Chapter 119: A Hundred Ghosts Walk at Night
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I stood in front of the fish tank and was faced with a school of fish that looked similar.
"Sir, do you know how to choose fish?"
"Sir, do you know how to identify the species of fish?"
"Sir, is it a silver carp with a beard?"
"Sir, is it a crucian carp with a flat belly?"
"Sir?"
"Sir!"
I called out to my husband a thousand times in my heart, and he ignored me.
Could it be that Mr. doesn't know?
Haha, is there something that Mr. doesn't know?
I was about to ask the fish seller when there was a pop in the fish tank, and a splash of water flew into my eyes, and it took me a while to recover.
"Give."
A clear voice sounded, and a bony hand handed over a pack of tissues.
I blinked, and my vision became clearer, and I saw a man standing next to me.
He was tall and wore a gray octagonal hat with a long black trench coat that covered his ankles, making him look extraordinarily tall. He lowered the brim of his hat, and all I could see was his angular chin and high bridge of nose.
I noticed that the cuff of his right hand was rolled up, and there was still water on his hand that he hadn't had time to dry.
When I thought about it, I thought. It was probably this man who caught the fish with his own hands, and as soon as the fish came out of his hands, the splashed water flew into my eyes.
I took the tissue he handed me and counted it as a response.
"Are you feeling better?"
"Hmm."
"Have we met?"
"Probably not."
Even if I did, I wouldn't be able to remember it.
"Hmm. There are many types of fish, and the method of each type of fish is different, so if you make red soup, choose ......"
This man didn't seem to talk much, but when he talked about fish, he was the first to say. If it were another person, I wouldn't have been able to survive such ten minutes, but from this person's point of view, I didn't have the slightest sense of boredom and impatience.
Maybe his voice is too infectious.
He was very detailed, but I was confused, and finally I bought a silver carp at the suggestion of the fish seller.
My request is only four words: big thorns and few thorns.
Today's temperature is exceptionally low, and when I go out of the supermarket to buy good things, a cold wind blows in my face. I wrapped myself around my coat and exhaled a chill.
"Meow--"
The cat's soft and thin voice caught my attention, and I saw a person squatting in front of the supermarket, it was the same person who bought fish just now.
Didn't he leave a long time ago, why did he stay in front of the supermarket?
He was petting a kitten.
It was a snow-white kitten, only the center of the eyebrows was black, but that didn't affect its cuteness. Its hair was stained with some stains, only the size of a palm, and it looked extremely small and fragile under his large hands.
This is supposed to be an abandoned cat, I thought.
"Do you have a cat?"
He handed the kitten to me. A small mass curled up in his palm, somewhat contrasting with his tall image, but unexpectedly harmonious.
"Nope. You can take it back with you, though. ”
He looked at me, stood there and thought for a few seconds, nodded at me, wrapped the kitten in his arms, and left.
He was tall and steady, and his trench coat lifted slightly as he walked.
Somehow, I remembered Sherlock Holmes.
By the time I got home and cooked my meal, it was already seven o'clock in the evening, and it was almost dark.
Ho showed up at my table on a holiday and of course the skull that went with Ho Ho.
Ho Ho can be served on the table, but skulls are absolutely not allowed. Just a few centipedes crawling around in his eye sockets were enough to make me not in the mood to eat.
"My lord, I haven't seen you for a long time, why do you dislike me."
“……”
"My lord, I'm here with that little mouse, he can stay, why can't I?"
“……”
"Your Excellency, you can't favor one over the other, but I'm here with a secret. You're going to be interested, sir. ”
“……”
No matter how pitiful the skull's voice was, there was no expression on his skull. What's more, he's a monster who loves to make small moves.
Like now. He whispered closer to the table as he spoke to me.
Of course, his little action will not succeed, because when the gentleman sits there, it is an impassable mountain.
"Skull, I had a gift for you. But now it seems, you--"
"Wait, my lord, what gift? What a gift! I'm going to see, I'm going to see. Look! ”
The skull was like a balloon, suddenly inflated to a huge size. The two small strings of flames in his eyes lit up and turned into raging flames. He kept flying in front of my eyes, even coming up to me. I saw centipedes burrowing in his eye sockets so closely, and I got goosebumps when I saw them.
With a punch, the skull immediately shrank into a little obedient.
Throw the gift and the skeleton out of the window and close the window.
When I finally thought the world was quiet, there was a knock on my window door in the middle of the night.
"Don't make a noise."
"Hundred ghosts walk at night, my lord, after this village, there will be no more shops."
Hyakki Night Walking?
What the hell is Hyakki Night Walking?
Regardless, it's still warmer in the bed.
Heaven and earth are not as big as sleep.
I added an enchantment to myself to prevent the sound of the skull from disturbing me again.
I rolled over and tried to continue sleeping, when suddenly there was a white light outside, illuminating my room. The blinding light instantly dispelled my drowsiness.
"What's going on?"
I was a little confused and a little irritable. Anyone who is disturbed in the middle of the night will not be in a good mood.
"Do you want to go and see it, the so-called Hyakki Night Walk?"
At some point, the gentleman had taken on a human form and was standing on the edge of the bed looking at me condescendingly. The grand white light shone in through the window and sprinkled on the gentleman's silver hair and white clothes, making him look like a god. There was a mist in his inky eyes, a little cold, full of elusiveness, as if there was a great attraction, and it bewitched my whole being.
"Yes."
The moment I blurted out the word, I was awake, and then I felt a tightness around my waist and a dizziness in my head. By the time I stood firm, I was no longer in my room.
This is the rooftop of this building.
It was twelve o'clock in the morning, but at this time, it was as bright as day. The whole world was shrouded in a white light, as if entering another white world, and nothing could be seen.
"Close your eyes."
The gentleman's nice voice sounded above my head, and I turned around and hugged him, burying my head in his arms.
Well, Mr. said close your eyes and close your eyes.
After a while, the white light around them faded until the whole world returned to night.
At this time, I felt that my husband had added a layer of enchantment around me.
Sir has never used the means of enchantment. His enchantment and mine are naturally incomparable, and I didn't see the process of his spell casting, but I could feel the powerful aura of this enchantment.