Inherit the family's old shop

Chapter 3 The Man in the Brass Mirror
Seeing the black shadow, I ran over without saying a word. At that time, I just thought it was some kind of thief stealing wood, because I heard that there was a large piece of Phoebe wood in the back of the west room, not only now, but also The nanmu at that time was also very valuable, not to mention, the boss dared to throw it there so straightforwardly, and I was convinced.

After chasing after three steps and two steps, the black shadow has long since disappeared. A row of old-fashioned houses are dark. There was a thumping sound from inside, could it be that the person entered the room? Thinking of this, I walked over lightly.

I went to the main hall door, and through the door hole, I was stunned. On the door of the main hall room, the airtight wood inside was tightly sealed, and the two large copper rings on the door were locked. A strange thing, like a weird big lock, but the edges and corners are bumpy and uneven, not round or square, it is indescribably weird.

Through the gap, only a black hole can be seen inside. Maybe the old house has a leaky roof. The innermost piece, facing the faint moonlight, can vaguely see a piece of bright red.

What could be there, it was sealed so deadly, I wondered in my heart, at this time, the crescent moon in the sky was facing behind me, and the gloomy light greeted me, I looked at the wall, suddenly A long shadow came over.

"Ah" I jumped up suddenly, turned my head, a wrinkled old face was facing me, and the smell of tobacco and bad breath almost made me suffocate, "Boy, you don't want to die !"

It was an old cripple who spoke, and he walked without making a sound. Seeing his gloomy and calm face suddenly made me a little panicked.

I took a deep breath, still holding a bun in my hand, and said with a little guilty conscience, "What's wrong with me, didn't I just touch you a few buns, as for it?"

"Wowotou, I don't even bother to care about you if you fucking screw me over. You think I'm here for you two wacky wowotou. Is it possible to wander around in this old house at night?"

I shook my neck, "I'm just wandering around, just now I just saw a black figure scurrying over, I thought someone was stealing wood, didn't I come here to take a look?"

"Speaking of his mother's nonsense, how dare someone steal wood in this land? There is a wood thief. With your little arms and legs, you can still catch him. Get out of here quickly!" the old cripple His face was a little unhappy.

As soon as I heard it, I was not convinced, "Oh, don't rely on my little arms and legs, do you still need to rely on your old arms and legs? I twisted my neck and faced the old cripple, and the smell of gunpowder in my words It goes without saying that this old thing is too deceitful, scolding me is like scolding my grandson, and anyone else can't bear it.

The old cripple's face fluctuated slightly, as if he was about to say something, when the words came to his lips, the old cripple waved his hand and swallowed, "Okay, okay, don't fuck with you, go back quickly, give me Remember, don't wander around the house at night, especially in the main hall."

"Why!"

"You go back and lie down when you are full, why are there so many!"

After finishing speaking, the old cripple turned his head and walked back. After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped, "The copper mirror in your room, remember not to face the bed, it is easy to cause accidents, and it's better to cover it with a red cloth Son!" After speaking, the old cripple returned to the backyard without looking back.

I didn't say a word, and went back to the house directly, my heart was full of fire. It's only been two days, and I have already torn faces with this old cripple several times. I can't figure out why this old cripple can't tolerate me. , Just now I was called to prevent me from approaching the main hall room. Hearing what he said, why does it feel so evil!Could it be... Thinking of this, some strange things popped up in my mind. Could it be that there is something unknown in the main hall.

Regarding these ghosts and gods, I can't say that I don't believe them at all, because I stayed in the village for a few years when I was a child, and I heard the old people in the village say that you can not believe in ghosts and gods, but you can't disrespect ghosts and gods.Most people would rather believe this thing than believe it. In the early years, I heard some anecdotes and strange things from the old man, such as the yellow-skinned fairy, the old locust tree, the summoning of souls and exorcising ghosts. Just like the real thing.

But no matter how you say it, you are a highly educated person. Although you can't say that you can't sneer at this ghostly thing, it basically comes in from the left ear and out of the right ear.

At this time, it was already past midnight, so I didn’t bother thinking about this incomprehensible thing. I lifted the quilt and shrank into the bed, and a white candle reflected a palm-sized place, which meant it was possible. No, I simply blew out the candles and fell asleep with my head covered.

Sleeping alone at night, I usually sleep relatively lightly. I wake up when there is a little wind and grass. After a short sleep, I suddenly feel a little chilly. It's not like being in a world of ice and snow. It's so cold that your scalp is numb, and it feels like the hairs all over your body are standing on end.

I touched the back of my head, turned over and shrunk under the quilt, but when I turned around, I suddenly realized that something was wrong, the white candle on the table was still fucking lit.I suddenly sat up and patted my head, clearly remembering that I had blown out the candle, could it be that my mind was confused again.

I turned my head and blew out the candle again, without thinking too much about it. On a crisp autumn day, I tucked into the quilt and slept soundly. I just felt like I had slept for a long time. When I woke up, hey, this It's not bright yet.

A piece of candlelight the size of a palm in the room was pale and bright, and I suddenly felt something was wrong in my heart. I clearly remembered that the candle was blown out, but why did it light up again? When I looked up, my whole body was covered in cold sweat As soon as I got down, there were two white candles on the table above my head, and what made me even more frightened was that there was a white face reflected on the half copper mirror on the dressing table.

It's like a posthumous photo of a dead person, with a straight smile on the corner of his mouth, and two candles placed on both sides, this fucking posture is obviously to worship the dead!

bang bang bang bang bang bang
giggle.
There was a series of sounds of knocking on clappers, followed by a few loud crowings of roosters.

"It's fifth watch!"

Eyelids suddenly loosened, and when I opened my eyes, I saw the beams above my head. I was wet all over, as if I had just been fished out of a water tank. I turned my head and glanced at the white candle on the table, it was still extinguished. , there is no beauty in that broken copper mirror. The dream turned out to be his mother's dream.

"It scared me to death!" I rubbed my hands on my face, I really felt a sense of loss of strength, the dream just now was so real, I didn't even feel that it was a dream, if it wasn't for the clapper, The sound of chickens crowing, I am really afraid that I will be scared to death in that dream.

I wiped my cold sweat and got up quickly. At this time, there were a few knocking sounds of pot lids in the backyard. I don’t know if it can be understood as the old cripple telling me to go to eat, but I still got up and went to see Look, this quarrel should be solved or not, not to mention there is nothing serious between us, if he bows his head first, I will let the adults forget the villain's mistakes, and I am still thinking, if Maybe, let's ask what is so rare in this old house!
In the backyard, the old cripple sat on the threshold and ate the steamed buns. The steamed buns in the pot were still steaming. When he saw me coming, the old lame and I looked at each other and pointed to the pot next to me. I also understood. Yes, I said to myself for a while, I also bow my head, there is no need to make trouble with an old man.

Feeling a cornbread, the old cripple looked at me, chewing the yellow orange cornbread with his old yellow teeth, to be honest, this eating appearance is hard to compliment, the yellow orange teeth and the yellow orange nest Wotou, it felt like eating Xiang, which made me feel a little sick all of a sudden.

"Boy, I've been here for two days, and I still don't know what your name is, and where is your hometown? Tell me, the old man!" The old cripple lost his temper yesterday, and still spoke kindly.

(End of this chapter)