Weed practice method

Chapter 3 The Haunted House Opposite

When the first ray of sunlight came in through the window of the bedroom, Ye Tang got out of the bed with his panda eyes on his face.

The glass bottle that had been held overnight in his hand was still warm, and his brown hair drooped messily on his head.

He had to check what was going on before the kid across the street went to school, so he jumped out of bed and hurriedly washed and tidied up before going out.

The mobile phone shows that it is six o'clock in the morning, and most of the people on the street downstairs are doing Taijiquan gestures, and by the way, they are talking about trivial matters.

Ye Tang ran to the fourth floor of the Tongzi Building next door to find the house opposite his window, but no one answered when he knocked on the door.

"Going out so early?" Ye Tang wondered, and knocked harder a few more times: "Excuse me, is anyone there?"

At this moment, another house opposite opened the door, and an old woman with brown age spots on her face poked her head out.

"Don't knock, young man, no one lives there."

Ye Tang froze, feeling as if he had fallen into a hole in the ice, and cold sweat broke out from behind his back: "Grandma, you didn't lie to me, did you?"

"What did I lie to you for? Since that family died the year before last, no one dared to live in this house, not to mention that house, and even the few houses nearby, everyone was afraid to move out."

The old woman raised her skinny finger and pointed to the building where Ye Tang lived: "I heard that several tenants left the room next door to the window of this house."

"Grandma, don't you still live here..." Ye Tang asked tremblingly in doubt.

"What am I, a cataract blind old woman, afraid of?" She withdrew her hand and slowly closed the door, with deep shadows in her eyes, whispering in her mouth: "I still have a few years to live... It's meaningless to live..."

At this time, Ye Tang felt mixed feelings, angry and afraid, his face turned hot and cold, and he ran to find the old landlord.

"I said, why did this old guy rent it to me so readily? It turned out that he was doing me a favor. If you do something wrong, you won't be afraid of losing your life."

He knocked on the door of the landlord's house with a "bang bang bang", the old man was not surprised to see Ye Tang's displeased expression, obviously he had expected him to come.

"Master, you are not kind. The house you rented to me is not clean. I will not rent it. I will refund the money!" Ye Tang suppressed his anger and tried not to yell loudly at the old man.

The neighbors all looked at him, although he was a small star, he was well-known anyway, if he was recognized, wouldn't he be wronged if he had the reputation of being an old man?

The old landlord still had a friendly smile on his wrinkled face, and invited Ye Tang into the room to talk.

"Young man calm down." He took out the contract and put it in front of Ye Tang: "Look, there are black and white words and your fingerprints. You can forget about the rent, but the rent can't be refunded, even if the police come. What to do with me."

"Hey, you old rascal!" Ye Tang almost fainted from anger, if he didn't see that the other party was an old man over fifty years old, his fist would have hit him hard in the face.

If you can't be hard, then be soft, Ye Tang pulled out a shining standard idol smile to please the old landlord: "Master, why don't we discuss it again, I have only lived in for a day, why don't we each take a step back, and I will pay you back." Monthly rent, how about you pay me back the rent for the remaining months?" The voice was soft and sweet, like the spring breeze in April, if there were female fans present, it would definitely kill a lot of people.

The old landlord still refused to be an iron cock. He comforted Ye Tang: "Don't be afraid, you are a big man with strong yang energy, and you are afraid of what those things will do. My house is very clean. You just don't need to open the windows at night."

Right now, this house is absolutely irrevocable, so I can only find another way.Since there are ghosts and ghosts in this world, there are also gods and Buddhas.

Although Ye Tang did not believe in religion, he never denied the existence of religion. He decided to go to the temple to ask for a solution.

It only takes two kilometers to drive to see a relatively large temple.

The temple is surrounded by vermilion walls, with the words "Namo Amitabha Buddha" written on it. The gate looks like it has just been painted, and it is magnificent. When you look up, you can see the three golden characters "Jingyun Temple" on the plaque.

Ye Tang lamented that the gate of this temple is really rich and powerful, it seems that there must be many believers and strong incense.

Sitting at the door, an auntie believer reached out to stop Ye Tang, and pointed to the sign "Ticket five yuan" on the table in front of her.

Ye Tang finally understood why the temple gate looked so luxurious.

He lamented that even monks are not exempt from customs in the declining world, so he obediently paid five yuan and handed it to the janitor.

After entering, the environment inside was unexpectedly clean and elegant, with sandalwood lingering at the tip of his nose, which calmed his restless mood a lot.

The trees on both sides of the stone path are lush and lush, and the Buddhist temples look solemn and quiet.

Ye Tang pulled the little monk passing by and asked, "Little master, little master, I want to see your abbot."

The little monk looked at this strange man suspiciously: "What's the matter for the benefactor?"

Fearing that the little monk would not believe it, Ye Tang Zhengse explained: "There are ghosts haunting me, really, you have to believe me."

"Come with me." The little monk led Ye Tang through the side hall to the deep courtyard. There are ancient one-story buildings everywhere, with blue tiles and white walls, deep and quiet, and there are more monks walking around. It seems that this courtyard should be is where they rest.

The little monk stopped in front of a door and asked Ye Tang to stand on the steps to wait, while he knocked on the door and went in.

After 2 minutes, the little monk came out and said, "Brother Huijue invites you in."

Ye Tang cautiously opened the door and entered, and saw a handsome monk in his twenties sitting beside the wooden table.

He secretly sighed in his heart, with a bald head and good looks, if he entered the showbiz, he would definitely be popular.

Huijue put down the scriptures in his hand and looked up at him, raising his hand to signal him to sit down.

"The abbot is not in the temple these days, if you don't mind, you can tell me about your situation."

"I don't mind, I don't mind." Ye Tang scratched the back of his head embarrassingly, and sat obediently at the table and explained in detail about the window ringing last night.

Huijue said nothing, just looked at him with a half-smile in his dark eyes.

Ye Tang thought he didn't believe it, and said anxiously: "Master, don't think I'm making a fuss. Although I didn't see a ghost, it's really abnormal! I promise I'm not lying."

"I believe in you." Huijue went on to say, "I can see that your physique is extraordinary, and it is indeed easy to attract ghosts. I must have been entangled often when I was a child."

This is exactly what went into Ye Tang's heart. It seems that this monk Huijue really has some background.

He blinked his watery deer eyes and asked Huijue for help: "Master, please help me, I really don't know what to do, I have to live in that house, if I keep being harassed, good people will be tortured crazy."

Huijue nodded, took a pen and ink and wrote a few lines densely on the paper, then handed it to Ye Tang and said, "Ghosts have no substance and will not bring you direct harm. Your soul is uncertain so you can sneak in. You just need to stabilize your emotions and concentrate, as long as you don't get scared, you can be safe."

"I'm timid. I've been scared of ghosts since I was a child. How can I not be afraid... When it hits the window, my soul will fly away." Ye Tang complained.

"Don't worry about anything, just pretend you can't see or hear, and read the Buddha's name if you are afraid, it can calm your mind." Huijue handed Ye Tang a piece of paper with the Buddha's name written on it, and on it was written something like "Namo Amitabha, Namo Medicine Master Lapis Lazuli Light Tathagata Buddha, Medicine Master Seven Buddhas, Namo Dayuan Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva..."

Just read the name of the Buddha?Does this fucking work?Although Ye Tang was suspicious, he still took the paper and put it away carefully.

Huijue gave him another copy of the old "Diamond Sutra" and said: "You can read it if you have nothing to do. You have a strange physique. You'd better accumulate more merits. Maybe you can have great fortune."

"Does this scripture cost money? How much is it? Master, do you have a QR code?" Ye Tang took out his wallet and counted the change, worrying whether it would be enough to pay.

Huijue smiled lightly and said, "It's for you, no money required."

"Really? Thank you Master." Ye Tang quickly put away his wallet, as if he had gotten a bargain and was a little happy.

However, when Ye Tang left, he took the initiative to buy a pendant of the Tathagata Buddha at the "incense place" in the temple, and bought three pillars of high incense to worship each Buddha statue.

You can't take favors in vain, he still understands this rule, and you still have to give some incense money.

In the courtyard of the temple, Huijue stood quietly under the tree with his hands behind his back. He called the little monk who was sweeping the floor next to him and told him, "Go to Qinfeng Temple next door, find a Taoist priest named Li Xuan who temporarily lives in the temple, and tell him to hurry up." Come and find me in the temple."

The little monk nodded and was about to go, but Huijue held him back and added, "If he asks you something, just say that Linglu might be in trouble, and let him come quickly."

Back home, Ye Tang flipped through the "Diamond Sutra" boredly. The Buddhist scriptures were obscure and difficult to understand, and he couldn't recognize many uncommon characters. He was going crazy after reading only a few pages. Why did he feel that the more he read, the more irritable he became? After tossing around for a while, he gave up decisively, thinking that he was a layman without wisdom roots.

He remembered that there was also a Tathagata Buddha pendant, so he hung it outside the bedroom window.

Before going to bed at night, Ye Tang put the Buddha's name under his pillow. He didn't know if it was a psychological effect. He felt that he didn't feel nervous tonight, so he fell asleep quickly.

It was almost four o'clock at night, and Ye Tang fell into a drowsy sleep, as if he had a dream.

In the dream, I stood in front of the bedroom window and saw that there was still no one in the opposite room. The pale moonlight shone in through the glass, and there seemed to be dust floating in the room.

At this time, the window moved by itself, slowly opened, then slowly closed, and then slowly opened again.

The Tathagata Buddha pendant on the bedroom window was swayed by the wind, knocking on the glass one after another, like the sound of a monk slowly knocking on a wooden fish.

The opposite window was slowly closed again, and Ye Tang noticed a pale and skinny hand with long nails pulling the window, because the paleness was close to transparent, and the moonlight was mottled and dim, so it was difficult to detect without looking carefully.

Except for this strange dream, Ye Tang slept peacefully all night until noon, and he stretched contentedly.

It just so happened that the manager called and said that he was going to the recording studio to record a commercial song, and asked him to wash up quickly. While shaving, Ye Tangjue sighed, sleep quality is really important, and today's skin condition is much better than yesterday.

When Ye Tang rushed to the recording studio, Jiang Mingxu and Lin Runzhi had already recorded their respective parts and were waiting for him to record and sing together.

Ye Tang hastily bowed and apologized to the two of them and the staff: "I'm sorry everyone, I overslept, didn't I delay your work?"

Jiang Mingxu rubbed Ye Tang's hair like petting a dog: "There is no time wasted, we just finished recording, let's go."

Ye Tang noticed the blue dark circles under Jiang Mingxu's eyes, and he was envious and worried: "Did you stay up late last night for filming again? What time did you go to bed?"

"It's okay, the filming ended at three o'clock at night, and I recited the lines for another hour, and fell asleep in the car on the way to the recording studio."

Jiang Ming continued to push him in: "Hurry up, we still have a few choruses to record after you finish recording."

Lin Runzhi, who was busy changing the score, said to Jiang Mingxu: "Why does it feel like the three of us have been together for so many years, but Ye Tang hasn't changed much."

"What hasn't changed?" Jiang Ming continued to ask.

"How should I put it, sometimes when I look at his back, I feel that he is the same heartless child as before." Lin Runzhi looked up at Jiang Mingxu: "But you and I have become annoying adults."

"That only shows that you don't know him well enough," Jiang Ming continued to look at Ye Tang, who was singing seriously in the recording studio, resting his chin.

"He's just pretending to be good, but he is actually under more pressure than us." Jiang Mingxu said.

In the evening, Ye Tang came out of the bathroom to take a shower, took out a can of Coke from the refrigerator and drank it, as if he heard a light knock on the door.

Because the sound was relatively low, it stopped after knocking twice. He wasn't sure if he had heard it wrong, so he looked out through the cat's eyes. There was no one there, only the lights in the corridor were dimly lit.

"Have I been too paranoid recently?" Ye Tang didn't think much, and sat on the sofa and continued to watch TV and drink Coke.

The knock on the door rang again, this time three times, with a louder voice, Ye Tang was sure he heard it right.

He put down the coke and walked to the door, and saw through the peephole that the door was still empty.

Could it be some kid playing a prank?He turned around and walked back, suddenly there was a "boom", and the door seemed to be hit hard by something.

Ye Tang could no longer comfort himself that it was a child's prank, and the knocking sound at the same frequency as the night before was like saying to him, "I'm here to find you, let me in..."

At this time, the knock on the door rang again, continuously, as if urging, the sound was getting louder and the frequency was getting faster and faster.

Ye Tang restrained the chills that came from his body. He ran to the bedroom and took out the Buddha's name under the pillow and began to chant: "Namo Amitabha, Namo Pharmacist Liuliguang Tathagata..."

When he was reciting the Buddha's name, the sound of knocking on the door would be much quieter. Seeing that the Buddha's name had an effect, Ye Tang raised the volume and continued to chant.

The sound of knocking on the door stopped unexpectedly, and turned into the piercing sound of nails scratching the door, as if grasping his heart, making him uneasy and distracted, and even began to stutter while reciting the Buddha's name.

At this time, Ye Tang's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, he wiped it with his hands indiscriminately, he could hardly hold it anymore, the sound of fingernails scratching the door seemed to be pulling his nerves to prevent him from reciting the Buddha's name.

He felt that he was about to lose the ability to think, so he quickly took out his mobile phone to ask for help, even if it was only one person, as long as someone came, he could be saved.

After so many years of working alone in the big city, Ye Tang has no relatives at all, and the person he usually communicates with the most is his manager, but that short, fat and cowardly man is unreliable at all.

The sound of grabbing the door behind him became more and more piercing, mixed with a hoarse "clack" sound. The two sounds seemed to have a strange magic power, stirring his brain and gradually making him lose his ability to think.

Ye Tang was in a daze, feeling like he was going crazy, he had to find someone to come while he was still conscious.

He flipped through the phone book randomly, and finally called Jiang Mingxu.

At this moment, Jiang Mingxuan and Yang Qian were having an elegant candlelight dinner in a high-end membership-only restaurant, and the two of them were talking about love in an ambiguous atmosphere in the private room.

Today is Yang Qian's birthday, Jiang Mingxu put a lot of effort into celebrating her birthday, flowers, bags, jewelry and various gifts and surprises came out one after another, making Yang Qian very happy.

The cell phone rang untimely, and as soon as Jiang Mingxu connected, he heard Ye Tang's trembling voice almost choked up: "Xiao Ming, come and accompany me, I'm scared at home alone... there is a strange person at the door..."

"Don't be afraid, you stay at home and I'll be there soon." Jiang Mingxu said to Yang Qian with a gloomy face, "I'm sorry Qian Qian, I have to leave first, I have settled all the expenses here, you should be careful when you go home. "As he said, he picked up his coat and ran out, with Yang Qian's resentful eyes behind him.

Strange to say, just after Ye Tang finished making the phone call, the sound outside the door stopped abruptly. He sat on the sofa and listened for a few minutes, and there was a deathly silence outside.

Only then did Ye Tang heave a sigh of relief. He thought that the ghost outside the door heard him calling for someone and left.

After waking up, he felt exhausted and his throat was dry. Ye Tang grabbed the Coke on the table and poured it into his mouth to feel better.

After a while, there was another knock on the door, and Ye Tang's heart, which had just been relaxed, rose to his throat.

Jiang Mingxu's voice came from outside the door: "Ye Tang, open the door."

Ye Tang quietly walked to the door, and saw Jiang Mingxu knocking on the door impatiently under the dim light in the stairwell through the cat's eyes.

Seeing that there was no movement in the room, Jiang Mingxu was anxious and a little angry: "I have a lot of things to do, if you don't open the door, I'll leave."

"Hey, don't go!" Ye Tang hurriedly opened the door and pulled Jiang Mingxu into the room: "I finally hoped for you. I was worried that something bad would follow you, so I took a look."

Jiang Ming gave him a blank look and didn't speak.

Ye Tang asked him to sit on the sofa, poured a glass of water for him and said, "I'm sorry, I know you're busy, I didn't want to trouble you, but I really can't help it."

Jiang Mingxu took the water glass and put it on the table without drinking it. He got up and walked around the living room to look around, then went to the bedroom and walked around, and finally stopped in front of the window, looking at the opposite room with complicated eyes.

At this time, Ye Tang's mobile phone on the coffee table in the living room rang. He picked it up and looked, and it turned out that it was Jiang Mingxu who called. His head exploded with a "boom", from head to heel numb.

Ye Tang tremblingly pressed the answer button, and Jiang Mingxu's anxious voice came from the phone: "Why didn't you even tell me the address when you moved? I went to the place where you lived and there was no one there! How are you?"

Ye Tang swallowed while holding the phone, his head instantly sobered up.

That's right, he hasn't had time to tell Jiang Mingxu that he has moved...

If the person making the call is Jiang Mingxu, then who is the person standing in front of the window in the bedroom now...

Ye Tang didn't dare to think about it anymore, he dropped his phone and ran outside, but the doorknob seemed to be welded to death, and he couldn't even twist it.

Perhaps it was "Jiang Mingxu" in the bedroom who heard the movement and slowly came out and approached Ye Tang.

His face was gradually blurred, shrouded in a gloomy mist, his arms were raised to reveal pale hands and sharp nails, and a hoarse "clack" sound came out of his mouth.

Ye Tang screamed and ran away to the balcony, and that ghostly thing quickly chased after him and grabbed him by the neck, his nails dug deep into his skin, and bright red blood oozes out.

Ye Tang was pressed against the edge of the balcony and couldn't move, a strong sense of suffocation rushed to the top of the sky. He thought that there was a big signboard protruding from the facade downstairs, and he might be saved by jumping off it!

So Ye Tang raised his leg and kicked heavily at the ghost's abdomen, gritted his teeth, turned over and jumped down from the balcony on the fourth floor.

He closed his eyes in horror and waited for the heavy blow of death at the moment of landing, only to feel a sudden gust of wind blowing under him to lift him up, slowly landed and finally fell into a firm embrace.

He opened his eyes, facing the Taoist priest in the dark night.The Taoist priest looked down at him with complex emotions in his eyes, including pity, sympathy, joking, and contempt.

Ye Tang remembered this look, like the night when he was ten years old, with the same Taoist robe, the same eyes, and the same Taoist priest.