"Your last name is 'Lao'?" I asked him curiously as I followed the old merchant.

Although I know that there is the surname 'Lao' among the surnames, it is indeed very rare. This surname makes me feel that this person is not simple. He shook his handsome ponytail and said with disdain, "No, it's just that everyone calls me that, and I forgot my name." That's what I call myself."

"Even though I knew it was his, I didn't bother to go on with the topic, so I tried to think of something else to increase the intimacy of each other.

"Where the hell did my mom and dad go, and why did they let you come to me?" He wasn't prepared to answer my question at all. Instead, he led me to the door of the house and turned to look at me: "It's here." "What, isn't this my doorway?" I was already very puzzled at the moment, because I had no idea what he was going to do, so I could only look at him.

"5 seconds, 10 seconds, 30 seconds...... "After about a minute, I looked at each other and didn't make a sound." …… What's wrong? Unable to stand the awkward atmosphere, I asked tentatively.

"Key, as your parents said, why are you so stupid?" He shook his head, an idiot look. “！ @#！ I angrily took out the key and opened the door. I thought to myself that I should be speechless, right? When he entered the room, he didn't take off his shoes and went straight into the living room. I looked around. "Cleaned up, huh?" He looked surprised. "It's okay, I've been used to cleaning up since I was a child."

Think about all these years, basically I was alone at home. Since my parents always leave early and come home late, I usually tidy up the room, and tidying up the room is a daily routine for me.

The old merchant seemed to know what I was thinking, and didn't continue to ask. Instead, he took a bottle of soda out of the fridge and started drinking. Dare this is your home? Because of the previous two "plundering pig livers", plus this soda, my contempt for him has reached the extreme. He didn't seem to notice my upset, and while drinking his soda, he asked, "Do you believe that there are ghosts in the world?" ”

"Hell, your uncle." After more than 10 years of education in my motherland, I will say. "New science, breaking superstitions" has long been ingrained in my thoughts, where did the Arabian Nights say that there are ghosts in this world? The old merchant smiled slightly, and my answer seemed to be what he expected, "Where is your father's study?" I pointed to one of the rooms and said with a little hesitation, "But Daddy never let me in, so don't ...... it" Without waiting for me to finish, he threw the bottle and walked towards the room.

I'll go, you're chic, but I still have to clean the room. Eh, weird? How does my mind seem to ...... Housewife?

Since my father never let me into this room, I was a little curious, and I didn't stop him, but followed him to find out.

When I entered the room, I was greeted by a row of bookshelves, with a large desk in front of the bookshelf, which was no different from an ordinary study. The study that I haven't been in for more than ten years is so ordinary? I didn't expect much from it at once. But the old merchant was expressionless, but walked to the desk, and his expression suddenly became a little frozen. At this time, I saw him slowly raise his hand and start dialing the phone in front of the desk.

"19961228"

Isn't it my birthday? What's the use of you dialing and pressing such a string, you can't use the phone? At this moment, the image of Lao Shang in my mind is not only called Hanako, non-mainstream, but also aliens. However, at this very moment. I think maybe I'm the alien.

The bookshelves in the back row split in half and slowly opened to the sides, revealing a plain white wall with only one door in front of me.

It turns out that I still have a room in my house? In this city where every inch of land is valuable, although the space of my home is not very large, this small dwelling has made me very satisfied. Now I find out that there is also a room, how can this not surprise me a little.

Standing outside the door, I suddenly began to lewd. That room should also be more than ten square meters, and it has appreciated by hundreds of thousands of dollars for this house at once. When my parents were about to leave, they asked someone to tell me that I had this room, which must have been filled with valuable things, just to let me have a happy and prosperous life. Thinking of this, I can't help but look forward to it a little (so unconscionable?). Okay).

The old merchant didn't open the door immediately, but was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, and said in a low voice: "Sure enough, it's here!" I watched him muttering to himself, thinking to myself, you've had enough of your self-absorption, can you explain it to me?

After that, the old merchant slowly sat down on the chair of the desk, took out a cigarette from his pocket, shook his hand vigorously, and the cigarette was lit! I was stunned all of a sudden, what about magic? This is too subverting my worldview, dare we make a TV series?

"Lu Xing, let me reintroduce my identity, my name is 'Lao Shang', and I am an onmyoji." He said casually as he looked at the smoke ring he was spitting out while holding a cigarette in his mouth.

Onmyoji? Exorcist? Taoist??? You say it's a neurosis, and I still believe it. "Your brain...... No problem, right? "That's the only thing I can think of at the moment." That door leads to the 'Yin Yang Entrustment Realm', and now I guess you can't believe what is happening in front of you, so there is no point in taking you there. The old merchant said with his feet crossed on the table and rocking his chair. Although the stench of my feet came through my shoes, I didn't care about such a trivial matter at the moment (it was just a loss of life).

Seeing that I was silent, the old merchant took another puff of cigarette, spit out the smoke ring, straightened up and said to me, "It's your 19th birthday in a few days, right?" I nodded, and the cigarette was burned out, and he threw the cigarette butt everywhere, still shaking the chair: "I'll give you a special birthday present." ”

"What gift, car? Property? Or a red envelope? "In my mind, I guess this is a special gift. I can't imagine that I have a conscience after eating my two pieces of pork liver, and the grace of dripping water should be reciprocated by a spring? "You're the same as your parents said, not only stupid, but also so vulgar?"

Fainted, Mom and Dad said that about me? Biological? "How about I take you to see me once? This gift is special, right? He watched my expression change carefully through the smoke. Are there really ghosts in the world? "After going through so much, at this moment I have long forgotten my correct scientific outlook, and I asked him with interest." You'll find out if you go and see your parents later. He continued. When I heard that I could see my parents, I didn't want to, so I agreed.

"Okay, where the hell are you going?"

"Psychiatric hospital."

“…… Are you going home? ”