No one teaches.
When he heard the words, all the words came to his mouth, but he didn't speak, because he felt that Xie Wen was not very happy.
He subconsciously glanced outside the door—
The scroll door was half-blocked, and the field of vision was limited. Except for the dilapidated and dark door of the store diagonally opposite, there was nothing else. Naturally, it was impossible to know what Xie Wen had encountered before coming here.
Wen Shi frowned and wondered, "Did anyone provoke you?"
Xie Wen was stunned for a moment.
He didn't seem to expect this kind of reaction when he smelled it, and the action of holding the scroll door paused.
The incandescent lamps in the store were so pale that they illuminated his eyes darkly, but they were covered with a thin layer of light. He stood silently in the light for a long time before he suddenly regained his senses.
He tilted his head and sighed with a sigh. It might be too light, the smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes, and the trace disappeared in an instant.
"No one." Xie Wen put down the hand that lifted the door and stood up straight. "The aromatherapy shop I went to just now was too unpleasant, and it happened to be the kind I didn't like the most."
He turned sideways to get out of the way, and said, "Have you read it yet? Come out when you're done, don't hinder the old man from closing the door."
The white cotton thread tied outside the reel door fell loosely to the ground, and when he smelled it, he looked at him for a while before pulling the thread back.
While wrapping his fingers, he walked out the door.
The old lady's white eyes stared unblinkingly. As soon as she went out with her front feet, she grabbed a rusty iron hook with her hind feet and hooked the shutter down.
"Why is it closed?" Xie asked.
The old lady stopped. She glanced at somewhere behind her subconsciously, and said in a dreamy voice, "Can't drive, can't drive. He doesn't sell good things, so he can't drive."
After she finished speaking, she grabbed the iron hook and walked slowly away.
Every time you take a step, the iron hook will slam on the ground and make a "dang" sound. The voice was sharp and crisp, like a chisel in the brain.
Someone whispered not far away.
When I smelled it, I turned around and saw Zhou Xu and Xia Qiao squatting there one after the other.
Zhou Xu seemed to be particularly unable to stand the sound of the metal chiseling the ground, rubbing goosebumps and jumping his feet there. Xia Qiao was beside him, staring at him like a thief.
"What are you doing here?" Wen Shi asked.
"You can go this way, but I can't?" Zhou Xu, like a goose flapping its wings, pecked back on the spot.
Xia Qiao complained: "Brother, if he insists on following you, I'll see what he wants to do."
Zhou Xu: "Who followed him? I've been bored inside for a long time. I came out to get some air. Is there a problem?"
Xia Qiao was stunned: "You still need to breathe in a place like this? Then do you get up and run in the morning?"
Zhou Xu: "I—"
Zhou Xu: "...Fuck."
Maybe it was because Zhou Xu was a little younger, Xia Qiao had a good momentum in front of him, and he couldn't talk about suppression, but he was able to open up.
Seeing them pecking at each other with their hair on, when they smelled it, their eyes lifted into the distance.
Behind them, on one side is the straight corridor that crosses across, and on the other side is the arc-shaped corridor. The circle in the middle was pitch black, and no shops were open.
When I smelled the dark corridor, I suddenly reacted, Xie Wen just turned from there... Where did the smelly shop come from
He finally realized that Xie Wen's unhappiness just now might just be because he was alone in the semi-enclosed space.
This is a bit surprising, because they are not really familiar with that.
***
The old lady leaned on the sharp hook and walked away, Xie Wen followed her not far or near.
Wen Shi looked at his back, frowned, and strode over.
"Why are you in such a hurry?" Xie Wen glanced at the dark corridor behind, "Aren't you afraid of the dark?"
roll.
He said when he heard it.
He pursed his lips and said nothing, just slowed down and followed the old lady with Xie Wen.
After walking for a while, he opened his mouth and said, "When I entered that store, I had already hooked the cotton thread outside the door."
He's still frowning, because it's a little… bizarre to explain such things to people.
The enclosed space in the cage is very dangerous, and it's okay to have a lot of people. If there is only one person, it is very likely that you will be trapped in it for a long time. Of course he knew that. So he stayed behind early, not rashly rushing in.
Thanks for asking "oh".
His expression was the same as usual, as if he had put his previous unhappiness behind him.
He didn't say anything more, and when he smelled it, he naturally wouldn't add it. The two walked forward in silence, with a subtle sense of stalemate.
Zhou Xu and Xia Qiao have no brains, but they are sensitive. They felt an inexplicable tense atmosphere, and they didn't dare to follow too closely, so they were just behind them with a distance of five or six meters.
The two didn't speak, and they didn't dare to make a sound for some reason.
The entire corridor was sunk in silence, save for the slow, lingering sound of hooks and pestles.
After a while, Wen Shi suddenly opened his mouth, and his voice seemed low and light in the night.
He said, "Did I know you before?"
Xie Wen took a step, and his half-drooping eyes lifted very lightly.
"Why do you say that?" He turned around.
"It's nothing." Wen Shi replied, "I suddenly thought of it and asked."
Thanks nodded.
His eyes fell on a certain void point in the distance, and after a while, he smiled and said to Wen Shi, "I don't know, otherwise I will leave some impression?"
This is actually not unreasonable, except for some of the earliest things, some people can't remember when they hear it, he is clear about everything else.
And the people he forgot... are long gone.
Suddenly there was a heavy dragging sound next to him, and when he heard it, he turned his head to look over.
The old lady came to the door of her store and dragged out a heavy leather chair from the store.
The leather chair looks strange, at first glance it looks like an office use, but the base is a thick lump, there is not even a roller, and it can't be pulled.
It left rusted trails on the ground, a reddish-brown color, and slowly oozes an unpleasant odor.
The smell is not strong, but if there is, it makes people very uncomfortable, and even his face is tensed when he smells it.
The "Miss Zhou" who followed behind directly "vomited" and stepped back several steps, stepping on Xiaqiao's feet every step of the way. Stepping on Xiaqiao's face turned green, he pushed him away.
"What the hell is this?" Zhou Xu scolded.
He didn't turn his head back when he heard it, and said in a low voice, "Blood."
Soaked and soaked in blood for a long time.
Zhou Xu: "Yuck—"
Looking at Xie Wen, who was the weakest and most precious, he was actually the one who was most adaptable. His face didn't change at all, and he didn't hold his breath, as if he was used to such scenes.
The old lady pushed the seat outside the store, against the dark corner, and staggered back. A few words were muttered over and over again.
When she passed by, she lowered her head to distinguish and heard her say: "It's coming to me, it's coming to me, it's coming to me soon..."
What's the meaning
What did you call her
Do you mean... close the shop and disappear like the fat shopkeeper before
When I smelled it, I walked to the corner, and the discarded seat was quietly leaning there.
He sniffed the smell of blood and closed his eyes intently.
At that moment, a pale woman suddenly appeared on the empty seat. Her hair was disheveled, and her whole body slammed towards Wen Shi.
The moment her hair was pulled away by inertia, she saw her pale, twisted face when she smelled it—the dark eyes were wide open, and her mouth was open, like a sudden hole.
Her arms were straight forward, her fingers stretched, as if to scratch him.
But there was a black thing tied diagonally around her body, which seemed to imprison her movement. The next second, she slammed back into the chair and let out a scream.
…
Suddenly, something patted on the shoulder of Wen Shi.
He opened his eyes suddenly, turned his head and found that it was Zhang Biling.
"Isn't it telling you not to run around?" Zhang Biling said helplessly, "This cage is a bit strange, you may not see it, it seems to be quite calm, but many things are a bit abnormal. It's like the old lady who opened the store just now. I just saw that you seem to be talking to her. How can a normal cage do this? The cage owner has already pointed the finger at you."
She was right in what she said. She walked around when she smelled it, and the strange feeling became more and more obvious.
Generally speaking, dead people become cage owners, and most of them are reluctant to accept the fact that they are dead. Therefore, there are often no death-related things in the cage, such as posthumous photos.
But the store that just closed was full of dead photos, and then it was forcibly closed because it "sold bad things".
Moreover, most of the people in the cage are extensions of the cage owner's consciousness. To put it bluntly, they all follow the idea of the cage owner.
But the fat shopkeeper, the man who said "haven't eaten yet", including this old lady... All the shopkeepers seem to be hiding from the woman, not letting her find it.
That's weird.
All the signs are very contradictory, as if... the cage owner had this idea for a while, and then stood on the opposite side of himself and competed with himself.
"Are you listening to me?" Zhang Biling raised her voice.
Hearing that when he came back to his senses, he heard her persuading earnestly, "The more you do this, the less you can't be reckless."
When smelling: "Oh."
Zhang Biling: "..."
She rubbed her forehead, sighed, and asked, "Forget it, what are you doing standing here alone?"
When smelling: "Look at this chair."
Zhang Biling didn't ask him any more, walked to the chair by herself, took out a piece of talisman and wiped it on it.
Each family has their own way of entering the cage, and they don't interfere when they smell it. I'm just afraid that woman will hurt her.
But when he closed his eyes again, the hideous woman did not appear.
Instead, his stomach growled...
Not long after entering the cage, he was actually hungry again.
Zhang Biling took the talisman and walked over, frowning and said, "This is like the driver's seat of a car. It should be the woman who sat in her life. But I can't tell if there is more."
Wen Shi was stunned for a moment, and finally understood what the scene just saw was.
If I'm not mistaken, it should be the scene of the round-faced driver's accident.
so…
Things related to the death of the cage owner will appear in a certain store little by little? Once it appears, it means that the shopkeeper should disappear
Wen Shi didn't stay any longer, walked back and asked Zhou Xu, "When you entered the cage, how many shops were open here?"
Zhou Xu: "I don't count."
Wen Shixin said that it is really a waste snack, and there is no hope.
Maybe it was because his mocking expression was too obvious, Zhou Xu spoke again: "Anyway, there must be more than now."
When smelling: "… "
"Don't look at me like that." Zhou Xu took a step back vigilantly, and pushed Xiaqiao to the front unceremoniously, "Why am I doing a good job of counting the stores? I was running for my life in a hurry, who would care? I just remember that this old lady had a rice noodle shop next door, but it's gone now."
"You're running for your life to see the rice noodle shop?" Xia Qiao asked seriously.
"Do you need to look at it?! Just smell it, the smell is so strong, and the fragrance is not good." Zhou Xu said that he was a little wronged, "I was angry with my mother that day, and ran out without having dinner. That rice noodle shop soup It's very thick, it must be stuffy beef balls or beef tendon balls in it, I especially like to eat that, you can tell when you smell it."
He told himself that he was hungry, swallowed, and then pointed to a farther place and said, "There should be a shop on the corner of the corner. I was blinded by light when I ran there."
Wen Shi: "Didn't you tell me earlier?"
Zhou Xu: "I don't know, you didn't ask!"
Wen Shi didn't pay any attention to him anymore, just felt that his guesses just now were inseparable. There should be a lot of shops in this mall that were originally open, and then they closed one by one.
They were talking when suddenly there was a sound of chewing.
Everyone turned to look, and saw the old lady carrying a plastic lunch box, sitting on the pony at the door, eating quietly.
"What did she eat?" Zhou Xu asked.
"Meat." Xie asked, his eyes are very good, he is standing farther than the others, but he sees it better than anyone else... The main reason is that he has no psychological burden, and he really dares to see and describe.
"Pork ribs, and meatballs. It may be beef balls or beef tendon balls." Xie Wen spoke slowly, as if he was cooking for the old lady.
He was hungry when he heard it and wanted to beat him.
He suddenly gave a soft "ah" and said, "I ate a ring."
When smelling: "… "
Xia Qiao softened on the spot.
Zhou Xu: "Wow—I don't want to eat meat anymore in my fucking life."