Panguan

"Are you leaving?" someone asked softly.

"It's time to go."

The people in the corner breathed a sigh of relief, and then became stunned again.

The boy in the plaid shirt stared at Wen Shi and the others and suddenly said, "Can you take us out?"

Zhang Biling is a safe and conservative person. She said: "I will try my best."

But in this environment, the word "try your best" is far from comforting. So the boy said "Oh" and was silent and dazed, like a wandering ghost with a shadow of a snake.

Each of them looked very bad, their eyes were all black and blue, and they didn't know if they had closed their eyes since they came in.

The girlfriend in the plaid shirt suddenly whispered: "I want to go to the bathroom."

The store suddenly fell into dead silence.

It seems that this has become a conditioned reflex. As long as someone says this, everyone will get tense.

"Let's go, I'll take you there." Zhang Biling said.

As soon as she opened her mouth, the other three people also said: "Then I will go too, let's go together."

They pushed the scroll door halfway up and got out one after another.

"You guys stay here for a while, don't run around." Zhang Biling spoke with an elder tone.

Her instructions included Wen Shi, Xia Qiao and even Xie Wen. After all, as far as she knew, these three people had no names or surnames, and one of them had his name removed. In fact, none of them were of much use.

As a result, as soon as she left, she got out of the scroll door when she heard about it.

"Where are you going?" Zhou Xu called him.

Wen Shi was not a gentle person, and he didn't like naughty children, so he didn't answer at all.

"Hey!" Zhou Xu called him again.

It still feels like I'm deaf when I smell it.

It wasn't until Xie Wen followed him out that he frowned and said, "What are you doing out here?"

"Are you the only one who can get out of this door? Are you overbearing?" Xie Wen pointed to the dim corridor: "I'll go check out those stores."

After saying that, he didn't wait for anyone and walked directly over there.

When I heard it: "?"

Just as he was about to lift his feet, Zhou Xu used the drake's voice to quack again: "Didn't I tell you not to run around?!"

When Wenshi held on to the lower edge of the scroll door, he bent down and looked at him: "Who allowed it?"

He was always cold, and it was quite oppressive to look down at him like this. Zhou Xu choked and shouted, "My mother!"

"It's not my mother." Wen Shi said and left.

Zhou Xu was left with a face full of ice, feeling both humiliated and a little angry. He said "Come on" and then got out, looking menacing like a goose chasing people to peck.

"Hey, why don't you follow my brother?" Xia Qiao knew that he was timid and planned to stay here for a while and not go out to cause trouble.

But when he saw that Brother Wen was following him, he immediately shouted and went out.

So Ms. Zhang led the team back from the bathroom and found that only two middle-aged men were huddled together to keep warm in the store, and the rest had all run away.

Zhang Biling felt that this cage was about to end.

***

In the huge shopping mall, there are still only a few shops with blue and white lights on.

When I heard this, I walked along the corridor and found that the door of the nearest shop was open.

When he first entered the cage, he glanced hastily and had some impression of the store, because the store seemed to be full of photo frames, and the owner was very fat. He looked like he weighed 200 pounds, and he couldn't even bend down when closing the scroll door. It's tough.

But now, the big shopkeeper was nowhere to be seen.

There was a pool of traces in front of the door that came from nowhere, as if someone had stood here for a long time before, and it was dripping wet.

When I heard about it, I pushed the scroll door upward and got into the store.

Only then did he realize that the photo frames hanging throughout the store were all black, large and small, but they were all photos of the same person.

Or it can’t be called a photo, but a painting——

Deep eyebrows, eyes as black as ink balls, and straight lips.

It was the face of the woman who was chasing them everywhere.

However, the pictures in the photo frame have no color, they are all black and white, just like the wall full of posthumous photos.

These photos are just looking at Wenshi in the center of the store.

suddenly! The scroll door creaked.

When he heard this, he turned around and saw a gloomy old lady standing outside the door, grabbing the scroll door with both hands and pulling it down hard.

She was thin and old, but very strong, and she heard a "wow" sound!

…

No pull.

Wenshi stood in the shop, holding a white cotton thread on his hanging fingers. The other end of the thread was tied to the lock on the outside. The long stretched thread held up the scroll door, making it impossible for anyone to pull it down even an inch.

The old lady stretched out her arms: "..."

When he heard this, he asked with a cold face: "What are you doing?"

The old lady stared at him with white eyes and said in a thin voice: "This store is closed."

When Wen Shi asked: "Why?"

The old lady pursed her lips.

When Wen Shi asked: “Where is the shop owner?”

The old lady still said nothing.

There was a noise somewhere in the distance. The old lady turned back and glanced in the direction of the shop opposite, then turned back.

She smacked her lips, and her old voice was thin and floaty: "No, no, no, I'm going to eat, it's time to eat."

As she said that, she pushed the door open and pushed it down a little harder.

smell

Just when I was thinking about the logic between "The owner of Fatty's shop is gone" and "I'm going to eat", I saw a very tall man walking over.