I've long believed in the dogma of running away if you can't fight, and while our profession doesn't necessarily have to be dealt with by "fighting" every time, at least at first when we come into contact with such incidents, the fundamental position is that of the ghosts. For example, what I saw in Mr. Fan's DV machine this time, the female ghost slowly gathered together, and then stared at the camera closely, which may seem to us to be a very scary scene, but maybe for the female ghost herself, it may just react instinctively, or even feel curious. Therefore, before everything is conclusive, the most taboo for us is to rashly expose our identities and cause unnecessary trouble.

The female clerk standing at the door of the store was still looking at me and Hu Zongren from time to time, and soon, she also found the compass in my hand. I pretended not to notice and continued to look at the compass while pretending to admire the costumes. I knew that even though she noticed something unusual about me, she didn't have any evidence against me, so I was able to hold on for a while. I also made a point of wandering around her, still observing the compass, but letting her see what I was holding in my hand, to show that although I had a compass, you should not think that I was some kind of magic stick or something, even though I was.

After a while, Hu Zongren walked up to me, leaned into my ear and whispered to me, have you finished the inspection? I nodded and said I had checked it out. He asked me again, is the situation annoying? I said maybe a little, the female ghost here is not here to seek revenge, and she is not confused, she has a strong consciousness, and she has a direct connection with something in this store. It could be a wig on the model, it could be a certain piece of clothing. Hu Zongren asked me again, what should we do now? I said that Mr. Fan said that every day when this place is closed, the shopkeeper himself locks the door, if we wait, we will definitely be able to wait, and then we will find a way.

After finishing speaking, Hu Zongren and I pretended not to look at the clothes in the store, and whistled and pretended to be okay and walked out of the store. I don't have to look back, I can tell that the clerk looked at us with a strange look. There were still two or three hours before the closing time, so Hu Zongren and I began to wander around the Liberation Monument. I am a person with a good sense of direction, and the Liberation Monument is a place where every Chongqing person will inevitably come, but I come here almost most of the time to accompany Sister Cai to buy things, and I naturally hate shopping, and I often regard visiting the Liberation Monument as a kind of mental and mental and even physical training. And the Liberation Monument Pedestrian Street is very much like a huge crossroads, and the monument is in the middle of the crossroads, and because of this, I get lost here every time, because I see that the four gaps all look the same. So Hu Zongren and I found a delicious street in the Liberation Monument, ate a lot of meat skewers, squid whiskers, etc., after we talked with a strong garlic smell, the sky gradually began to darken, and the street lights of the Liberation Monument Pedestrian Street were lit, which means that some stores are about to close.

Hu Zongren and I bought a bottle of mineral water, sat on a stool under the tree, rested and cooled off, while observing the situation of the store, and by the way, we also looked at the long-legged beauties who came and went. It was close to 7:30 p.m., and there was still an endless stream of people on the street, and many men and women in love walked together on the pedestrian street under the street lamp, either dating or cheating. Just as Hu Zongren was discussing the backs of those girls, there was a sound of slamming the door in my ears.

We turned our heads to see a man who was pulling the bottom of the roller shutter door with an iron hook, and he was the shopkeeper we had seen in the video earlier. Usually, when the door closes, the lights in the store are turned off so that you can leave directly after closing the door. But the store is still brightly lit, which means that this guy will not leave for the time being, and must be in the store to kiss me and me in the store after closing the door as before. So Hu Zongren and I exchanged glances, then stood up and walked towards the shopkeeper who was pulling the door.

Seeing that the shopkeeper was about to start pulling the door, Hu Zongren ran over in three steps and two steps, and then patted the shopkeeper on the shoulder from behind, so the shopkeeper turned around and looked at Hu Zongren blankly. I walked behind, but I noticed that when Hu Zongren saw the shopkeeper, there was still a flash of surprise on his face. It wasn't until I walked up to him that I noticed that Hu Zongren was surprised because of the shopkeeper's face. Usually we judge what a person's life is, often can get some news from the face, the shopkeeper in front of him, in his forties, but already has a lot of wrinkles, his face is yellow and the skin quality is very poor, there are eye bags and dark circles under his eyes to prove that he is often not rested, the most peculiar thing is that his dark circles are not black, but the kind of color with bruises, the eyes that are not big are full of bloodshots, even the nose hair has not been trimmed, a few sticks to the outside of the nostrils. The dark red dark circles under the eyes are a danger signal, if a person does not look very haggard mentally, but has eye circles that do not match the mental state, this kind of person is a weak person, and the weak person is easy to be targeted by ghosts, and even imperceptibly affected.

The shopkeeper smiled and said to Hu Zongren, I'm sorry we have closed, can you come back tomorrow? The owner has a good attitude and speaks loudly. Hu Zongren also smiled and said to the shopkeeper, That's the case, the two of us want to talk to you carefully, we were entrusted by a person who cares about you to do this, can you delay a little time? Hearing Hu Zongren say this, the shopkeeper immediately had a puzzled expression, and he began to look a little guarded. He said to Hu Zongren, who entrusted you to come, and what is the situation now? I interjected and said, in fact, it's not a big deal, it's just to learn something from you, just ask you something. At this time, the shopkeeper began to appear obviously impatient, and he looked a little unhappy and said, I have nothing to say, you can go, I am closing.

With that, he began to pull the shutter door downward. When he reached Hu Zongren's height, Hu Zongren suddenly stretched out his hand to support the door that was being pulled down, and then said to the shopkeeper with a hippie smile, "Boss, you haven't turned off the lights yet, do you still want to go into the house?" The shopkeeper said angrily, "Get out of the way, or I'll call the police!" Hu Zongren suddenly stretched out a hand and pushed the shopkeeper towards the store, and pushed him in, and then he got into it himself, and I followed into the store, and then helped the shopkeeper pull the door down and close it very responsibly.

The shopkeeper felt that Hu Zongren's push was making trouble, so he verbally threatened me and Hu Zongren, and at the same time took out the phone and prepared to call the police. Hu Zongren said to him, I suggest you don't call the police, we know why you are still in the store after closing, tell you the truth, we all know what you did in the store! Hu Zongren's voice was very loud, and this voice directly frightened the shopkeeper. He said hesitantly, I have to take stock every day, of course I have to stay in the store after work, and this is my own store, what does it have to do with you. Hu Zongren took out the DV machine that Mr. Fan gave us earlier, took it in his hand and shook it at the shopkeeper and said, are you really taking inventory? You're probably in love with someone.

When the shopkeeper saw the DV in his hand, he was shocked at first, and then pointed to Hu Zongren's nose and said, It turns out that the people who secretly took pictures in my store a few days ago are the two of you! Hu Zongren said, it wasn't filmed by us, and it was none of our business, but this photographed thing is not like that, in other words, do you know what happened to you? The shopkeeper was still stiff-mouthed, and said, I don't know you, I can talk to whoever I like, you don't care, my store is my private place, if you don't give me a fuck quickly, I'll really call the police!

Hu Zongren asked him, are you waiting for someone to drive us away in such a hurry? The shopkeeper said, "You don't have to worry about it." Hu Zongren said, so you close the front door every day, and then open the back door, just so that the people you are waiting for come in, right? The shopkeeper didn't speak, just picked up the phone and started dialing. I know that if this phone call is made, things may be messed up, and it may not be so easy to check again in the future. So I said to the shopkeeper, "Sir, you have hit a ghost, do you know the way?"

My voice was also very loud, but as soon as I said this, the shopkeeper actually stopped making the phone, looked at us, looked at us with an incredulous expression, and asked me after a while, what did you say? Did I hit a ghost? So I said to him, every night after you close the door, you are in the store with a woman to talk to me, and often give her different clothes to wear, you care about her very much, you have bruises under your eyes, this is the ironclad evidence that you hit the ghost, a few days ago when you noticed that someone was secretly filming, you just took a set of clothes out to prepare to change into that woman, but you didn't have time, am I right?

Actually, I saw these things directly from the DV, and from the beginning I suspected that the shopkeeper was blinded by ghosts. Some of the things he saw were not necessarily the same as what we saw, and this situation was very similar to the practice of some great immortals in the Northern Immortal Family. I heard a story a long time ago, a Xiucai who went to Beijing to take the exam, rescued a tanuki in the mountains, and the tanuki turned out to be a cultivated immortal, so he repaid him, turned a ruined temple into a luxurious house, and turned himself into a beauty, and gave Xiucai a lot of delicious food but it was made of dirt and leaves. But all of this is influenced by one's own energy on the living, and it is all an illusion, not real. There are relatively few things in the southern immortal family, but once the ghost is blinded by people's eyes, it can also cause people to have a kind of hallucination, making people feel that some things that seem extremely abnormal to outsiders are taken for granted in the eyes of those who are fascinated. This explains why the shopkeeper didn't realize how strange it was for him to fall in love with a plastic model.

The shopkeeper slowly put down the phone in his hand. I knew that he was starting to believe me, so I told him that if you don't let us help you in this matter, your energy will definitely become more and more exhausted, and you will drag yourself to death at the end of the day. The shopkeeper stopped talking, and I asked him again, "Would you like to talk to us now?"