Ghosts are such things as believing in them and not believing in them, and there are too many things in the world that cannot be explained and answered in a scientific way. I was an atheist, but an inadvertent trip to Thailand changed my life completely. Not only did I believe in ghosts, but I also opened a shop in Thailand to sell ghosts. You read that right, everyone else is a ghost hunter, but I'm a ghost seller.

The experience when I started selling ghosts started a few years ago.

My name is Tian Qi, a native of Shenyang, and I work in a large mobile phone market in Shenyang. A typical four-nil person, no money, no house, no serious job, and no wife. On that day, a distant cousin living in Thailand suddenly called me and asked me to bring some Northeast specialties to Thailand to see him, and the travel expenses would be reimbursed. Why don't you go with this good thing? I said yes.

On the eve of going to Thailand, it was just in time for the junior high school reunion, and there were only two things in the class reunion, extramarital affairs and showing off wealth, and this time was no exception. At the beginning of the meal, everyone chatted in groups of three or five, and the class reunion was like this, chatting and chatting, and the topic naturally turned to sensitive topics such as work, current situation, income, housing, and cars. Those students with better conditions speak in a tone higher than others, while those who mix poorly rarely speak, or even don't talk much, just sit silently and listen, occasionally holding a cup and drinking a small sip of water to prove that they have something to do.

I was very average, and such classmates were naturally looked down upon, so everyone chatted happily, only a few unpromising guys, including me, sat and played soy sauce.

Chatting and chatting, everyone inadvertently talked about tourism, Southeast Asia, Thailand, and Thai amulets. A classmate said: "I heard that the Thai Buddha card can be spiritual, can make a fortune, prosperous peach blossoms or something, but unfortunately I have never been to Thailand, otherwise I have to invite one back!" ”

Everyone suddenly came to the topic, the best mix in the class is a male classmate surnamed Qiao, who is currently the deputy director of the credit department of a bank in Shenyang City, and everyone calls him Lao Qiao. He deliberately ridiculed me: "Tian Qi, you don't even know what a Thai amulet is, do you?" Everyone laughed.

I was unhappy, and suddenly I had momentum, so I sneered: "Why don't you know, I often go to Thailand, I know many monks and monks of temples, and I will go to Thailand tomorrow!" ”

The classmates laughed again, apparently no one believed it. I opened my purse, took out my passport and Thai visa, and it lit up in front of everyone, the date is indeed tomorrow. Everyone was stunned this time, no one thought that a dick man like me would still have this ability.

Old Qiao was skeptical: "Why haven't I ever heard you talk about it?" ”

I laughed: "That's called low-key, and I learned from the southerners." ”

A beautiful female classmate surnamed Lu hurriedly said: "Tian Qi Tian Qi, you can bring me a Buddha card back, you can keep it safe, if you want a positive card, I don't dare to touch any yin card." Don't be too expensive, two or three thousand dollars is acceptable. How much exactly? ”

Where did I know the price, so I had to tell her that I get what I pay for, and I will quote you when I get to Thailand. She was so happy that she immediately left me her phone number so that I would never forget it.

After arriving in Thailand, I stayed at my cousin's house in Rayong City for a few days, and I was curious about everything as I had never been abroad. My cousin is in his forties, runs a local silver jewelry processing factory, is very rich, and has a small three-story building built by himself in the courtyard of the factory as a residence. His wife is Thai, but she has no children. My cousin has been in Thailand for more than ten years, and I have no relatives in China, and I am one of the few. He strongly persuaded me to stay in Thailand, firstly, to help him take care of his business, and secondly, to have a relative in China who could accompany him.

Thailand is picturesque and cheap, especially fruit and seafood, it's a great thing, I really don't want to leave. But my parents were anxious for me to go on a blind date, so I had to go back and make an appointment with my cousin to come back to see him later.

Two nights before I returned to China, my cousin and sister-in-law went out for socializing, leaving me alone at home. When I was packing up my things, there was a Thai newspaper next to the bed, which was printed with a Thai female star wearing Buddha cards, and I remembered what my female classmate had told me, so I quickly called my cousin and asked if I knew anyone who was doing Buddhist cards business in Thailand. My cousin said, "Thailand is full of temples, and there are Buddhist plaques sold in them." ”

I said, "Tomorrow you can take me to a nearby temple to have a look, and I'll get a cheap amulet card and I'll be on a good deal." My cousin agreed, and suddenly he seemed to remember something, and asked me to go to his study on the third floor to find a business card bag, which contained a business card of a person named "Fang Gang", who was an expert in Buddhist cards, and asked me to call and ask. The cousin said: "This Fang Gang is Chinese, specializing in contacting things like the Buddha Kuman Tong in Thailand. ”

I asked, "Since there are temples in Thailand, do you still need to contact him?" ”

"It's different," my cousin replied, "the temple is full of genuine cards blessed by monks, and this Fang Gang can be connected regardless of whether it is a positive card or a negative card, and he is quite skillful." But you have to be careful when dealing with him, this person is very greedy for money, he only recognizes money and not people, and he can also fish out two taels of oil and water from a dead person. ”

Hanging up the phone, I came to the third floor, and after looking in the room for a long time, I found the business card, which was printed with the words "Zhongtai Buddha Brand Guman Expert - Fang Gang", with Thai text underneath, and a string of phone numbers.

I was just about to go downstairs with my business card in hand, when suddenly I heard a few strange noises from the room at the end of the hallway. I thought to myself, there was only my cousin and me in the whole building, and now there was no one else but me, who could be in the room? I didn't hear that my cousin has pets. I walked to the door of the room, looked through the crack in the door, and could see by the moonlight that it was empty, with no furniture but a wooden cupboard, and a child standing alone in the middle of the room, with his back to me. Judging by the size, no more than three or four years old.

I wondered in my heart, whose child is this, why is it in my cousin's house? I don't usually hear my cousin say that he has any relatives in Thailand, and even if he does, this child should come out to eat if he lives at home, right? I've never seen it before.

As I guessed, the kid turned around slowly and seemed to hear me standing outside the door. But the light was so dim that I couldn't see the child's face at all.

The child stretched out his arms as if he wanted me to hug him, and I thought to myself that my cousin was too ruthless, since there was still a child at home, how could I lock him in a dark room? I reached out and pushed the door, but it was unlocked, and it just pushed it open. I fumbled to turn on the light switch on the wall, but the scene in front of me scared my hair to stand on end!

The child's face did not have any facial features except for the eye sockets, which were also two large holes with blurred flesh and blood, and two lines of blood slowly flowed down from the holes.

I was too scared to speak, and the kid came up to me, and I ran out of the room screaming, and fell in the hallway. I got up and looked behind me, lest the child catch up, but there was nothing, and there was no movement in the room. I was just about to run, and suddenly I thought, could it be a hallucination?

I stood for a while, and there was no movement, and I emboldened, and turned back tremblingly, and slowly looked into the room, which was empty, except for the wooden cabinet with a red cloth bag on it. I panted and stood in the doorway to make sure there was no one in the room, and then I walked in and came to the wooden cupboard.

Stretched out his hand to open the red cloth bag, there was a black thing inside, it turned out to be a baby's dried corpse, no more than two palms in length, the dried corpse's eyes were sunken, there was blood in it, and the dried corpse had several circles of white rope tied around his waist.

Just when I was wondering, I heard the sound of a car engine outside the corridor window, I quickly wrapped my things and put them back in place, went out of the room and turned off the lights, and saw through the glass that my cousin's car had driven back, I closed the door and ran back to my bedroom as if nothing had happened.

My cousin brought me a lot of fruit and seafood, but I didn't have the heart to eat, and I kept thinking about the dried corpse. My cousin asked if I had found Fang Gang's phone number, so I came back to my senses and used my cousin's mobile phone to dial the phone number on the business card. The microphone was very noisy, and the man named Fang Gang had a thick Cantonese accent, and I said it several times before he heard me clearly and told me to go to a butcher shop in Pattaya City to find him.

At noon the next day, I took a bus from Rayong to Pattaya and found the butcher shop at the address Fang Gang provided. There was no business at all, and two strong men with tattoos sat behind a cutting board, their eyes shining fiercely. I had the courage to ask if Fang Gang was there, and the strong man looked at me: "What are you looking for him?" ”