After arranging everything, the housekeeper took the family doctor and the maid and left the table, leaving a complete banquet and silence.
The atmosphere of silence lasted for a long time, until Su Zimo felt that something was not right.
Even the light and shadow of the picture in the mirror flowed, and it seemed that another day or even two days had passed beforehand.
[Ah! ]
After the clock in the picture stopped spinning again, the maid's sharp scream cut through the silence, and then there was a pleading voice: [No, no, I regret it, I really don't want to die, I'm still young! ]
[We can try again, let's smash the roof! Let's go dig tunnels and do anything! Take the medicine away! ]
[We have no food, what can we do without dying? Do you want to be solved by me now? Or starve yourself to death bit by bit? ! Why, why didn't the people from this family come to see the old man on better days! If this family can come and look at the old man, they can find us, we can live, and blame us for taking this job that nobody cares about! ]
[Run! Fatty is crazy, he rushed over with a kitchen knife! ]
[what? ! ]
[It's different from what we said, run away... ]
[Wow - where can you escape to, fight with him! ]
[No! ]
[boom! boom! ]
The sound from the mirror was chaotic. Su Zimo even tried to touch the mirror surface, but found that the mirror was still a mirror. He couldn't interfere with the screams and the sound of various things breaking in the mirror, because the mirror recorded only the past. Some things that have happened cannot be changed.
"It seems that you don't need to do anything for the old man, it's over." Su Zimo glanced at the old ghost in the wheelchair beside him, "It's a pity that the banquet ended before it started, so the old man has been thinking about it. ?"
The old man patted the armrest of the wheelchair lightly and seemed to respond very calmly, but two red tears flowed from his eyes.
Although the old man was unable to speak, Su Zimo seemed to be able to feel that revenge was not the main reason why the old man became a ghost with obsession. His main purpose may be as those people said, hoping that his children and grandchildren would be On only one day a year, you can return to the villa.
If they can come back to the villa as scheduled, they will find the sealed villa, and maybe the old man will open the closed villa. In this way, they will find the butlers who have fallen into madness, find the old man imprisoned on the second floor, know everything from the mouths of the criminals, and finally take them out alive for trial, which may be the ending that the old man most hopes to see .
But in the end, the door of the villa did not open on the appointed day.
[The baby's babbling is not known for its meaning, but it is like a pearl falling on a jade plate, which is very pleasant. ]
[The baby can't recognize yet, but his eyes are like the gleam of a full moon, clean and bright. ]
These two sentences are what the old man wrote in "Notes on Gushan Postscript". The old man gave love to his distressed granddaughter. Even though Pingting was still a baby at that time, she was already regarded as a treasure by the old man.
However, when the old man loses his language ability and can only make vague babbling sounds, when the old man has difficulty distinguishing things and people, and often does wrong things, it becomes a trouble that people can't avoid.
Su Zimo stopped looking at the picture in the mirror, because the door of the villa would definitely be opened one day, but no matter when that day came, it would be too late.
Su Zimo turned sideways and wanted to say goodbye to the old man in the wheelchair, but found that Mr. Li Gui suddenly disappeared and appeared next to the main seat of the dining table. With trembling, he stretched out his dry hand and touched the gray Teddy sitting on the main seat. Xiong, then stared at Su Zimo's direction with a pair of black holed eyes.
[Aah-]
The old man babbled to Su Zimo, as if he wanted to say something.
"Want me to take this thing away?" Su Zimo asked carefully, so the old man withdrew his hand and continued to sit there calmly.
Su Zimo walked over from the other side of the dining table and picked up the grey teddy bear on the chair. The old man still didn't move. But when Su Zimo wanted to pick up another gift - the white lace princess dress, a thin hand stopped Su Zimo's movement.
The old man's body didn't seem to obey, especially his fingers, so he worked hard for a long time, and then leaned on the support of the wheelchair armrest to hook the white princess skirt with his wrist, and moved his arms little by little to force the little white skirt. Hook into his arms, very hard.
"If I am fortunate enough to meet Ms. Pingting, I will remember to return this gift to her in person." Su Zimo could see that the old man seemed to want to keep the dress. After all, after he left the villa, this nightmare world would be lost. Only he was left alone.
[Ho. ]
The old man didn't know what to think, but he hooked up his skirt and let out a laugh.
In those four years when he couldn't control his body, Su Zimo occasionally woke up and wondered if the old man who lacked his company would look at the words he wrote or read when he was bored. Shu was in a daze, would he remember the stupidity he had committed in the past, and occasionally chuckle.
Su Zimo suddenly wanted to go back to accompany his grandfather, and go halfway up the mountain to talk with him.
"I go first."
Li Gui's gaze would not affect Su Zimo's opening the door behind him, but when Su Zimo opened the door behind him and started to step back, he found that the old man who was beside the main seat was not looking at him either. He just stared at the mirror in front of him with a pair of black holed eyes.
[happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me … Hahahahaha, grandpa, I like you the most! ]
When Su Zimo retreated into the entrance, he could still hear the children's singing and laughter coming from the mirror.
Immerse the whole person in the darkness, and after Su Zimo takes another step back, he finds that he has returned to the bright Anyu corner shop. I feel that the surrounding environment is a little unfamiliar.
Moreover, there is an inexplicable singing voice... No, it is the noise that surrounds the store in a corner.
"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you pig! Oh, I like you, fierce and beautiful, I like you, fierce and sweet, I like you, and watch the most beautiful scenery with you!"
"..." As soon as he turned around, Su Zimo was stunned, because he saw that idiot Ghost Umbrella was holding a rolled-up book as a microphone, with his back to him standing beside the upright piano in the store, crying and howling. Words that give me goosebumps and are particularly inexplicable no matter how I hear them.
Although he can't see his face, judging from his hoarse voice, he should be quite engaged.
In fact, Su Zimo knew that Mr. Ghost Umbrella should be singing, but this unworldly non-human may not know what singing is. After all, it was the first time that Su Zimo heard someone sing a birthday song that didn't look like a birthday song at all, and every word was not sung in tune, so it couldn't be called singing, it could only be regarded as roaring indiscriminately.
The problem is that not only Ghost Umbrella is playing tricks, but even little friend Peng Peng, who has never appeared in the store, is sitting in front of the piano for him... accompaniment.
And the tune of the accompaniment is completely in line with Ghost Umbrella's Guikulanghao.
To put it simply, how badly Ghost Umbrella sang, Peng Peng played according to his tune.
Are these two suffocated because they were locked in the store for too long
"Cough cough, Peng Peng, as a musician, you have to practice like this often, so that your sense of rhythm can continue to improve." Both Ghost Umbrella and Peng Peng had their backs facing the direction of the side door, so they were so fascinated that they didn't have a moment. Discover the return of Su Zimo.
"Humans often use 'god' and 'devil' to describe people who have honed a certain skill to the extreme, such as sword gods and sword demons, piano gods and piano demons, and the singing voice of this umbrella is often dubbed the magic sound by other ghosts They say that this is the highest evaluation of singing skills, so as long as you can keep up with my rhythm, you will definitely be able to make rapid progress." Ghost umbrella patted Peng Peng's shoulder seriously.
"Ghost Umbrella, don't bully Peng Peng." Su Zimo couldn't help but hide his face, how bad is the singing that can be disliked by Li Gui
Hearing Su Zimo's voice, he turned his back to the ghost umbrella with his back to him immediately, and then Su Zimo found the ghost umbrella with a pale face but always very rosy lips, but now he doesn't know why even his lips are covered Pale white, even a little cracked
Even the eyes are a little pitiful...
After taking a closer look, Su Zimo also found that Ghost Umbrella's legs were trembling against the upright piano.
"How long have you been standing here singing?" Su Zimo's eyes couldn't help but twitch.
Su Zimo knew that the passage of time in the nightmare world was different from that in the real world. Some practitioners had said before that no matter how long the time in the nightmare world passed, it was only a blink of an eye in the real world.
However, Su Zimo found that not only did he enter the Nightmare World with a different cooldown than other practitioners, but every time he came back from the Nightmare World, the time seemed to pass slightly forward.
"Not too long, about thirty minutes." Ghost Umbrella supported his old waist, looking a little tired.
"Big brother!" After Peng Peng jumped off the piano bench, he jumped on Su Zimo and said with a smile, "Uncle Ghost Umbrella is amazing, it's obviously the same tune, but every time he sings it. When the rhythm and melody are completely different, it especially tests the adaptability of the accompaniment!"
Su Zimo originally thought that Ghost Umbrella was embarrassing Peng Peng, but when he saw Ghost Umbrella's pale lips and trembling legs, standing there with his old waist, he was very tired, and then he looked at Peng Peng's ruddy complexion and smiled happily. It looks like, for a while, I can't tell who is tossing who.
"Uncle Ghost Umbrella, can you sing again? I think I can continue to improve, and even feel that I will be able to break through the bottleneck soon! God, Uncle Ghost Umbrella is really amazing!" Peng Peng hugged Su Zi Mo, while not forgetting to turn his head and wink at the ghost umbrella.
"Really? I'll just say I'm very good!" Ghost umbrella said and tried to support his body again, like a 90-year-old veteran who was desperately carrying a gun on the battlefield.
"Uncle, you look tired." Peng Peng tilted his head.
"Uncle is fine." Ghost umbrella said, and suddenly covered his mouth and coughed hard, "cough, cough, cough!"
"what!"
What Su Zimo and Peng Peng did not expect was that a pool of red blood appeared in the palm of the palm that was released after the ghost umbrella coughed!
"Uncle Ghost Umbrella!" Peng Peng let go of Su Zimo's thigh and came to the Ghost Umbrella with tears in his eyes, "I'm sorry, did Peng Peng ask you to practice with me for too long?"
Do non-humans also cough up blood? Su Zimo also tilted his head blankly.
Then, I saw an unusually kind smile suddenly appear on the pale face of Ghost Umbrella, stroked the top of Peng Peng's hair and said, "In terms of age, I am your grandfather, if you can, can you call me grandpa? As long as I can make my good grandson smile, as long as I can hear the good grandson call me grandpa, grandpa will do anything... ah, you bite me!"
"You're not my grandfather! You want to take advantage of me! Shy!" Peng Peng nibbled at the arm holding the ghost umbrella, then jumped back a few steps, making a face by the way.
"It's not your little devil who made the first move, you deliberately tossed me for so long!" In a blink of an eye, the face of the ghost umbrella no longer looked tired and old, and even the lip color returned to the original rosy and shiny, and by the way, it was returned. gave Peng Peng a grimace.
"Crack!"
Su Zimo took out the oversized gardening scissors called "Broken Ghost" from his backpack, opened and closed the two naive ghosts in front of him with half-squinted eyes, and was very satisfied to see the two "safe in one corner". The elder-level existence obediently closed his mouth.
"Welcome home, boss!" Ghost Umbrella, who walked up, seemed to remember his current identity as the shopkeeper, but he quickly saluted, "I haven't seen you for half an hour, I really miss him."
"Big brother, welcome home!" Peng Peng also stood behind the ghost umbrella and stuck his head out, gave Su Zimo a fly.
"I'm back." Although the two veterans in the store always felt a little uneasy, when Su Zimo saw them and saw "being in a corner", the whole person finally relaxed completely.
"Boss, this seems to be a ghost weapon? I see that you have achieved good results in the nightmare world." Ghost Umbrella glanced at the extremely sharp double edges of "Duangui", and instantly saw that what it possesses is stronger than sharpness the power of.
Su Zimo smiled, opened his backpack and took out "Lonely Mountain Notes · Postscript (3-star)" and "Old Confused Crutches (to be repaired)", as well as "Holy Water (2-star)" dropped by the poisonous snake Together with "Nightmare Sleeping Pills (two-star)" and the gray teddy bear that the old man promised to take away, he took them out, and filled the small counter with Duangui.
"Boss, have you gone to collect the waste?" He glanced at the items on the counter. Although Ghost Umbrella knew a lot about ghost tools, he didn't see the real function of these items, so he could only look at Su Zimo with some doubts. .
Ghost Umbrella's wicked and demonic face is still attractive even when confused.
"I think it's pretty good." Su Zimo glanced at his harvest with satisfaction, and then looked at the door of the store that was still closed and could not be opened, "This way... Ah Yu Yuyu, we can open for business. ."