Zhao Chen suddenly stood up, his face pale.
"My brother has a habit. He... likes to go to vintage stores."
"Huh?" I didn't understand.
Chuying's eyes narrowed and she said: "Places that sell some old clothes and accessories are usually from the last century, and most of them are shipped from abroad. In recent years, there have been many people who like them, and they are very popular."
Zhao Chen nodded repeatedly, pursed his lips and said: "Not only those, my brother said that that store also sells some second-hand things, the quality is better than other stores, and the price is lower."
"Actually, my sister-in-law and my brother have a lot of conflicts. Not only because they bought unfinished buildings before, but also because of my brother's hobby. He loves to buy vintage things too much. My sister-in-law always says that those are not It’s clean, I checked it out, a lot of people on the Internet... said that vintage shops sell dead people’s clothes..."
"But my brother happens to be an atheist. The last time they had the most serious trouble, the child had a fever. My sister-in-law said she saw something unclean, but my brother thought it was her sister-in-law who didn't take care of the child well."
"The two had a big quarrel, and my sister-in-law left. My brother felt very regretful afterwards..."
"Some time ago, he really had no choice but to sell all his collections."
As soon as Zhao Chen finished speaking, I asked her if she knew where that store was?
She nodded and said that her brother had taken her there that time, but she stood outside and did not dare to go in.
"Can you take us there?" I asked Zhao Ping again.
Zhao Chen nodded, still looking uneasy, and asked me: "Is it true that my brother's lingering ghost is also because of those things? Can't he be reincarnated?"
"He will." I said firmly.
Leaving Qinghua Community, I got into Chaoying's car.
Zhao Ping asked me what my name was again. Her brother was really lucky to have a friend like me.
It's been a long time since his brother passed away, and no one has said a word to him.
I paused and replied: "Tang Qian."
Tsubaki Ying glanced at me with a strange look in her eyes.
Zhao Ping was grateful one after another and said thank you to Brother Tang before telling Chu Ying the address of the vintage shop.
…
The vintage store is located on a commercial street in the center of the city.
When I parked the car, my heart froze slightly. It was only one street away from Sun Dahai's residence.
It was past four o'clock and the sun was shining brightly.
After Zhao Ping got off the car, she pointed to a shop on the roadside called "Vintage."
The lighting in the whole street is good, but the front of the store has been renovated, leaving only a narrow door, with low walls and glass windows on both sides. It feels like an old house, with a sense of darkness.
Zhao Chen reluctantly led us in.
The gloomy feeling became heavier. The walls on both sides and the top of the ceiling were covered with clothes-drying poles, and old clothes and women's bags were densely hung.
The light was very poor and you could even smell a faint odor.
Zhao Chen felt nothing except being a little scared and hunching his shoulders.
Tsubaki Ying was acting as usual, as if she didn't smell anything.
I can smell it because I have been in contact with corpses too much, and the smell of corpse odor is too special.
However, the smell is too weak. It should only be on one or two pieces of clothing, not all of them.
Two people stood opposite each other in the back of the store.
One person was obviously the boss, and he looked like he had suffered a great loss: "Uncle, you are my uncle. This parrot cage is made by a famous man, and the hooks are made of old jade. No matter how smart the parrot you raise is, it is impossible to Open this lock."
“The cloisonné enamel cage bars are both stylish and practical!”
"You have taken care of my business so many times, how have I ever cheated you?"
The other person was facing the boss, with his back to us.
He held a birdcage in one hand and fiddled with the opening of the birdcage with the other hand. His voice was rough and sounded like a broken gong: "Okay, that's it. If my newly bought starling escapes, then you will not only pay for the cage, but also pay for it." You have to pay for it.”
My heart skipped a beat.
Sun Dahai?
This familiar voice and familiar figure must be him.
I never expected that we would be so at odds with each other.
I understood this conversation in a few words. He thought that the myna he had raised before ran away, bought a new myna, and came to buy a birdcage.
Even at such an advanced age, I still really keep up with trends.
The shop owner patted his chest and promised that if the starling ran away, he would pay ten dollars.
Sun Dahai turned around with a smile and walked out holding the birdcage.
My eyes fell on the old clothes hanging on the wall, and I didn't look at Sun Dahai.
Although I didn't put on any makeup at this time, after all, ten years have passed. Between the ages of nine and nineteen, people have changed the most.
Sun Dahai didn't recognize who I was and didn't stop when he passed by me.
"Haha, what do you guys want to see? Clothes or accessories?" The store owner walked towards us.
Suddenly, Sun Dahai stopped and turned sideways.
My heart suddenly sank.
But Sun Dahai didn't look at me. Instead, he stared at Chu Ying, thinking something on his thin face.
Chuying frowned, turned her back to Sun Dahai, and avoided looking at him.
The next moment, Sun Dahai walked out of the store and walked into the crowd.
During this time, the boss just walked up to us.
He has a long face, a bit like a horse's face, with slender eyebrows and eyes.
"Boss, my brother's name is Zhao Kang. We are looking for you to ask something." Zhao Ping spoke cautiously.
"Brother Kang, I remembered. He is a regular customer, but he returned a lot of goods to me before last time." The boss smiled even more.
"Have they all been refunded? Is there anything that has not been refunded to you?" I asked as my mind returned to normal.
Almost without thinking, the boss nodded and replied: "There is one thing that I haven't returned, a pair of rimless glasses. That thing is worthless. Brother Kang said that his life is over, so he just keeps it as a thought."
At this point, the smile on his face faded, and he sighed with a complex expression: "It's not easy to live in these days. The middle-aged man is unemployed, his wife is getting divorced, he bought a poorly-finished building, and he was debt-collected by the Internet. Brother Kang has been in trouble for a while. He didn’t come to my store anymore. How is he doing?"
The boss's voice was normal, but it made my pupils shrink.
Zhao Kang does have a pair of rimless glasses on his face.
It's just that the thing to live in is too important.
Very few ghosts carry it with them. At most, they hide it near places where they frequently move.
For example, Tang Qianqian took Huang Juelan with her because she didn't want to stay at home.
If the host is destroyed, the ghost will become extremely weak.
"What can you say about that pair of glasses? I just want that thing. Do you have anything similar here?" I asked.
"Uh... I do still have glasses, and the brand is not small, but the cheap ones are gone."
The boss shook his head and said: "With that frame, if it is clean, it will cost at least four or five dollars. It was a limited-edition Cartier custom-made frame in the 1950s and 1960s. A friend Ye Luzi got it from me. I heard that the previous The owner was the director of a mental hospital, and he committed suicide, and his family sold the belongings."
"Of course! Don't worry, everyone, I basically won't sell unclean things. That is to say, Brother Kang said that he wanted a good frame, but didn't have that much money. My friend happened to have a bargain, and Brother Kang didn't mind. , I just sold it.”
"Brother, do you want me to show you some other brands of glasses? They are all in good condition, and there are two unique pieces!" the shop owner asked me sincerely.
I remained silent.
Saying that I want it is actually what I want to do to trick my boss.
The problem with the glasses is self-evident.
Zhao Kang also committed suicide, which is by no means a coincidence.
Originally, I thought that after knowing what the object was, I could find it as long as I lured Zhao Kang away.
Once you take the object of shelter, you can basically restrain the ghost.
But now, Zhao Kang is wearing glasses on his face. He is so fierce, how can I hold them?
