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The mysterious house Six years have passed since my father died. I don't want to leave our family home alone. But leave the house and go. I have a good job right away. There is no fulfillment without leaving home. Decided to rent the house. I left the key of the house to someone else. The house was surrounded by trees and greenery. It is possible to enter the house only after opening the gate and walking 50 m. My friend lives there alone. It will be dark. It was raining hard. He was resting tired after work. He went out to close the gate. There was a man sitting on that tree trunk getting wet from the rain. A 50 year old will see. He asked him .Who are you ? Why sit here and let it rain? He didn't say anything. He called him and walked home. Why are you getting wet in the rain to catch a fever? I will come now sitting in the verandah. He changed his dress and came back and looked in the verandah, but he was not there. He was nowhere to be seen. A good wind was blowing. He closed the window and lay down. All the closed windows were left open. He went to close the windows. He looked through the windows and saw the man sitting there again. After closing the windows, he went out and looked and he was not there. Walk in the rain at this age? He grumbled and turned away. Then he slept soundly. Went to office at seven in the morning. I had a slight fever yesterday because I got wet from the rain. Left office early due to fatigue. He bought fever medicine on the way. There are few houses nearby. However, plantation workers are regularly seen. Sometimes they come and talk. He boiled a pot of water and sat down to let it steam. Sitting under the blanket and taking in the steam. He felt as if someone was pushing him. Gasping, he shifted the blanket. There was something in my heart that was a bit sad. The next morning he went for a walk. He sat down under a tree due to exhaustion after covering half the distance. Under the tree was full of ants. There was an old man standing there laughing. He walked with me for some distance. He said he was a plantation worker and his house was l km away. He turned and walked home. He met the old man again halfway. It's him. Did he get here so soon? He must be a man with some magical powers. Accelerating his pace, he entered the house.By the time he sat down on the sofa, the gate had slammed shut. I felt like someone was following me. Afraid to be alone. So he did not sleep that night. He took his phone and told his friend. You must come here tomorrow. It has been raining heavily for two days. He put the phone down and turned around to see someone standing by the window. He took the torch and looked. A photograph fell from above. He took it. It is my father's photo. He wiped it away. It sounded like someone was laughing. The photo seemed to be looking at him passionately and he went to sleep there. He lay down without closing his eyes. Something was happening outside. Some voices were frightening.He went out in the morning. He told things to the gardener he saw regularly. He walked away laughing. But when he walked again, he saw the old man he had met yesterday. He told him. Does he live in that haunted house? He said haunted house yes there is a ghost wandering around there. It is not safe for you to live there. I have come to work there two months ago. I can sense the presence of the Spirit. I will help you for now. He handed him a whispered plate and left. Keep this handy. He walked away without another word. He stood there shocked. That's when the friend's phone call came asking for directions. He was also taken home. He was given a cup of tea. Said to him. Do you feel any negative energy here? His friend replied no. But will you stay here for two days? So what's wrong with you? No problem, I will be here with you for two days. He roamed around his house and surroundings and told each story. . So they decided to eat two pegs. Now the mind got a courage. There is no such thing as a ghost here. If so, come here. He kept saying that he can show me. Decided to eat outside. They took the car and went out. There are no good restaurants nearby. A little distance to go. So ate. By the time I got back home, there was no electricity. Entered in the light of the phone. He saw the shadow of a man. That shadow didn't go away and that's when he really came to believe. He got scared and stood back. By then Karand had arrived. He ran and took the plate that the old man gave him. And so we sat up that night without sleep. He called me as soon as it was daylight. He told me all the information. The key is being handed back. He said I am not staying here. So I returned home. They returned after handing over the key to my relative. I decided not to go there and observe. The gate is open. I went inside. There it was beaten and cleaned. Forests were cut down. So when he returned from there in the evening. I forgot my wallet there. There are lights at night. I don't think I turned off. Then when I looked through the window, I was shocked to see the sight. An old man is sitting there doing something. He is saying something. He looks like a magician. I left without seeing him. He lives in that house at night. I was convinced that there was no ghost or soul here. He lives there on the top floor. No one climbs to the top. He will open any door with his magic power. Maybe it was the noises going on inside that room that scared him. It is not possible to subdue the wizard alone. It requires the help of another wizard. I only know what my grandfather told me. Here once was a magical family. I explained the matter to my friend who settled here. It is said that there is no ghost or demon here and a wizard resides here..I think it is better to report this to the police. I filed a complaint with the police but they couldn't do anything. They could not even touch the wizard. I walked with the aim of freeing that house. I walked in search of stories of that old magical house. Only two of the magical family are living as wizards today, and one of them lives in your house. Your home is occupied with counterintelligence. The place where the house stood was theirs. I can help you. Because that second person is me. I don't need to take revenge on anyone. I will break his spell and set your house free. Our treasure is there where that house and its surroundings exist and we must help find it. I made an agreement with him. While he was out we went into that room and let out a lot of magic. The room was empty. The gate was kicked open and the wizard entered. And so the magicians clashed. said the second wizard. What have you come here for? Leave here. Why hurt others? The legacy of the wizards must be maintained. People like you should go away. So he was unable to break through the magic circle he had drawn. And the evil wizard retreated. I also helped to dig the treasure of the magicians from the field of that house. The house was awakened by the flowers in the gardens and the chirping of parrots.