When I came to the door of Dahua's "Zizai Village", I found that the door was closed, and a sign saying "Temporarily closed" was hung on the door. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ming Chuan drooped his eyelids and took out his mobile phone to look at the time, it was almost noon.

This guy isn't still sleeping, is he? Or is this store open in the afternoon?

I tapped on the door, but there was no movement inside.

Flipped out the QQ on the mobile phone, found "not as comfortable" and sent a message in the past, but did not get an immediate response like before.

Ming Chuan stood at the door of the store, took out a cigarette and lit one.

Where is this guy going to go? He remembered that the guy from Dahua lived directly in the store no matter where he moved. Generally, they will rent a small two-story building, open a shop below, and live on the top. Judging by the conclusions he had made from his last visit here, this time was not unexpected.

Taking a few steps back, he looked up at the windows along the street on the second floor, which were also as tightly closed as the door, leaving no gaps.

Ming Chuan tilted his neck and exhaled a puff of smoke, frowning slightly through the faint gray and white, looking at the antique shop in front of him, and an indescribable feeling emerged in his heart.

"Yinglan, go in and see what is going on. Ming Chuan lowered his voice and said, "No matter what you find, don't act rashly, come out and tell me first." ”

"Okay. Shadow Lan received the order, and jumped out against the ground, squeezing through the crack in the door into the antique shop.

When Yinglan went in to investigate the situation, Mingchuan stood on the side of the street and waited quietly.

When he finished smoking his two cigarettes, there was no movement inside, and he didn't see Ying Lan come out, Ming Chuan felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Approaching the door of the store, the faint ghostly aura that leaked from the crack in the closed door made his whole body feel agitated.

Through the door, he could feel such a clear ghostly aura, and it seemed that the situation inside was even worse than the last time he came.

Ming Chuan pressed his hands on the door, his upper body fell up, and he looked inside through the crack in the door with his empty eyes.

At noon at the end of June, the sun was shining, but it was dark in the antique shop with the doors and windows closed.

Whether it is the counter or the exhibition case next to it, it is all shrouded in shadows, making it difficult for people to see it realistically. The tables and chairs for guests to rest can only see a blurred shadow.

"Welcome!" a shrill cry rang out from the side through the door, accompanied by the flapping of the fluttering wings.

Ming Chuan remembered the pitch-black wren he saw by the gate when he came before.

"Welcome!

As if sensing someone outside the door, the wren kept repeating these four words, and the silence of the store became fragmented as if it had been pierced by a sharp knife in the shrill birdsong.

Suddenly, a dark shadow burst out of the store, bouncing up and down the dimly lit room, and finally stopped at the counter facing the store's door.

In the darkness, two points of green light flashed with a strange color, like a monster hidden in the world, inadvertently revealing its figure.

Ming Chuan was startled, feeling the hairs on his body stand upside down, and involuntarily took two steps back.

Shadow Lan still hasn't appeared.

Ming Chuan frowned and stared at the shop in front of him.

The plaque of very classical style hangs above the head, and the three words of "Zizai Zhuang" are written with a strong beard and a considerable bearing.

However, the three words written in thick ink seemed to be alive in Ming Chuan's eyes at this time, twisting slightly on the plaque on the golden background, like three twisted long worms, which looked extremely weird.

Ming Chuan half-squinted his eyes, raised his right hand and reached into his arms, ready to take out the net bell.

"Why are you here?" a slightly surprised voice suddenly sounded from behind Ming Chuan, interrupting his movements.

Ming Chuan turned his head in a daze, and saw a thin man standing behind him, his face full of surprise.

"What are you running around in the store at noon?" Ming Chuan lowered his right hand and asked weakly with his eyelids hanging as if nothing had happened.

"Maruko's cat food is finished. Dahua raised her hand as she said and shook the bag in her hand, "Why do you have time to come here today?" ”

The title with a strong obscene atmosphere is really the style of big flowers.

Ming Chuan looked the other party up and down quietly, and he didn't see anything wrong with him.

Is it really too much of your own heart?

"I ran out of purification charms last time. While explaining his original intention, Ming Chuan watched Dahua take out the key and open the door of "Zizaizhuang".

The double-opened carved wooden door was pushed open, and a cool air rushed towards him, and the cold ghost aura was mixed in it, making Ming Chuan's eyebrows wrinkle unconsciously.

Outside the door, the sun is shining, and inside the door, there are ghosts.

A door is like two different worlds.

Standing on the stone steps at the door, Ming Chuan half-squinted as Dahua stepped into the door, and a few wisps of black gas suddenly surged towards him from all around, wrapped around his limbs, and quickly spread towards him.

Ming Chuan was startled, and immediately wanted to take out the net bell, but he saw Dahua's chest flashing, and those black qi quickly retreated from him as if he was frightened, and retreated back into the dark corner of the store.

Dahua didn't notice this at all, turned to look out the door, and said impatiently, "Why are you still standing outside, waiting for me to carry you in on a stretcher?"

Ming Chuan's brows moved slightly when he heard this, and he raised his feet and walked in.

As soon as I walked into the store, there was a piercing "welcome" in my ears, and although Brother Wren's sharp voice said a word of welcome, it made people feel the urge to turn around and leave immediately.

Ming Chuan's gaze swept around the darkness in the corner, and finally settled on the counter facing the gate.

The miscellaneous flower cat balls happened to lie on the countertop, the whole body curled up into a hemispherical shape, the slender tail hung down from the edge, swaying slowly, and a pair of cat-eye eyes stared at Mingchuan strangely, motionless.

The black shadow that jumped up and down just now turned out to be this ugly cat, and Ming Chuan thought to himself as he continued to walk towards the store.

When he walked to the counter, the miscellaneous cat that was lying on the counter suddenly jumped up, and jumped towards Mingchuan with a "meow" cry.

Ming Chuan's attention had been attracted by other things, and this change was prominent, and he was also taken aback, and subconsciously raised his hand and slapped it directly on the cat's body.

Although the ugly cat is very large and looks stronger than ordinary domestic cats, its strength has never been comparable to that of humans, and it flew upside down and hit the container next to it with a wave of Ming Chuan, making a "whoosh" scream.

"Maruko!" Dahua screamed in distress when she saw this, turned around and rushed to the front of the flower cat, squatted down and carefully picked it up, stroked its back hair gently, and said in a gentle and disgusting tone, "Did my little baby hit it?

Ming Chuan listened to it next to him and couldn't help but shake goosebumps off his body.