Panguan

This person speaks slowly and in a slow tone. In normal times, it can be described as personal. But at this time, especially in the eyes of Xia Qiao and Wen Shi, it only added to that elusive sense of danger.

Xie asked still laughing, as if he had a good temper. He glanced at Xia Qiao, and asked Wen Shi again: It's fine if you don't say thank you, and scold me. He's your brother, don't you care?

Xia Qiao looked at him in disbelief.

Xie asked again: Look at what I am saying, which sentence is wrong?

Xia Qiao wanted to argue a few words. But I don't know why, but Xie Wen's eyes were swept away, and he was like a low-level demon who was stared at by a big demon, only the counselor was left.

Compared with Xia Qiao, he understood a lot when he heard it. He knew very well that Xie Wen's words were right, and he really couldn't cry in this environment.

It's like he just met the fake Xiaqiao in the car. If he panicked and reacted violently on the spot, there might be more of those things, and if he was not careful, he would be stuck there forever.

Of course, to be clear, he just didn't want to go along.

Xie Wen expected him to react like this, and was not angry.

There were no branches and vines on the main road blocking the way. Xie Wen threw the dead branches back into the bushes and said to Wen Shi, Don't worry about it. Do you have a wet wipe? I'll wipe my hands.

What are wet wipes?

He was puzzled when he smelled it, but he said, No.

Xie asked: Then what do you have? A tissue is also fine, as long as you can clean it.

When smelling, he took out a lighter from his trousers pocket, and said, It burns the most clean, or?

Xie Wen was stunned for a moment, staring at the lighter without speaking.

After a while, he suddenly turned his head and laughed, only to laugh twice before being caught in the wind, and soon turned into a muffled cough. Ordinary people coughed a few times, and his face would always turn red, but he didn't, he was still sick and white.

When he smelled it, a thoughtless thought suddenly popped into his mind. He felt that a pale and sickly person like Xie Wen would be quite immortal in white clothes, but red clothes... I'm afraid he looks like a ghost.

Xie Wen swept around and found a near-depleting mountain spring in front of him, and washed his hands with the weak water.

Xia Qiao finally regained his breath, and tremblingly followed Wen Shi. They did not walk side by side with Xie Wen, but walked in the same direction with a distance of a few steps.

Xia Qiao asked, Brother Wen, what exactly is this place?

When smelling: This is called a cage.

Cage? Xia Qiao seemed to have heard this statement.

He thought about it for a long time and finally remembered it, or heard it from Shen Qiao.

Shen Qiao said: Everyone in this world has regrets, everyone has knots, big and small. Some will be solved quickly, and some will not be able to earn and open up, and after a long time, people will be tied up. The deepest and heaviest grievances and afflictions in the spiritual aspect all originate from this.

When a person suddenly suffers a serious illness or disaster or the end of his lifespan, the spiritual aspect is always unstable, so those resentments and obstacles will turn against the guests and form a situation, which is the cage.

If an unlucky person happens to pass by, it is easy to be implicated and brought into the cage.

For ordinary people, accidentally entering someone else's cage is a day-to-day encounter with ghosts.

But for the judge, it’s time to live—to eliminate filth and karma, wake up the cage owner, and send him out in a clean place.

Then, where are we going now? Xia Qiao asked again.

Wen Shi said: Look for the cage heart.

What is a cage heart? What does it look like?

When he smelled it, he identified the direction and said, It's usually a building.

While speaking, Xie Wen who was in front suddenly raised his hand, pointed to the low mountain not far away, and said, I see, there is a house behind the mountain.

He is familiar with the way, obviously it is not the first time to do this kind of thing. He was a little surprised when he heard it, but he quickly remembered that although Xie Wen's name was crossed out from the famous tree, it was better than Xia Qiao.

... but the level is probably not very good.

Wen Shi and Xia Qiao quickened their pace. Xie asked is still the same, not in a hurry. So he slowly went from a few steps ahead to a bit behind, and he had no intention of catching up.

Wen Shi quickly bypassed the low mountain and came to the front of the house.

It was a self-built house in the 1990s. It had two floors. There was a bluestone wall in front of the building.

This house... Xia Qiao looked at it and murmured, It seemed that there were such houses in the old district when I was a child.

Old area?

Yeah. Xia Qiao nodded, We used to live there before, but now this kind of house is gone and it's finished.

The house appeared out of thin air, standing abruptly and lonely in a mountain col, surrounded by light rain with a misty mist.

This is the cage heart? Then what? Xia Qiao was a little scared. There was always an inexplicable silence in this old house, and he didn't want to get too close.

...

But he couldn't hold back his brother's thoughts.

And then? Wen Shi said, and then of course go in.

Xia Qiao swallowed and said in his heart that you are afraid that you want me to die.

Is there anyone inside? Xia Qiao asked again.

This time, it wasn't Wen Shi who answered him, but Xie asked, Do you think the people inside are people?

When smelling: ...

This person is obviously sick, it's such a time, and he's still in the mood to joke.

Xia Qiao was frightened to tears by this joke on the spot, and when asked, Do you have to come in?

As soon as Wen Shi opened his mouth, Xie Wen smiled and said, We can also go in, you can wait outside.