Chapter 1096
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I've seen some people in the world. Now I smile at Mr. Bai and ask him to sit down.
Mr. Bai was not polite either. He took a seat on the sofa.
Only the sunglasses man was a little upset about his arrival. After all, he had been spying for a long time in the dark, but the sunglasses man didn't find out. If he wanted to assassinate cold frost in the dark, wouldn't cold frost be dead long ago?
Since we want to talk about cooperation, Leng Rushuang doesn't plan to be polite to Mr. Bai. He takes out the photo and asks, "Mr. Bai, is this you?"
Mr. Bai took the photo and looked at it. His casual eyes suddenly became a shock. The whole person seemed to be greatly shocked. The hand holding the photo was shaking all the time: "here Where did you find this? How could there be this picture. "
It seems that the person in the picture is indeed Mr. Bai, so he is so excited.
Leng Rushuang and I were smart and didn't ask much. After Mr. Bai recovered for a while, he said: "yes, I am the one in the picture. This is the scene when I came to Hangzhou with my master when I was 13 years old. In a flash, more than 60 years have passed, and I have changed from a child to an old man... " Mr. Bai seems to be trapped in the past memories, and his tone is full of vicissitudes.
I couldn't help asking, "Mr. Bai, why did you go to the ghost house?"
Mr. Bai smiled: "my master and I are here for the ghost house. At that time, there was a big landlord in Hangzhou. After his son and others entered the ghost house, he was bedridden, hanging his last breath, and had to pedal at any time. At that time, my master was a famous Taoist in Maoshan nearby. The big landlord invited my master to help his son! My master thinks that everything starts from the root. If we treat the symptoms rather than the root, then whatever we do is futile, so he took me to the ghost house. " Mr. Bai said, pointing to the photo: "that's the day. At that time, I was very young and could only play around the master, so I couldn't remember many things clearly. But there were other people in the ghost house at that time, and I didn't know how to get them into the picture... "
I exchanged a look with Leng rufrost and didn't interrupt him.
Mr. Bai continued: "after entering the ghost house, my master competed with the ghost in it. Unfortunately, he was too light of the enemy and lost the battle. Not only that, but also by the devil stabbed blind eyes. My master and I escaped from the ghost house, only to learn that the son of the landlord was dead. The landlord thought that my master was useless and put all his anger on him. He not only found some villains to beat us, but also spread rumors and slander about my master's incompetence. My master was angry and had a serious illness. After that, he was still in poor health and died soon. His death touched me a lot. Later, I simply went incognito and never mentioned that I was the descendant of Taoist Mao Shan. But when I joined the industry, I couldn't be careful or hide it. I couldn't care if something happened. Later, I gradually became famous. But I never thought I would deal with this ghost house in my lifetime. "
Mr. Bai finished and sighed softly.
I nodded and got a certain understanding of Mr. Bai's life experience.
"Why did you come?" cold as frost asked
Mr. Bai said: "there are two reasons. First, my master was depressed, but in the end, it's because of this ghost house. As his successor, if I can manage the ghost house, it's a breath for my master! Second, over the years, I have been secretly watching the ghost house. Its power is becoming stronger and stronger, and more and more people have died. As a descendant of the Taoist priest of Maoshan, I must not stand idly by. "
I nodded with admiration and asked doubtfully, "since your master has dealt with the ghost house, has he mentioned to you what's strange in it?"
Mr. Bai said with a smile: "it's more than mentioning that before my master died, he was delirious and talked about the ghost house with me every day. He said that there was not only one evil ghost in the ghost house, but a group of them. They were all sealed up in the house and could not walk out at all. I'm not convinced after master's death, and I've sneaked here twice, but every time I've failed. I've used the Pathfinder water bowl that master left me to enter the ghost house twice, but I haven't found anything. Let alone a group of evil spirits, and the shadow of a devil hasn't been found! "
When Mr. Bai said that, he said to me with some doubts, "my master will not deceive me naturally, so where is the devil?"
I took a look at Leng Rushuang, and coincidentally focused on the camera. It seems that the ghost house is related to this camera.
We didn't explain to Mr. Bai. We just talked about the ghost house. Before Mr. Bai left, he said to Leng Rushuang and me, "I know you are not ordinary people. It's always a disaster to stay here. If you can get rid of it, it's a good thing to do good and accumulate virtue. So please help me with your swords!"
"Don't worry, we will never be alone!" Don't be too sincere about what I said.
Mr. Bai nodded contentedly and turned away.
After he left, Leng rufrost and I began to study the origin of the camera. Only knowing everything about it can we find a way to subdue it. It occurred to me that in the taxi, the driver once told us that a big boss in Guangzhou had bought the land where the ghost house was located, but it was not developed. After returning to Guangzhou, the whole family was burned by fire. I asked Leng Rushan to search for relevant news on the Internet. Although it has been a long time, I still found some clues. Cold as frost, I finally found the photo of the big boss.I immediately took the developed photos and compared them one by one, and finally found him in a black-and-white photo. He had his hands on his back, wore the most popular clothes of the 1990s, and carried them high at the waist.
Cold as frost took over the picture, it seems that he found something: "you see here! His face is overexposed. Although it's a black-and-white photo, it's still a little red, like it doesn't burn like a fire? "
I leaned over and saw that the boss's fuzzy face was a little red.
Leng Rushan immediately took out the pictures of four college students with Lin Li. The four college students in the photo twisted their bodies into a strange angle for the sake of being funny. They looked like dead bodies falling from high buildings.
I said with some disbelief, "can the camera predict the way to die?"
After studying the pictures one by one, I found that the inference was probably correct. Some of the people in the photos have long tongues, just like people who have been hanged; some have pale faces, like people who have drowned
It seems that the moment they press the shutter, the camera has decided the way they die.
Who does this camera belong to? Why is it so powerful?
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I've seen some people in the world. Now I smile at Mr. Bai and ask him to sit down.
Mr. Bai was not polite either. He took a seat on the sofa.
Only the sunglasses man was a little upset about his arrival. After all, he had been spying for a long time in the dark, but the sunglasses man didn't find out. If he wanted to assassinate cold frost in the dark, wouldn't cold frost be dead long ago?
Since we want to talk about cooperation, Leng Rushuang doesn't plan to be polite to Mr. Bai. He takes out the photo and asks, "Mr. Bai, is this you?"
Mr. Bai took the photo and looked at it. His casual eyes suddenly became a shock. The whole person seemed to be greatly shocked. The hand holding the photo was shaking all the time: "here Where did you find this? How could there be this picture. "
It seems that the person in the picture is indeed Mr. Bai, so he is so excited.
Leng Rushuang and I were smart and didn't ask much. After Mr. Bai recovered for a while, he said: "yes, I am the one in the picture. This is the scene when I came to Hangzhou with my master when I was 13 years old. In a flash, more than 60 years have passed, and I have changed from a child to an old man... " Mr. Bai seems to be trapped in the past memories, and his tone is full of vicissitudes.
I couldn't help asking, "Mr. Bai, why did you go to the ghost house?"
Mr. Bai smiled: "my master and I are here for the ghost house. At that time, there was a big landlord in Hangzhou. After his son and others entered the ghost house, he was bedridden, hanging his last breath, and had to pedal at any time. At that time, my master was a famous Taoist in Maoshan nearby. The big landlord invited my master to help his son! My master thinks that everything starts from the root. If we treat the symptoms rather than the root, then whatever we do is futile, so he took me to the ghost house. " Mr. Bai said, pointing to the photo: "that's the day. At that time, I was very young and could only play around the master, so I couldn't remember many things clearly. But there were other people in the ghost house at that time, and I didn't know how to get them into the picture... "
I exchanged a look with Leng rufrost and didn't interrupt him.
Mr. Bai continued: "after entering the ghost house, my master competed with the ghost in it. Unfortunately, he was too light of the enemy and lost the battle. Not only that, but also by the devil stabbed blind eyes. My master and I escaped from the ghost house, only to learn that the son of the landlord was dead. The landlord thought that my master was useless and put all his anger on him. He not only found some villains to beat us, but also spread rumors and slander about my master's incompetence. My master was angry and had a serious illness. After that, he was still in poor health and died soon. His death touched me a lot. Later, I simply went incognito and never mentioned that I was the descendant of Taoist Mao Shan. But when I joined the industry, I couldn't be careful or hide it. I couldn't care if something happened. Later, I gradually became famous. But I never thought I would deal with this ghost house in my lifetime. "
Mr. Bai finished and sighed softly.
I nodded and got a certain understanding of Mr. Bai's life experience.
"Why did you come?" cold as frost asked
Mr. Bai said: "there are two reasons. First, my master was depressed, but in the end, it's because of this ghost house. As his successor, if I can manage the ghost house, it's a breath for my master! Second, over the years, I have been secretly watching the ghost house. Its power is becoming stronger and stronger, and more and more people have died. As a descendant of the Taoist priest of Maoshan, I must not stand idly by. "
I nodded with admiration and asked doubtfully, "since your master has dealt with the ghost house, has he mentioned to you what's strange in it?"
Mr. Bai said with a smile: "it's more than mentioning that before my master died, he was delirious and talked about the ghost house with me every day. He said that there was not only one evil ghost in the ghost house, but a group of them. They were all sealed up in the house and could not walk out at all. I'm not convinced after master's death, and I've sneaked here twice, but every time I've failed. I've used the Pathfinder water bowl that master left me to enter the ghost house twice, but I haven't found anything. Let alone a group of evil spirits, and the shadow of a devil hasn't been found! "
When Mr. Bai said that, he said to me with some doubts, "my master will not deceive me naturally, so where is the devil?"
I took a look at Leng Rushuang, and coincidentally focused on the camera. It seems that the ghost house is related to this camera.
We didn't explain to Mr. Bai. We just talked about the ghost house. Before Mr. Bai left, he said to Leng Rushuang and me, "I know you are not ordinary people. It's always a disaster to stay here. If you can get rid of it, it's a good thing to do good and accumulate virtue. So please help me with your swords!"
"Don't worry, we will never be alone!" Don't be too sincere about what I said.
Mr. Bai nodded contentedly and turned away.
After he left, Leng rufrost and I began to study the origin of the camera. Only knowing everything about it can we find a way to subdue it. It occurred to me that in the taxi, the driver once told us that a big boss in Guangzhou had bought the land where the ghost house was located, but it was not developed. After returning to Guangzhou, the whole family was burned by fire. I asked Leng Rushan to search for relevant news on the Internet. Although it has been a long time, I still found some clues. Cold as frost, I finally found the photo of the big boss.I immediately took the developed photos and compared them one by one, and finally found him in a black-and-white photo. He had his hands on his back, wore the most popular clothes of the 1990s, and carried them high at the waist.
Cold as frost took over the picture, it seems that he found something: "you see here! His face is overexposed. Although it's a black-and-white photo, it's still a little red, like it doesn't burn like a fire? "
I leaned over and saw that the boss's fuzzy face was a little red.
Leng Rushan immediately took out the pictures of four college students with Lin Li. The four college students in the photo twisted their bodies into a strange angle for the sake of being funny. They looked like dead bodies falling from high buildings.
I said with some disbelief, "can the camera predict the way to die?"
After studying the pictures one by one, I found that the inference was probably correct. Some of the people in the photos have long tongues, just like people who have been hanged; some have pale faces, like people who have drowned
It seems that the moment they press the shutter, the camera has decided the way they die.
Who does this camera belong to? Why is it so powerful?
I've seen some people in the world. Now I smile at Mr. Bai and ask him to sit down. Mr. Bai was not polite either. He took a seat on the sofa. Only the sunglasses man was a little upset about his arrival. After all, he had been spying for a long time in the dark, but the sunglasses man didn't find out. If he wanted to assassinate cold frost in the dark, wouldn't cold frost be dead long ago? Since we want to talk about cooperation, Leng Rushuang doesn't plan to be polite to Mr. Bai. He takes out the photo and asks, "Mr. Bai, is this you?" Mr. Bai took the photo and looked at it. His casual eyes suddenly became a shock. The whole person seemed to be greatly shocked. The hand holding the photo was shaking all the time: "here Where did you find this? How could there be this picture. " It seems that the person in the picture is indeed Mr. Bai, so he is so excited. Leng Rushuang and I were smart and didn't ask much. After Mr. Bai recovered for a while, he said: "yes, I am the one in the picture. This is the scene when I came to Hangzhou with my master when I was 13 years old. In a flash, more than 60 years have passed, and I have changed from a child to an old man... " Mr. Bai seems to be trapped in the past memories, and his tone is full of vicissitudes. I couldn't help asking, "Mr. Bai, why did you go to the ghost house?" Mr. Bai smiled: "my master and I are here for the ghost house. At that time, there was a big landlord in Hangzhou. After his son and others entered the ghost house, he was bedridden, hanging his last breath, and had to pedal at any time. At that time, my master was a famous Taoist in Maoshan nearby. The big landlord invited my master to help his son! My master thinks that everything starts from the root. If we treat the symptoms rather than the root, then whatever we do is futile, so he took me to the ghost house. " Mr. Bai said, pointing to the photo: "that's the day. At that time, I was very young and could only play around the master, so I couldn't remember many things clearly. But there were other people in the ghost house at that time, and I didn't know how to get them into the picture... " I exchanged a look with Leng rufrost and didn't interrupt him. Mr. Bai continued: "after entering the ghost house, my master competed with the ghost in it. Unfortunately, he was too light of the enemy and lost the battle. Not only that, but also by the devil stabbed blind eyes. My master and I escaped from the ghost house, only to learn that the son of the landlord was dead. The landlord thought that my master was useless and put all his anger on him. He not only found some villains to beat us, but also spread rumors and slander about my master's incompetence. My master was angry and had a serious illness. After that, he was still in poor health and died soon. His death touched me a lot. Later, I simply went incognito and never mentioned that I was the descendant of Taoist Mao Shan. But when I joined the industry, I couldn't be careful or hide it. I couldn't care if something happened. Later, I gradually became famous. But I never thought I would deal with this ghost house in my lifetime. " Mr. Bai finished and sighed softly. I nodded and got a certain understanding of Mr. Bai's life experience. "Why did you come?" cold as frost asked Mr. Bai said: "there are two reasons. First, my master was depressed, but in the end, it's because of this ghost house. As his successor, if I can manage the ghost house, it's a breath for my master! Second, over the years, I have been secretly watching the ghost house. Its power is becoming stronger and stronger, and more and more people have died. As a descendant of the Taoist priest of Maoshan, I must not stand idly by. " I nodded with admiration and asked doubtfully, "since your master has dealt with the ghost house, has he mentioned to you what's strange in it?" Mr. Bai said with a smile: "it's more than mentioning that before my master died, he was delirious and talked about the ghost house with me every day. He said that there was not only one evil ghost in the ghost house, but a group of them. They were all sealed up in the house and could not walk out at all. I'm not convinced after master's death, and I've sneaked here twice, but every time I've failed. I've used the Pathfinder water bowl that master left me to enter the ghost house twice, but I haven't found anything. Let alone a group of evil spirits, and the shadow of a devil hasn't been found! " When Mr. Bai said that, he said to me with some doubts, "my master will not deceive me naturally, so where is the devil?" I took a look at Leng Rushuang, and coincidentally focused on the camera. It seems that the ghost house is related to this camera. We didn't explain to Mr. Bai. We just talked about the ghost house. Before Mr. Bai left, he said to Leng Rushuang and me, "I know you are not ordinary people. It's always a disaster to stay here. If you can get rid of it, it's a good thing to do good and accumulate virtue. So please help me with your swords!" "Don't worry, we will never be alone!" Don't be too sincere about what I said. Mr. Bai nodded contentedly and turned away. After he left, Leng rufrost and I began to study the origin of the camera. Only knowing everything about it can we find a way to subdue it. It occurred to me that in the taxi, the driver once told us that a big boss in Guangzhou had bought the land where the ghost house was located, but it was not developed. After returning to Guangzhou, the whole family was burned by fire. I asked Leng Rushan to search for relevant news on the Internet. Although it has been a long time, I still found some clues. Cold as frost, I finally found the photo of the big boss.I immediately took the developed photos and compared them one by one, and finally found him in a black-and-white photo. He had his hands on his back, wore the most popular clothes of the 1990s, and carried them high at the waist. Cold as frost took over the picture, it seems that he found something: "you see here! His face is overexposed. Although it's a black-and-white photo, it's still a little red, like it doesn't burn like a fire? " I leaned over and saw that the boss's fuzzy face was a little red. Leng Rushan immediately took out the pictures of four college students with Lin Li. The four college students in the photo twisted their bodies into a strange angle for the sake of being funny. They looked like dead bodies falling from high buildings. I said with some disbelief, "can the camera predict the way to die?" After studying the pictures one by one, I found that the inference was probably correct. Some of the people in the photos have long tongues, just like people who have been hanged; some have pale faces, like people who have drowned It seems that the moment they press the shutter, the camera has decided the way they die. Who does this camera belong to? Why is it so powerful?
