After a good night's sleep, I arrived at Mr. Cheng's store at 3 a.m. on time. Since the surrounding shops are closed, it is easy to find. After entering the store, I heard a dingdong sound, and the crisp and piercing sound of "Welcome" followed by everyone. Mr. Zheng sat at the cash register on the left hand side of the entrance. Hurriedly stood up and said, "You're punctual enough.

I laughed a little and said, "Haven't you come yet?"

He said, well, what's going on next?

I said I'd take a look, and then I walked around the store and saw the utility room he said. After opening it, there are some items inside. Mostly some drinks. Box by box. There are also some cleaning utensils. There is also a chair. The room was small and cramped. But you can still hide a person, and you can even sit inside. And when the door is hidden in that room, you can see the cash register directly through the crack in the door. Feeling that everything was normal, I took out the compass again and looked around the store. Or normal

At this time, it was already half past three, and I said Brother Zheng, you go to the utility room first, and I will be on duty for you. He said yes and then went out of the cash register and I walked in and sat down on the stool and laid the compass flat on the table at the cash register. Then I took a magazine and covered it halfway. Leave only the pointer dial. Close your eyes and start waiting.

There was no fun in waiting, and I was almost asleep as I leaned back in my chair. Just as I was about to fall asleep, I was suddenly woken up by a crisp "ding dong" sound. As soon as I opened my eyes, I casually said a word of welcome just like the voice broadcast. And it's very synchronous. I couldn't help but be shocked by how deep I was into the play.

The truth is the same as Mr. Zheng described, there is no one in front of him, not even the wind. I quickly glanced at the compass, and sure enough, it was moving, and it was slowly walking inside. Not only that. And it's in the direction of the utility room. My heart sank. Mr. Zheng is still inside, will he be scared? I'm not worried that Mr. Zheng will be scared, I'm worried that it will be scared. If you run away again, you'll be in trouble. Just when I was thinking about whether to seal the door, I suddenly heard Mr. Zheng scream, and then ran away. In a panic, he rushed to the cash register. The space inside was already small, and it was even smaller when he rushed in. I jerked to my feet. Not because I saw anything, but because if I didn't get up, his speed would have knocked me straight into me. I looked at him in disbelief and asked, "What do you see??"

He was immediately inside the cash register. The already cramped space appears even more crowded. He was shocked and said, 'I know ,... man.'"

I immediately came to the spirit, and it was easy to get to know me. I said don't be afraid, I'm here. Did you just see someone? As I whispered my question, the sound of rustling began to come from inside the store. I looked around but couldn't see anything.

Mr. Zheng said with palpitations: "I see it, it's very clear."

I quickly pulled him up, and I said, "What are you doing again?" Don't stare in the eyes." Then he was given a pre-written mantra to recite it three times, and he seemed less frightened when he had finished it. Sure enough, he stood up and looked into the store.

Since he saw it just now, it is possible to see it now, and I haven't seen it all along, so I can't see it now. I just stared at Mr. Zheng's expression, hoping to read something from his expression.

He swept around and then looked directly at a place. That place is where the rattle sounds. That's what my compass refers to. I asked: Brother Zheng, what do you see him doing?

Mr. Zheng stared at him and said, "I'm cleaning, I'm coming over now. It's getting more and more."

I said, "Don't be afraid. Pretend it's okay."

Then Mr. Zheng continued to mumble to himself: It's in front of you, it's time to go out

I quickly said, "Thank you. I won't use it to sweep in the future." All I could do was the tinkling of the sensor.

After confirming that it was gone, the compass did not react at all, and I looked at Mr. Zheng who was still in a daze. He slapped his heavenly spirit with his hand, and he came to his senses. I said: It's gone. You sort out your thoughts and then tell me who it is. How did you meet?

I left the cash register after that, one because the two big men were slightly crowded inside. The second is that I suddenly found out that I was hungry and this store is full of food. So I had to get out of that tight space.

I took a loaf of bread and a carton of fresh milk and ate it alone. As soon as he started to speak, Mr. Zheng began to speak, he said: That person is my fellow countryman, a middle-aged woman, surnamed Huang .......

It turns out that this is the way it is, this Sister Huang is a sanitation worker. When the whole city was still asleep. They're about to get to work. The wages of sanitation workers are relatively low, and that person happens to be Mr. Zheng's hometown, and Mr. Zheng happens to need someone who helps clean the store every day. In fact, generally speaking, the clerks in the store clean it themselves. But Mr. Zheng also hopes to do his best to help that fellow a little bit. In addition, a small number of consumers in the store will inevitably take the garbage out and throw it away. It will also increase the workload of sanitation workers. So the two sides negotiated, and Sister Huang came to Mr. Zheng's shop to clean before going to work every day. Mr. Zheng will pay her ten yuan at a time. In fact, it's not low, because the workload is not large, just sweep a little and then mop the floor, ten minutes is fine.

And when Sister Huang was negotiating with Mr. Zheng. Mr. Zheng was also happy and paid a one-time payment for three months, that is, 900 yuan. But before the agreement was reached, it was less than a month, and it was only about 20 days. Sister Huang suddenly didn't come. And I don't work at the sanitation side anymore. He didn't pay attention to it for the first day or two, but it was almost a week later. He felt like he had been cheated. I went to find Sister Huang's colleague, and Sister Huang's colleague is also a fellow countryman. And Sister Huang is from the same village. The colleague said that when Sister Huang came home more than two months ago, she died in a car accident. And said that Sister Huang is not that kind of person, and she will come to help finish the remaining two months in the future.

Mr. Zheng said that he rejected the colleague's request to help Sister Huang finish it, and he said that he actually thought Sister Huang was very good and had a smile on his face all day long. No matter how much sweat hangs on your face. They all look smiling, and they work very carefully and carefully. Especially with a good mentality. I like this fellow sister very much. However, the natural disaster caused the main accident to Sister Huang.

I said, "According to you, if something like this happens at this hour, you will definitely think of it, why are you so scared after seeing it?"

"That's because I don't believe in ghosts in this world. When he suddenly sees it, he will definitely have a lot of fear" At this time, he has calmed down, and seems to tell a story that has nothing to do with him.

I said: Three months? Isn't that almost time? It's been more than two months, and Sister Huang has been doing it for more than 20 days before.

Mr. Zheng listened to me, and then he opened a drawer at the bottom of the cash register, took out a crumpled piece of paper, looked at it, and said, There are still three days. I think that paper should be a receipt or something that Sister Huang gave him.

I said that I had to let Sister Huang finish these three days before I could count. Hearing me say this, Mr. Zheng said with a happy face: Is it that after doing these three days, Sister Huang will not come? Although Sister Huang is kind, I still want to do business well. Otherwise, if it goes on like this, I won't be able to do it anymore.

I thought about it for a while, because Mr. Zheng saw it before, and even screamed and rushed out, but it didn't react, just doing what it had to do, so it may already be an unconscious spirit, and all the current behaviors and actions are just a knot in my heart that I couldn't let go of, a trace of obsession. And the spirits who do not have any consciousness have no concept of time. It's like a donkey pulling a mill. As soon as the eyes are blindfolded, all that is to know that it has been spinning in place, mechanically doing what it thinks is its mission. And if no one shouts to stop, it won't stop. So I roughly judged if no one stopped its behavior. It will continue to be done. Because it can't remember how long three months is. Everything it does has turned from that obsession into a habit. And it's very mechanical. But such a thing seems to me to be very miserable, for the sake of a commitment and a sense of responsibility. It affected others not to say it, and also delayed their own reincarnation. It's something that doesn't make any sense, on the contrary, it's not worth it.

I told Mr. Zheng about my inference, and then Mr. Zheng said with a little worry: You should have a way, right?

I said I must have a way, but you can also do this thing yourself, so now you have to make a choice, the first is that I tell you as if, you do it yourself, so that the reward, can be reduced by half, and it is very simple, I believe you, you can do it, the second is that I will help you send it away in three days, but the reward is still the price we originally said.

Mr. Zheng thought for a while and said, what do you need to do to send it yourself, I said: It's very simple, when Sister Huang finishes cleaning on the last day, you light candles and burn some paper money to worship. I'll give you something. You put these things in the designated place and you're good to go.

He said: It's as simple as that?

I said, "Yes, that's it. Sister Huang is just doing this out of a sense of responsibility, and you are directly responsible for it, so it is better for you to do this matter yourself than for me to do it. Whether it's out of guilt or reciprocation. In short, you are the culprit of it, and it is better for you to untie its knots.

Mr. Zheng said that's okay, you tell me the detailed method. I told him the method, it was actually very simple, it was the same as an ordinary sacrifice, just a few things were added to remind that Sister Huang had passed away and that things had been done and that it was time to leave.

After saying that, Mr. Zheng said, take me and get you the money. I said don't worry, it's okay to give it to me when you're okay, you have to be sincere and honest when you do things, you must not do it with a skeptical attitude, and it is best to be alone.

He was not polite, and said that he would pay me when the matter was settled, and I nodded and said yes.

Chatting and chatting the sky began to dawn, I walked the door of the store, ready to go home, on the way to pick up the car saw a few sanitation workers sweeping the street with their heads down, meticulous, as if cleaning their own yard, they are the hardest, but they get the least, a small broom, it seems to be their world, a broom can even support a home.

Get up early and be greedy for the dark, a broom, a world.

Four days later, Mr. Zheng called me and said, "Yesterday, I prayed according to your method, and this morning there is nothing to do for the time being.

I said, "It's not temporary, it's forever, Sister Huang is gone, it's done with its responsibilities, it's done what it should do. It's a relief for it, it's a relief for you, it's a happy situation for all."

Mr. Zheng told me that he had never believed in ghosts and gods before, but he had heard other people's descriptions by chance, and they were all evil ghosts, but he didn't expect me to really encounter them once, but now that I think about it, in fact, ghosts are not terrible, on the contrary, they are worth reflecting on. As for this responsibility, I believe that not everyone can do it.

I smiled and said, "Well, I know it's already an unconscious spirit, and it's the same whether it's done or not, but that's what it thought when it left, so out of respect for its thoughts. We let it deliver on its promises. This is also an explanation of its sense of responsibility.

Mr. Zheng agreed with me and quickly transferred the money to me.<