hands!

After putting on the gloves, I timidly followed the uncle into the house.After he entered the door, he turned on the light with ease, and then went straight to the bedroom.

I saw that he was familiar with my own family, so I couldn't help asking, "Have you been in before?"

The uncle said, "Of course not. But all the houses in this community have the same layout, and there is no room for modification in this kind of two houses. Once you have entered one, you will know what the other houses are like." .”

I thought it made sense, and then I saw that the uncle had already opened the door of the bedroom.

A bloody smell came out from the door immediately.My senses have become much more sensitive now. Although the smell of blood was several meters away, it still got into my nose all at once.It was so smoked that I almost didn't spit it out directly.

"This... what's the situation?"

I covered my nose with my hand and walked into the bedroom.

The biggest difference between me now and before is probably that I am no longer afraid of the dead.

Knowing that something happened ahead, I didn't feel any fear at all.

But when I walked into your room, I was still surprised.

The man fell straight on the ground, blood flowed out from his five sense organs, the typical seven orifices bled to death.And his eyes were not closed, his hands were stretched forward, and he fell towards the door.

I thought to myself, with his look, he doesn't need makeup to act in ghost movies.

But the strange thing is that he didn't bleed much, but a small amount of blood flowed from his eyes, nose, mouth, ears and so on. So where did the smell of blood in the air come from?

(End of this chapter)