Boss Shen's Funeral Shop

Sure enough, the little ghost came back to the door of the store at night, still wearing the exaggerated men's shirt, but the shirt became more and more dirty. His shirt was still clean, but the current shirt is as if it has been washed in muddy water.

Shen Jing turned sideways to let the little ghost come in familiarly, but sniffed, and smelled a faint odor from the little ghost, like a dead fish that had been left for a long time and then rubbed against the little ghost many times.

"They are still looking for you, don't go out for a stroll during the day," Shen Jing said after locking the door of the shop, then took the little ghost's hand and walked upstairs, but reached out and touched a sticky thing, and immediately looked at it. to the hand of the imp.

The little ghost hastily put the back of his hand on his hand, avoiding Shen Jing's inspection, and replied: "I see, brother, I'll go take a bath first!"

After finishing speaking, the little ghost ran upstairs in a hurry, leaving Shen Jing to blink downstairs alone. After the little ghost ran past him just now, the smell became stronger.

and……

Shen Jing raised his hand and looked at his palm, there was nothing white and clean, but it left the temperature of the kid's palm, which was icy cold, like ice cubes in a refrigerator, obviously the weather outside was getting hotter every day but the kid's hand was unexpectedly cold.

Shen Jing didn't dare to think too much, he went upstairs quickly, the door of the bathroom was ajar, and there was a rattling sound coming from inside, Shen Jing hesitated for a moment, then walked over slowly with a soft sound, he walked through the crack of the door Look inside.

The little ghost was pouring water into the bathtub. While pouring the water, the little ghost took off his large shirt. He was not wearing anything underneath. His thin and pale body looked slightly yellow under the light in the bathroom, but this did not It's not Shen Jing's focus.

There were scars all over the small body, it looked like it had been whipped, and there were some very inexplicable scars, some of which looked like burns, but they were not as serious as the burns, and the skin appeared piece by piece. The color was burnt yellow, as if... had been shocked by an electric shock.

The reason why he knew it was an electric shock was because Shen Jing had been shocked before and left a small scar on his instep, but there were many such scars on the kid's body, and it looked like his skin had died.

What made Shen Jing even more unexpected was that the scars were obviously bruised, but no blood flowed out, and they were all black and red, as if they had scabbed over.

And on the kid's buttocks, there were also marks of whipping, but it didn't look like whipping. Each scar was two fingers wide, as if it had been whipped by a belt or a small wooden board.

"Hiss..." Shen Jing gasped, such a young child had suffered such severe abuse, who could hit such a heavy hand.

"Ah!" Shen Jing's extremely small voice still managed to attract the kid's attention. He turned his head and saw Shen Jing standing at the door, looking at him from the crack of the door, his face was so frightened that there wasn't even a trace of blood on it. Suddenly showing a frightened expression, the wooden door also closed in response, almost hitting Shen Jing's nose.

But Shen Jing didn't care, he knocked on the door right away, but there was no sound in the bathroom, until after Shen Jing knocked on the door many times in a row, a child whimpering suddenly came from the bathroom, Shen Jing's hand stopped, but he couldn't knock anymore.

When the little ghost came out of the bathroom, Shen Jing had already put his clothes on the bed in the master bedroom, but he went to sleep in the guest room. He needed to calm down. He really didn't know how to deal with such a little ghost.

The kid quietly put the men's shirt on the head of the bed, then put on the clothes Shen Jing had prepared for him, lay down on the bed in a state of embarrassment, and fell asleep.

The wall clock hanging on the wall moved up and down, making a slight clicking sound, which was very obvious in the quiet room.

With a "click", the lock of the door was turned, the door lock made a soft sound, and then it was opened.

Shen Jing stood at the door, looking at the sleeping child lying on the bed with a complicated expression. He walked over softly, stood by the bed and looked at the little ghost, looking back and forth at the little ghost. The obviously normal child, but let He felt very strange.

The room was filled with that stench, which made Shen Jing frowned. The smell seemed to be getting stronger and stronger. He hadn't entered the master bedroom these days. I don't know if it was an illusion. It was only after the baby moved in that it became like this.

Shen Jing's gaze was still patrolling the child's body. Suddenly, his gaze stopped, and the moonlight from outside the window fell on the child's face. On his neck, there was a striking red mark .

Shen Jing leaned over slightly, only then did he see clearly that it turned out to be a strangle mark, like a child who had been strangled by force, leaving such obvious marks, this is no longer the level of abuse, it is simply To this child's life.

Shen Jing looked at the child distressedly, and decided not to ask the child any more, so as not to poke the wound. Anyway, he has already called the police, and there should be a result soon.

After Shen Jing stayed for a while, he walked out of the room lightly, and then gently closed the door of the master bedroom again.

Except for the master bedroom, Shen Jing breathed a sigh of relief, but even so, he always felt that he couldn't breathe in his chest again, and he was extremely depressed.

He didn't pay attention until Shen Jing entered the guest room, just at the door of the master bedroom, the kid stood there dumbly, staring at Shen Jing with a pair of eyes, until Shen Jing disappeared, the kid turned and went back to the room.

He took off the clothes Shen Jing had prepared for him, and then put on the dirty men's shirt on the bed, stepped on the ground with his bare feet, he didn't feel cold at all, and then he went downstairs step by step , when he walked to Grandpa Shen's urn, he paused for a moment, then opened the store door and went out.

After Shen Jing woke up early in the morning and came back after buying breakfast, he naturally didn't see the little ghost. This inevitably made him feel a little weird. When did the kid go out? He bought breakfast at the place where the excuse was. There is no other alley, and the little ghost didn't see the little ghost passing by. How did he leave?

Shen Jing returned to the store, put a steamed stuffed bun and a bowl of soy milk in front of Grandpa Shen's mausoleum, sat next to the cash register in the store and had breakfast, took the remote control and turned on the TV.

The local channel is broadcasted on the TV. It seems that Grandpa Shen still liked to watch TV before he passed away. It broadcasts some local news and trivial matters. Today, they sued for divorce. The vegetables in a certain vegetable market are better than others The place is expensive!These could all be made into the morning news.

The computer hasn't arrived yet, Shen Jing is bored, and watching TV can be regarded as a way to pass the time.

This kind of leisurely life is not bad. Shen Jing has already forgotten about the ghost encounter two days ago. The girl just came to get some jewelry, and it's not that she didn't give her money. She should be considered a pretty good ghost.

Moreover, his place is not a special funeral parlor, if he really wants to hit a ghost, doesn't his grandfather stop opening a shop a long time ago!

This kind of leisure only stayed in the last moment, because in the next moment, an uninvited guest walked in, it turned out to be the man in sunglasses.

It's just that he didn't wear a suit today, but a set of casual clothes, but the sunglasses on his face were still on. As soon as he came in, he greeted Shen Jing very warmly.

"Boss Shen, we meet again, hello!"

Shen Jing glanced at him, put the bun in his hand, looked at the man in sunglasses vigilantly and said, "What are you doing here? The brat is not in my shop right now."

"Oh, Boss Shen, you have misunderstood. Of course I am here to do business with you, not for work," the man in the sunglasses quickly waved his hand to deny it. Said with joss stick.

"Isn't Boss Shen going to do business?"

Shen Jing frowned, stood up and walked to the front of the container, then took out all the things pointed by the man in the sunglasses, and asked, "How do you know my surname is Shen?"

After the man in sunglasses finished listening, he smiled and pointed to the vertical signboard at the door.

All right!Shen Jing admitted that he asked a stupid question. It seems that it's time to change the name of Lao Shen's Funeral Shop.

Shen Jing packed the things, put them in front of the man in sunglasses, and said, "It's 320 yuan in total, thank you for your patronage."

After the man in the sunglasses listened, his expression froze for a moment, but he immediately realized what was going on. He took out 400 yuan from his pocket and put it on the counter, saying.

"Boss Shen, you call it public revenge, and you will suffer losses if you do business, but it doesn't matter," the man in the sunglasses said with a chuckle, "I have a big head, so I have the right to be friends with the boss. My name is Huang Xinyan, how about you? "

It wasn't embarrassing for Shen Jing to be exposed, anyway, he really didn't have a good impression of this person, but he had already accepted his money, and he was too embarrassed to refuse him, so he replied.

"Shen Jing."

"Shen Jing?"

Unexpectedly, after hearing Shen Jing's answer, Huang Xinyan raised his eyebrows and repeated Shen Jing's name. Then, he looked up and down at Shen Jing, and made a tsk-tsk sound, not knowing what he was thinking .

Shen Jing felt uncomfortable under his scrutiny, took out the change from the cash register and gave it to Huang Xinyan, and said, "It's okay to leave."

Huang Xinyan didn't stay long, knowing that he was not welcome, he picked up his things and left the funeral parlor. After walking a few steps, he looked back at the funeral parlor with its door open, then shook his head with a smile.

"It's Shen Jing!... At that time, he was so fierce to him. After knowing his name, he must not be able to move his feet!"