Chapter 1287

Ma Hongjun said it with fear. He still looked out of the door with fear that the old lady might appear in front of him.

Coincidentally, there was a gust of night wind passing by at the moment, which made the door of the antique shop roar.

The horse Red Army trembled with fright, and the glass that he was holding on to fell to the ground with a crack.

"Don't be afraid." I comforted him and said, "no ghosts dare to go wild on my territory!"

As I said, I took a drink of the remaining white wine, and then stood up and said, "as you just said, it's really dirty. Let's go and have a look at your house."

"What What? " Ma Hongjun's eyes widened in amazement: "she is in my house."

"If not, what else can I see? Don't worry, it will be OK. " I smiled.

Seeing my confidence, Ma Hongjun felt a little relieved and followed me out of the antique shop. But it was right behind me, staring left and left, afraid that the old lady would appear in any corner of the night.

I started my sports car and went straight to the residence of the red horse.

As soon as he entered the community, Ma Hongjun's legs trembled and his face turned pale: "Zhang, Master Zhang Either, or I won't go in. You'll see for yourself. "

I turned around and glanced at him and said, "you are the one who is looking for that thing. If you don't show up, she may not show up. If you're really scared, I won't be able to get there. You'll stay at the railway station all the time. " With that, I turned to go.

"No, no..." "I'll go, can't I go?" cried the Red Army

Ma Hongjun followed me closely and came to his house. His hand holding the key was shaking all the time. After working for a long time, he couldn't even insert the key hole, and the cold sweat on his forehead came out.

I took the key and opened the door. Then I pressed the light.

The furnishings in his room are simple and atmospheric. There is a huge ancient landscape painting on the wall of the living room. Under the picture is a huge leather sofa.

The things on the sofa soon caught my attention.

There is a faint shade in the room, which is emanating from these things!

I went to see some clothes, sewing boxes and so on.

These things are very old. Look at that style, it should be in the period of the Republic of China. I don't know where it was kept? These things are filled with a rotten smell.

"How do you like collecting these things?" I asked, turning my head.

After entering the house, Ma Hongjun has been shaking his head and looking around. I'm afraid that the old lady is hiding somewhere, and hasn't looked here at all. When I asked, I immediately scared back several steps: "no, no, no, this is not my thing! I, I didn't have these when I left My mother! "

Just at this time, the overhead chandelier suddenly flashed out without warning. Ma Hongjun screamed out in fright, turned his head to run, but his legs were already soft, and he fell to the ground immediately.

For a moment the light flashed and came back on.

I saw Ma Hongjun lying on the ground, his glasses fell out, and he was struggling around, so I went up and picked up the glasses and handed them to him, helping him up.

But wearing glasses, Ma Hongjun suddenly did not move and looked at the front.

"You don't have to be afraid. It's OK. It's a lack of voltage. It's flashing." I consoled.

"You Look... " His face was pale, his pupils were tight, and he held out his hand tremblingly, pointing to me behind him.

Seeing his expression like this, I also found something wrong. Looking along the direction of his fingers, I was shocked. There was an old lady on the empty sofa just now.

The old lady was dressed in a dark gray cotton padded jacket with beveled edges. Her white hair was very neat. She was sitting cross legged on the sofa with a smile on her face, with the sole of her shoes in her hand.

Light fell on her, but there was no shadow. Her hands were busy, but there was no sound.

It's really a ghost!

At the same time, Ma Hongjun suddenly stood up, his legs were not soft, his body was not shaking, and went straight to the old lady. Compared with the panic and inexplicable appearance just now, it's quite different.

What's going on?

Is this guy with the old lady? Do you want to hook me?

I was hesitating, Ma Hongjun had come to the old lady, bending down respectfully, and then squatted down to help her gently beat her knee. The old lady looked back at him with a kindly smile on her face.

If at this time, was seen by outsiders, must think that this is a mother and son. How harmonious should this picture be?

But just follow me and I'll find something wrong!

There was no expression on Ma Hongjun's face, his eyes were dull and sluggish, he did not blink, his face turned blue, and the seal hall turned black.

Not good! It's a mystery.

He has no mind now. He is fascinated by ghosts. After a while, when the Yang is exhausted, you will die on the spot!I quickly took out a medium talisman and threw it away.

With a bang, a black smoke came out of the red horse's nostrils. Then it seemed to be shot by an anaesthetic gun and fell down softly.

The old lady turned her head and threw the soles of her shoes at me angrily.

I quickly avoid, that sole is hitting on the wall, but did not make a sound, but out of a black gas.

I quickly offered the invisible needle, just about to fly out, but the old lady suddenly turned into black smoke and disappeared.

The horse Red Army fell to the ground and frothing. It was unconscious. I rushed into the kitchen, poured some salt water mixed with cinnabar and poured it into him.

He spits out a large piece of black water like ink one after another, which makes him wake up and turn around.

As soon as Ma Hongjun regained his wits, his first reaction was to take a look at the sofa. Seeing that the old lady was gone, he asked excitedly, "Master Zhang, did you get rid of that ghost?"

I shook my head and said, "no, let it escape! But it seems that the spirit has recognized you, and will definitely follow you for life. "

"Ah?" When the Red Army heard this, they were very scared and took a breath of cool air. They were very worried and asked, "what can we do then? Master Zhang I beg you, help me! " With that, he grasped my clothes tightly. He was afraid that when I turned around and left, the old lady would rush out again.

"Don't worry. Let's study where the spirit comes from." I helped him up from the ground, but he refused to sit on the sofa, even in the living room.

I only helped him into the study.

His study is big, even more spacious than the living room, with high bookshelves on three walls.

There are not many books on it. They are all wooden boxes of different sizes. There is also an album with different thickness.

It can be seen from the labels on the outside that these are coins collected by Ma Hongjun, including five baht coins of the Han Dynasty, Kaiyuan Tongbao coins of the Tang Dynasty, flower tickets of the Qing Dynasty, and gold dollar vouchers of the Republic of China.

It seems that he is a senior coin collector.