When we got to the coffee shop, we could see how deserted it was just from the door.
Even after reopening, business is not as good as before.
The boss was wearing a suit and standing in front of the counter, sighing and looking sad.
As soon as Grandpa An got out of the taxi, he looked at the eight bronze horses at the gate of the community and stopped.
He kept staring at that side in a daze, An Ning felt very strange, and moved his eyes along the line of sight of his grandfather, but unexpectedly, his grandfather covered it with his hand.
"Don't look, just go in."
I raised my eyebrows and looked at the place where the eight bronze horses were. I looked left and right, but I didn't see any tricks. It suddenly occurred to me that Grandpa An is a hermaphrodite, and it is said that he can see ghosts.
When I thought of this, I shivered suddenly, quickly looked away, and followed Grandpa An into the room.
The boss saw me coming, with a pair of grandparents and grandchildren beside him, and his face full of sorrow suddenly burst into a smile, and he was overjoyed.
I saw him running out directly, grabbed my hand, and said excitedly: "Oh, Xiaohua, come in quickly."
I nodded, and was about to go in with the boss, but saw Grandpa An stopped again, staring straight at the glass door.
He frowned, and looked at the scenery inside the store through the floor-to-ceiling viewing glass.
I don't know if it's my illusion, but I always feel that the direction Grandpa An was looking at was where I saw Xiao Huang sitting that day.
"Grandpa?" An Ning called Grandpa An, and he came back to his senses, but every time he took a step towards the door, his face became more gloomy.
"What's the matter, Grandpa, you look so bad, are you feeling unwell?" An Ning saw that the old man's complexion was both white and blue, and he looked up at the sunny sky above his head, full of worry.
When the three of them entered the store, I always felt that the temperature in the store suddenly dropped! I couldn't help holding my arms with my hands and rubbing them constantly.
"Boss, have you adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner too low? It's so cold."
The boss looked at me incomprehensibly, and said, "I didn't turn on the air conditioner."
Grandpa An looked at the boss's office with eagle-like eyes. The door was closed tightly, but he seemed to have seen something and walked towards it.
"Wait, this guest."
The boss saw that the direction Grandpa An was walking in was not right, so he hurriedly stopped him: "That's my office."
"Have you brought back anything weird lately?"
Grandpa An asked bluntly, the boss was taken aback for a moment, then his face turned pale, he ran into the office, and took out the bronze animal ornament that was split in two.
"This, I just got it back not long ago, but when I came to the store today, I found that the copper beast was cracked. It was placed on the table neatly, why did it crack?"
Grandpa An frowned, and grabbed the decorations in his palm. After a while, he took out a shabby-looking bag from nowhere, and put the copper pieces in it.
"You..." The boss was a little surprised, not knowing what he meant by doing this.
"I want to talk to you."
…
"Where did you get this thing?"
The boss said honestly: "I bought it from an antique dealer friend. He said that this thing can attract money. It is an antique unearthed from the ancient tomb of a rich and powerful man in ancient times. I spent a lot of money on it." Bought it."
When I heard this, I knew that this honest boss was probably cheated.
Sure enough, I saw Grandpa An's beard fly away, his eyebrows raised, and he sneered: "Hmph! What a rich and powerful person, what attracts wealth, and recruits ghosts is almost the same!"
"You can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately, old man!" The boss was terrified. His hands were placed on the table, shaking constantly, fine beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead, and his face was pale.
"How dare you sell this kind of thing? This antique dealer is really vicious." Grandpa An raised the bag in his hand, shook it twice, and then asked, "Do you know what this thing is used for? "
"Suppressing evil?"
Grandpa An said solemnly: "Instead of suppressing evil spirits, it is better to say attracting evil spirits. The unearthed ancient tomb is good, but it is hard to tell who owns that ancient tomb. This thing in the tomb absorbed a lot of unjust ghosts and became a ghost." It's a complete ghost, so the thing you saw yesterday is the monster that those dirty things gathered together and turned into."