My name is Yao Yu, and I am a recent graduate of the Journalism Department of Lancheng University.
When other students were struggling for internship and employment, I was lucky enough to receive an invitation from a magazine in this city, and the basic salary was good.
The name of that magazine is very interesting, called Yin Yang.
On the way to the magazine, I have been thinking about using the weird name "yin and yang" as the name of the lace news magazine, which is nothing new.
The location of the magazine is close to the suburbs. When talking on the phone, the other party explained that it was just starting out, and the urban cost was too high, and it wanted to spend as much money as possible.
Since the magazine can provide accommodation for people who are inconvenient to work, I don't care about this.
But after I waited for the magazine, I found out that the magazine was actually opened in the graveyard.
The person who received me was a woman in her thirties, with a mediocre appearance and good figure, so I asked her to call her sister Zhou.
To my surprise and fear, Sister Zhou said nonchalantly: "The little girl is just timid. We just just rented an open space here. Those dead are burned to ashes, and they won't come to you in the middle of the night."
I was not comforted by Sister Zhou at all, on the contrary, my heart became even more hairy.
"Sister Zhou, there are a lot of self-built private houses in the suburbs, and the prices are not too high. Why do we have to open a magazine here?"
Sister Zhou stroked her long hair that was scattered on the temples, and whispered to me mysteriously: "Because here is the best feng shui for our magazine."
I rubbed the goose bumps on my arm and opened the magazine in the graveyard. You told me that Feng Shui is good. Are you kidding me
"Sister Zhou, I'm really courageous. I'm afraid I can't do this job."
I don’t plan to work in this kind of place, no matter how good the salary is, the medical expenses are not enough to treat the heart disease that I will be scared out in the future!
Sister Zhou looked at me for a while, not knowing if it was my own psychological effect. I always felt that her black pupils occupies a very large proportion in the eye sockets, and there is not much white space, which looks very oozing.
Just when I was frowned upon by sister Zhou, she suddenly giggled and took a red diamond-shaped sachet from the table to me, and said to me: "You don't want to stay, and I won't force you. , This will be a souvenir for you."
I took a souvenir for nothing. I was a little bit embarrassed. I thought about it and said, "Sister Zhou, if you need someone to leave this place in the future, I can come for sure."
Sister Zhou praised me a few words and asked me to hurry up to take the last bus. The car that came here stopped at 4 o'clock in the afternoon.
When I was leaving the house, I seemed to hear Sister Zhou mumble: "He should be able to let us go this time, right?"
Hurry up and catch the last bus back to school. I was holding the sachet in my hand, still thinking about Sister Zhou's words.
Who is that "he", can anyone have trouble with Sister Zhou and the others
I picked up the sachet and looked at it carefully. The half-palm-sized sachet was embroidered with a pattern of flying wings. When I got closer, I could smell the strange aroma.
The embroidery craftsmanship is very delicate and lifelike. I once did an interview paper about embroidery. At the moment, I recognized that this embroidery is definitely a master hand. Don’t look at it as a small sachet. Countless.
This discovery made me feel anxious, and wondered, could it be that sister Zhou confuses her collection with the sachet used to give it away
Anyway, with such a hot thing in my hand, I absolutely can't just go back to school like this.
"Master driver, can you stop the car?"
I squeezed into the driver's seat with the sachet and my backpack. Fortunately, it wasn't long before I got in the car.
This kind of suburban car can pull over and park at any time, but the driver said meaningfully when I got off the car.
"Little girl, go out alone, be more precautionary."
I didn't care at the time, just as he kindly reminded me, thanked me and started to walk back.
Two legs and four wheels are really incomparable. When I walked to the graveyard where the magazine was located, it was almost dark.
A cold wind blew over, and I shivered abruptly as I looked at the tombstones all over the floor in front of me.
I don't know if it's the wind blowing, and the smell is fast. I feel the faint smell of the sachet in my hand getting stronger and stronger.
I was worried that it was dark, and I was a little short-sighted, and it would be difficult to find the location of Yin Yang Magazine. I didn't expect that the magazine was lit up with Dou Da's signature neon lights, and the blood red "Yin and Yang" characters looked very strange at this time. .
Shaking through the graveyard, I was frightened and sweated as soon as I entered the door of the magazine.
There is a red ribbon hanging at the door of the magazine, and a big red flower is on the door lintel. Not long ago, the room with office desks and chairs was arranged into an old-style Xitang.
My heart became more and more restless, sweat oozing from the palm of my hand holding the sachet, and walking into the empty Xitang, I whispered: "Sister Zhou, are you there? I'll return the sachet to you."
No one answered me, and the wind outside stopped. The red Xitang was terribly quiet, and my ears were full of my own violent heartbeat.
This is so weird that I dare not stay here anymore, turning around and leaving.
The moment I made this decision, all the light bulbs in the room suddenly went out. I screamed and squatted down holding my head. Several red candles in the room flickered, shining the ghostly in the room.
I squatted there with fright, shaking my bones all over, and I was too afraid to open my eyes, but when I closed my eyes, I always felt that something was peeping around me.
A cold voice resounded in the quiet Xitang, and the tone was flat.
"Don't put on this embarrassing appearance, go and change your clothes, it's going to be auspicious time."
I was so frightened that I almost cried, and I boldly looked at the speaker, and was immediately dumbfounded.
It was a man wearing an ancient costume of a bridegroom. His black black hair was casually draped behind him, his eyes were like stars and his face was like a crown of jade.
He was just like that a few steps away, with his condescending negative hand looking down at me, his expression arrogant and cold, and no emotions could be seen on his face.
I reflexively looked at his feet, only the candlelight on the ground made my breathing stop for two or three seconds.
He, he has no shadow!
"Don't come over! Don't come over!" My mind was blank, my legs were soft as noodles, and I could only crawl backwards with all my limbs together.
The man or the male ghost was very dissatisfied with my reaction like this. He shook his fingers and snapped his fingers. A woman in plain costume came out from the side door on both sides of Xitang.
Although I changed my clothes and hairstyle, I recognized it at a glance.
That is Sister Zhou!
Sister Zhou seemed to be unable to see my panic and panic. She walked up to me with a smile and persuaded me: "Yao Yu, don't struggle. You can marry an adult. This is something that many girls and ghosts can't expect. What about the matter! Come, I'll take you to change the bride's clothes."
I shook my head desperately, so scared that I couldn't cry.
The female ghost is looking forward to let the female ghost go, why are you looking for me!