Big night.

The pawnshop at the entrance of the market was still open, and the shopkeeper was reclining, wearing a melon skin hat, a cotton robe, and a black horse coat with a velvet collar on the outside, and his hands were half-tucked in his sleeves, drowsy.

The snow outside the door is called a big one, and no light can penetrate it, and no matter how tightly the door is closed, there is also a cool breeze that comes in through the cracks, and it is pervasive.

Don't look at this weather, he doesn't open the door if it doesn't snow, others are begging for a better life, but he is begging for a harder life, not bitter, who will sell his sons, daughters and wives, if everyone has a good life, what oil and water can he get from this pawnshop.

The guy on the side was snooking against the wall to take a nap, and when his face hurt coldly, he saw that the mean shopkeeper was holding a peanut in his hand, and he glared at him with squinted eyes, and immediately shivered.

At this time.

"Boom-boom-"

Outside the door, there was a sudden gentle movement.

The shopkeeper yawned, and the man immediately took a step and shouted "coming" in his mouth.

Business is coming.

Push the door open and take a look.

I saw a man covered in snow hurriedly squeezing in, inhaling cool air in his mouth. "Hey, this little wind is really cool!"

The man hurriedly closed the door again, and his neck was so cold that he shrunk his neck.

The shopkeeper's body did not move, and a pair of shrewd and treacherous eyes immediately flipped around, and they glanced at it.

"This master, what do you want to do?"

The man dusted the snow off his body, revealing a face.

It was Su Hongxin.

He stretched out his hand and felt a small yellow croaker come out, and said to himself: "Let's count!"

The counter of this pawnshop is a little high, and I have to lift my chin when I am more than one meter eight.

The shopkeeper took the little yellow croaker and first checked it casually. "Wait a minute, I'll weigh it first!"

Su Hongxin didn't say anything, sat down on the stool, drank the hot tea brought by the guy, and said casually in his mouth: "Shopkeeper, it's really lively outside your door tonight, I almost can't find a place to stay!"

"Lively, guests, aren't you joking, it's in the middle of the night, it's windy and snowy, and you can form ice skates when you pee outside the station, if you can really be lively outside the door, then there is a chance that the people you see are definitely not people!"

Su Hongxin glanced at him with a smile.

"Then tell me, what is it if it is not human?"

The guy came casually: "Of course it's a ghost!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to react, his face turned white, and he subconsciously peeked out of the door, and the guests in front of him only cared about drinking tea, and immediately felt a chill down his spine, very uncomfortable, blown by the cool breeze in the crack of the door, and couldn't stand.

Su Hongxin cocked his thumb outward at this time, and said lightly: "It's not crowded outside the door now!"

"Didn't the guest come to entertain me?"

The shopkeeper glared at the guy fiercely, and said without being salty: "Look, one or two dozen dollars, let's convert it to you according to the market price of thirty-two silver dollars, okay?"

Su Hongxin pursed his lips and smiled.

"That's fine!"

He took a stack of silver dollars from the counter and pointed at the man.

"Do you sell your big jacket and cotton hat?

The guy was looking at the door in a daze, and when he heard this, he first let out an "ah", and then his eyes lit up, and he nodded busily. "Sell, sell, you have a really good eye for the guest, this is my mother's own hand-sewn, it's very warm, I'll take it off to you now!"

Su Hongxin is now so frozen that his snot is almost gone, and he threw two oceans over, and he didn't pay much attention to it, so he put the big gray jacket outside in a suit, and put on the cotton hat again, so that his body was not so cold.

"Okay, let's go!"

Approaching the door, he suddenly turned his head and glanced at the guy who was blowing the silver dollar in front of him. "By the way, let me tell you something, your mother is leaving the door now, she has been hungry for two months, and she will die of eating soil!"

The guy was only left with a thin coat, and he couldn't shrink and look at the silver dollar in his hand, but as soon as Su Hongxin's words fell, his face was already miserable and blue, and he stood on the spot, not even trembling, and then "plopped" and sat on the ground, muttering to himself, and he didn't know what to say.

When he watched Su Hongxin push the door out, and then looked at the wind and snow flying outside the door, he couldn't say anything frightened.

"What he says, it's just a fool like you to believe!"

Although the shopkeeper's face was a little unnatural, he still forced his composure, turned around and bowed to a tablet in the shrine behind him, not the ancestors of his family, but four big characters.

"Our Lady of the Yellow Lotus!"

"I spent a lot of money to invite back such a god, and with the Virgin Mary in charge, even the lonely ghosts and wild ghosts have to go around!"

The guy seemed to have calmed down a bit, but he was still frightened, his hands were folded, and he muttered to the door like a demon: "Mother, don't blame me, it's not that I deliberately didn't go back to see you, it's true, it's difficult for me to feed me alone, and there is a winter famine at home, and I have to starve to death when I go back, don't look for me, I'll burn you more paper money tomorrow, and then burn a big house for you——"

The shopkeeper seemed to be impatient to listen, and scolded and said: "Don't fucking put this god chattering, you coward, hurry up and clean up the shop, it's over today!"

He spat at the door again.

"It's really unlucky, I stayed up in the middle of the night and encountered such a nonsense!"

The guy stood up dejectedly and put away his teacup.

But at this time.

"Bang bang bang-"

The sound of a quick knock on the door suddenly sounded from outside the door, abruptly, in the dead of night, coupled with Su Hongxin's words before, the man's heart almost didn't jump out of his throat just now, a trembling spirit made him urinate, the teacup in his hand fell, and he didn't dare to breathe in fright, his eyes stared at the door directly, and his eyes were bloodshot.

The shopkeeper was still squinting at the little yellow croaker under the lamplight, and when he heard the knock on the door, he was also trembling.

The knock on the door was too urgent, urgent and loud, like gongs and drums, and the door shook non-stop, which was not a good sign.

Anyone who knows the rules knows.

This kind of knocking on the door is mournful and unlucky.

Seeing that the guy seemed to be frightened, the shopkeeper swallowed and salivated, and greeted the door with a dry throat.

"Who?"

The knock on the door, which had been hurried, immediately stopped.

"Sixth son, are you in there?"

An old hoarse voice suddenly came in, and the crack of the door was even darker, as if a person was lying on his stomach.

The guy who was scared of a sentence was about to stop breathing, the shopkeeper's scalp exploded, he almost didn't cry, his legs were weak, and he crawled behind the counter, hugged the tablet of "Our Lady of the Yellow Lotus" in his arms, shrunk into the corner, and kept trembling in his mouth: "Our Lady bless, Our Lady bless-"

"Mother, I'm not a human, I'm not as good as a beast, but my son knows that it's wrong, you spare me this time, you can spare me-"

The guy knelt on the ground and kowtowed like pounding garlic, crying and urinating, and finally simply smoked by himself, his big mouth was rounded, and there were a lot of snot and tears.

For a long time, there was no movement outside the door, only the voice of the shopkeeper begging for protection.

The guy also slowly stopped, he swallowed dryly, pouted his ass and fell to his knees, his face almost soaked in urine.

After waiting for a long time, seeing that there was really no movement, he raised his head little by little, but when he raised his eyes, the man's expression froze, his pupils dilated, and he never swallowed it anymore.

Front.

An old and gloomy face that was so thin that only skin and bones were looking at him with black hole eyes.

......

"Bang Bang Bang-"

The drum rang three times, and the night was three watches.

In a small tavern around the corner.

"This master, the food you want, and a pot of burning knives, please use it slowly!"

The boss went down after greeting him.

Su Hongxin casually took a bowl of rice, took two chopsticks, inserted them vertically on the head of the rice, and then put it outside the half-hidden door, and saw that he didn't look back, just ate and drink, and said vaguely: "I wore the clothes you sewn, gave you a hot mouthful, and got out of here after eating, if you dare to entangle it again, I will kill you!"

The wind and snow outside the door were very urgent, but the strange thing was that the heat overflowing from the bowl of rice was condensed but not dispersed, like silk, floating up like a coiled dragon along the chopsticks, and I don't know where it was going.

The night was getting deeper.

As soon as the wind and snow passed, faintly, under the mottled stone edge, there seemed to be an old woman squatting with a cloak of hair, leaning over and eating food......