The phone number is an unknown number, with no calling address and no number displayed.
I hesitated for a moment and pressed the answer button.
"Hey, have you received the stuff?"
The voice on the other end of the phone was a little hoarse, and there was a chilling coldness to it.
"Who are you?"
I asked.
"You don't need to know who I am, you just need to remember that I saved your life."
He spoke in a stiff tone, as if he had no emotion.
I wanted to say something else, but the phone rang with a busy signal.
I squinted my eyes and glanced at the exquisite mahogany box on the table, and couldn't help but think that this treasure was a bit hot to touch.
Not long after, Wang Hu hurriedly ran into the house.
As soon as he entered the house, he shouted: "Brother Bei, that card number is wrong.
I didn't pay."
I waved my hand at him and told him not to panic, and there was no need to waste the money.
Wang Hu was not very clear-headed, so he scratched his head and stopped asking me.
He rolled up his trouser legs and squatted at the door again to smoke.
Anyone who can give away this dang money casually is naturally not short of this thousand yuan.
I was just wondering who this person was, what his purpose was, whether he was an enemy or a friend.
After thinking for a long time, I couldn't figure out the reason, so I called Wang Hu and asked him to buy me a pound of glutinous rice and a white cat.
Wang Hu didn't ask any more questions, agreed and went out.
Why I asked Wang Hu to buy these two things is because I am not sure whether the mandrill has transformed.
The so-called transformation is explained in the Night Talk of Hundred Ghosts: "Ghosts who are invisible become ghosts, ghosts who have form become evil spirits.
Ghosts that are visible to the naked eye cannot survive."
If this ghost transforms, then I can talk to it.
But if this ghost doesn't transform, I will have to use this glutinous rice and white cat blood.
There is a way to see ghosts in the Night Talk of One Hundred Ghosts.
This method is called "asking for rice".
Put a bowl of glutinous rice in the darkest place in the house, then fill it with white cat's blood, and put three incense sticks in the northeast corner.
When the incense burns out, all the glutinous rice in the bowl turns red, and there is nothing in the bowl.
A drop of blood.
At this time, the ghost comes.
You can ask it three questions, but after asking it, the bowl of glutinous rice must be eaten cleanly.
If it cannot eat cleanly, there is only one reason: it wants to eat you.
I get very upset when I think about these words in Baigui Night Talk.
Basically everything is a double-edged sword, hurting ghosts and people.
I was just thinking wildly when Wang Hu came back, carrying a cage in one hand with a white cat showing its teeth and claws, and a bag of glutinous rice in the other hand.
As soon as Wang Hu entered the room, he smiled at me and said, "Brother Bei, I bought it."
I nodded.
This is what makes me most satisfied with Wang Hu.
Although he is not very bright, he never asks why when I teach him.
He just does what I say.
He is honest and down-to-earth.
That's it.
People are not easy to find at all in this day and age.
I took out my cell phone and called Ma Liuzhi and told him that if anything happened to me, he would take care of the store.
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Ma Liuzhi didn't show any pretense, he said hello and hung up the phone.
I wiped my face.
Although I wasn't too proud of Ma Liuzhi, he was sincere to me and I could feel it.
Besides, he can be considered a half-eaten person, which is perfect for my job.
"Brother Bei, what's wrong with you?
What do you call an accident?"
Wang Hu saw me hanging up the phone and came over to ask me in confusion.
"Why, I can't bear to leave you, Brother Bei."
I smiled and patted the strong young man on the shoulder.
Wang Hu didn't hide, and just looked at me blankly.
"Brother Bei, if it weren't for you, our family would probably not be able to eat right now.
You are good to me, and you are a good person.
I said, good people will be rewarded."
Wang Hu's eyes were a little bright, and he touched it.
He touched his nose and said to me with a cry.
"You are already a big man.
The thing under your crotch is bigger than mine, and he is still crying.
Do you think I, your sad brother, seem to be a short-lived person?"
I smiled and gave him a slap on the back of my head.
Seeing that I was still thinking of joking, he also laughed naively, and then said: "Who dares to say that Brother Bei's life will be short?
I will go to his grandma with the big sword in our store."
I laughed loudly, thinking that when I get rich, I must not treat Wang Hu badly.
This child is not like others.
According to the Night Talk of One Hundred Ghosts, a person like him is called a child, and the heart in his chest is called a child.
Heart.
At night.
I walked home with the cage containing the white cat in one hand, the box containing the money in the other, and a bag of glutinous rice in my arms.
The road was very quiet today, so quiet that I didn’t see anyone along the way.
I didn't take a taxi because the white cat couldn't be seen at night.
If he did, his fur would explode.
If the fur exploded, the blood would not be "clean".
After walking for about half an hour, I arrived at the gate of the community.
The dark red mark not far away made me feel tingly in my heart.
I thought that the girl who jumped off the building was also the one in my family who did it.
When I thought about the possibility that I might die downstairs naked tomorrow, my scalp felt numb, and my hands holding the cage tightened involuntarily.
I don't even remember how I got upstairs.
Holding the key, I don't know whether I should open this door or what I should do after opening it.
Just when I was thinking wildly, the white cat in the cage suddenly meowed.
The sound was so sneaky that it made me shiver all over.
I gritted my teeth and put the key into the crack of the door.
With a click, the door opened.
I pushed my knees against the cold iron door, and then took a few deep breaths to calm my violently beating heart.
Fortunately, this time I didn't hear the creepy bone-gnawing sound.
I held the door open with my foot and bravely entered the house.
The room was very quiet, so quiet that you couldn't even hear the sound of the pendulum.
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I turned on the light and what I saw in front of me made me gasp.
The originally white walls of the home turned blood red, and the exquisite furniture was dismantled piece by piece, especially the leather sofa, which was dug into fist-sized holes.
My mind went blank, yes, I even forgot to breathe, and my face turned red.
For those who have never experienced something like this, you can never imagine the horror.
It was a kind of silent terror, and the cold feeling on my back seemed to make me stick to a piece of ice.
The white cat in the cage meowed "meow", and then kept biting the cage with its teeth, with a fearful expression on its face.
"Even animals are scared."
I smiled bitterly in my heart.
But now that we've come this far, there's no point in escaping.
I was cruel, but twenty years later I became a good man again.
I slowly walked to the bathroom.
I turned a blind eye to everything in the room, only holding the white cat and the mahogany box.
As soon as I got to the bathroom, I immediately took out the red-bottomed and white-bodied pottery bowl from my arms and poured all the small bag of glutinous rice into it.
I wiped my face, not daring to look at the blood-stained mirror.
Instead, I took out the Swiss Army knife I carried with me and wiped the white cat's neck, poured it into the bowl along the edge of the cage, and waited until it was there.
The glutinous rice in the bowl is considered good only when the blood has covered it.
I gasped.
Open the peach wood box, take out three sticks of sandalwood, and put them in the cracks of the bricks.
Then I lit a cigarette and stood aside waiting.
Although my hands were shaking, I didn't want to be so embarrassed, so I braced myself and stabilized my hands.
But when I saw the bowl of white cat blood quickly disappearing from my field of vision at a speed visible to the naked eye, I took a sharp breath, my heart beat loudly, and the cigarette fell to the ground. .
At this moment, an extremely pleasant female voice made my heart lift to my throat, and even my breathing paused for a moment.
What a ghost "What do you want me to do, young master?"
The female voice is so beautiful that it makes people feel intoxicated as soon as they hear it, and they can't wait to see her beautiful face.
Young Master, I couldn't help but feel frightened, thinking that this was indeed a thousand-year-old monster, but no words came out of my mouth.
"Why did you ask me to come out?
Since it's okay, I will accept this bowl of rice."
The voice seemed to come from a distance, and it seemed to be whispering in my ear.
I couldn't help but feel panicked, and I couldn't even speak.
It wasn't until I saw the bowl of "blood rice" disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye that I couldn't help but tremblingly said: "Don't you kill me?"
"Why should I kill you?"
the female voice sounded, and I breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this female ghost really wasn't here for me.
"Aren't you a ghost?
You don't kill people?"
I swallowed and asked in a low voice.
In my impression, ghosts have always regarded humans as food.
"I'm not a ghost."
When the female voice spoke, even I couldn't help but be slightly shocked, but her next sentence made me feel like I fell into an ice cave.
"I am a thousand-year-old mandrill."
Then, after the bowl of blood rice had completely disappeared, a woman wearing a big red robe and black hair wrapped around her waist suddenly appeared in front of me.
Her back was turned to me, but just this moment made my heart rise to my throat, and I didn't dare to breathe.
"Do you want to see what I look like" she giggled.
But I could see clearly that she had no legs and was just floating in the air.
I didn't dare to speak, for fear that when she turned around she would be the rotten and hideous face that had appeared in my dream.
"You have a very strange smell."
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She suddenly turned her back to me and stretched out her hand, which made me scream.
I saw her directly holding my hand with the beads, and I instantly felt a biting coldness spreading from my wrist to all my limbs.
There was only a "sizzling" sound of burning, and the mandrill's pale and slender hands were burned a little black, but with a "pop", the string of Rudraksha on my wrist suddenly broke.
The beads were flying everywhere, which made me panic.
"This little thing can't kill me yet.
You can ask me three questions.
After you ask me, you can go wherever you want."
"Who are you, where are you from, what do you want to do?"
I was too lazy to be pretentious.
I gritted my teeth and spit out these three questions.
I am not the kind of patient who can peel off the cocoons and slowly wait for the answer to the mystery.
For those who are open, instead of waiting, it is better to ask directly.
The big red robe slowly faded, and then disappeared into the air instantly, as if it had never appeared.
I squinted my eyes, but the fear in my heart still didn't go away.
At this time, an extremely cold and even cruel voice came into my ears.
"I want to eat ghosts."
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