Chapter 0001 The Forgotten Woman
"What's the scariest thing that's ever happened to you?"
The woman's mature and beautiful face looked unusually pale in the dim shop.
Faced with her question, I was slightly stunned, and all kinds of imaginations emerged in my mind, but none of them were as terrifying as my current situation.
That means no money.
My name is Li Yunfeng. I make a living from this Feng Shui shop left by my father. I help people tell fortunes, exorcise evil spirits and look at Feng Shui. But I don't have any real skills. I just rely on my mouth to fool people. I'm not even a half-baked person.
So there are almost no customers and it has not been open for a long time.
Survival became my first problem.
"The scariest thing for me is being forgotten."
The woman raised her head, a single bloodshot eye , and she spoke as if asking and answering herself, as if she didn't care whether I answered or not.
"You clearly exist in this world, but no one around you remembers you. All your relatives, friends, and even enemies have lost their memories of you."
"You are alive, but you look like you are dead."
"The scariest thing is that even you have forgotten yourself!"
"Excuse me for interrupting..." I coughed lightly, "Ma'am, what does this have to do with your visit to me?"
I am not interested in her inexplicable words at all.
If the business hadn't been closed for two months, I would have definitely ignored this. She looks like a mentally ill woman.
"I would like you to help me find out what is going on, and most importantly, who I am." The woman looked at me closely with red eyes.
"Sister, for matters like amnesia, it's better for you to find a detective or a doctor! My business scope is: fortune-telling and physiognomy!" I pointed to an old poster with curled edges on the wall.
"I tried, but it's no use. They can't even see me." The woman shook her head in frustration.
"You're not a ghost, so how come they can't see you?" I have already concluded that this woman is not normal. She is quite pretty, but unfortunately she has mental problems.
"Sister, go home early to take medicine. I'm very busy."
The weather was fine today. I saw her walking in under the scorching sun. If she were a ghost, I would perform a handstand peeing routine.
"I'm really not crazy! I'm looking for you because only you can see me!" The woman was anxious, and she grabbed my hand tightly, and moved closer to me with her haggard face, "As long as you help me, I will pay any amount of money!"
Her hands were very cold, not like the temperature of a living person.
"How much money do you have?" I softened my attitude when I heard the word money. After all, a poor man has low ambitions. "I need a deposit first. Five hundred. No bargaining."
"This is all I have on me right now." The woman searched again and again in embarrassment, and finally only took out three crumpled bills.
I took a glance and couldn't help but twitch my mouth.
Two hundred and fifty dollars in total!
"Don't worry, when you find out who I am, I will give you everything I have!" The woman assured me again and again, looking at me nervously, as if I was her last straw.
Two hundred and fifty is two hundred and fifty. No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat. At least it is enough money for this week's food.
After putting the money in my pocket, I looked at the woman with a headache.
She is in her thirties, very beautiful, with a red dress that outlines her curvy figure. But her eyes are dark and her face looks haggard, as if she will collapse at any time.
I know nothing about mental health issues, and I didn't know how to start. After thinking for a while, I asked, "Have you encountered any strange people or things recently?"
"I only have one memory, and that's this phone." The woman took out a black phone and put it on the counter, with a deep fear in her eyes.
The 7.9-inch large-screen mobile phone looks nothing special, but it feels like a piece of ice in the hand, freezing to the bone.
Without password, the lock screen is unlocked directly.
The huge screen is empty, and the only APP looks lonely.
The icon is a black and white square, like the frame of a posthumous photo. It looks a bit creepy, but it is empty inside. There are a few small words "Ghost Story Live Room" written below.
Live streaming software?
Just by listening to the name, you know that it is a strange live broadcast of supernatural adventure. Could it be that she has watched too many live broadcasts of this kind and scared herself silly?
How horrible is the content in there?
I was a little curious and decided to open the software to take a look.
The moment I touched the icon, I felt as if my finger was bitten by something, and it hurt a little. However, this feeling was fleeting, and I didn't care.
I clicked it several times but the software didn't open. It seemed like there was something wrong.
"Sister, your cell phone..." I looked up, but was stunned. The woman who was sitting opposite the counter just now was gone, and the seat was empty.
Ran away secretly?
"What a psycho!" I muttered and threw the black phone into the drawer.
However, with two hundred and fifty dollars in the bank, my mood improved and I prepared to go out for a good meal.
Pulling down the shutter door, I went to the braised chicken rice restaurant that I often go to.
"Have you heard? Someone died again in the Eight Immortals Steamed Bun Shop! The way they died was exactly the same as the previous ones. Their throats were cut and they bled out to death."
"Brave old Zhang went to take a look and said that the blood was everywhere. Not only was the quilt on the bed soaked, but even the walls and the floor were covered ..."
"Oh my god! Don't talk about such bloody things while eating..."
I also know the house that the diners are talking about. It is a short-term rental house located at the very edge of our urban village. It was opened by an elderly couple in a self-built house. It is quite famous in our area.
The old couple used to run a steamed buns shop, and it was said that their business was once very prosperous. However, later someone found a human finger in a bun, and no one dared to go there anymore.
Since the bun shop could no longer be run, the old couple converted their house into a short-term rental property.
But the weird thing is that a female resident dies every six months. It is said that they are all young women with long black hair and red skirts, and they all live in Room 4.
Logically speaking, after such a brutal murder, no one should dare to go to that short-term rental house again, and at the very least, they would not dare to live in Room 4.
But the strange thing is that every six months a woman dies tragically in that room.
The old couple was usually mysterious and rarely interacted with others. Especially the old woman, after the bun shop was closed, no one saw her anymore.
Some people said that they were the murderers. They lured the woman with black hair and red clothes to rent a house and then brutally killed her.
However, this was denied by the police, because the results of the investigation showed that the women committed suicide by cutting their own throats with knives.
Some people also said that there was something dirty in that bun shop , and that he would kill a beautiful woman every six months...
There are many different opinions about what is true and what is false, and there is no definitive conclusion.
I originally wanted to go there to check out the feng shui and earn some commission, but later I gave up the idea because every time I approached the house, I felt extremely cold and my eyelids twitched.
People in our line of work all believe in superstition and would avoid getting involved in weird things if possible.
At night, the urban village, which had been noisy all day, also became quiet.
I closed the door and sat alone in the shop, watching the live game on my phone as usual.
After a few games, it was already late at night.
I stretched and prepared to go to bed, when suddenly the sound of a cell phone vibrating rang out in the quiet shop.
Buzz buzz buzz——
I got goosebumps. My phone was in my hand. Where did the sound come from?
I was panicked for half a second because I saw the light flickering in the counter drawer, and then I remembered that I still had the crazy woman's cell phone in it.
Could it be that she remembered that she left her phone with me and was going to take it back?
I opened the drawer, picked up the phone, and was stunned.
"The anchor's identity has been bound. The first live broadcast location is at the Eight Immortals Baozi Shop. Do you want to open the live broadcast room?" The phone kept vibrating, and a row of blood-red words flashed on the screen.
Below the blood words, there are two options.
whether.
