The old woman looked at me, smiled at me, and showed her toothless mouth again: "You know."
What do I know
The old lady didn't say a word no matter how much I pestered her, she just slowly folded the ingot there. I gave the money, and charged more, but ignored people. I am not a tourist from other places, so I don’t like to rip off customers like this.
I stayed until the sun was about to set, my stomach growled several times, and I finally stood up and walked out of the shroud shop with my things.
For an old man who is unwilling to speak, I really have no good way.
I took a taxi and went back to my room, put a bag of ingots and paper clothes beside the envelope box, and hurried to cook, I was really hungry.
After eating, I sat in front of the computer with a full belly, and the open QQ was constantly flashing. I opened it casually, and it was the enthusiastic Rujia Buddha.
Rujia Buddha: Landlord, have you gone to see it
Rujia Buddha: Landlord, are you there
I checked the time and found that they were all sent at noon, so I hurriedly replied: I went, and I was bought and sold by force.
Rujia Buddha has obviously been online all the time, and he replied very quickly: strong buy and strong sell? Didn't the landlord go to see the haunted house
Me: That’s right, it’s in the shroud shop next to the ghost building. That old man is a monkey spirit. He bought a lot of dead people’s things for some reason. It’s bad luck.
Home Buddha: Shroud shop? How can there be a shroud shop in the ghost building? Besides, can this kind of shop open in the downtown area? The city management didn't let me either.
I was stunned for a moment, and then I replied: It's right next to the ghost building, there is a watch seller on one side, and a shroud shop on the other.
Rujia Buddha: The landlord got drunk, so I am in the mobile phone shop diagonally opposite the ghost building. There is a watch shop, but there is no shroud shop. wait.
After finishing speaking, it took a long time for Rujia Buddha to send a photo.
Looking at the sky in the photo, it is obvious that it was just taken. There are still many pedestrians on the street, and the ghost building stands quietly in the dim streetlights. Next to it is a dilapidated house. Through the light of the streetlights, you can even See that huge gap in the roof of the house.
Through the open door, I can see the same layout as the shroud shop in the house.
A gust of cold air rose from my back and gradually covered my whole body. At that moment, it seemed that the blood in my whole body was frozen, making me unable to move.
There are really no shroud shops.
QQ is still ringing, but the sound seems so far away. The old lady in the shroud shop seems to be smiling at me, showing her toothless mouth.
I stood up, took out the cigarette case several times with trembling hands, and finally took out a cigarette and lit it. The bag full of ingots was still placed on the table. Everything was so real, no, it was real.
But the photos of Rujia Buddha are mocking this reality, which makes me feel at a loss.
The burnt smoke burned my hands, and I finally woke up. When I got back to the computer, QQ was full of messages from Rujia Buddha.
Home Buddha: Did the landlord really discover the shroud shop
Rujia Buddha: Wait a minute.
Home Buddha: I just asked. When the brothel was still there, there was indeed a shroud shop next to it, but it was smashed down by the Japanese.
Rujia Buddha: It's just that the owner of the shroud shop is an old man, I don't know.
Rujia Buddha: The landlord doesn’t know what that is, it’s so exciting.
Stimulate? I smiled wryly, I don't want to encounter such a stimulus. After thinking about it, I still replied to Rujia Buddha, and slowly told Rujia Buddha all the things I encountered recently.
I desperately need someone to listen to the weirdness I'm experiencing, to make me feel like I'm still alive in this world.
After listening to my story, I was surprised by the reaction of the Buddha.
Home Buddha: Are you sure the landlord is not cheating
Me: You think I'm lying to you.
Rujia Buddha: No, it doesn’t mean that, it’s just, landlord, you really plan to burn paper tomorrow night.
Really burn paper? I hesitated immediately, the old woman asked me to burn the paper, which made me feel that it was more like a scam, as if she was pushing me step by step into a big net that I couldn't get rid of.
But not to go? The appearance of my mother and Xue'er kept appearing in my mind. As the only man in the family, do I want to let them be hurt strangely because of my fear
Perhaps seeing that I haven't replied for a long time, Rujia Buddha sent a question mark and continued to write.
Home Buddha: Landlord, I think that as a person, no matter what, you can’t let your family members be harmed, so you should go, don’t worry, I will accompany you.
Me: Are you going with me
Rujia Buddha: Yes, the host doesn’t think it’s a cool time to hit ghosts? Omg, although I am a little scared, but the revolutionary friendship that came to the forum makes me definitely lend a helping hand to you.
The words of the Buddha at home make me feel that the other party completely regards this matter as an adventure. This kind of thinking makes me find it difficult to understand. Many people like to watch horror movies, but if they really encounter them, they will probably be scared to death and regret it. Make your own decision, otherwise how could there be the idiom Ye Gong loves dragons
Me: Are you not afraid
Rujia Buddha: I have said that I am a little scared. In fact, I have long wanted to go to the ghost building, but I have never dared to. Now, in order to help the landlord, I will go all out.
As the Buddha said, do you mean to fight me
I haven't answered yet, Rujia Buddha continued to write: Landlord, I received photos from you and met the shroud shop. I think those ghosts don't seem to want to kill you. Maybe there are other reasons. Aren't you curious
Curiosity, curiosity will kill the cat. But after talking so much with Rujia Buddha, the fear in my heart can't help but become much smaller.
Me: OK, let's go together.
Rujia Buddha: Well, but the landlord, you can't lie to me, otherwise, hehe.
I did not lie to you.
Rujia Buddha: Please bring the photo with you. I will wait for you tomorrow night in the mobile phone shop diagonally opposite the ghost building. Come at 9 o'clock. The boss has left by then. Let's study it carefully. Okay, off work, see you tomorrow.
Before I could reply, the head portrait of Rujia Buddha dimmed. I checked the time on the computer. It was 9:30, and it was probably the time when Rujia Buddha got off work.
Some jokes made my fear less. It was still early, and I started to inquire about the ghost building in detail on the Internet.
There is a lot of information about the ghost building, most of which are posted by other people. As for the news, you can't see it.
With the courage I mustered up, I slowly read the post. Many of the ghost stories on the post were scary, but I could tell that many of them were pure stories, probably compiled by boring people.
But the general outline of the ghost building is becoming more and more obvious. First of all, it is true that the ghost building is a brothel. It is also true that many people died under the ravages of ghosts. As for the rest, most of them are fake.
The weirdest thing is that I found a floor plan of a ghost building on a supernatural forum that hasn't been updated for a long time.
The hand-painted ones, even the lines are distorted, but the layout of the whole brothel can still be roughly distinguished.
With a ten-thousandth hope, I still took a picture of the floor plan with my mobile phone. It may be useful or not, but at least I have a sense of security in my heart.