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"Now I'm so scared that the shop on the opposite side didn't dare to open for several days. In the past, shop No. 44 was said to have been completely burned down, and the shop owner didn't come out. He was burned to death."

The lady proprietress said with a trembling voice, "That shop used to sell funeral goods. You said those who came here to find that shop, could they be human? Now you know why this street is afraid of people asking No. 44, right?"

I suddenly realized.

It's no wonder that the people here are afraid of No. 44. They think that the shop used to sell funeral goods, and it was originally for the dead.

Those who come here to ask about the shop now may not be alive.

However, I know in my heart that No. 44 must exist, but these people don't seem to know it.

"You'd better go, I don't know where you heard it, but let me tell you, the number 44 you're looking for isn't here." The proprietress didn't want to continue talking, and she muttered, "Wait for me. The shop has expired, so I won’t stay here anymore.”

In the back, what was muttering in his mouth could not be heard clearly.

It seems that she really doesn't know the number 44, and it's useless for me to continue here.

When I came out of the shop, the proprietress slammed the door shut as if she was afraid that I would turn back after taking a few steps.

Thinking of the old lady who painted the shadows, it seemed that she was unusual. I didn't know what her identity was and why the shop was so weird.

Moreover, the things in her shop may not just be living people.

"Little girl, have you encountered any bad luck, why are you here again?"

I was lowering my head in thought, and walked to the dark alley, when suddenly a familiar old voice came from behind.

As soon as I turned around, I saw the trash can at the entrance of the alley. The old man looked at me with a dirty face a few days ago.

My heart skipped a beat.

Seeing his smile, I thought of what the proprietress said, and subconsciously took a few steps back.

"You, are you a human or a ghost?"

I said to the old man warily, and when I spoke again, I had already taken out the talisman.

The old man was a little afraid of the talisman in my hand, and quickly waved at me, "Don't be so excited, I won't hurt you."

Hearing what he said, it was obvious that he was a ghost.

I stared at his every move with vigilance, and said to him, "What do you want to do?"

"Like I said, I have no ill intentions towards you!" The old man kept some distance away from me, and said to me, "You are the same as last time, you are still looking for the shop at 44?"

This old man is a ghost, he admitted it himself, but I didn't feel any malice from him, after all, if he hadn't shown me the way last time, I might not have been able to find shop No. 44.

Thinking of this, I felt a little more at ease, and asked him, "You know?"

"I know, I know!" The old man nodded with a smile, looked up at the night, and then said to me, "However, you have to wait!"

"Wait?" I frowned, not understanding what he meant, so I asked, "Wait for what?"

The old man was not annoyed, and said with a smile, "It's not time yet!"

My brows tightened even more, but I thought that when I came here a few days ago, it seemed to be about the same time as now, and I didn't find it at that time.

This old man is a ghost, but I saw it, but I didn't have any resentment on him, so I asked, "Old man, what do you mean..."

The old man said kindly, "You came early, the shop doesn't open until twelve o'clock, if you want to go, just wait."

A passage from the old man suddenly made me realize that the last time I came, it seemed that I only saw it at twelve o'clock.

I asked the uncle, what is there in that shop, why is it so strange, and who is the old woman in it.

The old man smiled, waved his hands and said to me, "I have nothing to do with that shop, I can't get in, I don't know what old woman you are talking about!"

Seeing what he said, I didn't pursue it, but changed the subject instead.

"Grandpa, since you... have passed away, why do you still stay in the world of Yang, people and ghosts have different paths, you should go where you should go."

Generally speaking, things like ghosts can stay in the yang world, unless there are ghosts like that, and some need to find substitutes.

In addition, because of too much resentment, grievances in my heart, unwillingness to go to reincarnation, and too much obsession after death, just like Zeng Xiaoyu, she tried every means, even if she was smashed to pieces, she would have to take revenge in the mortal world.

But the old man in front of him has no resentment, according to common sense.

After a person dies, the three souls and seven spirits will go where they should go.

After the old man heard what I said, he smiled and said, "Because my time is not up yet, but... it's almost here, and I will be here soon. When the time comes, those people should come to pick me up."

Those people that the old man said must be the underworld messengers and ghosts.

After all, people and ghosts have different paths. Seeing this uncle standing in that dark corner, I was thinking about what to say.

The old man pointed to the dark place at the end of the street behind me, and said to me hoarsely, "The shop you are looking for is already open for business, hurry up and go."

I looked at the end of the darkness, and my heart became serious.Because this place is too dark, so dark that you can't see your fingers.

The old man can see, but at night I can't see that far.

I was about to leave, and when I thought of something, I said kindly to the old man, "yin and yang are separated, grandpa, you should go to the place you need to go as soon as possible, so as not to delay yourself, I wish you a happy life in the next life."

After finishing speaking, I didn't say anything more, turned around and walked towards the darkness at the end of the street.

As I walked in, the eerie room was completely dark, and the disappearing shop really reappeared.When I walked to the door this time, I didn't rush in. Instead, I stood outside the edge of the door and looked up carefully at this retro-decorated shop.

Right above the door frame of the house, there is a wooden plaque, on which there are three large characters written in a ghostly manner - Yin Yang Shop.

Only this plaque in the whole store is clean, as if it was just hung up, it is spotless.

This plaque is made from the roots of an old tree. The three words "Yin Yang Shop" have no trace of carving at all. It looks like the original tree whiskers, as if the tree whiskers were specially grown for this shop, and it was done in one go.

Therefore, the twisted look is particularly scary.

In addition, some houses in front still emit lights, but this one is not counted as dark and blind, and it is extremely cold. At first glance, it looks like Yizhuang in the movie.

Looking at the deserted streets, I felt even more creepy.Because the whole street is antique, it looks as if it really came to the street two or three hundred years ago.

At this time, my spine was chilly, and I stood against the wall holding my breath. I always felt that if I was against the wall, something terrible would not suddenly appear on my back.

This weird shop seemed to be colder than other places. Although I had been there last time, I didn't know about this weird shop at that time.

It's different now. As I get to know this place, I feel that this shop is very evil.

creak!

There was a harsh sound of the wooden door opening suddenly.

This sent chills down my spine, my scalp exploded in an instant, and my hair stood on end.

As soon as I turned my head, I gasped...

The door of the room opened by itself.

As soon as I walked to the door of the store, a gloomy cold wind blew in my face. I had already been here a few days ago, and the old woman asked me to pick up the lamp, and I already got it.