Lili looked up at the person in the photo, revealing a very complicated expression, the person in the photo looked no more than 30 years old, young, profound, calm, definitely a good man, but even a good man, can't stop the coming of death, thinking of this, Lili is a little sad.

Xixi raised her head at this time and looked at Lili, "Mom?"

"Huh, what's wrong Sissy?"

"Daddy will bless us, won't he?"

"Of course, it will definitely bless us Sissy. ”

"Well, I've seen it too!" said Sissy with certainty.

"Daddy will be there for you. Lili felt that she was a child, she was unscrupulous, she missed her father, and she didn't care too much about what she said.

The mother and daughter burned the paper money, closed the store, and returned to their home at the end of the willow road.

It was already late, and when the two of them came home, it was almost early in the morning, and on the road, Xixi continued to say to her mother, "Mom, I have really seen Dad, and he is still sleeping with me!"

The child didn't think there was anything terrible about the ghost, only that it was the person, but Lili was different, as soon as she heard Xixi say this, her whole face turned iron, and she was going to find someone who knew how to do it the next day and make a spell to exorcise evil spirits for the house.

Although it is his own husband, it is an unclean thing after all, so don't touch it.

Xixi continued, "It's just that Dad has become Grandpa, and I almost can't recognize it." ”

Lili only replied again and again that she obeyed her daughter's words, and her heart became more frightened, and she accelerated the pace of going home.

At this time, the bell rang at 12 o'clock, and the two red lanterns at the entrance of the Sifang Pavilion lit up on time again.

The guy who danced the dragon and lion during the day, when he went home and counted the money with the guy, found several dark coins on the plate that everyone had rewarded, and thought it was a prank by some child, so he threw it in the fire and didn't care.

Chen Mu stood in front of the photo in the Sifang Pavilion, looking at himself, he didn't know how to react for a while, he was stunned, for the first time in his life, he wanted to ask so unsteadily to understand, what was going on.

Already dead?

The story of Zhuang Zhou's dream of butterflies is about Zhuang Zhou's dream, dreaming that he became a butterfly, but when he woke up, he didn't know whether the butterfly became himself or self-examination turned into a butterfly.

At this moment, Chen Mu didn't know if he was alive or really dead.

But after death, shouldn't you go to the underworld, cross the Nai He Bridge, and drink Meng Po soup?

How could I be here, I was still at home before.

Why is it that all of a sudden, Lili is like she can't see herself, didn't she say that she came to be a guest for the opening of the Sifang Pavilion?

When I came, it was still three people.

Chen Mu felt like he was dreaming, and quickly knocked on his head, but his hand crossed directly through his head, and it didn't hit anything, his body became transparent and glowing, and it was really gone.

It turns out that death is like this.

While Chen Mu was meditating, there was a knock at the door.

It's so late, and there are still guests?

Although he was puzzled, he walked out first, forgetting for a moment that he was now a soul.

The door opened, and a middle-aged man in a long coat appeared in front of him, it was the storyteller during the day, when he saw Chen Mu, he just waved slightly, and then said, "The boss is here today." ”

It's like a greeting, a greeting between acquaintances.

"Can you see me?"

The storyteller nodded.

"You know me, I'm the boss?"

The storyteller nodded again.

While talking, the two had already walked to a table closest to the podium and sat down, a girl in a maid's costume came out and began to pour tea for the two, Chen Mu stared at the woman who didn't know where to come out, her makeup was a little thick, although it didn't look out of harmony, but there was a very strange feeling, just like the kind of sample placed in the shop of the paper man, very scary.

Chen Mu only glanced at it, and quickly looked away.

"Am I dead? Who are you?"

As he spoke, the lights in the square pavilion lit up one after another, and the paper man just now blew out the fire in his hand, pushed a kerosene lamp in front of the two of them, and then disappeared again.

"I'm a storyteller. ”

"I know you're a storyteller, I mean, you're dead too, why do they see you during the day?"

"I'm not. ”

"Isn't it?"

"Do you know the Yin-Yang people?"

Chen Mu shook his head, he believed in science.

Mr. Storyteller smiled, "I'm just a yin and yang person. But you're really dead. ”

Hearing Mr. Storyteller say this, Chen Mu was not surprised, the fact that he died could be inferred by reason, but what he wanted to ask was what happened to him.

"This shop?"

"It's yours. ”

Chen Mu wanted to ask something, but Mr. Storyteller stopped him first, "That's all I know, the guests are here, it's time to play." ”

As he spoke, the storyteller got up from his seat and walked to the stage, when Chen Mu found that there was a young man beside him who had been smirking and greeting him, and when he looked at it again, the seats behind him were also full of people, all kinds of people.

Chen Mu can be sure that they are not living people, which big living person will gather in the middle of the night to listen to the story!

But they don't look like a living person, and they don't show the state they were in before they died.

It's not the same as on TV, the water ghost doesn't drag wet clothes, the hanged ghost doesn't drag his long tongue, and the hungry ghost doesn't wide-eyed......

They sat in the audience to watch the play, just like when they were alive, Chen Mu also saw that there was a star in the banquet, who was depressed and killed himself when he was alive, he remembered that the public opinion at that time was not to mention how scary it was, and he still commented on it if he wanted to watch a news.

These people didn't pay much attention to Chen Mu, probably thinking that he was just a curious kind.

Whoever dies will be curious about that time.

Now that I think about the events of the day, it's no wonder that I don't continue to have a sense of fear of the crowd, it turns out that they can't see themselves.

This is dead, naturally it seems to have changed as if he is a different person, he is cautious when he is alive, and he doesn't even know the reason for his death, now, he seems to reject the living self from the bottom of his heart, and change his mind.

The crowd stared at him, and he didn't want to be afraid.

I heard that Mr. Storyteller finished a "Man in the Ear", and sat down with a round of applause, just like usual.

He then stepped off the podium and returned to Chen Mu's side, some of the people who sat down left, and some continued to eat tea and chat.

Chen Mu watched him sit down, and there were many questions he wanted to ask.

The storyteller seemed to be mind-reading, "You ask, I know, I won't hide it." ”

"Who are you? I mean, except for Mr. Storyteller. ”

"My name is Liu Zi'an. ”

"Living?"

"Yes. ”

"Aren't you afraid of them?" Chen Mu pointed to the group of ghosts behind him.

"A hundred ghosts walk at night, and some people are mixed in it, and they are happier than ghosts. They don't hurt me, and I'm happy with it. ”

"What about me? Don't I have to be reincarnated?"

"Your time hasn't come yet, it's going to be fine, as for their ......" Liu Zi'an pointed to the group of ghosts behind him, "Some of them have chosen this, and some are like you, reincarnation is just a personal choice." ”

"You're saying that as long as I choose, I can always live like this?"

"Naturally. ”

"You just said that this store is mine?"

Chen Mu knew that this was a new shop opened by his wife, although it was a family, it was a bit ridiculous to say that it was his own.

"You're the boss. ”

"Will you stay here forever?"

"Since there is a place to eat, I will naturally be here. ”

"Then you say it during the day and at night, don't you rest? You are a living person after all. ”

"It's not me during the day. ”

Chen Mu didn't understand Liu Zi'an's words, but he didn't continue to ask, not because he didn't want to ask, but just when he was about to ask, a gust of wind blew, and a group of people in poor clothes appeared in front of Chen Mu.

There was smoke around, and the group of ghosts behind him disappeared, leaving only himself and Liu Zi'an around, and the group of ghosts almost walked into Chen Mu, and he was a little apprehensive in his heart.

A man who seemed to be the head of the head walked up to Chen Mu, suddenly knelt down, held a text in both hands, and handed it to Chen Mu.

"Human business license?"

"What is this?"

Chen Mu was the first to skim the title above the text.

The ghost cha stood up and patted his clothes, "Lord Chen, this is the letter of appointment. ”

"Letter of appointment? I? Are you sure you're looking for the wrong person? My name is Chen Mu. ”

The boss shook his head, "No, you're the one we're looking for." ”

"What the hell is going on?"

After listening to the ghosts talking for a while, Chen Mu realized what was going on.

It turned out that he did a lot of good things during his lifetime, and he should have had a 70-year life expectancy, and he could live to a very long age, but I don't know because of what relationship he terminated his life in advance, and the prefecture couldn't investigate the reason.

What about this store, it was supposed to be a lady's finance in the world, but there was a fire, and it was taken back by the underworld, and now this is Chen Mu's office, and the content of his job, the ghosts said very vaguely, Mingli, you can do some work like Bao Qingtian, and there is a lot of flexibility in the secret, see if you are very idle, if you are idle, you can expand your business.

This is simply a green card in the world.

Not only will he not be dragged back to Shangdao Mountain and get off the oil pot, but he was also given such a position that seems to be able to do evil.

Chen Mu felt like he had won the ghost lottery.

As for the cause of his death, he also seems to have lost a memory, but since good people have good rewards, then don't care about it, being a ghost is happier than a person.

A table of ghosts and a ghost chatted until the middle of the night, and it was almost four o'clock in the morning, and everyone was reluctant to leave.

When leaving, the ghost left a little ghost for Chen Mu, saying that it was the meaning of the landlord, he looked six or seven years old, combed a small braid, spoke like an adult, was so clever that he couldn't do it, and helped Chen Mu pour tea, which was terrible.

In fact, Chen Mu still has a little vigilance in his heart when he is a man, and the following meaning, although it is clear that he lets go of his own work, it will definitely not be so simple.

There is such a thing as pie falling from the sky, you can just think about it when you dream about it, and you look forward to it when you are a ghost, but it's not good after all.

The following is ostensibly giving power to yourself, but it looks more like hush money, not wanting to let yourself know something, or, hiding something.

Chen Mu didn't want to think about so many things for the time being, in his eyes, this was at least because he was afraid of himself, since there were conditions for domination, the other party would not mess around, and he could be regarded as standing on his feet in this world.

In fact, on the day of the opening of the Sifang Pavilion in Liudao, the proprietress invited a storyteller to warm up the scene, and there was a man who smoked in the field, who was fascinated by the storyteller's demeanor, and the cigarette butt fell on his body, and he actually ignited himself alive.

Then he scurried around and set the whole shop on fire.

The newly opened shop is gone, and the neighbors are talking about it everywhere to see what the proprietress should do, but after a few days, the proprietress seems to have evaporated from the world and has not appeared.

This shop is also strange, it was restored to its original appearance overnight, the proprietress is gone, but only a storyteller in a long coat is often seen in and out.

Moreover, during the day, the doors of the shops are often closed and not open.

Everyone is talking behind their backs, some say evil doors, some say that the boss is generous, occupy a shop and don't do business, rich people.

People on the street come and go, they will inevitably be attracted by the decoration of the shop, and look twice, but only twice.

He doesn't do business, and naturally no one will knock on the door to be a guest.