I had just opened the shop that day and hadn’t even sat down when I heard a series of hurried high-heeled shoes clacking on the street. “Clatter clatter…” My heart was about to explode. Was it Shen Bing? !
I ran to the door of the shop impatiently and looked out. Under the street light, I saw a woman in a cheongsam running towards the shop in a panic, looking back as she ran, as if she was being chased by someone. When she got close, I realized that she was indeed coming to my shop.
Seeing the woman's appearance, I was disappointed. Although she was still pretty, she was a ghost. How could I be happy? Why was it that every time I longed for Shen Bing to appear, it could not come true
The female ghost ran to the door of the store and nervously called out in a low voice: "Mr. Xi, please save me, there is a ghost chasing me."
Damn, this is a ghost shop, not a shelter. But it seems that this is also a way to help ghosts solve their worries, so we can't break the rules. But I have to see who you are, do I know you? Don't say, you look familiar, except that your face is too pale, but you don't have that gloomy temperament. Suddenly, I smelled a scent of vanishing cream, which was particularly familiar. It was the cosmetics made in our store.
No wonder he doesn't look like a ghost. It turns out he was wearing soy sauce mixed with vanishing cream.
I stepped aside to let her in. Just as I was about to sit back in my chair, I heard a voice outside: "Where did this bitch go? Did she go to the ghost shop?"
"Let's go and take a look."
I immediately blocked the door again. After all, female ghosts, like women, are a vulnerable group. Besides, she is my customer, so I can't just ignore her.
Two male ghosts with ferocious faces appeared in front of me out of nowhere and poked their heads into the store. I thought the female ghost must have hidden herself as well and they wouldn't see her.
"Do you need help from me?" I asked, staring at them.
"Let's look for someone." One of them was quite arrogant and glared at me.
□□Second uncle, how dare you disrespect me outside a ghost shop? I held back my anger and said, "Are you looking for a female ghost?"
"Yes, is it in your shop?"
I pointed to the right and said, "He ran over there. If you're fast, you should be able to catch up with him before daybreak."
"Is it true?" The ghost still didn't believe it.
I glared at him and said, "Do you know who I am? Are you itching for trouble? How dare you doubt what I, Mr. Xi, say?" As I said that, I pulled up my clothes from my chest, revealing the ghost wooden sign.
"Uh, sorry, Mr. Xi, we believe it, bye." The two guys were much more scared of this mahogany sign than of me in person. That was the killer weapon to suppress ghosts! The two guys turned around and ran to the right, and soon disappeared.
I snorted coldly, turned around, closed the door, and returned to the chair. At this time, the female ghost also walked out from the side of the door and sat on the bench to catch her breath. She didn't look very old, at most 25 or 26 years old. She was wearing a cheongsam, with her hair up, and she was dressed very tastefully, like a Shanghai beach dancer.
"I'll let you hide until dawn, but now you have to pay for a ghost tooth." I stared at the female ghost and said.
"Mr. Xi, if you can save me from this hell, I would be willing to give up not just one tooth, but a mouthful of teeth." The female ghost said as she began to cry sadly.
"Don't cry first. Look at the way you're dressed. You'd be a high-class person in the underworld. How come you're in a hellhole?" I asked her puzzled.
"Don't be afraid of being laughed at by Mr. Xi, I am a prostitute on Gaodeng Street..." He fell silent here.
A prostitute? Oh, a prostitute lady, right? In the underworld, they are not called ladies. They should still be called ghost prostitutes! From what she said, being a ghost prostitute is not out of her will. Alas, the underworld is as dark as the human world. The female ghost must have been forced into prostitution.