Funeral shop at 31 Backstreet.

I sat in a wicker chair behind the counter, snoring and eating instant noodles.

Because of the seriousness of the case involved, Lao He is still detained in the detention center.

I went to see him again.

The old man was very happy to hear that the funeral shop could be opened normally, but he told me that I must be in charge on the night of the first and fifteenth days of the new year.

I asked him what was going on with the female ghost Di Jinlian.

The old man looked very confused, and said that he had never seen any female ghosts wearing cheongsam.

I asked him a few more things, and the old man, though he sometimes flickered, did not seem to have evil thoughts in his heart, and I did not delve into it further.

Later, he agreed with Dou Dabao that he usually opened a shop, and on the fifteenth day of the first month of each month, he went home to rest, and I was 'on duty'.

The phone vibrates.

I clicked on the screen, and it was sent by Xiaoyu> 'Today, on the first day of the new year, you are going to see the shop again?' ’

I glanced at the rain outside and replied, 'Yes, it's raining again, one autumn rain and one cold, remember to add clothes.' ’

'You do the same, watch the shop at night and wear more. ’

'Thank you. Needless to say, it's time to go to work, you sleep well. ’

I put my phone aside and lit the butter wax on the counter.

These days, I'm almost used to chatting with Xiaoyu every day.

This female liar who doesn't even bother to cheat seems to have gradually integrated into my life.

Every now and then, I wonder what this liar looks like.

If she's not too ugly, I'll 'set her right' and ......

"Wang!"

I came back from my thoughts, glanced at the meat floss in the doorway, and looked up at the door.

The first client I received tonight was Qiu Ming.

I bluntly told Wang Yu and Lu Guizhi about it.

Facts have proved that ghosts, like humans, are also rational and different.

After a buffer of anger and sorrow, Qiu Ming finally regained his composure and was sent to the Yellow Spring Stygian Sea by a piece of yellow paper.

All I can say is that a person's bottom line and necessary restraint is to be a human being...... Or rather, the root of being a ghost.

At three o'clock in the morning (the fifth watch), I looked at the notebook.

Including Qiu Ming, a total of seventeen 'customers' were received tonight.

I snapped my fingers at the meat floss: "That's it, call it a day!" ”

"Wang!"

The rain was still falling, so I put a big plastic bag on the meat floss and tore the position of the dog's head open. Then he went up to the door panel, locked the door, and walked out along the back street with an umbrella.

When I was about to reach the corner of the street, all of a sudden, I seemed to hear a woman's scream.

I stopped, and in the sound of the pouring rain, I couldn't tell if the cry was real or hallucinatory.

"Wang! Woo Woo ......"

The meat floss barked violently, the front legs were straight, and the hind legs were bent, looking very agitated.

As soon as I turned my head to look at it, it flew back in the opposite direction.

I subconsciously ran back.

Meat floss ran all the way to the end of the street, turning his head and barking at an alley.

I ran along, and in the darkness I saw a tall man in the alley pressing a woman against the wall, pouting and arching wildly in her fair and slender neck.

The woman was wearing a dark green cheongsam embroidered with gold flowers, and while struggling, the legs of the white flowers appeared and disappeared under the slit of the cheongsam.

The woman turned her head suddenly, and I could see her face clearly, and I couldn't help but blurt out, "Why are you?!" ”

"Who the dares to meddle?" The man looked up suddenly, furrowed his eyebrows and glared.

"Let her go!" I didn't have time to think about it, so I yelled and rushed over.

Unexpectedly, two more figures suddenly flashed in the dim corner, blocking me sideways.

As soon as they looked at each other, they smelled the heavy smell of alcohol on the two of them.

"Fuck you!"

I lifted the umbrella in the face of one of them and punched the other in the stomach.

Before he could react, he lifted his knee into his crotch again.

"Ah......h

The man collapsed to the ground with a scream.

As soon as I turned around, I heard another person scream as well.

When I looked at it, I saw that Rou Feng was biting his calf and tearing it wildly.

I took the opportunity to punch him a few times in a row, and the man could only hold his head and wail.

Seeing this, the man who was holding the cheongsam woman left her and ran away.

The other two also followed suit.

", don't run! The police! ”

I shouted, pretended to chase a few steps, and then went backwards with Rou Floss, glanced at the broken umbrella, and casually picked up the cheongsam woman and ran out of the dim narrow alley.

I pulled her forward and strode forward for a while, and suddenly I remembered something, stopped, and turned my head to look at the woman next to me.

"You ......"

The reason why I stopped suddenly was because the woman I had just seen who was bullied was the first customer to come to the door when the shop opened on the 15th of last month-Di Jinlian.

I just remembered that Di Jinlian has no shadow, she is a female ghost!

Looking at the woman in front of her again, her wet hair was messy on her face, although she couldn't see the whole picture clearly, she was obviously another person!

"Am I dazzled?"

I looked back, saw that no one was catching up, and took the woman a few steps, unlocked the door at number 31, removed the door panel and pushed her in.

I dodged in, quickly climbed the door panel, and gasped for breath with my head against the door before slowly turning around.

Although the woman in front of her was also wearing a cheongsam, it was obviously different from Di Jinlian's cheongsam.

She's not Dikinglian, and she's not a ghost.

"Xu Xu!"

"Huh?" Hearing the woman call out my name, I couldn't help but be stunned.

"You don't know me, do you?"

"You ......"

The cheongsam woman shook her hair and raised her hand to brush the hair on her forehead behind her head.

"Damn! Big back! ”

This woman is actually Sang Lan's classmate, Pan Ying, the big back head who took me to 'witness the miracle' in the performance hall that day!

Pan Ying looked around a few times in shock, and looked at me with wide eyes: "Funeral shop...... This is 31 Backstreet? ”

"Yes." I glanced at her as I spoke.

This man's wife really looks like a woman in a cheongsam......

"Are you He Shangsheng?" Pan Ying stared at me and asked.

"I ...... I'm Xu Qiu. I'm looking at the shop for Lao He...... How did you get here? ”

I glanced at the time suspiciously, and then at her retro sexy outfit, it felt incredible.

Pan Ying looked at me stunned for a while, "I... Ahh......h Ahh......h

Seeing that she was wearing thin clothes and shivering, I looked at myself and was soaking wet...... I can only bring her home first.

……

"This is your home?" Pan Ying was wearing my clothes, sitting on the sofa, holding a teacup, looking around with her eyes and asking.

"You've been drinking?" I don't answer rhetorical questions.

"Nope."

"Drugging?"

"You didn't drink alcohol or take drugs, you wore a cheongsam at three o'clock in the morning and braved the heavy rain to go to the street?"

Pan Ying was stunned, put down the teacup and said, "I went to No. 31 Backstreet to find He Shangsheng and He Jushi." ”

"I came to the funeral shop in the middle of the night...... Do you need to dress like that? "I had a vague feeling that something was wrong.

Pan Ying looked dazed for a while, and then said:

"I don't know why I'm dressed like that, that cheongsam is my performance costume... It was a woman in a green cheongsam who asked me to come. ”

Green cheongsam ......

I thought of Dick Lian again.

She said that she came again and again in the first year, but she didn't come tonight.

And Pan Ying happened to appear in the back street wearing a green cheongsam, and she was almost forced X by a few drunkards in a daze.

Although the backstreet is not long, it is nearly 200 meters long.

The rain was so loud that Pan Yingzhen was screaming in the alley at the end of the street, and I couldn't hear it anyway......

"Where is He Shangsheng?" Pan Ying asked.

I looked at her and said, "He's in the detention center now, and he won't be able to get out for a while." ”

"Detention center?!" Pan Ying's eyes widened in astonishment, and her expression was seven points anxious.

I was suspicious and asked, "What are you looking for him?" ”

Pan Ying shook her head vigorously, "If you can't find him, that woman will die......"

She raised her head suddenly: "Xu Xuan, He Shangsheng asked you to help him look at the shop, do you also have two brushes?" I remember when I was in the performance hall, you could give the dead Do Minjun a stop. ”

I looked at her, lowered my face and said:

"Some things are not a joke, you'd better explain it to me clearly."

Pan Ying stared at me for a while and nodded:

"Okay, I believe in Sang Lan's vision, so I'll tell you the truth. This week, I dreamed every day of a woman in a green cheongsam, and she asked me to help her find something, and if I couldn't find it, she would die. ”

"Sleeveless green cheongsam? Rusty golden flowers? Cross-headed? ”

Pan Ying's eyes widened: "Have you seen her too?" ”

I stared at her for a while, gritted my teeth, and said:

"Her name is Dee Jinlian, and she's a ghost."