Peerless Little Mommy: The ghost baby is cute

Chapter 106 City God Temple

That child is like this, so he is definitely not alive.

It gave me a feeling that it might be a kid raised by someone else, and put it here to attract guests.

"Sister, do you want to have your head permed? Come on once, it's only 30 yuan." The little ghost looked at me pitifully, as if I didn't agree, and it would not let me go.

I swallowed dryly, my nose was filled with the smell of incense burning in the Temple of the City God, I felt a little uncomfortable, I frowned and shook my head, "I won't go, you can find someone else to burn it."

Wang Qiong next to me didn't seem to see the little ghost standing at the door of the store soliciting customers at all, and was still asking who I was talking to.Why are there so many bald people around here.

I didn't want to go to this weird barber shop to get my hair done at all, and I didn't mention that I was talking to the kid. I pointed to the people in the long queue and said, "Look at so many people coming to shave their hair, why don't you come in line? Is it just a lot of baldness?"

Some of the people in the long queue were dressed in bright suits, some were full of jewels, and some were in plain and dirty clothes. People from all walks of life came to line up in this small alley.

These people didn't speak to each other, just waiting under the sun with their brows frowning anxiously.

"Sister, if you don't come, I will be punished."

The little ghost looked at me stubbornly, and the red-hot soldering iron in his hand was emitting white smoke, and he just stuffed it into his mouth, and there was a smell of roasted meat with a rotting corpse in the air.

I don't have the strength to sympathize with the little devil, I am so frightened that my liver is tearing apart.

I held Wang Qiong's hand and trembled unconsciously. The way this barber shop attracts customers is more than weird.

Wang Qiong was still in front of a milk tea shop opposite the barbershop, waiting for her octopus balls to come out of the pot, so I had no choice but to stay here and wait for her.

I don't know where it started, but one after another, ragged and unkempt people walked into the barber shop with bare feet next to the kid.

Each of these people had a candle in their hand, and the flickering light of the candle made the hearts of those who watched it blocked.

It's a bit... It's a bit like the shape of the dead I saw in Yin Street, and then look at the painted circles placed at the entrance of the barber shop, and the white paper money all over the place.

I realized that these people are all dead people, and this barber shop is a business of dead people and living people.

Seeing so many souls of the dead entering and leaving this barber shop in broad daylight, my heart has long been chilled.

I don't know how daring the people queuing at the door are. They put up wreaths and dare to line up.

The kid at the door finished punishing himself, held a red-hot iron in his hand, and bowed to the people holding candles, "Everyone is welcome to shave their heads, thank you for coming."

It keeps repeating this sentence, if anyone looks at it, it will roll the soldering iron in its hand back and forth on its body, burning wisps of green smoke.

It was trembling in pain, but it was still burning.

The skinless body of emotion is scalded by itself.Why did this kid solicit business, and burn himself with the iron skewer used to perm his hair?
I felt a chill in my heart, and when Wang Qiong's small meatballs came out of the pot, I hurriedly dragged Wang Qiong to another place, "Danny Wang, I'm hungry, let's go to the front and eat a bowl of Lanzhou noodles."

It seems a bit far-fetched to have noodles for lunch just now.

Fortunately, Wang Qiong was next to me. Her appetite was not ordinary, and her mouth was full of cheese-flavored balls. She nodded and agreed directly.

We walked for more than 20 minutes, through the crowd, to a small ramen restaurant to eat noodles.

Wang Qiong and I sat down at the small table operated by the Daoist Ramen Restaurant, ordered a bowl of noodles each, and sat there waiting.

There was a dark cloud overhead, and it looked like it was going to rain.

It was so dark all of a sudden, giving people a gloomy illusion.

In front of it is the Town God's Temple, the incense is floating in the air, and there is a feeling of clouds and mist.

In the past, there were not many people here in Chenghuang Temple to burn incense. The people who came here were shopping and eating at roadside stalls.It's a little strange to come here today, the incense in this Town God's Temple is very strong.

There is a large pot at the entrance of the ramen restaurant for noodles, and the shop owner is standing outside holding a large spoon and vigorously stirring the boiling water in the pot.

Then throw the noodles on the table directly into the water.

The owner of this shop also has a bald head, and he looks radiant and full of energy while cooking noodles and chatting with people.It is easy for people to ignore the dark circles around his eyes and his sallow and haggard complexion.

He gave me a feeling of being strong on the outside and dry on the inside, as if he had sucked a lot of opium and his body was broken, but he still felt that he was healthy and could take seven times a night, strong and powerful.

Vaguely, when he raised his head, my eyes seemed to see a long and thin line of blood on his neck.

Because the time is very short, so I can't see very clearly.

I'm still wondering if the owner of the store also went to shave his head, the owner's head just fell into the cauldron along the blood line, and the head with no hair was just like that in boiling water Inside it was ups and downs.

Then, the owner of the store fell into the boiling water and did not move.

The owner of the store is a very strong man, and the movement of him falling into the pot was not small, and the boiling water splashed directly on the back of the female customer in front with a "boom".

The female customer screamed "Ah", hugged the backpack on her knees, and jumped up just like that.

Just cursed, "What are you doing, you're sick." Turning around, he saw the shop owner's body plunged into the boiling water where the noodles were cooked, and he didn't move. His face suddenly became as pale as paper.

The people chatting and eating noodles around fell into silence. Wang Qiong was still chatting with Shangxuan on WeChat with his mobile phone.

Hearing the loud noise, he also turned his head away.

Wang Daniu's mobile phone fell to the ground in such a shock, she stared blankly at the shop owner's body that was boiled red in the pot, "Mr. Su, it seems...it seems that someone died."

That must have killed someone, the head fell off, and the body was still boiled in boiling water, so it would be strange to be alive.

"Maybe it fell in by accident, let's call the police." I didn't want to tell Da Niu directly, I saw the head of the shop owner fell off, and if I had to say this, the diners around me had to faint from fright.

I took out my mobile phone and dialed the police number, explained the reason to the police, and asked the police to send someone over quickly.

All this happened so suddenly. When the proprietress of the noodle shop came out, she saw her husband's front half fell into the cauldron, knelt on the ground, hugged her husband's thigh, and cried loudly.

"Hurry up and save my husband."

A man next to him frowned and said, "Your husband is cooked like this, he definitely won't be able to survive, elder sister, please mourn."

"But this big living man, he was fine just now, why did he fall into the pot?" Nian, the owner of the noodle shop, shouted in dismay, and then looked at everyone with hatred, "Did someone push him in? "

No one dared to admit it. Most of the diners in the noodle shop left, vomited and screamed.

However, there were still a few kind-hearted people who stayed behind, comforting the proprietress, saying that the shop owner might be too tired, that's why he accidentally fell into the pot, and discussed with them to fish them out first.

My period of morning sickness has long passed, but this incident reminded me of what Huang Pizi did in the blood house last time.The person was already so nauseated that the sky was dark, and he vomited out his lunch trembling all over, and he was about to collapse and pass out.

Wang Qiong was so sick that she also vomited, but she was not pregnant and her symptoms were better than mine.She quickly left the money on the table, and helped me, who was trembling all over, to leave this place.

At this moment, it began to rain heavily.

I was so cold that I was already awake, and I looked back unconsciously with Wang Qiong.

I saw the shop owner inside the pot, his body slowly stood up under the beating of raindrops from the torrential rain.

(End of this chapter)