Chapter 353: Custom-made shrouds
I raised my foot and retracted it, and the voice in the shroud shop sounded familiar, especially what he said, which was related to my life and made me have to pay attention to it.
The shroud shop is originally not much traffic, and the people who buy things are also specific, rarely open 24 hours a day, even if someone is in a hurry, they usually call before opening the door, but this shroud shop is still open so late, it's a bit weird.
I lifted my feet and walked into the shroud shop, the rich smell of paper and glue in the store permeated the surroundings, and there were papier-mΓ’chΓ© boys and girls standing on both sides of the door, with red faces painted on their beige faces, especially the big and surprisingly large eyes that made people feel uncomfortable.
In addition to boys and girls, there are also papier-mΓ’chΓ© refrigerators, color TVs, buildings, villas, and even sports cars, only a dozen square meters of shroud shops are really complete, a large number of burnt paper and dark coins are piled up in the corner of the wall, and there is a long table in front, the table is the color of the red lacquer brush, just like the color of the coffin used by the dead, gloomy oozing cold.
I was a little surprised by the things on the table, it was an old rusty electric sewing machine, this sewing machine was still buzzing at the moment, and on the extension table above was a piece of golden satin, the bright color was particularly abrupt and weird in this environment.
Behind the sewing machine, there was a guy dressed a little sloppy, with sloppy hair facing me, his eyes staring at the needle and thread of the sewing machine, skillfully fiddling with the angle of the satin, the line was fast and steady, and he was definitely a clever tailor.
Tailor.
Fang Ziyi asked me to find a tailor, but she didn't say that it must be a tailor who makes clothes for the living, isn't this shroud also a tailor.
"Do you know what the words behind ninety-nine plus nineteen are?" I immediately asked.
The man didn't stop in his hand, he didn't even raise his head, he just said to me: "Okay, don't ask such boring questions, you don't have the right answer in your heart, you won't believe anything I say." β
I frowned and thought about it, it's really like this, I went to five cloth shops tonight, and each cloth shop gave me an answer, for example, Fangfang of Fangfang Cloth Shop once said, Ninety-nine plus nineteen eats your left and right hands, and the owner of the Tailai cloth shop said that the number of nine songs, ninety-nine plus nine-nine ploughing cattle go everywhere, Song Gang of Xingsheng Cloth Shop is answering me Ninety-nine plus ninety-three corpses are upside down and planting willows, Song Qing of the Sunny Day Cloth Shop is talking about the number nine songs adapted by Ge Zircon, ninety-nine plus nineteen up and down without stopping, and finally Bai Jianyun of Yunshang Fine Cutting House, When she killed me, she said that ninety-nine plus nine-nine, the revenant soul has nowhere to go.
I already have five answers, but I don't believe any of them in my heart, and now I want to say that it's because I don't have any answers in my heart, and even if someone says the answers, I don't think I will believe them.
Thinking of this, I became more curious about the person in front of me, and looked at the fabric under the sewing machine to take the opportunity to find words: "Your silk is very good, and the longevity clothes you make must be very high-grade." β
Hmph, the tailor snorted coldly, and said a little angrily: "If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense, how can you use silk to make a shroud?" β
I frowned and wondered, then I heard the tailor continue: "Silk in the past is also called satin, and the shroud is the 'old clothes' worn on the deceased, the ancestors hold umbrellas and the descendants are in the shade, so the old clothes on the deceased are also related to the blessings of the descendants. β
I really didn't understand these things, and when I heard the tailor's words, I could only laugh dryly and couldn't refute them, so I quickly changed the subject and said, "Your fabric is shiny and shiny, and it looks similar to silk, I don't know what kind of fabric it is." β
"This is silk cotton, representing the meaning of loving the family and protecting the relatives," with the tailor's movements, a shroud is about to take shape, the golden one makes me feel a little dazzling, and I ask with some curiosity: "Who are you making this shroud for, the color is too bright." β
"It's for you." The tailor suddenly picked up the shroud from the table, shook his hands vigorously, walked up to me, draped the shroud over me, and tied the cloth rope together with his fingers, so that I could wear the legendary shroud.
Isn't this a curse on me when a big living person actually asked me to wear a shroud, I guess I don't want to change anyone's heart, I grabbed the Kangbo wooden sword and wanted to break the shroud, but at this time, I heard the tailor say slowly: "You'd better not move, or I won't be able to save you." β
"You're giving me a shroud to save me, what are you kidding?"
"You'd better look at your legs."
I looked down at my legs suddenly, and then I realized that there was an extra layer of cloth on my legs, and the edges of this cloth were all slender threads that had been connected to the skin on my legs, and if I continued like this, my legs would soon be blocked by this cloth and I would not be able to move.
What surprised me the most was the cloth on my leg, the one I bought at the Tailai cloth store, and now I finally know that it was that Li Fei who attacked me, and this is to paralyze me.
The shroud emitted a faint golden light, shining my whole body brightly, my legs felt a little numb, the threads sewn on my skin began to slowly retreat, and soon the cloth also fell to the ground, and the tailor lit the cloth with a lighter, and lit a Chinese cigarette by the fire of the lighter.
I could see this guy's face clearly by the light of the lighter, and it turned out that this tailor was the one who had just shown me the way.
"How could it be you?" I looked at Wangsi with some surprise.
Forget Si spat out a puff of cigarette, then took out one and gave it to me, "Of course it's me, haven't you been looking for me all the time?" β
"You're the tailor I'm looking for, so do you know the real answer behind ninety-nine plus nine?" I still don't believe it, although this guy helped me expel the cloth on my leg and cracked Li Fei's evil art, but who knows if he has any other purpose.
"I've already said it, there's no real answer at all, if you don't believe it, you can look at the note Fang Ziyi left for you, and you can know who I am." Forget Si's voice is very calm, revealing a very strong confidence.
I took out the note and saw that the handwriting on it had regained clarity, "Be careful Li Fei, the person who leads the way is the one who helps you, and you must stop the Nine Nine Plus One Nine Evil Infant Magic." β
"See, you're really stupid, if it weren't for Fang Ziyi's insistence that I help you, I wouldn't have taken care of a stupid person like you." Forget Si pursed his lips and said mockingly: "Fang Ziyi really doesn't know what to think, she actually asked you to be her boyfriend." β