psychic coffin shop

It is hard to find a store in a good location in the city center where every inch of land is expensive, but in the most expensive and prosperous area, there is a coffin shop with an extremely large area. Today, cremation has become the mainstream, people can't help but worry about this shop Will there be business? Is the boss who opened the store out of his mind?

Different from the same commercial decoration next to it, the decoration of the coffin shop continues the style of the last century. Decoration materials such as cement tiles are not visible here, which is very retro.

In front of the gate is an old peach tree that has lived for an unknown period of time. The bark has been turned over and filled with the vicissitudes of time. When the flowers bloom, the entire downtown area is immersed in the intoxicating fragrance of peach blossoms.

"Little friend, is this really the coffin of golden nanmu?"

The young man who bowed his head for cleaning straightened up when he heard the words. The boy's figure was as tall and straight as a green pine, and the student's head looked more energetic. On his originally handsome face, there was a dark red mark as thick as a thumb from the center of the eyebrow, across the right cheek, until near the base of the ear. , Destroying the beauty of the entire face.

"Pity……"

The visitor unknowingly spoke his mind, and after realizing it, he was a little embarrassed and wanted to cover up one or two things, but Shen Yitang didn't care at all, as if he had experienced it countless times, and warmly entertained this middle-aged couple .

"The coffin is indeed made of golden nanmu."

"I just don't know about the price..." The middle-aged couple seemed very satisfied with the handicraft-like coffin in front of them, and then asked.

"...We don't sell this, the master won't let me sell it, sorry..."

The familiar script has happened countless times since Shen Yitang can remember. At first, he wondered why he didn't do business when he came to the door, until the master told him that the inside was not empty...

From the initial horror to the current habit, he has adapted very well, but the material of the coffin in the store is really luxurious, only you can't think of it, there is no one in the store, which also attracts countless customers. Shen Yitang could only refuse over and over again.

"That's it, then I think the one next to it seems pretty good, it seems to be... Fengweiqiao?"

The woman turned her head and glanced at the smaller one beside her, and after a closer look, it turned out to be Fengwei woodcutter, which is even rarer than golden nanmu!

"...I'm sorry, this master won't let you sell it either."

There was a stiff smile on Shen Yitang's lips, he had already predicted the next script, he would definitely be scolded bloody, and in line with the principle that the customer is God, he could only laugh along with him, but look at the scene in front of him. The two couples should not be the kind of reluctant people, and they should not break the record of chatting for six hours.

"Then what do you sell here?"

The husband frowned impatiently, and turned to ask Shen Yitang.

"I'm sorry sir, we can't sell anything in our store..."

"what!"

Shen Yitang said in his heart, "Here we are...", even though he was extremely helpless, he could only keep a smile on his face.

Sure enough, the man sneered, deeply feeling that he had been fooled by Shen Yitang, so he raised his voice and asked loudly.

"Are you looking down on us? Do you think we can't afford it?" The corners of the raised eyes glanced contemptuously at Shen Yitang's whitishly washed, cheap No. [-] Middle School uniform, "Where's your boss! I can't tell you! Give me Get your boss out!"

Seeing the aggressive couple, who were about to have a big fight, Shen Yitang felt bitter. He had also asked the master countless times, can't he not open a shop?But the master said that opening a coffin shop was his childhood dream, and he must not give up halfway...

"What do you want from me!"

The extremely arrogant voice was like the sound of heaven in Shen Yitang's ears, and the hale and hearty old man left a pile of tattered bags on the bluestone floor, making a sparse sound.

"master!"

Shen Yitang stepped forward to help the old man pat the loess off his shoulders, and picked out the weeds in his hair by the way. The old man's face was not very happy, but after seeing Shen Yitang, he turned his head to look at the couple, Not so kind.

"Are you the boss here?"

The bloated man looked at the thin and slightly sloppy old man in front of him, and he really couldn't connect with the shop owner. He thought that a person with such a big shop in such a place shouldn't look like this.

"You open the door to do business, but your job here says that the coffins here are not for sale, you see..." The bloated man gloated and glanced at Shen Yitang. In his opinion, it was Shen Yitang's fault and refused to sell the coffin to him. The boss didn't give him a look when he came back?

"You know I'm the one who does business. I can sell to whomever I want, and I can sell whatever I want."

"You! Why are you like this!"

The woman was also confused by the master, and her towering chest heaved violently.

"What about me? My own place, my own things, can I just take them out and give them palms?" The master glanced at the man's face and snorted coldly, "My coffins are only for meritorious and virtuous people. I am ungrateful, and those who bully their masters and destroy their ancestors will feel disgusted even if they look at my old man!"

The middle-aged couple's faces were as ugly as if they had eaten dead flies. They forced their mouths to be stubborn, and accused the master of talking nonsense.

"The old cat sleeps in the room, passed down from generation to generation, let's wait and see..."

Judging from the faces of the two, Jun's sons and heirs are not well-connected. Although they have tens of thousands of family wealth, they came from a wrong path.

The two couples cursed and left, and Shen Yitang was no longer surprised by this situation, so he cared more about his master.

"Master, why did you come back so soon?" Usually, when the master goes out for a trip, three to five months is a common thing, and it is not uncommon in three or five years, but today, in half a month, the master came back, and Shen Yitang was really curious about the master's "harvest".

"hey-hey……"

The master smiled, and took out a small piece of leg bone that was as white as jade from the mess, and carefully put it aside.

"Xiaotang, the coffin of the South China Sea tourmaline that the master asked you to open, drag it out for me. Only the South China Sea tourmaline can match her..."

Shen Yitang is already used to the master "digging wild graves", and picks up the mutilated bones home and puts them in coffins for offering - all coffins at home come from this way.

Sometimes it's a severed arm, sometimes it's a half head, and there are also some large and surprisingly large animal skeletons, all of which are collected by the master and sealed one by one in a specific coffin. Shen Yitang has always had an illusion that the master seems to be with these The "people" in the coffin met...

"Master, I'm going to school."

The master should be fully immersed in arranging the newly found leg bones. No one responded to Shen Yitang in the empty coffin shop. Shen Yitang seemed to have been used to it for a long time. He carried the schoolbag on the coffin and ordered it for everyone lying in the shop. Three pillars of fragrance, and then go out.

The temperature outside is surprisingly high, the air has already begun to distort, and the sun visor at the bus stop happened to fall off for some reason, and the people waiting for the bus can only be exposed to the scorching sun. Only then slowly drove over.

Originally, I thought it would be cooler on the bus, but I couldn't stand the crowd. The bustling people were crowded together sweating, and the air-conditioning was negligible.

From time to time, there were eyes secretly looking at Shen Yitang's face, but he just didn't notice it, with silver wireless earphones in his ears, in the scorching atmosphere, it was as quiet as a mountain spring, just looking at it made people feel calm.

"Hey, have you heard that someone died in a middle school yesterday, and the one who fell from the third floor fell like that, who would believe it?"

"Tsk tsk, is that right? Maybe the kid from the rich family has played too hard again..."

"Such a big girl, how sad the family must be."

……

The car slowly began to talk about Damei who passed away last night, even those who didn't participate, they all listened with stunned ears, afraid of missing the latest gossip.

A middle school?

Shen Yitang stood in the crowd fresh and refreshed, without a trace of sweat on his body. Hearing that it was an accident in No. [-] Middle School, he raised his eyebrows slightly.

The No. [-] Middle School and the No. [-] Middle School where he is located are only separated by a forest park. Although they are neighboring schools, one is a well-received aristocratic school, and the other is a third-rate high school that ranks at the bottom of the province. The students of the two schools are born with a kind of class contradiction, and they are incompatible.

"Ding!"

The familiar sound of announcing the stop sounded, and Shen Yitang got off the bus with the crowd, and frowned as soon as he got off the bus. The sinister aura in the middle next door was so offensive that it was hard for people not to pay attention.

It seems that the girl's death is indeed strange, and according to this posture, I'm afraid this is just the beginning...

Shen Yitang was so focused on the unusual evil spirit next door that he didn't pay attention to the road under his feet, and collided with an elementary school girl who was holding a tall paper, and suddenly there was a burst of white snow.

"Oh, I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

The elementary school girl decided that she was not optimistic about the road and bumped into someone and quickly admitted her mistake. Shen Yitang just said in a low voice, "It's nothing." Then he bowed his head to help her pick up the paper.

"No, it's all here."

It took a long time for Shen Yitang and some other enthusiastic students to pack up the messy papers. Shen Yitang handed the papers to the primary school girl and smiled softly.

"Thank you for learning... scare!"

The elementary school girl only saw Shen Yitang's handsome left side face before, her heart was pounding wildly, and she had already started to imagine the future of this beautiful encounter, but the birthmark on Shen Yitang's right face was like a sharp sword, which made her girl Huaichun My dream was stabbed just like the test paper just now-it was scattered.

The smile on Shen Yitang's face deepened, but there was a hint of apology, even if it wasn't out of his own heart, he apologized for scaring others.

"Hey……"

The elementary school girl opened her mouth to say something, but Shen Yitang had already walked away. She seemed to have hurt him, but she didn't seem to...

The No. [-] Middle School is the same as the No. [-] Middle School. It is also a boarding system, but it is not so strict. After paying the money, it depends on whether you want to sleep or not.

Shen Yitang has never been in the dormitory, firstly because he likes to be quiet, and secondly because he is afraid of frightening his classmates like he did in the afternoon.

Since he planned to visit No. [-] Middle School tonight, Shen Yitang stepped into the dormitory door for the first time in two years.