How to Build a Haunted House

Chapter 57 Soul Locking Nail

"Coffin?" Liang Hongzhen was startled.

Chu Ci glanced at him: "That's right."

He took out a gel pen from his pocket, connected the four small buildings around the grove, and a rectangle appeared on the map.

"These are the four sides of the coffin."

Draw a smaller rectangle along the periphery of the library, nested in the coffin.

"This is the tombstone."

Finally, use a red marker to click on the positions of the four small buildings one by one.

"These are the four coffin nails."

After all the paintings were finished, the Fengshui array hidden in the grove was intuitively presented in front of his eyes, and Liang Hongzhen couldn't help shaking his hands.

He looked up and looked at the straight and tall "Yunlan Library" named after his mother in the distance.

In the past, endless nostalgia and grief were entrusted, and the place that touched me every time I recalled it was like a gloomy and heavy tombstone, suppressing my only relative when I was young.

Liang Hongzhen couldn't help but close his eyes for a moment, an endless chill surged from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, his heart seemed to be soaked in ice water.

Chu Ci is still trying to find a basis for his judgment——

"When I passed the grove before, I wondered why all the poplars were planted here. Isn't it too gloomy? Now it seems that poplars are a perfect match for shade."

"I just don't know what the deep hatred between the person who put up this Feng Shui formation and the deceased is. Even the dead are dead, and they are still nailed to the coffin. This is to make her..."

Let her... never be reborn forever.

Shen Yan raised his hand and pressed Chu Ci's lips, letting him swallow the last few words.

Chu Ci was as good as he was good, and changed the subject: "By the way, I heard that the library was built by Mr. Liang, the richest man in the province, to commemorate his wife. A few days ago when the military training organized a visit to the school, the senior introduced it. She seemed to be called, It's called... Xiao..."

"Xiao Yunlan."

Three words came from the side.

Chu Ci: "Yes, Xiao Yunlan!"

Following the voice, he turned his gaze to the stranger who came to school with brother Tianqing.

Before Tianqing had time to introduce himself, the man in his forties suddenly approached quickly and looked directly at Chu Ci: "Is there any evidence for your previous statement?"

The eyes that stared at him were as sharp as a blade, because the speaker was too eager, and he uttered words a little fast, even with a hint of oppression.

Chu Ci clearly saw the bloodshot eyes of Liang Hongzhen, was startled for a moment, and glanced at Shen Yan beside him.

Shen Yan nodded.

So Chu Ci said truthfully: "Yes."

He handed one side of the map to Liang Hongzhen, pointing to the locations of the four small buildings.

"According to the custom, when nailing the coffin, the last nail cannot be nailed dead. It must be nailed by the relatives of the deceased, otherwise it will affect future generations. So I guess, when these four small buildings are completed, someone from the deceased's family must come The ribbon was cut, what he did at that time has no way to know now, but you can go to the library to check the Chuhua University newspaper, there should be records in it..."

"No need." Liang Hongzhen interrupted Chu Ci.

With his fingers, he wrinkled the edge of the map page.

Taking a deep breath, Liang Hongzhen closed his eyes, and his memories seemed to fall into the past.

……

"Dad, tomorrow is the anniversary of my mother's death, can I visit her grave?"

The man put down the document in his hand, looked at the eldest son for a moment, and then made a "snap".

He took off his glasses, played with the temples, and said, "Chuhua City is not peaceful recently, and Yunlan's cemetery is too far away from the city, so you don't want to go."

"But……"

"Well," the man seemed to want to appease the eldest son, so he suggested another alternative.

"Over at Chuhua University, your mother's memorial hall is about to be completed. If you have time, you can go to Chuhua University to cut a ribbon for your father and put three pillars of fragrance on Yunlan."

"In order to let all the merits and virtues fall to your mother, when the time comes, you take this feng shui nail and nail it to the ground. Remember, you must nail it all in. This is what the master said, don't forget it."

……

Never forget.

Liang Hongzhen woke up from the memory in pain, and found that Chu Ci was looking at him carefully.

He said, "Mr. Liang, the school newspaper?"

"You don't need to go to the library." After all, Liang Hongzhen is an adult who has worked in the shopping malls for more than 20 years. He is no longer the young master who lost his mother at a young age, has no one to rely on, and lives cautiously.

He squeezed the space between his brows to calm himself down quickly, and then said, "I was the one who came to cut the ribbon that day. I remember everything that happened at Chuhua University that day."

"what have you done?"

Liang Hongzhen: "When I came to Chuhua University, I found that my mother's memorial hall was not yet completed, but the last of the four small buildings around it was about to be completed, so I followed my father's instructions and attended Chuhua University to thank my father for donating the teaching building. The ribbon-cutting ceremony was held, incense was offered to the mother, and in addition..."

"how?"

Liang Hongzhen took a deep breath: "I followed my father's advice and drove a Feng Shui nail into the foundation of the small building."

"..."

Chu Ci and Shen Yan looked at each other.

Chu Ci picked up a pen and quickly drew a wedge-shaped spike on the map, blackening the surface.

"Is it such a nail? It's about this long."

Liang Hongzhen looked at the distance he was gesturing with his hands, hesitated for a moment, nodded, and shook his head again.

"It always feels like it needs to be longer."

"That's because you were too young at the time, and you would unconsciously zoom in when looking at things."

Chu Ci took back the map and concluded: "The black iron nails seven inches and seven minutes long are driven into the foundation. These are not Fengshui nails, but soul-locking nails."

"Soul lock nail?"

Chu Ci's grandfather passed away early, and most of the knowledge of metaphysics was obtained from the notes left by his grandfather. He knew it but didn't know why, so he looked at Shen Yan for help.

Shen Yan explained his words, and said to Liang Hongzhen: "The soul-locking nail, as the name suggests, is to lock the soul of the deceased and make it detained by the caster in a fixed place."

"But what's the use of it?"

"Of course it's useful." Shen Yan said impersonally: "Didn't Mr. Liang say it himself, since the completion of the memorial hall, the Liang family's business has become better and better, and even Mr. Liang has become the richest man in Chuhua City and even the province. , and also served as a financial advisor in the government, it can be said that he was promoted and made a fortune, and he gained both fame and fortune."

Liang Hongzhen: "..."

Chu Ci naturally turned to Brother Tianqing, he looked around aimlessly, and suddenly said, "I remembered."

"There is a ballad in my grandfather's notes that is related to this feng shui array. It seems to say...one nail, you add a child and you add wealth; two nails, blessings come from the sky; three nails..."

"Three nails, three yuan will give birth to precious sons; four nails, children and grandchildren will fill the hall; children and grandchildren nailed, sons will be reunited, and children and grandchildren will be rich and honored for thousands of years..." Liang Hongzhen said.

He smiled wryly under Chu Ci's surprised gaze, "That's what the master who persuaded my father to build the Yunlan Library back then said so. During that time, my father often recited this passage, and even took me to write it down. "

During the conversation, several people walked to a place not far from the library. The library is close to the South Square. In the center of the square, Jiang Xiaoying is doing her best to cheer for the students who challenged the challenge project. There are lively pop songs playing outside the speakers. People come and go, and the atmosphere is high. But Chuci and the others felt chills in their hearts when they heard the ballad of "the children and grandchildren will be rich and honored for thousands of years".

Chu Ci raised his head and looked at the golden artistic words on the top of the Yunlan University Library, as if he could see a dark vortex emerging from the bottom of that beautiful and modern building, which shattered all the dignity of a woman before and after her death Fill it in, suck up and exhaust the vitality and soul, and wish to peel off the skin and let blood, knock the bones and suck the marrow.

Everything is just for a few simple wishes, for "additional children and wealth", for "blessings from heaven", and for daydreaming "children and grandchildren will be rich and honored for thousands of years".

How cruel and vicious.

……

Liang Hongzhen's eyes were all red. He covered his face, and when he let go of his palms, his eyes were so red that they could bleed.

"What have I done..."

In Jiang Xiaoying's song "Love is desperate courage, for this reason I will do my best", Liang Hongzhen looked at Shen Yan pleadingly.

"Mr. Shen, please."

He lowered his posture, removed his disguise, and revealed his softest and most authentic side.

"Mr. Shen, I know you have a way. I've heard from my friends about the few big things you've done on Hong Kong Island."

"As long as you can help me, no matter the Liang family or me personally, you can order as much as you want. No matter what, as long as I can do it, as long as I have it, I will do it for you regardless of the cost."

"I just beg you, save my mother."

"..."

Chu Ci felt that Mr. Liang was a bit miserable, so he looked up at Shen Yan, waiting for him to make a decision.

Shen Yan thought for a moment, tapped the watch on his wrist with his finger, then raised his hand to stop Liang Hongzhen's words.

He motioned to Chuci to bring the map, and asked Mr. Liang, "Which building did you drive the nail into?"

"Yes..." Liang Hongzhen suppressed the surprise in his heart, recalled the route, pointed on the map, and said firmly: "Here."

Chu Ci looked at a familiar place: "Hey, this isn't me..."

"what?"

"It's nothing, nothing." Chu Ci still wanted to surprise Brother Tianqing, but he couldn't let him know that his mobile haunted house was opened in one of the four small buildings.

He was going to take brother Tianqing directly to surprise him later.

"Go on."

Chu Ci always felt that he had forgotten something, but he quickly erased the discomfort, and listened carefully to Shen Yan: "According to the general arrangement method of the coffin formation, the four soul-locking nails should be driven counterclockwise into the formation. From low to high, it means 'to get promoted and get rich'."

"That is to say," Shen Yan pointed to the mobile haunted house: "This is the building where you drove the soul nail into it."

Pointing to the mobile building about 200 meters away: "This is the tallest."

"And then this building, and this building."

The heights of the four buildings also imply the meaning of "promotion and fortune". The mobile haunted house has only two floors, and the subsequent buildings are taller and taller, and the library is a full eighteen floors high.

"If you want to release Ms. Xiao's soul, you must take out the relics left in the memorial hall, and before that, you must remove the soul-lock nails at the four corners."

"It's not easy to deal with the foundation and the roof..." Chu Ci couldn't help but said.

"So go to the other two buildings first, and be quick." Shen Yan said.

"All of this must be completed before six o'clock in the afternoon, and then Ms. Xiao's relics will be taken away by Mr. Liang as soon as possible. The farther the better, away from Chuhua University."

"why?"

"Twilight is when the sun and the moon alternate, after which the yang qi gradually declines and the yin qi increases, but here at Chuhua University," Shen Yan pointed to his feet: "Before the founding of the People's Republic of China, there was a famous mass grave, where people were executed and died. The resentment left by the prisoner and the evil spirit of blood accumulated in the ground, forming a land of heavy yin."

"Originally relying on the student's yang qi to suppress it could ensure stability for a while, and wait for the resentment to dissipate slowly, but the Liang family listened to the master's words and suppressed Ms. Xiao's soul here..."

Xiao Yunlan, Liang Hongzhen's mother, committed suicide back then. Her unjustly dead soul was already full of resentment, and was suppressed and tortured in a place full of blood and evil spirits. All kinds of sufferings cannot be described one by one.

Now that more than 30 years have passed, once the four coffin nails suppressing her soul are pulled out, Xiao Yunlan's soul will inevitably become a ghost without reason. Revenge, the consequences are unimaginable.

I don't know what the master's intentions were when he proposed to Liang's richest man to build this coffin array. Anyway, he must not be a good person.

"It's almost two o'clock now, it's not too late, let's go." Chu Ci reminded.

"I need your help." Shen Yan looked at him.

"Of course, I'm definitely with you."

Liang Hongzhen ordered his subordinates to stay where they were, and only took a trustworthy bodyguard with them.

Chu Ci called Uncle Huang to follow.

A few people turned their heads and walked towards the north side of the campus. As they walked, Chu Ci scratched his chin: "Why do I always feel like I've forgotten something?"

what's coming?

He looked at brother Tianqing, forgetting about it.

After walking for a while, after seeing a small building similar to the mobile haunted house, Chu Ci finally remembered a certain ghost king who was still selling tickets for him.

He: "Cough."

Partner seems to be hungry.

So before everyone climbed the stairs to pull out the nails, Chu Ci hurriedly made a phone call.

He called Zheng Lian, but Zheng Lian was busy dispatching ghosts to scare people, so it was Lian Congyun who answered the phone.

"Hello?" Sister Congyun's voice was gentle and soft, with the literary and artistic temperament unique to female ghosts.

Chu Ci: "Senior sister, you can help me go to the cafeteria to buy a crayfish rice bowl, the most expensive one, and a coconut milk cake. Also, there are a few people in suits next to the South Square. You tell them that Mr. Liang asked them to 'scare you without discussing' to help, and I will ask Mr. Liang to call them later."

With the help of Mr. Liang's subordinates, the king of ghosts who assisted Chu Ci and was forgotten for more than an hour can finally rest for a while and enjoy his own lunch.

Mr. Liang was very kind. After hearing what Chu Ci said, he not only told his subordinates to listen to Ms. Lian's orders, but also offered to ask: "Some of the people I brought here are from accounting background. Account made."

"Okay." Chu Ci readily agreed.

He was about to hang up the phone when he suddenly remembered something.

"Senior Congyun, did you fall on the top of the mobile building when you had an accident two years ago?"

"..."

"Do you still remember how you woke up at that time, and why you couldn't leave the activity building too far?"

"..."

"Okay," after listening to Lian Congyun's answer and getting an answer in line with the idea, Chu Ci covered the microphone with his hand, seeing that Brother Tianqing didn't pay attention to this side, and whispered: "Then please do me a favor." okay?"

The author has something to say:

I made up half of the custom, and the ballad came from the movie "Broken Bureau", and I made some changes based on the original formula for sealing the coffin.

When writing this chapter, Karen Mok's songs "Love" and "The Love of My Life" kept echoing in my mind.

"A sea of ​​bitterness turns love and hate, and it is hard to escape fate in this world."