The King of the City

Because of the rain, the business of his supper stall was not good that night.

At two o'clock in the evening, a few young people suddenly came and ordered a lot of food at his midnight snack stall. Those young people drank beer and ate, and didn't leave until [-]:[-] in the morning.

The middle-aged man who is the boss can only accompany them until after one o'clock in the morning

When he put away his things and pushed the supper back, there were almost no people on the streets of Qingshi Town.

On the way back, the middle-aged man subconsciously glanced into the dimly lit alley when he passed the entrance of a small alley.

However, the middle-aged man's attention was attracted after the police look

I saw a man walking with his back to him in that alley where he usually passed by and glanced at him casually.

There is someone walking in the alley, which is nothing, but that person is covered in white clothes, and he is holding a somewhat damaged oil-paper umbrella in his hand.

The most important thing, the middle-aged man couldn't see his feet, didn't hear him walking in the alley, the sound of his shoes touching the water-filled ground. A man who doesn't know male or female, he is carrying a damaged oil-paper umbrella and walks without the slightest sound of footsteps.

The moment the middle-aged man saw this scene, his heart beat faster, and he pushed the midnight snack cart in his hand to the front. It's too dark, I can't see clearly, in this society, there will be no such thing as ghosts

He pushed the car towards the front nervously. After a few meters, another alley appeared in front of him.

The middle-aged man was a little hesitant, wondering if he should take a look into the alley, what if he saw the man with the oily umbrella just now?

He was hesitant in his heart, but curiosity forced him to turn his head and glance into the alley when he passed the next alley.

At this glance, the middle-aged man was almost scared to death.

It's still the man in white clothes just now, still wearing a broken oil-paper umbrella, still with his back to himself, and moving towards the depths of the alley.

The rain fell on the damaged oil-paper umbrella and splashed a few water splashes. He moved into the alley without making a sound, and he couldn't see his feet.

This time, the middle-aged man panicked. He has lived in Qingshi Town for so many years. He knows the routes of all the alleys on this street. If he wants to come to this alley, he has to go through a long winding road. If it is a person, it is impossible for him to be in the previous alley just now, and he will appear in this alley again in a few seconds.

He felt that he had hit a ghost and was on his way back, and he never dared to look at any alley again.

After returning home in a hurry, he rushed into the door and slammed the door shut.

His wife was taken aback by the movement he made and asked him why his face became so ugly

The man told his wife about what happened just now, and his wife was also frightened.

The oil-paper umbrella he saw was a broken-flower oil-paper umbrella. The next day, the middle-aged man told the people around him what he saw and heard, and the people around him told others. , it was quickly spread

Coincidentally, a few days after the middle-aged man saw the broken flower umbrella on the rainy night, it was another rainy night. A man living in the alley smoked on the balcony at night.

There is an alley under the balcony of his house. The man was smoking a cigarette while looking at the alley under the balcony.

Immediately, he saw a moving oil-fiber umbrella under the alley. There was a light bulb in the alley, which allowed him to see a little more clearly.

What this man saw was also a man wearing white clothes and holding an oil-paper umbrella. He seemed to be aimlessly moving in the alley.

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This night, the man who was smoking on the balcony felt horrified for a moment after he went downstairs to the person walking in the alley lightly and aimlessly wearing white clothes and holding an oil-paper umbrella.

The oil-paper umbrella was tattered, and the white clothes were so conspicuous at night. His body moved at a constant speed, not like a normal walk. As he took steps, his body would sway along with it.

His body stood up straight like that, as if there were pulleys under his feet to keep him walking.

The smoking man endured the fear in his heart and looked at the man with the oil-paper umbrella in the alley downstairs. The figure of the man quietly disappeared in the alley.

"Is he just an ordinary person, just holding an oil-paper umbrella on a rainy day, and his steps are relatively stable.

This smoking man, at that time, comforted himself like this, and told himself not to think about the supernatural.

After comforting himself in this way, the fear in his heart is a little better.

The smoking man threw the cigarette downstairs after smoking the cigarette

Because of the rain, the cigarette butt was doused by the rain before it fell to the ground.

But at this time at 930, the smoking man suddenly noticed that at a corner deep in the alley, there was a white object that shook for a while. I don't know what the white thing that suddenly appeared at the fish was, but the next moment he had a terrible idea in his mind.

Could the white thing that suddenly appeared over there be the one who was wearing a white coat just now?He stuck his head out from the corner and looked at himself?The white thing is his head?

(fai) At the thought of being raised by an unknown person from the back of the alley, goosebumps arose again on the smoking man's body.

He didn't dare to look at the white object anymore, so he hurriedly went to the balcony, returned to the house, hid under the covers and didn't dare to show his face. The next day, the smoking man told the people around him what he saw last night. up

When the people around him told others about it, those who knew about the man at the supper stall immediately connected the two.

I personally see a person wearing clothes, holding an oil-paper umbrella, walking lightly on a rainy night, and walking in the alley, I can't see a person with very strange behavior. This may be dazzling and wrong.

However, when two people who do not know each other see the same situation, this is not a mistake and can be explained.

Rainy days, in the middle of the night, when they hide at home and sleep, who would be able to stroll in a dimly lit alley?The first time a man in a late-night snack line saw the man with a broken flower oil-paper umbrella in the east of Qingshi Town, the second time a smoking man saw the man with a broken flower umbrella in Qingshi Town the north

The two places where they saw him were some distance apart, the man with the oil-paper umbrella couldn't have come home in the middle of the night and passed by the hanging child.

What the men in the snack stall saw and what the men saw in smoking quickly spread in Qingshi Town.

The knowledge of the two people spread widely, and the whole Qingshi Town knew when the person with the oil umbrella appeared for the third time.The third time I saw this paranormal situation was a resident of Qingshi Town who often went to the rice field next to Qingshi Town to catch loach seedlings. That night, the weather was very hot and dry. Breathable from the hole

It was Wang who brought tools and grabbed loach and yellow eel from the rice fields on the edge of the town.

Because the temperature was too high that night, there were quite a few loach seedlings coming out of the paddy fields. After the man caught it for a while, the harvest in the bucket was quite good.

It's so good to catch loach tonight. Naturally, this man wanted more, so he left in no hurry.