Chapter 1: A knock at the door in the middle of the night

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The autumn rain is long, and the night is dark.

The heavy cloth bag jingled on my back, the bluestone road of the ancient street was slippery and difficult to walk, the eyes became more and more blurred, the wind gusted behind me, after entering the ancient street, I always felt that there was something behind me, I looked back several times, but I didn't see anything.

Time is running out, and even if there are jackals, tigers and leopards behind me, I can't help it, so I have to bury my head in the road under my feet and move forward, stumbling, and almost falling down several times.

After crossing the two streets, I finally returned to the shop, pushed the door open, and quickly took out the two red lanterns from behind the door, lit them neatly, hung them under the eaves, and then bolted the door, and put the mobile phone in front of me, and the huge font showed 23:45.

I was greatly relieved, but fortunately, it was not past twelve o'clock in the night.

Damn Zhao Cripple, you have to worry about a dime, and next time you won't do business with him again, you almost missed the hour.

Thinking so, I put down the cloth bag, took out my wallet from a pile of peach wood swords, five emperor coins, and yellow incense candles, approached the electric lamp and carefully rubbed the money corner, making sure that the four Mao grandpas were real, so I put away the money with confidence, and prepared to go to the bedroom to take a bath, and my body was wet and uncomfortable.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door, and it was unhurried, but it made my back bones shrink suddenly.

Subconsciously glanced at his mobile phone, at 23:55, his brows furrowed, and shouted outside the door: "The shop is closed, please be early tomorrow if you have something." ”

"Tuk, tuk, tuk, tuk."

No one spoke outside the door, but the knocking had a rhythm.

Three long and two short.

Master said that if someone knocks on the door in the middle of the night, don't open it in a hurry and disorderly, it is very likely that an evil ghost will come to the door to ask for his life, but if you are unhurried and knock rhythmically, you must pay attention.

Two short and one long are overnight, and three long and two short are for help.

I glanced at the time again, at 23:57, hesitated and stepped forward to open the door, Master also said that saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, my natural life is weak, and I need to accumulate more blessings to prolong my life.

As soon as the door opened, the fierce wind mixed with the rain whirred in, stabbing me so that I couldn't open my eyes, so I had to push the door shut.

The wind was so weird, when I came back just now, the light rain was drieving, there was no storm, and I didn't see anyone outside.

Re-bolted the door, turned around, coldly met a pair of cold eyes, just wanted to scream, when I heard a bang, the man fell to the ground.

I didn't come back to my senses for a while, my mind was racing, when did this person come in? I was holding the door frame with both hands, did he get in from under my armpit?

Squatted down and took a closer look, but the person in front of him was blurry and could barely see the person's appearance, only faintly smelling blood.

Groping his way out of the medicine box, he reached out and touched it in the direction where the smell of blood came from, and immediately felt a warm and viscous liquid.

"Don't move, go away, I'll do it myself." A cold voice sounded, and I immediately retracted my hand.

I felt a little unhappy in my heart, how could this person be so fierce, and his posture was so high, if it weren't for the master's repeated instructions to me, I would never open the store again after 12 o'clock in the morning and before 3 o'clock in the morning, I really wanted to blow him out.

I opened my mouth, and just wanted to question whether you could do it yourself, but it instantly went dark in front of me.

It was twelve o'clock in the night, and I couldn't see anything again until dawn.

I have night blindness, and my vision begins to decline as soon as it gets dark, and when it comes at 12 o'clock in the morning, I immediately feel like a blind man, and it is back to the same as before, and the time is more accurate than the alarm clock.

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