It turns out that it has always been there, but I couldn’t see it. It can hide so many ghosts and a house so deeply. What on earth is in Rouge Shop?!
Although I was extremely curious, I did not walk over rashly. Instead, I came behind the incense burner and stopped in front of a woman who was at the front of the ghost queue.
The woman bowed her head deeply, her neck was almost parallel to the ground. I could only bend her waist and tilt my head to see her face clearly. Like the women in red and green clothes I had seen before, her face was covered with thick paint.
Rouge, like the paper figures in the funeral procession.
I took out a ball of red thread from my backpack, pulled out the thread and tied it to the middle finger of the woman's right hand. The remaining red thread was pulled back and tied to the middle finger of the second person's right hand...
One after another, there was a long line. The middle finger of each woman's right hand was wrapped with red thread, and it was the same red thread. All the women did not move during the whole process, but this rare cooperation made me happy.
I felt a little uneasy.
It seemed very easy, but after finishing all this, there was already a layer of sweat on my forehead and my waist was a little sore.
At this time, I was standing at the end of the queue. In front of me was Rouge Shop. Rouge Shop was a simple-style house built with blue bricks and stone. It looked a bit dated. The reason why I could see it so clearly in the dark street was that
Because there are two white lanterns hanging at both ends of the lintel plaque...
The lantern is glowing with green light...
I exhaled a long breath, walked to the wooden door and was about to knock on the door, but the wooden door creaked open by itself...
I subconsciously took a step back and stared at the dark crack in the door. After a long time, I didn't see anyone coming out. Then I took another step forward, put my hand on the door and pushed it gently...
"Creak..."
The moment the door was pushed open, a faint light spilled out. It looked like the light of a kerosene lamp. I frowned. It was clearly dark before, why was there suddenly light now?
And the light is not green, is there... a living person in the house?!
My thoughts turned quickly, the door had been fully opened, and a tall woman suddenly appeared in front of the door. I was stunned and unconsciously put my hand into my backpack.
The woman was wearing a white cheongsam, with her hair tied back. She had a delicate face and a gentle temperament. Compared to Ye Qing, she was less charming, but more sad.
She stared at me with a smile on her face, and I slowly took my hand out of my backpack. I don't know why, but I couldn't feel the slightest hostility or sinisterness on her face, or even the slightest hint of evil.
The woman made a slight invitation gesture with her body, and I walked in without hesitation. I looked around. The place in the shop was not big. Everywhere I looked on the opposite wall were small grids made of wood.
The color is dark and it looks like it has some thoughts.
It looks like a traditional Chinese medicine store, and the wooden compartments must be filled with rouge and gouache.
Outside the wooden grid is a small wooden counter. There are some quaint small porcelain bottles on the counter. No matter how you look at it, this is an ordinary rouge shop during the Republic of China. But strangely, after coming in for so long, I didn’t...
I smell a little bit of rouge and gouache.
The woman walked behind the counter, smiled at me, and said softly:
"Sir, my little lady, this shop only sells rouge and gouache. I'm afraid I don't have what you want."
Although her voice was cold, it was very real. I was confused for a moment and couldn't figure out whether she was a human or a ghost.
I calmed down a little and said with a smile:
"Mrs. Boss, you misunderstood. I'm not here to buy anything. I heard that your shop has been open on Rouge Pu Street for many years, so I came here to inquire about someone."
"Oh? Who is it? Let me tell you."
While the woman was talking, she took out a piece of red cloth and wiped the small white porcelain bottle on the counter. However, I don't know if it was my eyesight or something else, but I always felt that the more I wiped the small white porcelain bottle, the dirtier it became, and the redder it became.
I didn't have time to think so much, so I quickly looked away and said:
"The person I want to inquire about is called Chen Qiang. I heard that he just came to Rouge Street a few days ago."
When the woman heard this, her expression did not change at all. She was still wiping the small porcelain bottle, but she said lightly:
"It's just a dead man, why should the guest care so much about him?"
I frowned and then asked:
"Did you kill him?"
"How can a person survive if he has a bad heart and ruins his beauty?"
Unexpectedly, she admitted it without any hesitation!
"What about his wife?"
"If a man who cannot take good care of himself is allowed to insult a poor woman, what is the point of her life?"
I clenched my fists and my tone became colder,
"What about his children?!"
The woman stopped what she was doing, put the porcelain bottle gently on the counter, stared at me and said without any emotion:
"Being born into this kind of family, as the saying goes, if the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, life will be worrying. It is far more difficult to change a person than to recreate a person. It is better to reincarnate early, what do you think?"
Listening to her words, I couldn't help but gasp. Seeing that I was speechless for a long time and couldn't say a word, the woman smiled slightly and continued:
"But since the guest officer wants to find him, I can try to help you look for him."
"help me?"
Just when I was confused, the woman slowly turned around, scanned the wooden grids on the wall in front of her, raised her hand and waved lightly, the kerosene lamp in the rouge shop suddenly went out, and my eyes went dark, and I quickly became alert.
stand up.
But within a few seconds, the kerosene lamp was turned on again, but this time the whole shop was surrounded by green.
I subconsciously looked up. The woman was still looking at the wooden grid in front of me with her back to me. I wondered what she was looking at, and then I also looked at the wooden grid on the wall. As a result, I was stunned when I saw it.
!
I don’t know when the densely packed wooden grid on the wall was covered with photos, and they were black and white photos, just like the photos of the deceased. When I glanced at them, all the people in the photos had their eyes wide open and fierce looks on their faces, as if
They're all staring at me.
The most important thing is that these...are all men!
This scene instantly reminded me of the freezers used to store corpses in funeral homes. They looked exactly the same.
Suddenly being stared at by so many pairs of eyes gave me goosebumps.
"Found it...it turns out to be here..."
Just when I was stunned, the woman suddenly said something, her voice seemed hoarse than before.
She raised her hand and pointed at a photo, and I immediately followed her hand and saw a black and white photo of Chen Qiang appearing on a wooden grid. Different from other photos, Chen Qiang's face was not fierce, but with a...
A hint of smile…
"Um?!"
The woman was suddenly confused, her back trembled slightly, and she asked in a cold voice without looking back: