I will sign the letter, thinking that Sun Hong will not harm me. But the regular script of the monuments of the Tang Dynasty, coupled with this ancient silk scroll, makes me a little curious.

"Grandpa Sun, is this an antique?" I watched as Sun Hong rolled up the silk and put it back in the drawer.

Modern paper is used, who still writes on silk?

"Gua Wazi, don't worry about this thing, and don't open the drawer."

Sun Hong didn't answer my words, stroked his goatee, handed me the first month's four thousand yuan on the spot, and took out the key and handed it to me: "From now on, this store will be handed over to you, you remember to do whatever you want in the morning, but you must open at eleven o'clock, and you must close at four o'clock in the morning." You have to stay in the store for five hours, do you understand? ”

In just one sentence, Sun Hong used three 'musts' seriously, I was bluffed and nodded again and again, and only then did I realize that I don't have to come to work tonight?

"Huh? Get started today? "I'm stunned, is this a duck on the shelf?

"You're so good at making money? I have something to go to the far house, now I have to clean up, you go home first and tell your mother about it, and then come to open the door at night, don't forget! ”

After Sun Hong finished speaking, he kicked me out and entered the back hall by himself. I suddenly felt like I was inexplicably taking on a chore, working the night shift in a paper shop, how I thought it was crazy.

But looking at the heavy 4,000 yuan in his hand, the madness disappeared again. I still have some good feelings in my heart, which is usually my living expenses that I can't earn for a vacation!

At the dinner table at home, I told me about going to the paper shop to see the store, and although my mother was not satisfied, she did not object after hearing me say that I had a salary of 4,000 a month.

However, my grandmother was a little worried, and after eating, she pulled me and said, "Shao Shao, your grandfather's paper shop is different from others." Others do business, he does ghost business. ”

"Grandma, don't worry, I'm young, yang, and not afraid of ghosts." I was furious by what my grandmother said, and the photo of Sister Fang involuntarily flashed in my mind, but in essence, I still don't believe in ghosts.

Because I had to work the night shift, I took the time to sleep at noon, and was not woken up by the alarm clock until about ten o'clock.

Sun Hong repeatedly explained that the door must open at 11 o'clock, and I don't want to be late for the first day of work.

The night wind blew, it was a little colder, and the west street entrance was dim, except for the flashlight on my bicycle, there was no light source. The door of the 'piece of paper clothes' was closed, and there was no light, as if Sun Hong had really gone out.

I looked at the time, it was ten forty, and it was still early before the door opened. I breathed a sigh of relief, parked my bike by the door, and reached out for the key to unlock it.

Jingle bells.

As I pushed open the door, a crisp bell rang in my ears, and I looked up to see that it was an old brass bell hanging under the plaque of 'One Paper Crown'.

It only made a crisp sound and then didn't make a sound, as if it was welcoming me to open the door.

Before it was time to open the store, I could still do some preparatory work, turn on the lights, and a room full of paper cows, paper horses, and unpainted boys and girls seemed to look at me in unison.

I couldn't help but feel a little bit in my heart, and said that I can't scare myself, it's all paper, what are you afraid of?

The things in the Zacai shop are very clearly divided, and there are spiritual products and divine products. Such as ingots, paper clothes, and paper buildings are all considered spiritual products, and they are classified like ordinary stores in a paper clothes, and they are neatly placed.

And some barrel-shaped flags, pagodas, flower trees, lanterns, umbrellas, and shengdou are considered divine products, which are dedicated to the fairy gods, and these things are all collected by Sun Hong in the back hall.

Sun Hong put a piece of paper on the counter and wrote down how to open the store, and when I put the paper figures and wreaths at the street entrance, and then pressed the plaque lamp of 'a paper crown', the bronze ancient bell rang again.

Jingle bells.

Crisp, but somewhat secluded, it is far away from the silent West Street.

I looked at the time, and it was exactly eleven o'clock.

The street was empty, there was no one, and standing in the middle of the cold paper figures, I felt a little like my hair stood on end.

"I should bring a radio tomorrow," I said to myself, trying to find a voice for myself.

But when I returned to the counter and turned around, I was shocked to find a figure who didn't know when it had arrived at the door. There was no sound, and if I hadn't turned around when I got to the counter, I guess I wouldn't have noticed a customer coming.

"Hello, what do you need?" I was stunned and quickly walked out of the counter again.

The man had crossed the threshold, and I could not see his face because the light was dim, but I could tell that it was an old man with gray hair, very tall, perhaps taller than I was.

After the old man entered the door, he first looked around the cabinet of the underworld, and finally turned his eyes to me and said, "I want a pair of shoes." ”

His voice was low, even a little hoarse, and it made me feel like he was talking with something in his mouth.

However, I still heard what he was asking for, and my eyes subconsciously looked at the old man's feet, which turned out to be barefoot, and his left foot seemed to be a little lame.

"That's... Old man, this is a paper shop. My first reaction was whether this old man had gone to the wrong store, so I reminded him.

The old man on the other side looked at me expressionlessly, nodded, and said, "Buy a pair of shoes so you can walk." ”

This shoe... Was it bought for him to wear for himself?

Hearing this, my head instantly thundered, and what my grandmother said before flashed in my mind, and a chill instantly rushed from behind to the back of my head.

No way? Did I really bump into it as soon as I came up?

The paper shop that opened in the middle of the night was already terrible enough, and now there is an old man who buys paper shoes for himself, which makes my scalp tingle.

Who would need to wear paper shoes?

Although paper shoes look exquisite, they are made of paper after all, and living people will definitely not be able to wear them!

Looking at the old man again, Tie Qing's face was not angry at all, and a pair of eyes looked straight at me.

I didn't dare to think about it anymore, and for a moment I felt that the old man's gaze at me had become cold and strangely frightening.

"I want a pair of shoes." The old man repeated, his voice already a little dissatisfied.

"Okay, I'll get you a pair." I forced myself to hold my composure, holding on to the counter to keep myself from falling, and while telling myself that it was impossible, I found a pair of paper shoes made of yellow and black paper from the shoe cabinet.

"You try?"

I tried to behave normally and handed the paper shoes to the old man.

The old man took it to his hand and looked at it, and without saying a word, he put it on his foot. A pair of paper shoes really have the texture of cloth when they reach his feet!

The old man tried on the shoes, seemed satisfied, took out an old-fashioned hundred dollars from his pocket and handed it over.

I was already extremely nervous at this time, and I wished I could send this old man out as soon as possible, so I didn't look carefully, and took the money back to the counter to make change.

But when I looked up again, the old man was no longer there, and I subconsciously looked out the door, and there was no trace of the old man at the entrance of the dark West Street.

An old man, still a somewhat lame old man, could not have walked that fast.

So where can he go?

I swallowed and didn't dare to think about it anymore. I had only opened a single business after opening the store, and I already had the urge to close the store.

Is this shop still being treated by people?!

"Uncle, I want a string of gold ingots!"

Suddenly, a sweet and immature voice sounded, and I was stunned for a moment, and then I looked for it, only to see a little girl with two pigtails in front of the counter.

The girl was blushing and cute, and she looked like she should be seven or eight years old.

I was just frightened by the old man, and when I saw this little girl, my nervous mood was finally relieved, and I turned around and took out a string of gold paper ingots from the box and handed it to her, and asked, "Little sister, why do you come to buy things alone?" What about adults? ”

"Hee-hee, I'm already an adult." The girl smiled and pretended to put a hundred-dollar bill on the table, "Uncle, look for money!" ”

"It's a big man." I looked at this girl's little adult appearance, and my mood was better, and the guests who finally came were not all the kind of people who didn't know whether they were humans or ghosts.

The little girl squatted in the corner with the change I was looking for and counted it several times, and there was indeed a kind of caution of a little adult. After counting, she went out and left.

I was a little worried about such a little girl walking alone outside in the middle of the night, but when I walked to the door, where was there still a figure at the empty West Street entrance?

"No," I was stunned, looking back and forth at the West Street entrance of the black hole, and confirmed it again and again.

I couldn't help but swallow my saliva, feeling a cool breeze blowing through the back of my neck, so I didn't dare to stay outside the door, and hurried back to the store.

At this moment, I feel that although the lights are dim and the room is dark, it is much safer than the night of the black hole outside!

"Dead old man..."I thought of Sun Hong at this moment, and I was so angry that I gritted my teeth.

At this moment, there was a sudden jingle at the door, and a cold wind blew in.

The brass bell rang.

I stood up straight, and saw a figure like a black tower standing at the door.

It was pitch black, he couldn't see his face or look clearly, and his body shook and trembled, accompanied by a clattering sound, as if he was knocking on the door.

"Hello?" With the experience of the first two, I was brave enough to leave the counter.

Although the first two customers didn't know if they were humans or ghosts, they didn't hurt me, and now the store is open, and there are customers coming, so I can't assume that I didn't see it.

But right now, it's obviously different from the previous one.

His body seemed to exude black gas, blending with the night, and his body kept trembling, but he just didn't enter the door.

I didn't dare to get too close, there was a choking smell, mixed with the fishy smell of the river, slowly filling the shop.

Click, click!

I heard the voice again, coming from the threshold. The man was not trembling, but jumping; It's not that he doesn't want to enter the door, but he is blocked by the threshold!

He didn't jump high, as if he couldn't bend his knees, and he jumped straight forward, his toes hitting the threshold, which was why he made this knocking sound.

A sense of foreboding rose in my heart.

Suddenly, he stopped jumping and stopped.

"Lin Shao..."

The man looked up and whispered my name.

"Zhang Bin?" I was taken aback, the sound was familiar to me, and by the light I could finally see the face of the man at the door.

Surprised, I subconsciously took a step forward, and it was this step that made Zhang Bin reach out and grab my shirt!