I pushed open the door to the room. The housekeeper hesitated to speak behind me, but in the end he didn't stop me. As soon as I opened the door, before I could see clearly what was inside, something suddenly fell from the sky in front of me, and it shattered with a clang. I looked closely and saw that it was a lamp. The lampshade was made of glass. When it was dropped, it immediately fell into pieces, and glass shards were scattered all over the floor. ??? The housekeeper next to me took several steps back in an instant, and his face turned pale. I was used to this level of intimidation, so I calmly looked towards the ceiling. Sure enough, I saw a ghost raising and lowering its hand towards another lamp in the room, and there was a gust of wind. He is still an old ghost with all his hair turning white. Although the things this old ghost was doing were somewhat harmful, he was not very scary. Except for his slightly protruding eyeballs, which were stuck on the ceiling, he was no different from an ordinary old man.
On the contrary, this room looked empty at first glance, and it was different from all the previous rooms. The rooms I visited before were all beautifully decorated, with well-framed calligraphy and paintings by famous artists on the walls, colorful green plants and flowers hanging on the walls, and various ornaments or books on the tables, chairs and cabinets in the rooms, all for viewing. It looks like it has been carefully decorated and the price is high. But there is nothing in this room except a bare desk, a large cabinet with nothing on it, a large bed without a bedding, and a large oil painting nailed to the wall. . The empty space made the room seem extra large. Although the butler on the side looked pale, he was very dedicated and did not turn around and run away. Instead, he stood there, shaking like chaff. Looking at the furnishings in this room, I also understood what was going on. After all, even the old man who could take off the lampshade and destroy it, most of the things in this room had been destroyed in various ways, so the Everything that could be moved was put away. I no longer asked about the furnishings of the room, but asked about the identity of the ghost on the ceiling. "Did Mr. Luo live in this house before? Is there anyone else living in this house besides Mr. Luo?" The housekeeper stumbled a bit and said, "I have worked in this house for nearly 20 years, and apart from Mr. Luo and his two wives, there is no one else." Two ladies? Presumably, the one named Qin Ruixia is Mr. Luo's second wife. Seeing the steward's embarrassed look, I closed the door and motioned for him to take me to the next place. I obviously felt that the man was relieved, so I pretended to be a little casual and asked: "Then when did Mr. Luo pass away?" The housekeeper asked in confusion: "Our master has not passed away yet?" Now it was my turn to wonder. If Mr. Luo has not passed away, then who is that old ghost in the room? "Our husband suffered a cerebral hemorrhage and fell into a coma more than ten days ago. Although his life was saved after resuscitation, he is still unconscious and is still in the hospital." Is the person still alive? This old ghost is still a living soul! I have seen a lot of souls of dead people, but this is the first time I have seen a living soul. Humans have three souls and seven souls. The three souls are the heavenly soul, the earthly soul and the human soul. The human soul is also called the life soul, which is carried by the body. If the body dies, the three souls will merge into one and re-enter the underworld with the cause and effect of the past and present lives.
If the heavenly soul and the earthly soul are lost, the person will be forgetful at first, then incoherent, and finally gradually turn into dementia. And if the life soul is lost and the body has no soul, the person will fall into a coma. If Mr. Luo's soul does not return to him, he may never wake up. …… By the time I finished touring the house, it was already dinner time, and the housekeeper invited me to the restaurant for dinner. There is a long table in the restaurant that can seat 12 people, but now there is only food for me. The owners here have all moved out, leaving only the housekeeper and a few nannies to take care of daily tasks such as cleaning the rooms and cooking for "guests" like me. "Uncle and the others, come and eat together. I'll eat alone while you guys stand by the side. It's awkward." I looked at the fried steak and vegetable salad placed in front of me, and asked the housekeeper and the cooking aunt to come and eat together. Maybe it's because I'm younger and more enthusiastic, or maybe it's because there is no longer a host family living here, so they didn't show politeness to me. They brought their own food to the table and started eating with me. Eating is the easiest way to get close. The aroma and taste of food, while satisfying human taste buds and filling the stomach, are also the easiest way for people to let go of their guard. The housekeeper and I chatted a little bit while eating. I started from my own experience, talking about the car accident that changed my life suddenly, talking about the surprise that I finally woke up after the disaster, talking about the hard work of my parents and how I was working hard to earn money to pay off my debts, but it was a bit far away. No deadline. The housekeeper chatted about daily life: "Hey, little girl, you are only a few years older than my daughter, but you are much more mature than my daughter. My daughter has just entered the first year of high school and secretly plays with her mobile phone every day. Unlike you, who has passed the exam so well." It’s a good university. It’s not certain whether she can go to university in the future. It really gives me a headache!” "It's rare to have such a carefree time. If something hadn't happened unexpectedly, I would probably have made a group of friends in college and lived a careless life." I responded with a smile. The housekeeper laughed and then put on a sad look: "Hey, speaking of work issues, I am worried about it. I don't know when this house will be sold. If it can't be sold, it won't be long before we all... Housekeepers and nannies will all lose their jobs!” I asked calmly: "I see that this house is fully equipped and in excellent condition. The key is that the price is so low. I think there will be a buyer soon. You are so familiar with this house, and the owner of the house will definitely know it by then." I will look for you to continue to manage this house.” Of course I know this is nonsense, but I still have to say what I mean. This house is haunted. Although the owner of the house did not say it, the fact that a house of this size can be listed for sale in Longxing Real Estate speaks volumes. What's more, the incident with the glass lampshade just now is still fresh in my mind. After saying this, the housekeeper finally relaxed his guard and smiled to himself: "You saw it, it's not dark yet... I'm afraid no one dares to buy this villa..." Finally, the conversation got to the point, and I quickly asked tentatively: "If there is something strange happening in this house, when did it start?" The nanny, who was already quick to talk, answered first: "Just half a month ago, Mr. Luo suffered a cerebral hemorrhage and fell into coma at home." (End of Chapter)