Seeing that the five poisonous oil was gray, my heart immediately moved, and I hurriedly looked at the old man again.
I saw that the old man had fastened the buttons on the shroud, and then began to take care of his hair, while looking at the front mirror carefully.
In the mirror is a very old woman who is combing the white hair of her ears and temples back while looking sideways at the shroud she has just put on.
"Young man, do I look good in this dress?" the old woman in the mirror asked.
"Brother Chen, why are you standing in front of the mirror with a shroud?" Guo Miao asked, looking up in confusion.
Niu Pengpeng also looked at me with surprise.
It seems that she and Niu Pengpeng did not see the old man in the shop, and the shroud that they have worn on the old man still seems to be in my hands.
Having opened a funeral parlor for so long, the shop has also been haunted by ghosts, but this is the first time that a ghost customer has visited. However, judging from the color of the five poisonous oils, the other party did not have malicious or evil thoughts. Since the other party is not an evil spirit, then I might as well watch the changes and see how things develop.
Seeing that I didn't respond, Guo Miao got up and walked over. Her shadow also appeared in the mirror. Although Guo Miao was standing behind the old man, she in the mirror blocked the old woman half of her body.
Guo Miao's tight and smooth face formed a sharp contrast with the wrinkled face of the old woman. The contrast between the two faces is like a red apple and a dried orange put together.
The old woman in the mirror looked at Guo Miao with a little dissatisfaction. Guo Miao immediately fought a cold war, took a breath and said, "What's going on today, I always feel chills."
I hurriedly pushed Guo Miao and asked her to leave the mirror and said, “It’s raining today and it’s a bit cold. Go get dressed.”
Guo Miao nodded and turned upstairs. I said to Niu Pengpeng again, "Peng Peng, you also find me a coat to wear."
Niu Pengpeng frowned and said, "Is it so cold? Why don't I think."
"If you let you go, you go."
"Okay, okay." Niu Pengpeng muttered and went upstairs.
In the mirror, the old woman continued to look at the shroud she was wearing. She asked again: "Young man, do I look good in this one?"
"good looking."
"Isn't it a bit gorgeous?"
"Not beautiful, you are not old."
The old woman in the mirror smiled immediately and said, "Okay, that's it."
The old woman in the mirror disappeared, and the old man began to undress.
"How much?" the old man asked.
"One hundred and sixty-eight." I said.
"It's a bit expensive." The old man's wrinkled face grew deeper and deeper, apparently a little dissatisfied with the price.
"There are two kinds of clothes in the world. It is often said that they are only worn once in a lifetime. One is a wedding dress and the other is a wedding dress.
It is a shroud, but in fact, a wedding dress can be worn several times, and a shroud is really worn once in a lifetime. "
The old man sighed, took two hundred bills from his pocket and put them on the counter.
Looking at the two hundred-yuan bills, I hesitate to accept or not. The ghosts are all using Ming coins. I look at RMB now. Maybe they will become Ming coins after they are received. And he gave me two hundred, and I paid back Looking for money for him. It's a bit unreasonable to do business without making money and losing money.
Just when I hesitated, the old man said: "Can you send it to me?"
The old man lowered his head slightly, apparently feeling that his request was a bit inappropriate. After all, buying a shroud made delivery a little unreasonable.
But I did not hesitate, and immediately agreed and said: "Yes."
In my understanding, to give clothes to the dead is to find a crossroad and burn them directly. When burning, write the address of the other party and burn them together.
"Great. The address is No. 67, Jinxiu Street, Development Zone. You don't need to find the money. You can give it to my grandson after it is delivered. The money belongs to him." After speaking, he glanced at me again and asked: "Have you remembered the address?"
I was stunned. He didn't mean to let me burn it, but to deliver it to my door. This is somewhat different from what I thought.
The old man asked again: "Remember? If you can't remember, just write it on paper, No. 67 Jinxiu Street, Development Zone."
I hurriedly said: "Remember."
"Okay, then I'll leave."
I hurriedly said: "Should I send it over now?"
The old man said of course: "Of course it is now, how can the delivery of the shroud be delayed."
There is really no delay in giving the shroud. Under normal circumstances, people will put on the shroud immediately after washing their body. Since they come to buy the shroud, it means that the other party is going to be unable to do so, or is already dead. The old woman appeared in the mirror just now, indicating that the old man has passed away and needs to put on a shroud immediately.
Watching the humpbacked old man walk out of the store and directly into the rain, I sat on the chair behind the cash register and took out a cigarette.
The humpbacked old man must be a ghost. Why should a ghost buy a shroud for his wife who has just died? Will his family not buy it
And why should the humpbacked old man buy a shroud in our shop? Is it just a coincidence
Forget the date, today is the first day of the lunar calendar.
The first and fifteenth days of the junior high school are the days with the heaviest gloom, and it is also the time when I can psychic. From this point of view, it should not be as simple as a coincidence that he chose to buy a shroud in the store today.
At this time, Niu Pengpeng and Guo Miao came downstairs. Niu Pengpeng handed me a gray jacket and said, "Do you think this fits?"
Suitable? "
I accepted the clothes and put them on the cashier counter.
Guo Miao put away the women's shrouds and prepared to hang them back on the shelves. I hurriedly said: "You don't need to hang it back. This dress is already sold." To avoid them thinking too much, I added: "A friend called me to buy it."
I handed Guo Miao the 200 yuan on the cashier counter and said, "Invoice and enter the account."
Guo Miao took the money and used the money detector habitually. The alarm did not go off, it was real money!
Guo Miao put the tickets and receipts together with the shroud into the bag. I recalled the address again, then took the handbag and walked out of the funeral parlor.
When I went out, I found out that the rain was worse than when I was in the office upstairs. From time to time, there was a gust of wind, and big raindrops of soybeans fell obliquely, and the ground was blooming like a pockmarked face.
I trot into the car under an umbrella, and then drove to the development zone. On the road, I was hesitant to call Dayan. Later, thinking that the old man did not seem to be malicious, I dismissed the idea.
Besides, I also want to deal with some things independently. I can’t rely on Big Eye for everything. It’s better to rely on myself. If Big Eye isn’t around and encounters tricky things that day, I won’t be messed up.
That's right, I want to learn some tricks to drive away evil spirits and avoid ghosts. Since I can't escape, I'd better learn to face it. Someone might ask, since I learned the art of exorcising evil and avoiding ghosts, why didn't I learn it from Dayan, but secretly copy the "Liu Jia Xuan Ben" to ask others for advice.
There are two reasons. One is that Big Eye itself is a second sword, even a third-rate level. What he can teach me is really limited. I can ask him for some things, but I must not use him as a teacher.
Of course, Big Eye has made a lot of progress in more than two years, but while he is making progress, I am also standing still, so in my opinion, his progress is far less than that of Wu Zhengping and Zhou Yunhai.
The second reason is that Dayan has all learned through the "Liu Jia Xuan Ben", "Liu Jia Xuan Ben" is a secret technique from his ancestors, he can not teach me, even if he teaches it will have reservations, so I secretly Copied the "Rokko Genmoto".
I admit that secretly copying "Liu Jia Xuan Ben" is a bit unnatural, but everyone has more or less "evil" attributes. I am not a saint and gentleman, and I am certainly selfish.
Twenty minutes later, I drove to Jinxiu Street in the development zone. This is a new street, with apartments above and various shops below. Walking slowly along the street, I finally saw No. 67.
No. 67 Jinxiu Street is actually a ** store.
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