Chapter 0023 Another one
I looked at the man warily, with my knife-holding hand behind my back.
The man obviously noticed that I was looking at him. After burning incense, he turned around and greeted me.
"Hello, my name is Wuming. We are all in the same room tonight, I hope everything is safe!"
It seemed like he had something else to say. After he finished speaking, he found a place to sit down and didn't say anything else. He looked taciturn.
Nameless? What the hell is that?
I repeatedly observed and compared with my naked eyes and the mobile phone in the live broadcast room, and did not find anything unusual about this man named Wuming .
He seemed like a real person.
But who would do such a thing as staying in a coffin shop in the middle of the night? Even if I could spend the night under the eaves of a shop outside, it would be better than here!
Judging from his attire, he doesn't seem to be a homeless beggar. What is his purpose in entering the coffin shop at this time?
His words just now seemed to hint at something, but he didn't say it clearly, making it hard to figure out. No matter what, we have to be careful and on guard.
He was guessing all kinds of things in his mind, but he remained calm on the surface.
Now, in addition to keeping an eye on the four coffins, she also has to be on guard against the men, which is very stressful.
"Fuck, why is there a man here this time? Anchor, you have changed. You even learned how to pick up soap!"
"What a strong taste! The image is eye-irritating just thinking about it!"
"Protest! Serious protest! We want to see fair-skinned and beautiful girls!"
"Anyway, I can't bear to watch it anymore. Is there any pretty girl who wants to play games with me? I'll take you flying!"
After taking a glance at the live broadcast room, I couldn't help but feel upset. Not only was there no one giving any rewards, but the popularity had also dropped by half.
Boom boom boom!
At this moment, there was another knock on the door.
Is anyone else coming?
I stood up suddenly and took a look at the tall and thin man named Wuming.
He had a blank expression on his face and it was unclear what he was thinking. He seemed indifferent to the knock on the door.
Boom boom boom, boom boom boom.
The knocking on the door continued.
I looked at the door in doubt and surprise, holding the multi-purpose knife tightly in my hand.
The knock on the door happened three times, and then a woman's faint voice came from outside.
"Today is my father's memorial day, and I'm here to burn some paper for him." The woman's voice was distorted by the night wind, and it sounded scary.
No one asked her, who was she answering?
Then, the dark door creaked open, and a woman in a red dress appeared outside the door carrying a bamboo basket.
Another red dress?!
My eyelids were twitching. After what happened with Sister Hong, I became allergic to women wearing red dresses.
"Excuse me." The woman stood at the door and nodded politely before walking in leisurely with a basket on her shoulder.
She also wore a red dress and black hair, but her appearance was completely different from Sister Hong. Her black hair was braided into a pigtail and draped over her shoulders. Her eyes were clear and gentle. She was elegant and refined even without any makeup.
I used my mobile phone in the live broadcast room to observe the woman, and sure enough, the viewers were excited again.
"Finally, my beloved little sister in red!"
"She seems to be a different person from last time. She is even prettier. Love it !"
The netizen who threatened to give a reward kept his promise, and the live broadcast room received a pair of golden boy and jade girl, worth 1,000 ghost money.
Seeing two grown men in the lobby, the woman was slightly surprised, but she said nothing. Like the man named Wuming, she went to the altar to burn incense first.
Looking at the woman's graceful back, I began to wonder in my heart, why did they all have to burn incense? Is this the unspoken rule of the coffin shop?
Should I make up for it then?
"Hello, my name is A Xiang. We are living in the same room tonight. I hope everyone is safe and sound." After burning incense, the woman turned around and smiled at me and Wuming.
The same words again.
Wuming acted as if he didn't see anything and his expression remained calm. Out of politeness, I nodded to the woman named A Xiang.
Although nothing horrible has happened openly so far, the atmosphere is becoming increasingly weird.
Then, something even more unexpected happened.
Ah Xiang actually carried the basket, walked to the opposite side of the second black coffin, and slowly knelt down.
"Dad, I'm here to see you."
She wiped her eyes with a sad expression, took out yellow paper from the basket, and burned it one by one.
"What?"
Is there really a dead person in the coffin?!
All the hairs on my body
The flickering firelight reflected on Ah Xiang's beautiful face, making her expression unpredictable. It was impossible to tell whether she was sad or happy.
She watched in silence as the yellow paper turned into ashes. Then she slowly stood up and looked around the lobby. I don't know whether intentionally or unintentionally, but she found a seat next to me and sat down with her legs hugged.
Wuming was sitting on the other side and didn't even look at Ah Xiang the whole time.
I used the phone in the live broadcast room to verify repeatedly that the man and woman were clearly human, but they both felt so weird to me.
After a brief thought, I approached Ah Xiang and asked politely in a low voice: "Excuse me, young lady, do we all need to burn incense after entering here?"
"Both burning incense and saying hello are necessary." Ah Xiang looked easy to talk to and nodded.
"Who are you greeting?"
"Of course it's the owner of the coffin shop. If you don't do this, you will be kicked out."
Ah Xiang's tone was very calm, but it made my scalp feel like it was electrocuted.
"Isn't the owner of this place dead?"
"They are still here." Ah Xiang glanced at the roof with a strange look.
