"You two can make up the whole thing. Did he count as one less person when he came in?" A rough, quack male duck voice suddenly interjected.
When I smelled it, I saw that it was Zhang Biling's bear son, and his name was on Shen Qiao's condolence bill: Zhou Xu.
The name is a good name, and people are a bit picky.
"Do you interrupt if I ask you?" Zhang Biling pushed him and hurriedly smoothed out Wen Shi: "This kind of situation is prone to happen to possessed humanoid models. It's a common occurrence, so it's not surprising."
Zhou Xu sneered: "Who said that? My aunt is not like this."
Zhang Biling glared at him: "Your aunt, your aunt, you remember to brag about your aunt every day. Zhang Lan started rushing into the cage when he was a few years old, can it be the same?"
When I heard the news, I seldom paid attention to other homes, and I didn't know a few living people on the famous tree map. He listened silently for a while, and asked the person on his back, "Who is Zhang Lan?"
Xie Wen hadn't spoken yet, Zhou Xu was startled, but his ears were sharp: "You don't know?"
When smelling: "Should I know?"
Zhou Xu: "The one at the top of the famous tree! You don't know her when you do this?"
I know the ancestors of your aunt's family.
It's not a curse, I know it.
He said when he heard it.
"You're almost done!" Zhang Biling was embarrassed by his son, pushed him behind him, and said to Wen Shi, "When he was a child, Zhang Lan... It was his aunt, who took him to live in his home for a few years, and was very close to her. , so it's her who opens and closes. Don't know him in the same way."
When smelling: "Hmm."
Zhang Biling added: "I heard Xiao Xia say, this is the second time you are in the cage? It's only the second time. It's already very good to do this. Take your time, there are people who have successors to the old man Shen."
Wen Shi glanced at Xia Qiao.
It seems that this fool still knows Tibetan language, and he didn't explain the old story.
Zhang Biling estimated that he regarded him as another apprentice accepted by Shen Qiao, slightly better than Xia Qiao, who knew nothing, but not much better.
After all, there is no name of his new apprentice in the vein of Shen Qiao on the famous tree, and he seems to be a half-hearted person.
However, Zhang Biling is a very nice person, and she is also polite to half-hearted people, without any pretence.
"That's right, brother." Xia Qiao opened his mouth again aggrieved.
When smelling: "Say."
Xia Qiao: "How long do I have to stay in the leg mold, why don't Auntie Zhang and the others have body attachments?"
He pondered for a few seconds when he smelled it.
Zhang Biling said, "Hey! I was in a hurry just now, and I forgot to say it. Let's find the possessed object to enter the cage, because we are afraid that the breath of a stranger will suddenly come in and alarm the cage owner, and we will be chased before we figure it out. Fight, it's not worth the loss."
"But this cage is different. There are already many strangers here. It's time to be alarmed. It doesn't make much difference if you are attached or not." Zhang Biling pointed to the group of people in the corner, "I came in one step earlier than you, attached I was on the mirror and scared them a lot. I was afraid of scaring them, so I got out of the mirror."
Xia Qiao was alive again: "So can we come out too?"
Zhang Biling: "Yes. But if you think it's safer to have possessed objects, you can continue to stay there."
Xia Qiao: "No, no, no."
She explained it in great detail, for fear that these young people would not understand.
In fact, I know better than anyone when I hear it.
As soon as he came in, he knew that he could get out, but he didn't mention it. He wanted Xie Wen to hold in half the model for a while longer, after all, he held in the doll for several days last time.
Now that Zhang Biling said so, he can only let Xie ask a horse.
"Master Shen didn't mention it to you?" Zhang Biling asked.
When smelling it, his face was expressionless and deceiving: "No, I just found out."
He walked out of the model, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Xie Wen, who also got out, raised his eyebrows, as if he had heard some nonsense.
Wen Shi looked at him suspiciously.
Xie Wen said politely: "It's nothing, I just found out."
***
With their human appearance, the faces of the people huddled in the corner looked much better and were no longer so frightened.
"When did you all come in?" Wen Shi asked them.
The boy in the plaid shirt said, "It's been a long time."
The others nodded, "It's been a long time."
"I can't remember, I'm going crazy."
…
Except for Zhang Biling's son, Zhou Xu, who could tell the exact number, everyone else was confused and seemed to be scared.
"They should be walking with me." Zhou Xu said, "When I came in, they weren't so faint yet."
Xia Qiao asked, "How did you get in?"
"Go in when you walk on the road!" Zhou Xu looked like you were talking nonsense.
Zhang Biling said for him: "I asked, and I took the same car and took an umbrella, which is similar to the rumor."
"Have you heard that rumor?" Wen Shi asked.
Zhang Biling nodded, and asked Xie Xie, "I heard from your shop's Da Zhao and Xiao Zhao."
"Those girls like to visit everywhere, and they use it to scare people when they hear anything." Xie asked, "The people around them have scared them so much that they don't dare to take a taxi on a rainy day."
Wen Shi: "The rumor says who the driver is, what happened?"
Xie Wen thought for a while: "I heard that he passed away in a car accident."
"anything else?"
"Gone."
"The amount of information is a bit small." Zhang Biling patted her son and said, "Xu Xu, what have you encountered here?"
Zhou Xu's face was a little blue, let go of her hand, and said gruffly: "Don't call this, it's disgusting, I'm so old."
Zhang Biling: "What about you?"
Zhou Xu: "What else can I meet? Isn't that the woman. When I came, the woman was just about to go upstairs, and there was a mother-in-law in the store nibbling on chicken feet or something. Tell me, come to arrest people, come to arrest people. Then I ran, ran to the third floor and just saw them, so I got in, and then I stayed there honestly. Except for going to the toilet and touching some food , never went out."
What nonsense is this.
Zhang Biling had a headache and felt that his son could not count on him at all, so he sighed and said, "Let's take a look first."
But when I smelled it, I caught a little: "The mother-in-law in the store is talking to you?"
Zhou Xu: "Yes."
"Are you sure you told me that?"
"if not!"
A little puzzled when I smelled it.
Generally speaking, people in cages are not very good at talking to strangers normally. They are all equivalent to the extension of the cage owner's consciousness. When they see strangers, most of their first reactions are to attack.
This cage is weird.
When smelling and thinking about things, there was no one talking in the store, and the atmosphere suddenly calmed down. The slamming of the door outside continued, as if it was not far away.
The rattling sound of the scroll door reverberated in the mall, which was abrupt and harsh.
After a while, the humming sound of the escalator rolled.
"Are you gone?" someone asked softly.
"Should go."
Everyone in the corner breathed a sigh of relief, then froze again.
The boy in the plaid shirt stared at Wen Shi and the others, and suddenly said, "Can you take us out?"
Zhang Biling is a safe and conservative person, she said, "I try my best."
But in this environment, the word "try as much as possible" is far from the effect of comforting people. So the boy said "oh", and he was silent, like a wandering soul.
Each of them looked very bad, and they were black and blue now, and they didn't know if they had closed their eyes after coming in.
The girlfriend in the plaid shirt suddenly whispered, "I want to go to the bathroom."
The shop fell into a dead silence.
It seems that this has become a conditioned reflex, as long as someone says this sentence, everyone will tense up.
"Let's go, I'll take you there." Zhang Biling said.
As soon as she opened her mouth, the other three said, "Then let me go too, let's go together."
They pushed the scroll doors halfway up and drilled out one after the other.
"You guys stay here for a while, don't run around." Zhang Biling spoke with an elder's tone.
She instructed Wen Shi, Xia Qiao and even Xie Wen to pack in together. After all, as far as she knew, two of the three had no names and no surnames.
As a result, as soon as she left, she snuck out of the scroll door when she smelled it.
"Why are you going?" Zhou Xu stopped him.
Smell Shi was not a gentle person, and he didn't even catch a cold with bear children, so he didn't answer at all.
"Hey!" Zhou Xu called him again.
He still smelled like he was deaf.
It wasn't until Xie Wen followed him out that he frowned and said, "What are you doing here?"
"Are you the only one who can get out of this door? Are you domineering?" Xie Wen pointed to the dim corridor: "I'll go to those shops to see."
After he finished speaking, he didn't wait for anyone and walked over there.
When smelling: "?"
Just as he was about to lift his foot, Zhou Xu quacked again with the voice of the male duck, "Didn't I tell you not to run around?!"
Wen Shi held the lower edge of the scroll door and bent over to look at him: "Who let it go?"
He was always cold, and it seemed quite oppressive to look down like this. Zhou Xu choked for a moment and shouted, "My mother!"
"It's not my mother." Wen Shi said and left.
Zhou Xu was smashed with ice scum on his face, which was both shameless and a little impatient. He leaned forward and got out after him, with an aggressive look like a goose chasing after people.
"Hey, why are you following my brother?" Xia Qiao knew that he was timid, so he planned to stay here for a while, not to go out to cause trouble.
But when he saw that the second sickness was following his brother Wen, he immediately called out and went out.
So Ms. Zhang led the team back from the bathroom and found that there were only two middle-aged men left in the shop huddled together to keep warm, and the rest ran away.
Zhang Biling felt that the cage was about to end.
***
In such a huge shopping mall, there are still only a few shops with bluish-white lights.
Wen Shi walked along the corridor, and the door of the nearest shop was open.
When he first entered the cage, he hurriedly glanced at the store, and had a little impression of this store, because the store seemed to be full of photo frames, and the owner was very fat. It's tough.
But now, the big shopkeeper has disappeared.
There was a puddle of traces in front of the door, as if someone had stood here for a long time before, dripping wet.
When he smelled it, he pushed the scroll door up and got into the store.
Only then did he discover that the photo frames hanging throughout the store were all black, large and small, but they were all pictures of the same person.
Or not a photo, but a painting—
Deep eyebrows, black eyes like ink balls, and straight lips.
It was the face of the woman who was chasing them everywhere.
However, the pictures in the frame have no color, they are all black and white, like a wall full of posthumous photos.
These posthumous photos just looked at Wen Shi in the center of the store.
suddenly! The scroll door rattled.
Wen Shi turned his head to look, and saw a gloomy old lady standing outside the door, grabbing the scroll door with both hands and pulling it down hard.
She is thin and old, but she is very strong, and she just heard a "wow"!
…
Not pulling.
Wen Shi stood in the store, holding a white cotton thread on his drooping fingers, the other end of the thread was tied to the lock outside, and the long stretched thread supported the scroll door, so that people couldn't pull down even an inch.
The old lady stretched her arms: "..."
Wen Shi asked with a cold face: "What are you doing?"
The old lady stared at him with white eyes, and said in a thin voice, "This store is closed."
When smelling: "Why?"
The old lady pursed her lips.
When smelling: "Where's the owner?"
The old lady remained silent.
There was a sound from somewhere in the distance, and the old lady turned around and glanced in the direction of the opposite store, then turned back.
She smacked her lips, and the old voice was thin and floating: "No, no, I'm going to eat, it's time to eat."
Saying that, she clawed at the door and pressed down again.
Wen Shi was thinking about the logic between "the owner of the fat shop is gone" and "going to eat", when he saw a tall man walking over.
He stopped behind the old lady, his thin white and slender fingers grabbed the other's arm pawing at the door, and took off the old lady's hand like he was holding something.
The old lady competed in secret, her face turned green, but she was still arranged properly.
"I saw you all the way, such a tall man, if you are tired of clinging on the door, let it go for a while." The scroll door was lifted up by the hand, revealing Xie Wen's face.
Maybe it was because the lights in the store were too cold, and it looked even more ill when it shone on his face.
When he looked at the smell in the store, he swept over the long stretched wires and said in a low voice, "Who taught you to drill into an empty house by yourself in a cage?"