Some time ago, the story of the little white rabbit and a hundred steamed buns was very popular, about a little white rabbit for three consecutive days to ask the owner of the steamed bun shop if there were a hundred steamed buns, the boss said no two days ago, and on the third day, after the boss prepared a hundred steamed buns, the little white rabbit asked for a cookcake!

In the past few days, I have also encountered this cheating father, but my family does not open a steamed bun shop, but a coffin shop.

My name is Wu Dao, and I have lived with my grandfather since I was a child, and I live on this coffin shop in the town.

That day, my grandfather had to go to Linxian to do a white business, and it would take several days to come back, and the coffin shop was originally going to be closed, but I happened to be at home during the winter vacation, so my grandfather asked me to watch the coffin shop.

That evening, when I was preparing to make a proof, a very strange young woman suddenly came to the store.

The woman was about twenty-five or sixteen years old, and she was very beautiful, but she was dressed in a rustic way, with a red turtleneck sweater on the top and a pair of tight-fitting flared jeans on the bottom, which looked a bit like the dress of the nineties of the last century.

Her face was also a little pale, and she didn't speak when she came in, but kept staring at me with her eyes, which made me feel a flutter in my heart, and I hurriedly asked her what was the matter.

The woman paused for two seconds, and then said, "Are there seven unpainted red coffins?"

I was stunned when I heard this, and subconsciously replied no, and just as I was about to explain something to her, the girl let out a sigh and turned and walked out of the coffin shop.

At that time, I didn't pay much attention to it, thinking that this woman was teasing me, so I closed the shop and went online.

Who knew that in the evening of the next day, the woman came again, she was still dressed as yesterday, and even her expression was exactly the same as the day before, she stared at me for a while, and then asked us if there were seven unpainted red coffins here.

This time, I felt a little strange, could this woman be serious? So I wanted to talk to her more, and wanted her to pay a deposit or something, but I hadn't said anything, and as I had done yesterday, the woman seemed to know that our store was out of stock, so she let out another oh and left.

I was a little angry in my heart at the time, thinking that this is a steamed bun shop, even if you really want seven red coffins, you have to let me take the time to ask a carpenter to make it.

Although I felt strange in my heart, I still didn't pay much attention to the fact that the coffin shop didn't encounter something strange in the year, but at the same time on the third day, the woman came again and asked me the same question.

This time, I felt that something was wrong, so after the woman left, I called my grandfather and explained the situation.

When my grandfather heard this, he scolded me on the phone, saying why I didn't call him earlier.

I thought my grandfather was blaming me for losing a big business, so I explained that I thought the woman was joking, but grandpa didn't mean that at all, he said that this thing was very weird, and he was afraid that I had hit something dirty.

I was startled and hurriedly asked my grandfather why he said that.

Grandpa explained that this coffin is not painted red, where does it come from? Even the coffin made of mahogany has only a slight dark reddish tinge.

There are also two meanings of this red coffin, the first is "happy coffin", which is the kind of old man over 90 years old who is over 90 years old and mourns after normal death, but who will die seven old people over 90 years old at the same time? Another meaning is "blood coffin", and only people who died tragically will use this kind of coffin.

As soon as I heard this, a cold sweat broke out on my back at that time, this is not necessary to consider at all, it is definitely the second possibility, I was also a little scared in my heart, and hurriedly asked my grandfather what to do now.

The grandfather on the other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds, and then said that his business was not finished yet, and he would not be back in two days, and if the woman came again tomorrow, you would say that it was in stock, but you must not ask her for a deposit, just let her come and pick it up the next day.

If the woman nodded yes, immediately go to the god hexagram Zuo Daoyin at the back of the town, ask him to help figure out what the hell is going on, and then ask him to tell you the solution.

If the woman didn't agree, she was chased away and warned not to make trouble in the future, and if she dared to come, she would call the police.

After hanging up the phone, my heart kept going up and down, and the next day, still in the evening, the woman really came again.

She was still dressed like that, her face was still a little pale, and after staring at me for a few seconds, she asked me if there were seven unpainted red coffins here.

Yes! I plucked up the courage to say this word, and I felt my heart beat to my throat, and then I didn't wait for her to react, and immediately said: If you want, come and get it tomorrow.

Oh.

I didn't expect the woman to answer such a word, and then turned around and left.

What is this? Do you want you to give me a letter of approval, I immediately chased out, wanted to ask the truth, but I didn't expect the woman to leave so quickly, she just left on the front foot, and I chased out on the back foot and disappeared.

I was out of trouble now, so I immediately called my grandfather, but I don't know if the signal on his side is not good and I can't get through for the time being.

Seeing that it was already dark, I really didn't dare to stay alone in the coffin shop when I encountered this strange thing, so I decided to follow my grandfather's instructions and go to Zuo Daoyin for help.

Our street is called White Street, the reason why we got this name is because almost half of the shops on this street are engaged in white business, and on this white street, there are two people who are the most famous in Shili and Eight Townships, one is the coffin maker Wu Zhenlong, that is, my grandfather, and the other is the divine hexagram Zuo Daoyin, because they are both people with real skills.

By the time I arrived at Zuo Daoyin's house, it was completely dark.

Zuo Daoyin was in his early sixties, probably because there were too many fortune tellers leaking in the early years, and there were abscesses everywhere on his body, and after the abscess healed, he left a lot of scars, which looked very terrible on his face, like the face of a toad.

He had a miserable life, losing his wife in middle age, losing his son when he was old, and his evening was very bleak, and he lived on the government's meager relief money on weekdays.

These experiences have made his personality withdrawn and eccentric, and since a few years ago, he has rarely given fortune tellers anymore, and he is alone at home on weekdays, and no one knows what he is doing at home.

If it weren't for this incident, I wouldn't have come to Zuo Daoyin's house on weekdays, and I would even walk around the road, because this two-story old house would make people feel bad luck through the door.

After I explained my intention to Zuo Daoyin, his somewhat pale glaucoma suddenly stared straight at me, and his expression became a little strange.

I gasped in fright, and hurriedly said Grandpa Zuo, I didn't joke with you, the real thing, it was my grandfather who asked me to come to you.

Zuo Daoyin was silent for a moment after hearing this, then asked me to wait for a while, and then went upstairs alone.

His house is made of wooden planks, and stepping on the stairs will make a boastful sound, as if he will step on it at any time, and there was such an incident in our White Street before, saying that an outsider thief stole to Zuo Daoyin's house, went to the second floor, and did not know what he saw, and finally was frightened crazy.

After that, it was rumored that Zuo Dao raised a ghost on the second floor of his house, and he didn't know if it was true or not.

A few minutes later, Zuo Daoyin walked down from the upper floor with a flat-bottomed broken bowl with a piece of yellow paper and three copper coins in the bowl.

Then he asked for my birthday, wrote it on the yellow piece of paper, burned it into the bowl, and then threw the three copper coins into the bowl, and when he had dropped them, he began to fiddle with them with his hands.

I kept standing next to Zuo Daoyin, watching him fiddle with the copper coins in the bowl, and my heart was always up and down, and the palms and backs of my hands were full of sweat.

He had been doing this for a long time, and his fingers were fiddling with the bowl at different times until his hand was in place, and then he turned his head to look at me nervously.

I was startled and hurriedly asked him what was wrong.

Zuo Daoyin frowned, and his voice trembled a little when he spoke: "That woman, not a person!" ”