smuggler

Chapter 301

The old man waved his hand and said, "Everyone who goes to that place is about to die. If you ask others, they will of course dislike you."

"Master, do you know where number 44 is?"

I asked immediately.

"know."

The old man said earnestly: "But you can't go to No. 44 easily, you should go back."

From this tone, number 44 exists, but... is unusual.

I immediately asked: "Master, I came here in a hurry, can you tell me where is No. 44?"

The old man looked at me, his eyes rolled around, as if he was looking to see if I was lying.

After a while, the old man looked up at the sky, pouted his lips towards the dark place at the end of the alley behind me, and said, "Here, that's the place you're looking for, but..." "But what?" I asked. Seeing that the old man hesitated to speak, he quickly asked.

I looked at the end of the darkness, and my heart became serious.

Because I walked back and forth on this street three times, I didn't find a shop there at first.

Under my questioning, the old man rolled his eyes for a while, suddenly opened his mouth and showed a strange smile, as if deliberately scaring me, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "This is the old city. There was a fire once. Many shops were burned down, including No. 44."

As soon as these words came out, the hairy feeling rushed all over the body in an instant!The back is cooler.I couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

But after thinking about it, I asked: "Then the current No. 44 was rebuilt after the fire?"

Unexpectedly, after I finished asking this question, the old man did not answer my topic, but just laughed a few times and said: "The old man sees that you are dying soon, so I can only help you here. You can go in and have a look by yourself." knew."

As he said that, the old man stopped talking to me and went about his own work.

I walked along the place she pointed, until I reached the end, and found a dark shop in a very dark corner.This store is very inconspicuous and has no sense of existence.Even smaller than the surrounding shops.

So walking on the street, if you don't pay attention, you can't see it at all.

This is a two-storey shop with the same architectural style as the surrounding ones, but the whole shop looks much smaller than the surrounding ones, and it is also much mottled and dilapidated.

It was full of dust, as if no one had lived in it for many years.The paint on the windows and wooden doors had long since peeled off.

There is thick moss on the corner of the wall, and there are dense spider webs on the windows.Not angry at all.It was as if no one had ever been there.

When I got closer, I saw that the house number was impressively written - No. [-], Wangu Lane.

The shops in front are all brightly lit, but this one is extremely cold and gloomy.

At first glance, it looks like Yizhuang in the movie.The so-called Yizhuang is the ancient morgue.

At this time, it was approaching twelve o'clock, and the people on the street gradually dispersed.Within minutes, the shops were closed.

What's more, the entrance of this store is so weird that the temperature is much lower than outside, so I feel chills all over.

The closer it is to the wall, the colder it gets.The house seemed to be made of ice.

Thinking of what the old man said just now, I couldn't help but look back at the place where the conversation was just now.

But when he turned his head, he found that the alley was empty, and the old man who was picking up waste just now seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

Only, those words he said are still circling in my mind.creak!
There was a harsh sound of the wooden door opening suddenly.

This sent chills down my spine, my scalp exploded in an instant, and my hair stood on end.

As soon as I turned my head, I gasped...

I saw that the gate of No. 44 was opened by myself.

Moreover, the two red lanterns hanging above their heads seemed to light up spontaneously without being lit.

What's even more weird is that the lanterns in the whole street are powered by electricity, but this one, from the open door, is actually lit with red candles.

The candle flickered, and the inside flickered.

Moreover, there was a big red curtain at the door, and there were strange spells drawn on the curtain.

I swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and walked cautiously to the door of the store.

As soon as I walked to the door of the store, a gloomy cold wind blew in front of me, making my already chilly body even more creepy.

With trembling hands, I gently lifted the curtain.

"Well!"

After opening the curtain, it was a little cold inside, but there was a strong smell of incense candles, and there was also a burnt smell in it, just like the burnt smell that can't go away after a fire.

For some reason, I couldn't help but think of what the old man said just now.

There was a fire in this place, and number 44 burned down.

It seems that the house was indeed burnt down, but they didn't say that the house was burned down, maybe the fire was extinguished during the fire.

Besides, that old man gave me a weird feeling.

It's a pity that I didn't prepare cow's tears and the like, and I couldn't open the ghost eyes, otherwise I could take a look.

"anyone there?"

The shop looks like that from the outside, but after opening the curtain, I found nothing special inside.

The configuration of a typical old building in the old city, the first floor is not spacious, it is a shop, but the candles are lit, the panoramic view can be seen at a glance, and there are no people.

I didn't dare to go in rashly, so I yelled softly.

But after shouting, there was no movement inside, and no one paid me any attention at all.

Thinking of the weirdness revealed by this store, I was somewhat afraid in my heart, and I didn't dare to act rashly. I lifted the curtain, and continued to shout from outside the door, "Is anyone there?"

After a while, there was still no movement inside.

In the end, I set my sights on the second floor of the wooden staircase. Although I couldn't see the details of the second floor, there was faint candlelight emanating from the stairs.

It seems that there are people on the second floor. It is useless for me to shout here.

Now that I found this store, even though it was weird, I still took what Chu Yuan said in my heart, and it was impossible for me to just leave.

Thinking of this, I took a deep breath and bravely stepped into the house.

Anyway, I'm going to go in and have a look.

As soon as I entered the room on the first floor, I immediately smelled a musty smell. It was deserted and deserted, and the sound of Peking Opera rang in my ears.

The voice lingered in the room, and the babbling sounded a bit eerie.

Standing at the stairs, the voice became much clearer, apparently coming from the second floor.

I hesitated, and walked slowly towards the stairs.

As you go up, the sound of Peking Opera becomes clearer and clearer, accompanied by the strong smell of incense and burnt incense.

After going up to the second floor, I passed a room that revealed candlelight. The scent of incense candles inside was very strong. Everywhere I looked, incense was lit everywhere, and the whole room was filled with lingering incense mist.

The room is very messy, clothes are everywhere, and I almost can't get off my feet.

But the innermost part of the room was covered by a mosquito net. There was candlelight inside, and there was a bed, revealing two shadows.

One seemed to be lying on its stomach, and the other was sitting upright beside it, but the scene was peaceful under the mosquito net, and it was impossible to see exactly what it was holding.

I stepped in and was about to open my mouth to ask, when the voice of a hoarse old woman in the mosquito net seemed to come from the underworld, and it was a bit ethereal.

"Who let you in, get out."

That voice revealed a bit of sternness, and it was made by an old woman.

After a while, not only did I take back my steps, but I also swallowed back the words that came to my mouth.

"Grandma, it's business again."

A coquettish voice came from the mosquito net, which seemed to be from a woman lying on the bed.

The voice is very young, it sounds like someone in their 20s, but the tone of the voice is very sweet, like the kind of prostitute who deliberately squeezed her throat, which made me get goosebumps all over my body.

After the woman with a coquettish voice finished speaking, the old woman smiled slyly and said after a while, "I'm afraid that the old woman will not be able to do this business!"

(End of this chapter)