Here's how it was laid out when it wasn't cold.

Entering the door is the shop, which contains bottles and cans of all kinds of jewelry.

It's been more than a month since the seventh day of the new year, and I can't see any guests every day, and there are no fewer bottles and cans. Every night, Zhao Nan also told him not to make any strange noises in the middle of the night.

Passing around the storefront, there is a small house with a curtain on the door, open the door and enter, facing the door are two antique screens, blocking the view of outsiders, and then inside are tables and chairs, and there is a piano hanging on the wall, and the incense burner on the table is faint and light smoke. This is the reception room of Ye Limited.

Next to this room is the staircase, and there is a very small room behind the stairs, which was originally a utility room, and now the seventh day of the first month lives here, and behind this room, the one facing the back door lives in Zhaonan. Ye Liang lived upstairs, and when Zhao Nan introduced him to Chu Qi, he said, "It's really an embroidery building." "The dissatisfaction is palpable.

At first, I didn't know why Zhao Nan had such an opinion about Ye Limiting living on the second floor, but after staying here for a few nights, he understood. Because of this shop, there is always a little movement at night.

Sometimes I can't sleep on the seventh day of the first month, and when I lie on the small bed and toss and turn, I can hear the voices in the shop in front of me: whispering, singing, quarrelling, and babbling and singing, so it's so lively, if you lie down like this and listen to it all night, don't want to close your eyes. Therefore, on the seventh day of the first month, when I go to bed at night, I order myself to fall asleep with my eyes closed, otherwise I will listen to the movement in front of me all night.

Ye Liang was very happy on this day, she bought two wigs, she tinkered upstairs for a long time, but she didn't come down.

Zhao Nan held back a smile and asked Chu Qi to go upstairs to urge.

"You just said you were going to eat, and see what the hell she was up to."

Chu Qi knew that Zhao Nan was not well-intentioned, so he could only sigh: "I'm really miserable." "Go upstairs and call Ye Quan.

The door opened, and Ye Liang was sitting on the dresser with powder on his face.

She wore the fluffy wig, and the long, straight black hair hung by the curtains, which looked scary at first glance.

"Is it pretty? Let's be honest. ”

Ye Liang turned around and looked at Chu Qi with a smile.

Chu Qi's eyes were full of only white, full of white and bright red lips, he could only nod helplessly, well, good-looking.

Ye Quan stood up happily, reached out and pinched Chu Qi's face again, Chu Qi was on guard against this move, turned around and ran to the door.

Ye Liang walked down in a good manner, glanced at the store, and frowned: "Have you eaten?" Where's the rice? ”

Zhao Nan pointed to the second floor: "You still need to eat, just smell the aroma of your cosmetics every day." ”

"I didn't spend your money left and right, what do you feel sorry for?"

Ye Liang glared at him: "On the seventh day of the first month, go over there and ask for the table noodles to be delivered, just enough for the two of us to eat." ”

Chu Qi looked at Zhao Nan, held back a smile and ran out.

The three of them were eating dinner in the store, and on the seventh day of the first month, they saw something moving on the stairs.

He took a closer look, and his hair was about to explode.

It's the wig, and the wig is sliding down the handrail of the stairs a little bit!

Chu Qi was so frightened that he bit his tongue and made a sound in his mouth.

Ye Quan smiled: "Isn't this meat?" You can still bite your tongue. ”

Chu Qi's eyes widened and he pointed behind Ye Liang: "Ghost, ghost!" ”

Ye Liang sighed: "I told you, this room is full of ghosts, what's the matter with a few coming out during the day, eat and eat, and go shopping after eating." ”

"Wig-ghost!"

Zhao Nan saw that Chu Qi didn't seem to be scaring people, so he turned around and looked over, and was also startled: "Wow, the wig is fine!" ”

Ye Liang put down the dishes and chopsticks, stood up and walked over.

Chu Qi's hands were blindfolded: "Miss Ye, be careful, that ghost ......"

"Ghost, ghost, ghost, dunzi, I'll beat you into a ghost!"

Ye Liang grabbed the wig, and the pier was exposed.

When it was discovered, it glared at it and looked innocent.

Chu Qi let out a sigh: "Dunzi, you scared me to death!" ”

Ye Liang picked up the pier, and the latter pretended to be dead and didn't move.

It turned out that Dunzi put the wig on his body and climbed down a little bit, it didn't mean to scare people, but it just thought that a hairy thing was fun.

Ye Liang tugged at the ears and tails of the pier, but seeing that the pier was motionless, he let go of his hand and said, "Don't pretend to be ......."

Before the words fell, the pier ran away without a trace.

Zhao Nan laughed, and the seventh year also laughed.

"Don't get caught by me, if you're so naughty, I'll peel you off and make gloves!" Ye Limit threatened.

Late that night, the seventh day of the first month was awakened by urine.

Go to the toilet? Hey, I'm too lazy to get up, and it wouldn't be good if something floated out of the store in front of me.

Not going? No, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts. On the seventh day of the first month, he could only get up and hurriedly run to the toilet.

After putting the water back, the seventh day of the first month patted his stomach: It's so cool.

The shop was surprisingly quiet today, and there was no strange sound at all.

The seventh probe looked into the store, well, it's so quiet.

He was about to turn away when he suddenly stopped.

"Dunzi, you are naughty again, you will be beaten if you are caught by Miss Ye."

It turned out that the long black hair was standing on the counter. Chu Qi liked the dun very much, and was worried that it would cause trouble and be caught, so he walked over and reached out to pick up the wig.

Chu Qi picked up the wig, and the whole person suddenly froze, cold, and didn't dare to move, because there was nothing under the wig! It's not that the dun is naughty!

But just now, Chu Qi looked at this wig and stood straight there! It's empty below, how is that possible!

Chu Qi reacted, threw the wig to the ground with a bang, turned around and ran.

Behind him, there was a grunting voice, followed by a sigh, very soft, very soft.

Chu Qi was glad that he had peed clean just now, otherwise he would really have to pee his pants now.

He crawled to Zhaonan's room.

"Uncle, uncle, wake up, haunted, haunted."

Zhengxiang, who was sleeping in Zhaonan, was shaken by the seventh day of the first month, and muttered in a daze: "There are ghosts everywhere here, make trouble, make trouble as much as you like." ”

"It's a new ghost, a new kid, it's that wig."

"Wigs? The pier is messing with again? ”

Zhao Nan sat up and rubbed his eyes: "What time is it, what are you sleeping in the middle of the night?" ”

"It's not me, it's a ghost, a wig ghost."

The first seven hurried words were incoherent.

"You all know that it's a dun naughty, don't pay attention to it, it will suffer if you are caught by Miss Ye."

Poof, Zhao Nan fell again.

The tears of the seventh hurried at the beginning of the year will fall.

"Uncle, it's not the pier, there's nothing under the wig, just standing there upright, as if ...... It's as if someone is wearing it. ”

As soon as the words fell, an eerie voice came from behind him: "Is that so?" Chu Qi looked back and saw a black wig in front of him, which made him wow and jump up.

Bang! Chu Qi's forehead hit Ye Quan's lower jaw, and Ye Liang rubbed his chin: "Chu Qi!" What are you arguing about if you don't sleep in the middle of the night, ah, and hit me! ”

"No, no, Miss Ye, why do you sleep and still wear a wig."

Chu Qi rubbed his forehead: "Miss Ye, that wig has a ghost!" Really, I saw it, it was floating in front of it just now! ”

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