I Have a Diary

But neither of them could go in, and Chu Jiang could only ask to see him outside the courtyard.

In the end, of course, he didn't get any response, but standing outside the courtyard, Chu Jiang heard several coughs that made his hair stand on end.

The voice seemed to come from a seriously ill person, "cough cough, cough cough..."

As soon as the voice entered his ears, Chu Jiang instinctively developed a fear of the disease itself, as if the fear and fear of the disease have been transformed into a common brand for thousands of years, superimposed on Chu Jiang, pushing him forward. into a bottomless abyss.

It wasn't until Lin Mohua patted him on the shoulder that Chu Jiang, who was dripping with cold sweat on his forehead, took a step back as if waking up from a nightmare.

Chapter 160 IX Cleaning the Dust Banquet

Lin Mohua said in a low voice: "You can't just listen to the old lady's cough, let's go."

Chu Jiang wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, nodded and left with Lin Mohua.

He had a premonition that the ghost in the old lady's body, no, even the old lady herself, was very likely to be an S-rank ghost.

The instinctive fear just now has gone beyond individual spiritual emotions. It is completely a collection of negative emotions of countless human beings and countless years, branded on you in an instant.

If it is a person who is not determined enough, just hearing the cough just now, he will immediately be overwhelmed by countless emotions of fear and fear, and become a dead person, or a crazy dead person.

After leaving the courtyard for a long time, Chu Jiang sighed silently in his heart, he has truly entered the "ghost domain", and the Lin family is more terrifying than the other, especially those with higher generations.

Unable to see the old man, Chu Jiang could only go back to rest and wait for the birthday banquet in three days.

......

It was gradually getting dark, even though Chu Jiang was in the room, even with the kerosene lamp lit, he still felt that the whole Lin Mansion was rapidly becoming gloomy and cold.

There was a vague whining sound outside the window, like the sound of wind, or the whimpering sound of something.

And besides these whining sounds, there were some rustling sounds in the darkness, which were made by something unknown.

This reminded Chu Jiang of what Lin Mohua said before, that there were many dirty things underground in the Lin family mansion...

At this moment, someone knocked on the door suddenly, "Mr. Chu, after the family members learned of your arrival, they insisted on holding a small banquet for you to clean up the dust. Would you like to honor it?"

It was Lin Mohua's voice. She sounded a little reluctant, wishing that Chu Jiang would refuse.

Chu Jiang thought for a while, "Who are there at the banquet?"

"Only our Lin family, there are no other guests except you."

"Then I'd better go there. After all, those who eat or live in your house, it's not good to close the door and see no one here."

Lin Mohua was a little disappointed, but agreed and waited outside for him to come out.

Chu Jiang's idea is very simple. On the one hand, he wants to know why this ghost domain is so special?In this way, knowing more about the Lin family will help him discover its secrets.

On the other hand, if Chu Jiang really had to escape from the Lin family in the end, then the Lin family would be his opponents, and he had to learn more about his enemies.

After arranging his clothes briefly, Chu Jiang walked out the door.

Lin Mohua was the only one outside the door, holding a white lantern in her hand with a big word "Dian" on it.

To be honest, this scene is a bit creepy, a pale woman in a red cheongsam, carrying a dead man's lantern that is only seen at funerals.

Chu Jiang's face was calm, he walked to the door and said, "Why isn't your maid here?"

Lin Mohua responded lightly, "All servants are not allowed to leave their rooms at night. No matter what happens, this is the Lin family's rule, so we can go there by ourselves."

"En." Following Lin Mohua, Chu Jiang went to the main hall of the Lin family with her.

"The meals are all ready, don't worry, they are all hot, and the family members are all seated, waiting for your arrival."

While agreeing, Chu Jiang looked at Lin's mansion at night.

The more he looked at it, the more he felt that this place was special. For example, the route Lin Mohua took was a bit weird. Sometimes he stepped down the corridor, and sometimes he led Chu Jiang over the railing, across the garden, and walked through a quiet pavilion.

There are shadows all around, and there is a cold waning moon in the sky, but the light is pitifully weak; only the white lantern in Lin Mohua's hand can illuminate a little way forward.

Suddenly, Chu Jiang heard the sound of singing from his right side.

It is not like the small theater I encountered at the beginning, it is a woman singing alone.

It's like an opera troupe performing on stage, singing, reciting, beating gongs, beating drums, clapping clappers, playing erhu, playing pipa...the sounds are so lively.

But in this bustling sound, there is only one voice missing, and that is the voice of the audience.

No one applauded, no one chatted, no one applauded.

It seemed that there was no one in the audience, deserted, a theater troupe was performing in a lonely graveyard.

Seeing that the speed of Chujiang slowed down, Lin Mohua reminded: "After nightfall, no matter what you hear, see, or smell outside here, don't believe it lightly, let alone indulge in it."

"Only people like me carrying white lanterns are the real Lin family."

"Understood." Chu Jiang agreed, while following the other party's footsteps.

During the rest of the journey, some special things happened, such as something came out of the ground and grabbed Chu Jiang's ankle.

But when he stepped on it, there was nothing, so he had to move on.

......

The main hall of the Lin family was very large, but as soon as he stepped in, Chu Jiang's eyes were completely attracted by one thing.

It was a coffin, to be precise, a large black coffin.It was parked in the center of the main hall, with a pure black body, a golden founding character on the head of the coffin, and a circle of circular patterns around the character.

Seeing this coffin, Chu Jiang felt a sense of palpitation, as if there was something terrible lying in it.

Even the bloody ghost and the left-handed ghost in his body are a little restless, this is still something inside, and it hasn't come out yet.

Moreover, the black coffin does not conform to the customs here. Most of the red coffins are used for burials here, implying the end of life, which is regarded as joy and mourning.

Generally, black coffins are used only for those who died early, committed suicide, or died of weapons.

It doesn't matter that there is such a conspicuous coffin in the main hall, but in front of the coffin, there is actually a table of good wine and food.

There were 11 people sitting around the table, five men and six women. All of them were pale, dressed in old clothes, and looked at Chu Jiang who came in with strange smiles.

And as if to entertain the deceased, a bowl of white rice was placed on the ground in front of the coffin, and three sticks of incense were inserted in front of the rice.

Seeing that Chu Jiang walked to the entrance of the main hall, Lin Mohua said in a low voice, "Don't blame Mr. Chu, my father hasn't found a good burial place yet, so he can only stay at home temporarily."

Chu Jiang nodded, and Lin Mohua walked into the brightly lit main hall, but it was more gloomy than the outside.

Among the people sitting around the table is a woman in her 40s at the top. She is dressed luxuriously and wears gold and silver jewelry. She gets up first when guests come in.

Standing up with her was a young man in a tunic suit and glasses.

"The honored guest came from afar, and I have not greeted you from afar, please forgive me." The woman said polite words, but her eyes were black on one side and white on the other, and they were turning around, looking really scary.

The man also cupped his hands, "The situation of the Lin family is a bit special, but everyone who should come has come, please take a seat, Mr. Chu."

Chapter 170

While talking politely, Chu Jiang sat down at the seat prepared for him.

According to the relationship between men and women, Lin Mohua should not sit next to him.

But after she approached and gestured for a look, the young man who was sitting next to Chu Jiang, who seemed a bit submissive, immediately stood up knowingly and made room for his elder sister.

The woman who spoke just now is the eldest lady. On her right is a woman in her mid-34s with a sad face. This is the second lady.

On the right is the third concubine, the fourth concubine and the fifth concubine, each of them is younger than the other, especially the fifth concubine.

Her dress is relatively trendy. She is wearing the same cheongsam as Lin Mohua, but the color is different. It is a white cheongsam embroidered with white magnolia.

Moreover, Fifth Aunt is very beautiful, with fair and delicate skin, black eyebrows, a narrow nose, a small mouth, vermilion lipstick on her lips, and a pair of red phoenix eyes that are charming and seductive.

Ever since Chu Jiang came in, her eyes have been on him.

Fifth Aunt's figure is also very good, and she can "hold up" the cheongsam very well, which Lin Mohua can't match.

The clothes of these ladies and wives are mostly plain white, it looks like they are still wearing mourning, and I don't know how long the master has been dead.

There was an empty seat to the right of Aunt Fifth, originally reserved for Lin Mohua.

To the right of the empty seat is a girl who looks a little weird.She was wearing a blue dress with a black top, which was a typical new school uniform of the Republic of China; her hair was combed into two braids, and she looked at Chu Jiang curiously.

This is the second lady, still studying.

The fifth young master's seat was originally on the right of the second lady. It was the only boy in front of him. He looked very immature, and he was also wearing a school uniform, but the whole body was black.

Sitting on the left hand side of the eldest lady is her own son, who is also Lin Mohua's elder brother, and he was also the one who got up to greet him just now; this eldest young master looks very kind.

On the left hand side of the first young master are the second young master, the third young master, and the fourth young master.

The second young master was Lin Xingfeng whom he had met earlier, and the third young master next to him looked sick, with deep dark circles under his eyes, and he had a lingering smell of opium.

The Fourth Young Master looked to be about the same age as Chu Jiang. He was wearing an old gown and mandarin jacket, with a cold expression on his face, and he looked straight at Chu Jiang.

Chu Jiang was sitting on his left.

As soon as the guests were seated, the eldest and young master cordially greeted Chu Jiang and introduced the identities of everyone present.

Chu Jiang also nodded one by one, so that the two sides knew each other.

Although it looks natural on the surface, what Chu Jiang thinks in his heart is:

Do these people from the Lin family want to eat me?Could it be that a person of my blood has taken a great tonic?

It's no wonder that Chu Jiang had some special thoughts in his mind.

After all, Lin Mohua cared so much about him, and it could be said that he had a spring heart, but the ghosts of this family were staring at him like this, which really put Chu Jiang under great pressure.

Moreover, after seeing the real person/ghost, Chu Jiang was no longer sure whether he could escape from the mansion if he took action.

After all, these people are all ghost masters, and there seems to be more than one ghost in their bodies. Counting themselves, there are three or four ghosts, which means that Chu Jiang is eating with a nest of ghosts.

"Come, come, drink and eat. They are all country dishes. Mr. Chu, don't dislike them." The young master Lin Xingtian greeted.

Of course, these words are just self-effacement. The dishes on the table are still very rich. Although it can’t be called dragon liver and phoenix marrow, there are eight delicacies from sea and land; Soup and such.

When Chu Jiang was eating, he was thinking about a question, where did these high-quality ingredients come from in Huangquan, or what exactly did he eat?

Although he thought so, Chu Jiang didn't stop chopping. After all, the real owner of the ghost domain was the old man, and the old man didn't need to use such methods to kill him.

Seeing that Chu Jiang only knew how to eat when he was at the table, the others felt a little bored.