talk shit

Chapter 1

On July [-]th, the clock on the wall pointed to nine o'clock.No one came into the flower shop after dark, Fang Xuan lay on the cashier counter boredly and glanced at the newly opened Yin-Yang Pavilion opposite, wondering what this Yin-Yang Pavilion was for.

The Yin-Yang Museum opened today. There is a door with a sign of Yin-Yang Museum hanging on the top of the door. The glass door is partially hidden. Behind the door is a black cloth curtain that covers the glass door tightly. There is no text on the outside to describe Yin-Yang. The business scope of the museum.Yin Yang Hall, the name should be based on Feng Shui, fortune-telling and the like.Thinking of this, Fang Xuan was very skeptical, that scruffy boy in his twenties, would he know Feng Shui?Yes, that's right, the owner of Yin Yang is a 20 year old scruffy boy with these beautiful green eyes

Those green eyes appeared in front of Fang Xuan again.In the afternoon, Fang Xuan happily sat at the cash register counting the money. Today, the white chrysanthemums are selling very well, and the price is three times the usual price, which is very profitable.I was so happy, someone walked into the store, Fang Xuan hurriedly put the money in the drawer and locked it, and greeted her.

A 20-year-old boy came in. His hair was messy, and the long hair hanging down his forehead covered his face. He was wearing a purple T-shirt whose color could hardly be distinguished. The jeans on his lower body were old and yellow. It's the beginning of the year, and I drag a pair of flip-flops on my feet.

"Welcome, what flowers do you need?"With a smile on Fang Xuan's face, she asked kindly, she never judges people by their appearance.

"Three white chrysanthemums" said the boy with his head lowered. His voice was very magnetic and pleasant, which surprised Fang Xuan a little.

Fang Xuan took three white chrysanthemums, and after simply bandaging them, handed them to the boy, "15 each, 45 yuan in total"

The boy took the flowers and fumbled in his trousers pocket for a while, and took out three and five yuan, which were still crumpled.

"My name is Yechen, and I'm the owner of the Yin Yang Restaurant across the street. Can I credit you with 30 yuan? I'll pay you back in a while." Yechen raised his head and said a little embarrassed.

He kept his head down before, Fang Xuan didn't see his appearance clearly, now he raised his head suddenly, Fang Xuan couldn't help crying in his heart, it's a pity that such a handsome kid is dressed so sloppily.Yechen's facial features are perfect, his face is as sharp as a knife, his thick eyebrows are black and neat, his lips are just right, his green eyes are as dazzling as jewels, and as deep as a vast sea, making it hard to see through.

Fang Xuan stared blankly for a moment, "Is it okay?"Yechen asked again, looking at Fang Xuan.

"Forget it, you're opening today, and this flower is my congratulatory gift to you." Fang Xuan quickly looked away, and stared at the handsome guy. up.

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that it was wrong. There was someone who gave white chrysanthemums to living people.Isn't this cursing people to death? Such a handsome child, I didn't mean to curse him. Just as I was about to explain, Yechen had already walked out with chrysanthemums and slippers in his hands.After he walked out of the flower shop, a white cat jumped out from the side and glanced at Fang Xuan, followed behind him, one person and one cat wandered back to the Yin Yang Pavilion opposite,

"Ring ring, ring ring," the phone on the cash register rang, interrupting Fang Xuan's train of thought.

Fang Xuan glanced at the phone and knew it was from her mother Wen Jiaqian.Today is Ghost Festival. Wen Jiaqian went back to Jizu early and left Fangxuan to watch the store.When Wen Jiaqian left, she told Fang Yan to close the door early and go home, because returning home too late during the Ghost Festival would cause dirty things.Wen Jiaqian has made three calls since six o'clock, and this is the fourth call.

"Hello!" Fang Xuan picked up the phone. "Why haven't you come back yet? Come back quickly, ghosts will attract dirty things if you walk at night too late. Oh, bah bah, I'm a crow's mouth. If you don't say anything, come back quickly," as expected, Wen Jia came from the other end of the phone Qian voice.

"Yeah," Fang Xuan agreed perfunctorily.

"Stop yelling, come back quickly. Don't look back on the road, don't look around, and don't agree to whoever calls you."Wen Jiaqian hung up the phone after a few words of uneasy instructions.

Putting down the phone, Fang Xuan looked at the street outside the glass window, the dim street lights were silently illuminating the road, and there was not a single pedestrian on the road.The lights are still on at the Yin Yang Pavilion opposite, and the other shops are closed because no one is there.

I stayed there for a few hours at night for nothing, and no one who bought flowers came. In other words, the business is good during the period from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] in the evening. People are off work and have time to buy flowers.Fang Xuan decided to close the door and get off work before she got up, when a strange man in black walked into the flower shop.

He said he was strange because of his clothes. Now it is July in the old calendar, which is the time of the autumn tiger. The weather is hotter than June. Fang Xuan is wearing a small vest and denim shorts. Drenched in sweat.This man was wearing a thick coat, which seemed to be afraid of the cold, and the collar was still turned up.

Fang Xuan hurried over, with a sweet smile on her face, "Hello! What flowers do you need?"

The man in black looked at Fang Xuan, and an unusually pale face appeared in front of Fang Xuan's eyes.

This is a man in his 40s, with a very thin figure, wearing a black coat that is empty, like a black coffin, with gray hair, a thin face, fine lines at the corners of his eyes, and sadness in his eyes.The lips are thin, with a sickly bright red, as if painted with blood.It seemed that he had encountered a lot of trouble in his life, his brows were furrowed, and his expression was gloomy.

The man kept staring at Fang Xuan, with a strange light flashing in his eyes, Fang Xuan's scalp was numb from his staring.Fang Xuan is good looking, many men can't help but take a few more glances when they see Fang Xuan, but the eyes of this man in front of him are different from those of other men, there is no admiration or coveting for beauty in his eyes, it is a bit Like,... like when a hungry wolf sees a lamb, it sees the sheep's blood vessels through the wool.The man's eyes also kept falling on Fang Xuan's fair neck.

"Sir, what flowers do you want?" Fang Xuan was really worried that the man would bite her neck if she continued watching, so she hurriedly asked again.

"Oh, do you still have white chrysanthemums here? I ran to several flower shops and they disappeared."The man in black looked away and looked at the flowers in the flower shop.

Fang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, without that gloomy gaze, he felt much more comfortable.

"I'm sorry, the white chrysanthemums are sold out this afternoon. There are too many people buying white chrysanthemums today." Except for the white chrysanthemums, it seems that no other flowers have been sold.

"Oh." The man in black sighed and walked out with a look of disappointment on his face. Fang Xuan heard him say in a low voice when he reached the questioning entrance, "It must be very disappointing not to have white chrysanthemums and jade branches!"

The white chrysanthemums were given to the dead, and it sounds like they were given to him for jade branches, which means that he is dead. He must like jade branches very much, so he is frowning.But the look in his eyes just now was really scary.By the way, the name Yuzhi is very familiar, as if I heard it there, but I tilted my head and thought for a while, but I didn't remember hearing it there.

Fang Xuan shook her head to stop herself from thinking about it, and walked out. When she reached the door, something clicked her foot, she moved her foot, and saw a golden ring lying on the ground.There were none when the flowers were first moved, and only the man in black came here, so he must have dropped them.Fang Xuan picked up the ring, it was quite heavy, about five or six taels heavy, holding the ring and ran out of the store, seeing the man in black walking down the street to the right with his head down, Fang Xuan hurriedly shouted, "Mr. The ring fell."

The man in black turned his head when he heard Fang Xuan's shout. "Sir, you lost your ring!" Fang Xuan ran towards him holding the ring.Run up to him and hand him the ring.

The man in black took the ring and gave Fang Xuan a strange look, put it in his coat pocket, thanked Fang Xuan, then turned and continued walking.

"Sir. Today is Ghost Festival. It's not good to wander outside at night, you should go home early." Fang Xuan kindly reminded him.

The man in black turned his head and smiled at Fang Xuan, his pale smile was somewhat strange.Fang Xuan's back felt cold when he saw it.

"Little girl, you should go back early too! When you go back, don't look into the dark place, and don't walk into the dark place."The man in black finished speaking and walked forward.

Don't look into the dark?Fang Xuan couldn't help but looked on both sides of the road. There were old houses on both sides of the road, and there were some alleys between the houses. Now those alleys are dark.Fang Xuan shivered, and hurried back to the store, moved the flowers and the flower stand by the door back to the store, then locked the door and ran out towards the house.

Fang Xuan's house was only ten minutes away from the flower shop.After running for a while, I felt uneasy.On the night of the fifteenth day, there was no moon, not even a single star.the sky is dark

Apart from passing cars, no pedestrians were encountered on the road.And the shops along the road are closed.There was no moon, and the alleys between the houses were dark, and there seemed to be countless ghosts and ghosts swaying in it.

When running past the entrance of a small dark alley, Fang Xuan couldn't help but look over in fear. Just as she turned her head, she heard a little girl crying from the alley, crying heart-piercingly.

Fang Xuan stopped in her tracks and looked closely at the dark alley, only to see a seven or eight year old girl in red clothes running out of the dark alley crying, seeing Fang Xuan crying even harder, crying towards Fang Xuan come running.

Seeing someone, Fang Xuan felt relieved.He squatted down and pulled the child and asked, "Why are you alone?". .

"My mother beat me, and I ran out alone. My sister is afraid, so please take me home."The little girl cried and said.

"Where is your home?" He asked, taking her hand.The little girl pointed to the black alley, and held Fang Xuan's hand tightly with her backhand.The little girl's hands are cold, probably because of fright

Fang Xuan looked at the black alley and became worried, he sent the little girl back by himself, who will send him out later?I am also afraid of that dark alley!