Chapter 150 Arrange props

At the gate downstairs of Building 3, He Xufu was standing at the door and looked anxiously at the gate of the community. Seeing the wind and extraordinary situation coming this way, he hurriedly greeted him.

Feng Ping reached out and took a bag in He Xufu's hand. It was bulging, and he didn't know what was in it.

Moreover, Feifan didn't ask much. After Feng Ping took the key handed over by He Xufu, he followed him into the third door of Building 3.

Opening the door, a chill came to their faces. According to Fengping, the two did not take the elevator, but went up the stairs to the third floor.

Pushing open the spring door of the stairwell, the corridor was dim and dull because of poor lighting, and the induction lamp was broken. Moreover, even thuding several feet could not make the light turn on.

He walked slowly to the 301 gate, took out the key to open the anti-theft door, opened the door and walked in.

Wang Feifan also followed him and went in. As soon as he entered the house, he felt a chill all over his body. Unexpectedly, the haunted house was really fierce.

In fact, it has just been dark outside, and the light coming in from the window makes the house not look dark. Moreover, it is very habitual to reach out and press the switch on the wall next to the door to control the electric light.

The ceiling lamp on the ceiling flashed a few times before it lit up, and the white light gave the house some gloomy feeling.

Fengping casually put his bag on a round table and began to take out things from the inside. Moreover, he couldn't help widening his eyes. He saw Feng Ping take out a novel thing - a compass.

Although it was the first time to see the compass, Feifan also heard that feng shui depends on this thing. Of course, he doesn't know how to use it, and Bai Ru and Gu Yi have never used it.

Fengping not only took out a compass, but also took out a bundle of thin rope from the bag. The red seemed to be mixed with golden yellow, which was not strange. Fengping also took out a bunch of bottles and cans from it. It can be seen that there were ** in those bottles and some containing powder, but he couldn't see what exactly it was. Come on, as for what's in the jar, I don't know what's inside because it's covered.

Out of curiosity, Kuang Feifan couldn't help asking Fengping, "What are these?"

Feng Ping touched his nose, smiled and said, "These are all the tools I usually use. I can't tell you what it is for a while."

Hu Feifan shrugged his shoulders and asked casually, "Do you still use the compass? Look at feng shui?"

Fengping explained very patiently: "In fact, the compass is very useful. Fengshui is only one of them. On the contrary, I rarely use it in this regard, and most of them use the compass to check the position."

Fanfan continued to ask. Feng Ping had begun to walk around the house with the compass. Moreover, Feifan saw that his expression was extremely serious when he stared at the compass, so he did not disturb him. He just walked behind him and visited the rooms by the way.

Three bedrooms, two living rooms and two balconies, these places are quite normal until he saw the big bathroom as a bathroom and the bathtub placed against the wall. He couldn't help thinking of Fengping's story that two people had died in this bathtub.

Although the bathtub in front of me is still white and smooth, as new, I can't help but feel tight in my eyes.

Inadvertently, he noticed that when Feng Ping's eyes fell on the bathtub, his face was also tight. He looked at it silently, and then turned around and left. He didn't know what he was thinking.

turned around, and then Feng Ping put the compass in his hand back into the bag. Then he picked up the bundle of red ropes, untied it and pulled out two long strings. He raised his hand to signal Hui Feifan to help together. The two began to put down the rope along the corner of the room. Soon, they surrounded the whole house with the rope in their hands, only There is a gap between the two ends of the two ropes on the door of the house and the north balcony.

"This is..." Moreover, Feifan couldn't help asking again.

"This is a rope made of red silk and gold thread, hoping to guide the ghosts stranded in the house a way to leave." Feng Ping picked up a bottle with powder as he explained.

Without waiting for Feng Ping to ask, he had already said, "This is fragrant ash."

With that, he sprinkled a little in every corner of the house and then said, "It can effectively prevent ghosts from hiding."

Bang Feifan couldn't help laughing.

Feng Ping turned his eyes and looked at him and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Wang Feifan shook his head: "It's okay, I just think your means are better than..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly stopped talking and realized that it seemed to offend him to compare with Bai Ru and Gu Yi.

Although he didn't say it, Feng Ping immediately understood what he meant and couldn't help gently humming and said, "I'm different from them. They have practiced spells, and I can only do some 'small tricks'."

In addition, he laughed dryly and dared not say anything more.

Feng Ping reluctantly continued: "In fact, although we use different methods in this regard, the purpose is the same. We will not break up the ghosts directly unless we have to, and I will also say here that Gu Yi's hands are not particularly powerful..."

Wang Feifan frowned and asked dissatisfiedly, "What do you think of Bai Ru's ability?"

The corners of Fengping's mouth twitched. He was a little dissatisfied when he heard the extraordinary tone of the situation. He felt that he should have some unusual relationship with Bai Ru. After thinking about it, he scratched his head and said, "Actually, to be honest, Bai Ru and I don't know each other at all, so we don't really understand her ability. According to ordinary circumstances, The saying that women are not suitable for catching ghosts is entirely because women are yin and have a lot of yin on their bodies, which is a real objective reason.

Moreover, Feifan unconsciously rolled his eyes. He believed that what Feng Ping said was also reasonable, but it was definitely not absolute.

Because of this topic, the house is a little cold for a while.

After Fengping sprinkled incense ash, he carefully took out a large cloth bag from the bag, put it on the table, and slowly opened the zipper on his mouth.

This really attracted extraordinary attention again.

"Help me lock the windows of the balcony and each room together."

Fengping said as he took out a small bell about the size of a thumb from the cloth bag.

"There are so many guys on you."

Moreover, Feifan also took out a bell from it, only to find that there was still a lot in the cloth bag, and there was a piece of cotton stuffed in the mouth of each small bell.

The material of the bell should be copper, and it is extraordinary to learn to be flat, tie the bell to the balcony railing and remove the cotton from the mouth.

After these props were placed, Feng Ping was relieved and said seriously, "There are still three important places that need to be used to place some props."

Kuang Fei looked at Fengping with inquiring eyes.

"The sofa in the living room, the bed in the bedroom and the bathtub." Fengping explained.

In fact, the second owner has replaced the bed and sofa with new ones, but the location has not changed, so even if it is newly bought, it is inevitably evil.

What's more, because the bathtub is luxurious and expensive, the owner is not willing to change it. After his death, his father did not think about this, so I'm afraid that the bathtub is the most evil thing in the house.

This time, Fengping picked up a jar, opened the lid, and sprinkled a layer of powder on the sofa, bed and bathtub.

"Is it fragrant ash again?"

Feng Ping shook his head: "It's not all, this is a century-old cemetery."

"Cough..." In addition, Feifan was almost choked to death by the saliva in his mouth. After coughing for a while, he recovered.

Feng Ping glanced at him, as if he felt a little fuss.

"This thing can remind us that ghosts appear." He said after that.

Kuang Feifan looked at everything arranged in the room and suddenly asked strangely, "You have prepared so many props. I want to ask, what do you need me to do?"

Fengping took out a tightly wrapped paper bag from the bag, and then received all the things on the table in the bag. Then he turned to Xing Feifan and said, "It's very simple. We have spent so much time arranging everything. In case the ghost can't come out tonight, isn't it in vain?"

Wang Feifan was stunned, and he couldn't help but have a bad feeling in his heart: "So..."

Feng Ping smiled: "So, I need a medium that can attract them."

For a while, his whole body was creepy by Feng Ping staring at him.

"Am I... the medium?"