He was stunned for a moment when he smelled it, before denying: "No."
Xie Wen didn't quite believe it: "Is it true or false?"
He was silent when he heard it.
In fact, this is not what he wanted to say, but he couldn't resist asking the other person.
Maybe it was because the corridor was dark and quiet, or maybe Xie Wen stood too close and his voice was too low. He can't hear Xie's words now.
As a result, the other party said again: "It's alright not to tease you, it's alright if you're not hungry. I—"
Hearing interrupted: "Don't make a sound."
Xie asked but did not respond: "Why?"
When he smelled it, he touched the muscles and bones at the base of his ears, and turned his face to the side. After a long silence, he frowned and turned his head. There was a subtle irritability in the voice: "Because the more you talk, the more hungry I am."
The hallway was quiet for a moment.
The voices of the people on the third floor came faintly, vaguely, like some kind of whispering.
Xie Wen turned his head and glanced up, then turned back.
He looked down at Wen Shi for a while, and said, "Then why do you have to endure it?"
In an instant, the suffocating energy belonging to Xie Wen spread out, as if all the ghosts and ghosts were entangled together, with a strong sense of oppression, but as light as the fog deeper in the middle of the night, enveloping Wen Shi in it.
This moment often gives people an illusion, as if being hugged very lightly.
But when I smelled it only met the fog.
Those things seemed to be familiar with him, and quickly poured into his body along his fingertips, relieving the anxious hunger a little bit.
Xie Wen stood there without moving, and was one step away from Wen Shi. Neither approached nor moved away.
For some reason, the evil spirit on his body was even heavier than before, so heavy that he couldn't see him when he closed his eyes when he heard it. All he could see was the golden-brown Sanskrit imprint pressed against the karma, flowing silently.
When smelling, he raised his hand, trying to sweep away the thick black, but accidentally bumped into something cool.
He was startled, and suddenly realized that it was Xie Wen's hand hanging by his side.
The hand seemed to hesitate for a moment, then gently backed away.
The suffocating qi suddenly gathered, and when he heard it, he also recovered, and abruptly withdrew his hand.
The corridor was still dark, and the voices of the people on the third floor didn't stop, as if everything just happened was an illusion.
He didn't say a word when he heard it, and the hand that was retracted was still wrapped in cotton-white thread.
Xie Wen in the cage was not wearing gloves, and the touch of his fingertips was very real, warm and cool, and it seemed that it still remained on his fingers.
He frowned slightly, rubbed his thumb twice, and the slender and intertwined threads were stretched between the knuckles, tangled a little messily.
"Are you full?" Xie asked first.
"Yeah." Wen Shi replied in a low voice.
In fact, he was not really full twice, because both times were interrupted in a hurry. But the moment of interruption was always subtle, he couldn't explain it clearly, and naturally he didn't want to mention it.
When smelling, he lowered his eyelids and bit the thread on his hand, and while rewinding it, he walked downstairs, "Going down?"
"it is good."
Xie Wen nodded and took two steps to follow.
It took a few steps to smell it before he remembered that he forgot to say thank you to Xie Wen this time.
But now that I mention it again, there is no beginning or end, so I have to give up.
They went downstairs very quickly, without stopping, and came out of the safety passage door on the first floor in a blink of an eye.
The information desk in the lobby on the first floor has the only light on, which can only illuminate half of the area. The old lady was lying there, dangling from her shoulders, not knowing what she was groping for.
Because she is too thin, her body is always empty. It's like someone hangs a shroud on a hanger, and the timid person is really scared to see it.
But when I heard it, I was bolder than the sky.
He stared at the back for a few seconds, and finally remembered the question that had been diverted earlier.
"Did you see that ring in her lunch box?" he asked Xie.
Xie asked: "It's almost, I can see it clearly. My eyesight is okay."
When smelling: "Don't you think there is something wrong with the ring?"
Xie asked, "What's the problem?"
Wen Shi stared at his expression suspiciously, and said after a while, "The ring is fake."
Xie Wen was seriously surprised: "Fake? What do you mean?"
He looked at him blankly.
After a few seconds of confrontation, Xie Wen surrendered with a smile: "Forget it, I'm sure I can't compare to you. Let's be honest, I made the ring."
When he smelled it, he had an "I know" look on his face.
He is a puppet master, or the most proficient kind, and the fake ring can't be hidden in his eyes.
This is actually a puppet technique, the simplest kind, something a person with a little bit of aptitude can learn by flipping through ancient books—to create a dead object.
The ring the old lady ate was such a dead thing.
Among the people present, Zhang Biling obviously learned talisman, not to mention the waste Xiaodian and Xiaqiao. The only person who can be a demon and is willing to be a demon is Xie Wen.
Wen Shi asked, "Why are you making a fake ring? Scare ghosts?"
Not to mention, the effect is really outstanding.
In the past, I have only seen things in the cage scare people into vomiting, but I have never seen anyone scare them into vomiting.
Thanks is the first one.
"So old, what am I doing to scare her." Xie Wen couldn't help laughing and laughing. He looked polite, and he really didn't look like someone who would scare the old lady, but...
Anyway, when I smelled it, I felt that he was not a peaceful master.
"I just want to try." Xie Wen explained.
"try what?"
Xie asked instead of answering and said, "We were chased together. Do you remember what the driver's ring looked like?"
When smelling: "I don't remember."
Xie asked: "?"
He was stunned for a moment, and then remembered with a soft "ah": "By the way, you didn't look back much, you were carrying me behind your back. I took a look at her while she was close."
When he smelled it, he said angrily, "Then what?"
Xie asked: "Her ring is also a gold ring, but there are patterns on this side."
"A pattern? Not a plain circle?"
"no."
That's worth scrutinizing.
Wen Shi looked at the information desk, suddenly strode over, and patted the old lady on the shoulder.
The other party was startled suddenly, turned around, and stared at Wen Shi with blindfolded eyes. After a while, she turned back slowly, fumbling in and out of the information desk.
Underneath the information desk was a narrow slit, and she crouched down and stuck her face into the slit.
Her movements were abnormally distorted, her face almost turned 180 degrees, and she stuck to the ground. After a while, she came out from the other end of the information desk, and her flat face came face-to-face with Wen Shi.
Old lady: "… "
"what are you doing?"
The old lady opened and closed her lips and said lightly, "Look for a ring, a gold ring."
Wen Shi glanced at the table, where the old lady's handkerchief was spread out, and it was empty inside. Xie Wen's level is limited, and the fake ring that he made didn't last long, and it has disappeared now.
The old lady was still looking for it: "she may have been lost here. I'll look for her. There is nothing else, just lost, lost."
"Accidental, careless." She retracted her head again, got up, and found it tremblingly with dust all over her body, "How can a wedding ring be so careless, I have to look for it."
Wen Shi turned to look at Xie Wen.
Xie Wen said softly, "Did you find something wrong?"
Wen Shi frowned and retreated: "If the woman chasing us is the cage owner, and the ring is not in her hands, she knows best. The old lady is an extension of the cage owner's consciousness..."
She is not the cage owner herself, so her reaction may be a little slower, but she won't take the fake ring seriously and search everywhere in a panic.
Then there is only one possibility-
Wen Shi whispered: "The cage owner is someone else."
Just among those seemingly peaceful shopkeepers.
***
On the third floor, in the trousers store.
Plaid shirts, they were sitting cross-legged on the ground, like a nest of quails, crowded one by one, and no one wanted to be left alone.
"There's a slit under the scroll door," someone said, shying his feet back in fear.
Zhou Xu said impatiently: "I saw it, and I left it specially. I also stayed before, why didn't you tell me?"
"I didn't notice it before." The man said embarrassingly.
Xia Qiao had short calves and sat on the counter with both legs hanging in the air.
Looking at Zhou Xu's bearlike expression, he couldn't help but say, "You know quite a lot. Which school did you learn? Do you use talismans like your mother?"
"What's your business?!" Zhou Xu didn't know which tendon was poked, and said angrily, "Take care of yourself."
Xia Qiao was a little stunned: "I'll ask you a question, why are you like this? A gunfighter?"
"It's good to ask." Zhou Xu squeezed his throat with yin and yang, "Specially pick the minefield to talk, shit."
After scolding him, he ignored people and sat there with his back to everyone.
Xia Qiao was sprayed innocently and closed his mouth aggrievedly. But he really hit the minefield.
Zhou Xu was born with good aptitude, and lived in his own family for several years when he was a child. Every day he followed the two most powerful people. Every day, he listened to his aunt Zhang Lan's rumors and gossip about the judge, and his uncle Zhang Yalin dropped his bookbag and told him what the judge could do. , what can't be done.
He knows all kinds of things about the judge very well. It stands to reason that he should be a good seedling to inherit the family business, but he was ruined by his mother.
Zhang Biling didn't let him learn practical things, never brought him into the cage, nor allowed others to take him, no matter how noisy or noisy it was.
Therefore, his rebellious period is more serious than others, and he has no good face to anyone, especially Zhang Biling.
Everyone was speechless, bored in the store, and the atmosphere was tense and bad.
Suddenly, Xia Qiao saw a shadow outside the corner of the door, which was slightly distorted by the ribbing of the scroll door, but did not move. Like something was standing outside the door, watching them silently.
His cold hair stood on end, he pulled his dangling feet up, and arched the person behind him with his elbows.
"Why are you arching me?!" Zhou Xu said.
Xia Qiao: "Shh—"
He patted Zhou Xu's shoulder, pointed at the shadow, and said in a loud voice, "Is that your mother?"
Zhou Xu: "It's your mother."
Xia Qiao was shivering at first, but after being scolded by him like this, he was not so angry anymore.
Zhou Xu added: "There's a trash can there, isn't it normal to have shadows? You're cowardly."
Xia Qiao was about to answer when the scroll door on the other side suddenly rang!
He turned his head sharply to look, and saw two pale-skinned hands coming in from under the crack of the door, their fingers were a little swollen, and there was a ring on the ring finger, with a red mark.
"Fuck!"
He screamed in surprise, causing Zhou Xu to jump with him.
Immediately afterwards, those two pale hands grabbed the scroll door with a force—
The door was lifted with a "swoosh", revealing Zhang Biling's face.
Zhou Xu rolled his eyes and took a deep breath, and said to Xiaqiao, "This time it's my mother."
"What are you, my mother?" Zhang Biling probably thought he was losing his temper again, and frowned when he came in.
On her elbow was a canvas bag that had been turned over from somewhere, and an electric kettle for boiling water. Although it was old, it looked clean.
She put the canvas bag on the counter and took a bag of disposable paper cups from it, along with a bottle of iodine and a box of Band-Aids, and a small wad of yellow watch paper.
"You better deal with that nose." Zhang Biling handed the iodine to the plaid shirt,
He was shaved off the tip of his nose by the elevator, and blood was always dripping down. There were traces of him along the road, and his shirt was mottled. It was a bit scary from a distance.
"My blood doesn't seem to be able to stop." The plaid shirt turned pale and said in a panic.
"It's normal, that's how it is here." Zhang Biling said, "So don't get hurt again."
As she spoke, she sat down at the counter, grabbed the yellow watch paper and pen and began to draw talismans. Xia Qiao glanced at it, but didn't understand it at all.
Zhang Biling smiled at him and said, "Master Shen doesn't need a talisman, you may not be used to it. When I came here, I didn't expect this cage to be troublesome, and the talisman paper I brought was not enough. I'll draw a little now and protect the shop first. Avoid another accident."
She draws talismans very quickly, one stroke at a time, and it can be seen that she has practiced a lot since she was a child.
Soon, she came out with four talisman papers and pasted one on each side of the shop.
"What does this do?" Xia Qiao asked.
Zhou Xu hurriedly said: "This used to be called the seal of the city. Of course, only the strong can seal the city, and the small sealed room is fine. As long as it is posted, nothing from the outside can come in."
The group of people who shrank on the ground felt relieved when they heard these words, and their faces eased a little.
The electric kettle that Zhang Biling brought back was filled with water, and it was plugged into the board and burned. After a few minutes, it was bubbling up and making a soft whistle sound of "hush hush".
Xia Qiao listened for a while, and felt urge to urinate.
He endured it, and just as he was about to speak, he heard Zhou Xu say, "I want to go to the toilet, how about you?"
Xia Qiao couldn't wait to say, "Let's go."
Zhang Biling was not at ease, but she couldn't follow the two boys, so she stuffed them with two talismans and told them to go and return quickly.
As a result, when Zhou Xu went out, he crumpled the talisman into a ball and threw it away. Xia Qiao was frightened and couldn't stop it, so he could only hold his own.
The bathroom of the shopping mall is the same way as the safe passage, and when you turn in, the entire corridor is dark, with only green light. Because it is too narrow, there is an echo when walking.
Xia Qiao looked back while walking, always feeling that something was following them.
"Fuck, can you not look back?" Zhou Xu said, "Have you ever seen a ghost movie? How many ghosts have you watched back, and you don't have any points?"
"If I don't look back, the ghosts won't come?" Xia Qiao grumbled and retorted, and suddenly remembered one thing: "By the way, I heard it before... Cough!"
He was almost bald, and hurriedly coughed to cover it up.
Zhou Xu was so frightened that he almost fell to his knees, exposing the fact that he was also afraid.
"Why are you coughing suddenly!" he scolded angrily.
"Itchy throat." Xia Qiao explained.
"Drink some poison and it won't itch!" Zhou Xu said angrily, "What did you just say you listened to?"
Xia Qiao said slowly: "I heard my brother say that strangers are caged by falsehood, so why are they still hungry and need to go to the toilet?"
The two of them turned into the men's toilet with difficulty, and before they dared to get too far, they found two pools next to each other and stood there.
Zhou Xu said, "Do you dream that you will be hungry? Do you have a urgency to urinate?"
Xia Qiao was just unbuckling, but suddenly stopped when he heard this: "Yes, it's like a dream?"
Zhou Xu: "Yes."
Xia Qiao took a step back silently: "Then I'll hold back."
Zhou Xu: "?"
Xia Qiao said quietly, "Have you ever found the toilet in your dream of urgency?"
Zhou Xu thought about it for a while: "It doesn't seem to be there."
Xia Qiao said quietly: "I found it."
Zhou Xu: "And then what?"
Xia Qiao: "I washed the sheets and pants the next day."
Zhou Xu: "…"
Xia Qiao stopped when he clicked, no more words, and silently retreated a little to wait for Zhou Xu.
Zhou Xu wanted to scold people.
There is a long mirror in front of the washbasin in the men's toilet, with a circle of yellow lights around the edge of the mirror, reflecting from the wall.
Xia Qiao waited for a while, and suddenly felt that the light flashed, as if the contact was poor. But he just blinked, and it was a little hard to tell for a while.
"Are you all right? Hurry up." Xia Qiao made up a bunch of what was missing, and his scalp started to sweat coldly.
Zhou Xu didn't say a word.
Xia Qiao panicked a little, and asked again, "Are you okay?"
Zhou Xu remained silent.
He felt a basin of ice water poured down his head, and his whole body froze.
Don't panic, I'm not human either, don't panic.
Xia Qiao muttered in his heart, trying to overcome his instinct to "run away", forcing himself to take two steps forward.
There was no one by the pool, and Zhou Xu was long gone.
On the contrary, there was a creaking sound from the window, and a cool breeze blew in, lightly rubbing the person's neck.
Xia Qiao got goosebumps and turned to look. I saw a man in a red T-shirt lying beside the window in a weird posture. He stretched his neck straight out of the window, one foot on the edge of the window, like a big twisted spider.
There was a "F**K" on the back of the T-shirt, which Xia Qiao recognized and was worn by Zhou Xu.
So he swallowed and cried, "Hey! Are you crazy?!"
Zhou Xu's neck twisted like a twitch, and then slowly turned back, his whole face was slanted on his shoulders, his eyes were wide open, and he looked over without blinking.
Grass…
Xia Qiao almost died on the spot.
He was so frightened that he grabbed something and threw it at the window, banging it against the window.
After smashing it, he found that it was a glass thermos cup, which was placed by the pool.
The sound of glass shattering echoed in the empty toilet, and some shards scattered on Zhou Xu's face. He "hiss", a little back to his senses.
The next second, footsteps came from behind.
Xia Qiao only felt a gust of wind swept across his face, the wind had a very light smell, a bit like the white plum trees in the yard.
Then the voice when I heard it rang: "I can really find trouble."
Still in a cold and light tone, Xia Qiao had tears in his eyes.
"elder brother."
He looked at Wen Shi, holding the collar by the back of his neck, and took Zhou Xu off the windowsill. He was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he felt two hands on his shoulders.
Xia Qiao screamed, and then heard Xie Wen make a "shh" behind his back, and said lightly: "What's the noise, your brother asked me to hold you down."
Press me for what? !
he thought in dismay.
Immediately afterwards, Xie Wen tapped on his back and let go.
Xia Qiao was at a loss when he saw something fluttering on the ground. He looked down and saw a tangle of knots of hair.
This hair does not belong to him at first glance, because he has dyed it dull blue before, it is not so dark, and it is not so rough. What's more, there was a white strand in the hair.
"Where did this hair come from?" Xia Qiao's voice trembled.
"It's long on your neck." Xie asked.
Xia Qiao's mentality collapsed. When he touched the back of his neck, his fingers trembled. Fortunately, Xie Wen added another sentence: "There's no need to shake so much, it's gone now."
"What's going on?" Xia Qiao asked.
"It's nothing, it's just preventing the wrong person." Wen Shi brought Zhou Xu over, not very gentle, he tapped on the faucet and splashed two rounds of water on Zhou Xu's face.
The trashy snack was jolted and woke up completely. He seemed to still remember the scene just now, and was so frightened that he couldn't speak, and when he opened his mouth, there was a lot of "fuck".
After a long while, he pointed at Xia Qiao in horror and said, "You don't look like you just now, you look like a man."
Xiaqiao: "I—"
He was about to cry, but the tears shrank back when he heard this: "Why don't I look like a man?"
"No." Zhou Xu said incoherently, "I mean, like a man I don't know. Just... His face is still a little swollen, so I can't tell. Anyway, it scared me to death."
"Brother, what do you mean by preventing the wrong person just now?" Xia Qiao asked Wen Shi again.
Wen Shi shook the water in his hand and said coldly, "We all avoided that woman before, thinking she was the cage owner, but it was wrong."
"Ah?! Wrong? Who is that?" Zhou Xu cried.
"I didn't know." Wen Shi said, "I just heard what you said, and it's almost clear that there should be one in the shop owner, a man with dreadlocks and a little swollen face."
"The one from the shopkeeper? Then we're going back and forth in the corridor, aren't we all staring at him?" The more Xia Qiao thought about it, the more frightened it became.
He didn't talk nonsense with them when he smelled, he raised his chin towards the door, motioned them to get out quickly, don't waste in such a place, and then picked up the metal lid of the thermos cup by the window.
***
When the four of them returned to the shop, Zhang Biling was finishing the last piece of yellow watch paper and stuffed the drawn talisman paper into his pocket.
Zhou Xu's face was broken several times by the glass, and blood flowed down the openings, leaving a few lines of blood on his face. It looks very scary.
So when he entered the door, the group of people huddled on the ground all bounced up.
"Oh, such a big line." Xie Wen muttered when he saw that they were amused.
He sniffed his mouth when he smelled it.
Zhou Xu blushed and had a thick neck, and said angrily, "Have you ever seen a broken face? I'm not a ghost, why are you so surprised?"
Zhang Biling quickly brought iodine and a Band-Aid over and asked, "What's wrong? What happened? Didn't I give you a talisman?"
Zhou Xu grabbed the iodine bottle, avoided her hand, went to the corner alone, and dealt with it in front of the mirror.
"What happened? Where's Mrs. Xu?" Zhang Biling asked.
"Ms. Xu?" Wen Shi was stunned for a moment.
"Oh, it's the old lady who went to the first floor." Zhang Biling explained, "Her shop says that Mrs. Xu is sewing, so it's convenient."
"She lost her ring and went back to the store." Wen Shi said.
When they went upstairs, they took a special look around. For some reason, a photo frame shop was closed on the third floor. There were originally 5 shops left, but now none of them are open.
They had already locked themselves in the shop even before the woman came to look for someone.
Even the old lady Xu closed the door in a hurry after returning to the store, as if hiding something, and there was no movement.
too weird.
When smelling, I don't like to explain a thing over and over to different people, it's too troublesome. Fortunately, Zhou Xu and Xia Qiao were not afraid to talk, and Xie Wen added a sentence from time to time, which stunned the people in the store.
Zhang Biling closed the scroll door and listened to them while confirming the talisman on the door.
Hearing the end, he finally said: "No wonder. No wonder I feel that there are contradictions everywhere in this cage. No wonder that female driver came up to look for someone again and again, but couldn't find anyone. Those shopkeepers can close the door in time every time. , let her pounce."
"That's right." Zhou Xu rarely agreed with his mother, "If she is the cage owner, if she is looking for someone, the one who is found should be sent to the door. If she is not, it makes sense!"
They summed it up and thought they had found a way, but Xie Wen suddenly opened his mouth and threw a sentence, "Does it make sense? Why do I think it doesn't make sense."
Zhou Xu was full of question marks: "Didn't you two make a mistake?! Why can't it make sense again."
"We said that there is a cage owner in the shop owner, who should be a man. His hair is messy and his face is a little swollen." Xie asked.
Zhang Biling didn't know what to think. With a thoughtful look, she nodded and said, "If it was that person, I would recognize him. He is a stationery wholesaler. But I can't find where the shop is. He just hasn't opened the door."
Xie Wen looked at her and nodded: "That's almost it."
"Doesn't that make sense? Is there any problem?" Zhang Biling asked in confusion.
"Of course there is." Xie asked, "I said he was the cage owner, but if I didn't say that the woman must not be the cage owner."
Zhang Biling frowned: "What do you mean?"
"I can't get out of the cage, so I rarely enter the cage, and I don't know much." He turned his head and said to Wen Shi, "So I want to ask a stupid question, can there be two cage owners in one cage?"
He didn't sit down when he smelled it, and was leaning against the scroll door with his arms folded.
Hearing this, he squinted and touched the side of his neck, but instead of answering directly, he looked at Zhang Biling.
Zhang Biling was stunned.
On the other hand, Zhou Xu, like a student who rushes to answer questions, actively said: "I know! I heard my aunt say that it is possible. It's like knocking out a double-yolked egg. Some cages really have more than one cage owner. ."
"Is it still possible? Why?" Xia Qiao was at a loss.
Zhou Xu's vanity was greatly satisfied: "Generally, the relationship between the two cage owners will be very close, and the things or scenes that can't be let go happen to overlap, so this situation can easily occur."
After a brief description, he still felt dissatisfied, and took the initiative to make up a lesson: "But my aunt said that there are relatively few cages of this kind, because different cage owners will fight. One just disappears naturally."
Xia Qiao thought of the environment they were in now, and murmured: "It seems to be a bit similar... Then, why doesn't the cage owner who has the upper hand disappear?"
"Possessed." Zhou Xu said solemnly, "If you can't beat it, just hide and attach to something else. Just like you, some model, mirror, or stranger... ah..."
After saying the last three words, he suddenly became quiet.
There was an eerie silence throughout the shop. Because all the strangers in this cage are in the store.
If it's like they say, the male owner is the cage owner who currently has the upper hand. Well, that woman with eyes like two holes...
Could it be in the store? ?
Zhou Xu was at a loss for a moment. He remembered something and said in a trance: "Speaking of which, that woman always came every once in a while, and now, how long has it been since she last appeared...?"
"I don't know, but it's been a long time." The plaid shirt was also in a trance, and there was an uncontrollable panic in his voice.
The people who were originally huddled together were silent for a few seconds, then dispersed with a hula, and no one dared to lean on others.
In this atmosphere, they all felt a little weird to everyone.
"Yes, not necessarily." Someone comforted.
Zhou Xu was so self-comforting at first, but he suddenly remembered the dark corridor when he went to the toilet, the shopkeepers who hid early, and someone who just said "that male cage owner didn't even open the door", as if they had already felt it. I felt that women were hiding among strangers, so they all hid.
correct!
Who just said "that male shopkeeper didn't open the door"
It seems to have said, "I can't find where his shop is"
A normal person, like him, can only take a rough look in a hurry. It’s actually hard to pay attention to what the shop owner looks like, what is sold in the shop, and whether the shop is open or not.
If you can notice it, it must be impressive.
But... How can I "can't find where the store is" when I am impressed? ?
He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that it was his mother, Zhang Biling, who just said this.
Zhou Xu was instantly stiff, and he didn't dare to move, cold sweat oozing out of his scalp.
It happened that someone broke the dead silence and said, "Don't scare yourself, didn't that eldest sister put a talisman on the door? The city seal is still a talisman. Anyway, it must be able to prevent those things, and they can't get in. That The woman must be kept outside and can't get in!"
This seems to make sense, and several people agreed.
But as soon as the words fell, they found that Wen Shi, who was leaning against the corner, stood up straight, walked to the talisman paper at some point, and took off one of them.
"What are you doing?!" Everyone was shocked, "Why are you pulling it? Are you crazy?!"
"Who told you that this is the seal of the city?" Wen Shi asked blankly.
Zhou Xu blinked in a trance and said mechanically, "Me."
Xia Qiao's eyes widened: "Could it be, isn't it?"
"It's a bit like." Wen Shi said, "but it's drawn in reverse."
"Reverse? What is the effect of the reverse?"
"Nonsense." Wen Shi said coldly, "The counter-effect of closing the city."
If it is said that the city is closed, it is to protect this place and prevent other things from entering. Then the counter-effect is... the gates are wide open.
At that moment, Zhou Xu's blood cooled from head to toe.
Xia Qiao glanced at him in horror, and then looked at Zhang Biling even more in horror.
Everyone immediately reacted, jumped away from her with a swoosh, and rolled and crawled to hide behind Wen Shi and Xie Wen.
Zhang Biling froze in place, looking at everyone with his black eyes without blinking.
She opened her mouth, as if she wanted to explain something, and the next moment, those dark eyes melted like ink balls, getting bigger and bigger, like a black hole occupying half of her face.
Her skin was white to blue, she twisted her neck and struggled a few times, and then completely changed into another person.
For a time, the store was full of screams.
Someone tried to lift the scroll door, but the fingers were so soft that they couldn't lift it. During the tumbling, all kinds of things fell to the ground, and all sides were in a mess.
When the woman's dark eyes stared at Wen, she lifted her foot and took a step forward, and said in a hoarse voice, "Will you stain that one?"
Wen Shi glanced at the talisman in his hand: "Why?"
"I'm looking for someone." The woman sighed softly, "I'm looking for someone. I've been looking for someone for a long time, but he hasn't seen me."
"Why didn't I see you?" Wen Shi said.
The woman touched her face and smiled bitterly. But because it was too stiff, it seemed a little distorted: "He's afraid of me."
"He's afraid of me," she murmured.
"What are you afraid of?"
"I'm afraid I'm like this now, I'm afraid I'll die," the woman said.
"Then why do you have to find him?"
"I agreed." The woman said softly, "I collect the car and walk from here every day, just in time to have dinner with him. Then I go to hand over the car, he checks the store, and closes at 9 o'clock to go home. It's like this every day. , why can't I come?"
It just happened that day, and it didn't work out.
It suddenly rained heavily in Ningzhou, and the viaduct to Wangquan Road collapsed a bit. The water did not cross the road. She came in a hurry and answered the phone again. Accidentally plunged straight into the water.
The water is so deep...
After that day, she would walk into the ancient city of Wan when it was still dark.
The family is deserted here, but there are some wholesale shops that are OK.
In her impression, the ancient city of Wan always looked like six or seven o'clock at night. Outside the glass window, there was a little bit of light from the building, but it was so far away that it seemed that the shopping mall was lonely.
Most of the lights in the shopping mall are always off, and sporadic shops are scattered on the second and third floors. The rest either closed the door early, or marked for rent and transfer, and a thick layer of ash fell.
Her old Song's shop is on the third floor.
She would walk in every dark, every dark, and follow the escalator slowly to the third floor, but all the stores would hurriedly close their stalls and pull the scroll door to the end in front of her.
It's a familiar corridor, but it's unfamiliar everywhere. The rice noodle shop on the corner moved to the other end for some reason, and Mrs. Xu's sewing shop changed every day.
She can't find Lao Song anymore.
Lao Song was hiding from her.
She thought it was very simple, just take a look and leave.
But she came every night and could not be seen every night.
"Did you all pull them in?" Wen Shi asked.
The woman was stunned for a moment, then replied softly, "Well."
"Why bring so many people in?"
"because… "
The woman stood there alone, and after a long time said, "Because I want someone to help me, help him free, and help me free too."
It's really cold on a rainy day.
"Can you help me?" she asked.
Wen Shi looked at her, patted the torn talisman back on the scroll door.
Many, many years ago, someone seemed to have said something to him.
He said: "This is destined to be a hard job, a lot of hard work to see. After a long time, you will know that most of it is because you can't bear to part. When you understand this, you will be in the mortal world.