Chapter 2: White porridge with kimchi

I shuddered as he stared at me and gritted his teeth.

"Get out!"

I heard him spit out the word vigorously.

Quickly run away from him, and when I turned back, I saw his back in his hand behind him, holding a dagger!

The shop was still very lively, no one noticed him, and the customers were still so lively with cups and plates.

Suddenly I started to get nervous, through the glass, I was holding on to the glass with one hand, the other clutching the marble, and I watched the thin bald head walk to the bar, the dagger behind his back glowing.

The round-faced man and the soft-voiced woman just now were discussing something while looking at the ledger, their expressions were relaxed, unaware of the impending danger.

I started banging on the glass, yelling to be careful, but unfortunately no one heard me shouting through a transparent barrier.

The thin man with slender eyebrows walked to the bar, and the people behind the bar noticed him, but it was too late, and I saw the thin-eyed man stabbing the dagger behind his back to the round-faced man's neck!

The people who were originally sitting and eating in the restaurant suddenly crowded, and the men and women ran out of the restaurant in surprise.

Seeing all this, I screamed at the glass, hysterical.

The thin man's eyes were red, the arteries in the neck of the round-faced man were cut, blood gushed out, he took a few steps forward with wide eyes, and then fell to the ground and did not move.

The fur coat of the woman next to her was already dripping with blood, and before she could run to the door, she was grabbed by the thin man from behind.

She screamed, her voice terrible, and the tip of the dagger stabbed at her again and again, and the murderer looked hideous.

Eventually, she was pushed forward, and she threw herself on the glass.

I looked at her, and there was a layer of glass, and she reached out to touch me, and it was still the same layer of glass that was over us. The mouth was slightly open, the woman was in tears, as if trying to make me run, my body was numb and I couldn't move at all.

At the moment when the woman was at the end, the marbleball in my hand fell to the ground.

When the thin man came out of the hotel, he turned around and saw me.

I stared at him blankly, my body trembling and my eyes full of tears.

Blood flowed from the sharp dagger, and he stared at me with blood-red eyes and gritted his teeth.

I was so scared that I didn't move. The thin man glanced down at the marbleballs all over the floor, bowed down and picked one up and put it in his pocket.

The sound of a police car came from the other side of the street, and he took one last look at me, turned and ran!

The police cordoned off the entrance of the store, and the two bodies were carried out in black bags, and the people around me sighed, and I was at a loss.

Turning around, I saw a strange figure in the crowd.

The whole body was wrapped in a black cloak, and the body was not exposed at all.

After a long time, when the crowd had dispersed, the man was still there, quietly, and though I couldn't see his face, I knew that he was watching me.

At that moment, a pair of snow-white hands stretched out from inside the cloak.

The hands lowered the brim of the cloak, and I could see her clearly, it was a woman, beautiful.

His skin is as white as snow, and his red lips are like blood.

The corners of her mouth curled slightly at me, revealing a mysterious smile.

I involuntarily walked towards her, she seemed to have a suction, and I felt like I was out of control.

When I walked up to her, she bowed down and looked up at her face, and I was shocked! Her appearance has changed, no longer the beautiful woman just now, but the murderer!

I wanted to escape, but it was too late, the thin man waited for me with his slender eyes, and then the bloody dagger stabbed me in the chest!

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When I opened my eyes, I woke up from my dream again.

Ever since my parents passed away, this dream has been coming up a lot, and before that, I would be terrified for a long time and cry. But now, I'm numb.

When I was five years old, I witnessed the murder of my parents, a scene in a dream. The only difference is that the real county where the crime took place, and the woman in the cloak.

After the age of five, this woman often appeared in my dreams, always with a mysterious smile on the corner of her mouth.

When my parents were alive, they ran a restaurant, and because they were good at running a restaurant and the food tasted good, they did a good business in the local area.

At that time, life was very happy, I was an only child, and the family conditions were relatively good, and they were very fond of me.

After that accident, my life changed drastically, and I was suddenly orphaned, and I was a little dazed and at a loss. After the restaurant was taken over by my uncle, although he still treated me very well and had no worries about food and clothing, I have to say that my whole life has completely changed.

Maybe the police are incompetent, and the murderer has not been caught so far.

However, I remember his appearance very well, and even though nearly twenty years have passed, I will not forget that fierce gaze.

I'm sure I'll meet him someday, yes, I'm sure.

Glancing at my phone, it was only seven o'clock in the morning.

This is a bit early for me who doesn't have a formal job.

After going back and forth in bed for a while, I decided to get up.

Just then, the computer, which was not turned off, rang, and someone sent me an email.

The email reads as follows:

Hello, my name is Gao Jian, and someone recommended you to me, saying that you can help exorcise ghosts. I didn't believe in ghosts before, but what happened during this time changed my mind. I've heard you're very spiritual, and I hope to get your help.

At the end of the mail, this person, Gao Jian, left his phone number and address. Moreover, the person also added: as long as you can help ask, money, not a problem.

Business, here it is again.

Closing the computer, I briefly freshened up, the last somen in the kitchen was eaten by me last night, I flipped it again, and there was still some Northeast rice in the rice bowl.

So, I boiled some white porridge at random.

There is a glass jar on the table, and the bright red inside is soaked red pepper and green is garlic moss.

Open the lid, a fresh fragrance comes to the face, this jar of salt water is managed by me in a good way, and there has never been a problem with white flowers.

Zhang Mingming is a very annoying guy, and he likes to use chopsticks to reach in and clip it every time.

I told him that the salt water would be bad like this, and every time he didn't listen, until one day, when I got angry, he realized the seriousness of the situation.

I said, "The attitude towards food can tell the character of being a human being, please show respect!" ”。

Kimchi is served with white porridge, porridge is sweet, kimchi is refreshing, and it is a very good breakfast.

Zhang Ming also opened the door, he came out in big pants, saw my breakfast, and his eyes lit up.

"That's it, there's nothing superfluous." With that, I put down the dishes and chopsticks.

When I was leaving, Zhang Mingming suddenly stopped me: "Our snack bar is still recruiting, you run out all day long, and you don't have a job, or come to help, I am the manager of the store, I can cover you......"

I didn't look back: "Thank you, but I don't need it for the time being." ”