Opening a Shop in the Nightmare World

When noon was approaching in Xincheng Street, Jiangdu District, it was said that ghosts and monsters would never show up.But the weather was not very good, and even looked gloomy because of the impending rain in Jiangdu.

That is to say, under such a sky, a whole row of ghosts stood outside the glass wall of "An Yu Yi Yu"!

If ordinary people see such a picture, they may be terrified. Even Su Zimo... At such a glance, there is an urge to give up the business and go back to the Su family's main house to take a good nap.

But at this moment, the customers of the shop had already sat down comfortably, Su Zimo, who hadn't forgotten the way of hospitality, couldn't help but wonder if these ghosts outside the door came with this new customer.

In addition, the "Notes of the Lonely Mountain · Postscript" hanging on the wall of the store and the ability called "Strange People Don't Get Close" also added a layer of mystery to the new customer in front of him.

"Customer, I'm glad you like the atmosphere of our store." Su Zimo walked to the new customer, "The sound insulation effect of this store is also very good, but I really can't hear how noisy it is outside. I just listened to it." Said that Jiangdu has banned vehicles from honking their horns recently, so the noise on the road should be better than before, right?"

Su Zimo tried his best to make his routine sound more natural.

But the guest who had been quiet for a while, became excited again after hearing what Su Zimo said, and shook his head again and again, saying with some confusion: "No, no, yes, no! It's not that kind of noise, It's not the same as that noise!"

Su Zimo didn't think this guest, who was already dressed in expensive clothes, was suffering from a disease, but the guest's behavior at the moment was really confusing.

Su Zimo could only ask softly again: "What's that sound?"

"It's a voice...it's a human voice..."

Su Zimo heard the lady muttering in a sleepy tone: "Someone is always talking, someone is always talking..."

"Even if I'm talking to other people, I can still hear those people's buzzing voices. Even if I'm alone at home, I can still hear those buzzing voices. Can't they speak softly? Really It's noisy! It's really noisy!"

Su Zimo felt that the lady's mental state was obviously not good, but after taking a look at the situation outside the store, he continued to ask: "Do you know what they are talking about?"

"They...they are scolding me." The guest put down the hands that had been kneading, but his eyes were still blank looking forward, "They have been scolding me, constantly scolding, constantly scolding..."

After murmuring for a long time, the customer finally relaxed slowly in the shop that was isolated from any sound, and even began to close his eyes and meditate.

"It's really quiet here." A particularly comfortable expression appeared on the guest's face.

"Is there anything I can help?" Su Zimo asked patiently and softly again.

But that guest seemed to be immersed in his own world all the time, he refused to speak no matter what, and seemed unable to communicate at all.

Just when Su Zimo and Ghost Umbrella couldn't do anything about the specially prepared milk tea, Su Zimo, who was more sensitive to sound, found that Peng Peng, who had been playing all the time, seemed to have modified a piece of music.

That piece of music was like a person who was still walking in the rain, and suddenly spun around in place, with a note beating in the middle, causing a very short noise.

Su Zimo didn't know what was hidden in this piece of music, but he found that after this piece of music ended, the guest who had been staring at the front with dull eyes suddenly turned his head and looked over, his eyes could not help showing a subtle look, even He also asked him: "Do you want to hear a story?"

"Please tell me." Su Zimo sat down opposite the guest, and then took another cup of milk tea from Guisan, as if ready to listen to the story.

"In fact, I was just a very ordinary person, with a very ordinary birth, a very ordinary appearance, very ordinary and even some bad grades." The guest also came back to his senses, and tasted the special milk tea amidst the sound of the piano.

"But then, I got something." The guest said vaguely, as if he didn't want to explain what that thing was, "The person who gave me that thing said that this thing has a very magical ability to respond to requests .”

"?" Su Zimo felt that if such a magical existence really existed in this world, no matter how high the level of the ghost weapon was, it would be completely crushed.

Of course, the premise is that this baby has no side effects.

"Of course I don't believe it." The guest lowered his head and touched the glass with his hands again and again, "But at that time, I felt that it didn't matter if I tried this kind of thing casually, as if many people would ask God to bless me. Before the exam, I prayed that I could be the first in the class. With my grades at the time, this kind of wish was simply a luxury for me.”

"But when I took the exam the next day, I felt a little groggy, as if a voice kept whispering in my ear, which made me answer the entire test paper in a daze." The guest paused, " Now that I think about it, that was the first time I heard that voice, and it disappeared afterwards."

"I scored [-] points on that test paper." The guest looked up in confusion, "but when I read that test paper again, I felt very strange, as if I had never done it before. If it weren't for the fact that I was the only one in the class A score of [-], some teachers may think that I cheated in the exam."

"Since then, I have felt that that thing may really be responsive, but what can be satisfied are some wishes that do not exceed the normal range. Wishes such as wanting to have superpowers will not be answered."

"The first big wish I made was that my ordinary family could become rich. Then my father was suddenly promoted by the small company he worked for, and the small company was suddenly acquired by a big company. My father went all the way. Got into management pretty quickly."

The guest paused, and continued: "During this period, relying on the power of being responsive, I successfully entered a first-class university in Jiangdu, and even my ordinary appearance began to change."

"All these things happened within one year." The guest said, with a confused expression in his eyes, "I should be very happy this year, but I don't know why, I'm really tired, I I can always hear various voices coming from my ears, and even hear them wishing me to die as soon as possible."

"Even when I was dreaming, I could hear those voices ringing in my ears, and when I woke up from the nightmare, I would often see my father appearing in my room late at night, just motionless. Standing there, looking down at me lying on the bed."

"I pushed him, and he left."

"But that's not the strangest thing." The guest paused again, "The strangest thing is my face."

The guest raised his head, revealing that delicately made up face.

Perhaps because of the high value of the makeup, Su Zimo didn't see anything special at first glance, but after a closer look, he found that the makeup on the guest's face was a bit too thick.

"My face has become different from before." The guest took off his light brown glasses, "It's not that it looks better, but it's completely different, even the shape of the face, the color of the pupils, and other things that shouldn't have changed. Everything is different. Whenever I look in the mirror, I feel like I'm becoming another stranger!"

"The voices in my ears are getting more and more noisy. I really can't stand it anymore. If I can calm down, I can throw away all the things I have now!"

The guest lowered his head again, hiding his face in pain.

"So, that voice appeared after you made your wish for the first time?" Su Zimo secretly reviewed what the guest said.

"Yes." She just nodded slightly, with some sobs in her voice.

"Could it be that every time you make a wish, more strange things will appear around you, and the voices in your ears will also increase?" Su Zimo guessed carefully, and got up and walked aside.

"How do you know?" The guest's face finally showed a surprised expression beyond confusion.

"What did you find?" Guisan didn't know when he walked behind Su Zimo from behind the counter. He leaned slightly behind, relying on being taller than Su Zimo, he lowered his head and attached himself to Su Zimo's ear Whispering softly at the same time, it made the store manager's ears tickle slightly.

"It's just a guess." Su Zimo took a step to the side without looking back, "Every time she makes a wish, there will be another ghost by her side."

The voice heard by the guest was actually the ghost language surrounding her.

Her wish also involved the family around her, so even her father's behavior became strange under the influence of the ghost.

Conservation of cause and effect, exchange of equal value, Su Zimo does not believe in any "responsiveness" that comes out of nothing.

Su Zimo didn't know how many wishes this customer had made, but the row of ghosts standing at the door of the store made people feel chills in the back no matter how they looked at them.

"But I'm a bit strange." Su Zimo was naturally talking to the ghost umbrella standing behind him, "Since those ghosts said they wanted her to die, and so many ghosts don't seem very friendly, why? Haven't they done it yet?"

"I think they have made a move." Ghost Umbrella said softly.

"..." Su Zimo's body stiffened for a moment, and then he looked at the female guest sitting there in disbelief.

She is not alive?

"It's not surprising, this store has the ability to temporarily give ghosts a body shape, so it's not easy for humans to distinguish." Guisan explained, "As you said, boss, she has provoked so many ghosts. , it is impossible to survive until now.”

Su Zimo subconsciously glanced at the "Notes of Gushan · Postscript" on the wall, and felt that he had underestimated the ability of "Do not enter by strangers".

The customers who had been sitting there seemed completely unaware that the two "people" in the store were talking about themselves, but they just sat there quietly and did not participate in Su Zimo's conversation with them.

"Does that thing she mentioned refer to the ghost weapon?" Su Zimo was also a little confused.

"No, it should be something that exists in this world." Ghost Umbrella returned to the counter and communicated with Su Zimo in a voice that did not worry that others would hear it, "Every world originally has some ghosts and ghosts. stories, otherwise there wouldn’t be so many legends and stories passed down to this day.”

"However, there will not be too many such ghost anecdotes. Before the nightmare world appeared in this world, most of the ghosts, regardless of whether they complained or not, would disappear directly. Even the legendary death and hell are nonsense. .” The depth of what Ghost Umbrella said this time exceeded the nonsense he had said in the past.

"Then what does the existence of the nightmare world mean?" Su Zimo finally looked back at the ghost umbrella and asked, hoping to learn more about the nightmare world from the rare and normal ghost umbrella.

"?" As a result, Guisan, who had been performing supernormally just now, tilted his head innocently, with an expression of "how could I know such a profound question".

"In short, even if these ghosts are really responsive to her requests, they will definitely ask for a price?" Su Zimo glanced outside the store again, "What will happen if this customer leaves 'An Yu Yi Yu'?"

"Probably the same thing as that ghost eye met me?" Guisan stretched out his finger and caressed his lips.

"..."