am i a devil

Wang Mo was stunned by his own thought, calmed down and continued to take pictures.

Because it was just an ordinary ID photo, so even the apprentice Wang Mo quickly got it done. He put down the camera in his hand and came to the old man.

"Mister, the photo has been taken, look..."

Wang Mo was going to ask him how many sheets he wanted to wash, what size and other information, but when the words came to his lips, there was a feeling of sadness, and it seemed that he needed to organize his words.

"It needs to be bigger." The old man thought for a while longer than the average person, then stretched out his hand and gestured for a similar size, and looked at Wang Mo.

"It's that big, okay." The old man looked at Wang Mo with his own chaotic eyes, and said to him with an attitude of discussing and measuring.

"Okay, no problem. I'll send it to you when it's ready in our store." Wang Mo agreed with a good attitude.

"No need," the old man tightened his grip on his crutches, and slowly stood up from his seat with great difficulty.

"No need." With Wang Mo's help, he finally stood up straight, then shook his head and repeated.

"I'll get it myself." The old man said, and then he reached into the pocket of his coat again, as if he wanted to take out the money.

"Old man, it's the same when you get the photo and then pay. It will be ready in about two days." Wang Mo said kindly.

"Really." The old man paused, then nodded.

"Then, I'll take my leave." After the old gentleman finished speaking, he tremblingly walked towards the door.

"Old man, do you live near here, or else you can wait for me for a while, and I will send you off with my clothes on..." Wang Mo said while turning back to pack his things.

But when he put on his down jacket and turned around again, there was no trace of the old man!

Wang Mo: "..."

Although it's not polite to think so, Wang Mo always feels that the old gentleman's movement speed is indistinguishable from that of a sloth.

So here comes the question, how did such a sloth-level player disappear from such a large store in the few seconds he looked back?

"Old Mister" Wang Mo tentatively shouted a few words, only to find that the photo studio was empty except for himself, and no one answered.

He took a few steps outside, pushed open the door of the photo studio, and found a series of shallow footprints on the snow falling on the stone steps at the door.

The string of footprints extended to the street and disappeared completely.

Maybe it was covered by the wind and snow, Wang Mo thought in his heart.

I don't know where this old gentleman lives. It's hard for him to walk back in such a snowy day.

But since the person had already left, Wang Mo had no choice but to close the door and continue to do his cleaning work.

When he scanned the place where the old gentleman was sitting just now, he found two or three small cards scattered on the ground.

Wang Mo picked up the small card and took a closer look. There was an address written on it.

He nodded, not surprised.

It is not new for this kind of small card to be carried by the elderly. It is used to prevent getting lost. Wang Mo has encountered it before. It may be that the old man is afraid that he will get lost, so he carries a lot of cards with him. It fell out.

He looked at the handwriting on the small card, flamboyant and beautiful, and after looking at it for a while, he put them on the counter and put them away.

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In a flash, two days passed.

The store made the portrait according to the old man's request, but Wang Mo waited until the next day, but no one came to pick it up.

Wang Mo was a little worried, because he felt that the old gentleman didn't look like the type to release pigeons casually, if the agreed time didn't come...

He waited until the end of the day shift, but the old man still didn't come, so Wang Mo decided to drop him off on the way off work, and check the old man's situation and see if he needed help.

Today's road conditions are still bad, and the north wind blows snow and flowers.

Wang Mo found the old gentleman's residence according to the address on the small card, and felt a little surprised.

I am a young man in the prime of life who has walked a long way in the heavy snow and is about to freeze. How did the old gentleman persist in walking back and forth on New Year's Eve?

Wang Mo walked into the alley, because the aisles in the alley were narrow, so the wind and snow felt a little less.

He touched the house number and found the address left by the old gentleman on the note along the way.

This is a small courtyard with a single door. Although it is a little bigger than bonsai and limited, it looks neat and tidy from the outside of the courtyard gate.

The courtyard door was not closed, so Wang Mo slapped the door a few times.

"Old sir" Wang Mo greeted.

"I'm here to send you a picture."

The yard was quiet, without any sound.

Wang Mo lingered at the door for a while, then said "excuse me" and walked in.

"Old man, are you home? I'm an apprentice in a photo studio." Wang Mo amplified the volume a little, and greeted again.

There was still not a single living creature in the small courtyard agreeing to his words, there was only an adobe house facing the courtyard gate, standing there alone, as gloomy as a ruined temple in a ghost movie.

Wang Mo swallowed his saliva, and boldly took two steps forward.

Just when he reached out to knock on the door, the old iron door creaked open because of the wind brought by Wang Mo when he was walking.

It doesn't matter if this small gap is opened, a thick bloody smell will rush to the face!

Wang Mo shuddered all over his body, held his breath and listened intently, and then he heard faint sounds coming from the room.

It sounded like something was crawling on the ground.

Wang Mo's heart tightened, and he thought that the old man accidentally fell down and was injured, so he crawled on the ground because he couldn't ask for help. On the calling interface, one hand gently pushed open the door.

The lighting in the room was very dim.

Wang Mo narrowed his eyes and tentatively walked in.

He felt that the floor seemed untidy, because it felt sticky when he stepped on it.

Wang Mo: "..."

He suddenly realized something, lowered his head and carefully identified it.

Then he found that his feet were covered with blood, and they were winding and extending forward, like a red carpet leading people to the depths of hell!

Wang Mo shuddered all over, and pressed the dial button on his hand. As a result, only a blind tone with no signal came from the phone.

At this moment, he heard the thin and broken voice coming from directly in front of him.

Wang Mo's breathing became more and more rapid, he slowly raised his eyes, and as his eyes gradually adapted to the dim light in the room, he saw a person crawling at the end of the blood-stained red carpet.

The man seemed to have sensed that there was an uninvited guest behind him.

I saw him slowly turning around...

What suddenly caught Wang Mo's eyes was the face like a shriveled walnut on the portrait he was holding in his hand at this moment!

Suddenly, the face smiled.

His smile got bigger and bigger, and finally, his face was cracked!

"Ah!" Wang Mo yelled, and the portrait in his arms fell to the ground, shattered to pieces.

Then he saw that another human head grew out of that cracked face.

Young and handsome.

Just ask if you are afraid of it!