It's summer, it's the rainy season again, and the air is damp and stuffy, which makes people feel upset.

Because of the heavy rain, my paper shop has no business for more than ten days, and the days are getting tighter and tighter.

I don't know why I've been flustered lately, and my eyelids are jumping, but I didn't take it seriously, it should be caused by malnutrition.

I don't have a business, and I don't have money to eat, so what should I do? Go to bed when you're hungry.

Just as I was sleeping, there was a knock on the door, and who was in the middle of the night, got up impatiently to open the door.

As soon as the door was opened, the rain outside overflowed into the house a lot, and three or four people were barefoot, dressed neatly, and the patterns on the clothes were somewhat familiar, but they couldn't remember what they were for a while.

The faces of several people were very abnormal, and I didn't think much about it, maybe it had rained recently and it was a little cold.

"It's the middle of the night, what's the matter?" I rubbed my hands together and tried to send them away so that they could close the door quickly, or my little shop would be flooded.

One of them was expressionless: "When do people die?" ”

Another person spoke: "Death is in a hurry, come and pick something." ”

As soon as I heard that I had come to buy something, I was also happy, and finally had a business, so I hurriedly invited them into the house and turned on the headlights again.

The lights are flickering on and off, and it is estimated that the circuit is aging.

"Can you turn the lights off? I have a sick eye and can't see bright light. ”

I immediately turned off the lights in response, and it was raining heavily outside, but fortunately, lightning could occasionally illuminate the house.

But the strange thing is that these people walk lightly, and it feels like they are stepping on cotton under their feet, and I still don't think much about it, because they look quite thin.

I picked up the rain-soaked paper figure and sighed, most likely I couldn't sell it.

The men also seemed to see: "We'll come and get it tomorrow." ”

Breathe a sigh of relief, I'll be relieved to pick up the goods tomorrow.

They picked a lot of things, and for a while they couldn't control their laughter from ear to ear, and finally came up with a big order.

"You're glad you're dead, aren't you?" It was too dark to see who said it.

Although I have already answered in my heart that I am very happy, but the customer is God, and God's relatives are dead, how can I be happy?

The answer on the lips is definitely no, and he immediately denied it.

Another lightning struck, and the dark and silent room was much brighter in an instant, and the white light shone on the indifferent faces of several people, looking a little eerie.

No one spoke, and after a while they didn't know who said it, but they needed four coffins plastered with cinnabar, and asked me where they sold them.

Thinking of Uncle Wang's coffin shop next door, I was an orphan and was brought up by Uncle Wang.

But the rain was so heavy that the ground began to smoke, and the fog was so foggy that I couldn't see anything clearly.

After following Uncle Wang for so many years, I know more or less that this cinnabar coffin is specially for people who are dying, but because this is someone's privacy, I didn't ask much, thinking that Uncle Wang would definitely be able to have it, so I agreed to it.

The men nodded and looked out the window at the heavy rain, and for a while they couldn't leave, so they discussed me and them having some fun.

It's okay, I asked them if they can play dice, this dice is my best, and I can be called the god of gambling.

Everyone agreed, and I went to the back room and took out the dice and played with them with confidence.

At first they said that they were playing with money, and I was a little hesitant to uncover the pot, but when I thought of my strength in playing dice, I agreed.

I don't know why this night, my luck was very bad, and I lost.

Seeing that I was about to feed all the money I had just earned, the rain stopped and the sky was almost dawn.

Those people didn't hesitate, looked at each other a few times, and immediately left.

There were not a few left, and I had no money to eat again, so I began to regret it, and went back to the back room to sit on the bed and began to tie up new things.

The more I think about it, the more wrong it becomes, are they out of the way!

Just thinking about it, Uncle Wang pushed the door in with breakfast, I was very grateful to Uncle Wang, if he hadn't given me food, I would have starved to death on the street.

As soon as he went to the back room, he saw that the rice bowl in my hand had fallen to the ground and shattered into half, which frightened me.

I was really hungry, and I was distressed, and I was about to pick up the food on the ground.

A pair of big hands pressed my shoulders hard, and he stared at my face with a serious expression: "What did you do yesterday!" ”

What are you doing? Why did Uncle Wang ask this, I didn't hide it from him.

"How much did you lose?"

"There are only fifty left."

Uncle Wang immediately patted his forehead and pressed my shoulder again, and the volume suddenly increased: "Do you know that it is a dead man!" You spent the night playing with the dead. ”

As soon as I heard this, my scalp was about to explode, and I actually played with the dead man for a night, like a thunderbolt from the blue, and shattered my little heart, and I began to say incoherently: "What...... Do it, uncle. ”

Thinking of the clothes that those people wore last night, I gasped, no wonder the pattern of the clothes looked familiar, that was the shroud.

Looking at Uncle Wang's serious expression, the more I thought about it, the more I regretted it, no wonder my eyelids were beating in a panic recently, this is the case with the co-authorship, if I had found out earlier that it was not rare to have two jujubes, I would not have been like this.

With a sigh, he paced back and forth in the room again, and at last he hurried back to the coffin shop and brought back a necklace for me.

The necklace is not important, what matters is the pendant on its head, an iron moment with a delicate charm, but unfortunately I can't read it. Uncle Wang only told me that this was to ward off evil spirits.

Just when I thought I could get through this safely, Uncle Wang's words frightened me again.

"Did they say when they were coming to pick up something?"

As if expecting something, I said with some trembling: "Tomorrow." ”

"They'll take you away."