In the afternoon, the sun is just right, and it makes you sleepy. Spring sleepiness, lack of autumn and summer nap hibernation, every day is a good day to sleep! In such a seaside city, the salty and humid air and the lazy sunshine are simply the best lullaby. Sanwang was lying on the table, and Fei Ge was lying at her feet, their eyes half-squinting in sync.

In a store without customers, it always feels like you can pull down the shutter at any time.

There was a sound of footsteps at the door, Fei Ge turned his ears alertly, Sanwang half-opened his eyes, and someone walked in.

She was half-straight, and this afternoon point was probably someone asking for directions.

The figure of the man stood in front of her, and she saw that it was the policeman, the man in white.

He smiled and apologized: "I'm sorry to scare you." ”

Sanwang's loose hair covered half of his face, and he put on his glasses in a panic.

His voice was soft: "I wanted to ask if there was anyone special you've seen lately?"

"Huh?!" Sanwang half-opened his mouth, stunned.

He half-sideways pointed to the subway entrance and said, "You can see the subway exit from your store, have you seen any strange people or things?"

"What do you mean?" Sanwang looked at him stunned.

"For example, a woman with long braids, maybe a girl. He is about 20 to 30 years old. He asked sincerely.

Sanwang lowered his head, lowered his eyes, and pretended to think, this guy can't doubt me, right?

"Is it a bad guy?" asked Sanwang tentatively.

"Ah, no, yes, a witness! yes, a witness. He seemed to have found an affirmative statement.

"No!" replied dryly.

He sighed slightly and looked behind her. Sanwang looked back and followed his gaze to see the black umbrella, standing upright in the corner.

"Don't girls like to fold umbrellas?" he asked.

She thought of all the details and forgot to put away the umbrella. What a failure!

"On typhoon days, folding umbrellas are easy to flip. Large umbrellas are in vogue nowadays. She pushed the glasses off her face.

"Hmm!" he paced thoughtfully, looking around. Suddenly, he turned around and asked, "Why is this shop called Sanwang? He smiled like a detective.

"That's my name. Sanwang looked at him calmly.

"Your name is Sanwang?" he said in surprise, "There are very few girls with such names these days." ”

"Well, probably because I'm easy to forget!" Sanwang took the rag on the side and began to wipe the flower stand and lattice, making a gesture of sending off guests.

"Aren't all names given before birth, or by parents when they were born?" he walked up to Sanwang and said seemingly casually, "I shouldn't have remembered at that time!"

She looked up at him, was silent for a while, and said, "My name was chosen later, and my parents left very early. ”

He stopped and said a little embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to mention your sadness. ”

Sanwang turned around, continued the work at hand, and said indifferently: "I'm used to it." ”

Seeing that the shopkeeper had not turned around, he knew that there was no reason to stay any longer, so he said, "Excuse me." Thank you!

The sound of his footsteps was far away, and Sanwang raised his head and stared at the figure disappearing from sight at the door of the store.

She let out a long breath, and Fei Ge rubbed his head against him.

She said to it leisurely, "Looks like I'm going to buy a new umbrella." ”

The haze of the previous days was swept away by the day's sunshine, and the heat on the road at eleven o'clock in the evening gradually dissipated. Sanwang and Feige get off work on time and lock the door, and they always want to make her happy when they run before and after running all the way. Sanwang's preoccupied look made it very worried. The black cat's eyes lingered in front of her, like a familiar old man. It's just that I can't find any clues to look for in my memory, and I can't even grasp the slightest, which is really desperate. The night breeze swept over and swirled around his feet, and he had something in his heart, so he naturally ignored the weekday things around him. The meat seller shouted, "You forgot to take fresh bones." She stopped, and then smiled apologetically at Phineas, who was standing next to the butcher stall waiting for her.

Gather in!, she comforted herself. After buying something, she said to Fei Ge: "It's not a big deal, it's just my delusion." What a fuss!" The wind around his feet became stronger and stronger, and Fei Ge shouted loudly, not uneasy, but always chasing his tail, as if he was playing hide and seek.

Sanwang drank it, after all, it was not a good thing for a big dog to go crazy on the street in the middle of the night.

Fei Ge wagked his tail and jogged home with her, looking back at his own tail from time to time. The flickering street lights are suspicious. Sanwang recited the mantra of Bodo, calmed his mind and cleared his eyes, and sure enough, there was a weak and dim cloud the size of a leather ball on Feige's tail, and there was not much left of this broken soul. She beckoned, and her soul stumbled into her palm, becoming as small as the flame of a candle. The streets are full of cameras, and Sanwang doesn't want to let go and boldly collect his soul.

When I returned home, packed up the ingredients, and prepared supper for Fei Ge, I forgot that the five fingers of my right hand stretched out, and the small flame jumped out, rolled to the ground, and ran straight to Fei Ge. Fei Ge stopped eating, and played with the invisible thing again.

San Wangyi was suspicious, Fei Ge has always disliked these things, why is he so gentle today.

The Bhata mantra slowly spread throughout the room, and Fei Ge lay quietly on the floor, his ears drooping and his eyes full of tenderness. The yellow ball slowly unfolded, and the image gradually became clearer, and when it grew to about one meter and two, it stopped. It was shaped like a child, but its face was blurred and its voice was very quiet. This soul must have been torn apart by other things, and there were less than three layers of seven souls left. She slowly passed the golden light in her hand, not daring to exert force, and sure enough, after a while, the volume increased several times.

"Little sister, thank you, your golden light is so comfortable. It was a little boy's voice.

"Who are you, and why are you on the street?" asked him.

"I'm Xiaoliang. I don't know where to go, there's always bad people trying to bully me. There was grievance in his voice.

"How long have you been like this?" Sanfu really couldn't bear to say the word death.

"Well, it's been days. "Yesterday, today, tomorrow...... Well, it's been many, many days anyway. ”

"Why don't you go to the guide?" asked Sanobli, puzzled.

"Who's the guide? I don't see it!" he crouched down and leaned against Phineas.

Probably the soul collector was too busy and missed the child's soul.

"You just said someone was bullying you?" asked Sanwang as he approached him.

He replied intermittently, "There was a madwoman who tore off half of my body, and a cat who took my hair." ”

Cats! It's cats again.

"Is it a black cat?" asked Sanwang as he stepped forward.

"Well, it's a big black cat, I can't run fast, I was sucked out of my hair, but fortunately I escaped when the clouds and smoke scattered. He said aggrievedly.

The clouds and smoke dispersed, and there was a layer of gas that collided when ordinary people poured out the ashes of the burning ashes in the incense burner. Because it is a sacrificial object, it is not a big problem for the soul, but the evil spirit hates this kind of breath.

Sanwang said to him: "Fortunately, you have a big life!" It's funny to think about yourself, this kid is not a person who really has a life.

"Sister, can you take me in?" he asked, and Fei Ge barked softly, as if in solidarity.

Receiving a half-soul in a week, is it considered an excess?

Sanwang smiled and said, "It's okay in a few days, and in a few days, I'll send you somewhere else." ”

He didn't seem to object, and played with Phineas.

The next morning, when the sun was about to rise overhead, a man came running into the store.

"You girl, if you are not famous, you are so famous, you are famous and shocking the world!" There is only one person in the world who dares to speak loudly to Sanwang without heart and lungs.

"What?" she looked up at the comer.

"Aren't you looking at your phone? Don't you scroll through Weibo?" looked at her like a monster in the other direction.

She lowered her head and looked at the book in her hand again, pretended to flip through it, and said boredly, "Master, can you change your clothes?"

This person is none other than Master Hu Zishuo, who led me to become a soul collector.

I can't really figure out how old he is. One thing is for sure, when Sanwang died, he had been in this world for many years.

Now he looks like an old man in his fifties and sixties, but he is wearing a colorful and trendy T-shirt, and a silver dangling chain hangs around his neck, which is thicker than Feige's dog chain. He wore a pair of long black military boots on his feet, and more than a dozen large pockets on his fat pants. A straw hat was buttoned above his head, his skin was tanned, and his eyes were fixed on Sanwang.

"Girl, you really don't understand trends!" he sighed and shook his head.

"What's the difference between you and a madman on the street?" Sanwang looked down at his book, too lazy to pay attention to his fancy clothes.

"Crazy, crazy people are the most sober people in the world! I can't compare to them!" he leaned over and said mysteriously, "You haven't even squeaked in such a big trouble these days?"

"What's wrong?" Sanwang looked up at him, "What happened to me?"

"The whole world is looking for girls with long braids wearing masks. "He took out his phone and showed me the picture, which was the picture of me saving people in the subway the other day.

"Whew, your mask is ugly. He looked at me and said, "How do you get this pattern on your face?"

"Someone else's, just borrow it and use it. Sanwang flipped a page and continued to stare at the book, not reading a single word.

"You didn't catch the evil spirit?" he asked, looking incredulous.

"There was a black cat who broke the Bhadojin curse. Sanhan replied cautiously.

"Black cat?" he thought for a while and said, "The news didn't say there was a black cat!"

He glanced at Fei Ge, and said with a big change in his face: "You even have a little ghost?!"

Sanwang looked at the ball on Fei Ge's tail, and said helplessly, "Isn't this just what I want to tell you?"