I Like Weird the Most

It has been more than half an hour since I came to the ancient street mentioned by Lao Chen.

This is a dilapidated and vicissitudes of life street, with a sense of age at first glance.

The ground is not concrete, but paved with bluestone slabs, which are mottled and full of cracks.

There are pagoda trees on both sides of the street.

Judging from the thickness of the tree trunks, one can tell that these locust trees have been around for many years.

Moreover, because the locust tree has luxuriant branches and leaves, it blocks the sunlight during the day, and even the moonlight and starlight cannot be seen at night. The whole street looks dark and gloomy, and looks gloomy.

It was almost three o'clock in the morning, and the old street was empty, except for the rustling of leaves as the night wind blew past, there was nothing else.

He Wenzhi narrowed his eyes, always feeling that there was something hidden in this street, which vaguely made him palpitate.

It seems to be a terrifying existence.

"It's just that I haven't seen this street before?" He Wenzhi was a little puzzled.

After all, he was also a native of Chunshi, searching for the memories in his mind, but he knew nothing about it.

He remembered that according to some folk rumors, it seemed that he always liked to associate locust trees with ghosts and other unclean things.

That being the case, why is this street full of locust trees?

This world is not the earth of the previous life. Those things really existed in this world, so how could there be such a street full of locust trees?

"Deliberately recruiting ghosts?" He Wenzhi was thinking.

He looked forward again.

In the depths of this ancient street, there is still a shop with lights on, and there is also a dilapidated street lamp emitting dim yellow light at the door.

A man crouched under a street lamp with a brazier in front of him.

While burning the paper money, he threw some paper money into the air, and he was also chanting something, looking like he was talking.

From the dim street light, it can be seen that this is a man with a very strong body.

He has a rough face, with thick flesh on his face, a pair of eyes like copper bells, fierce and mighty, with an unshaven beard and overgrown temple hair, which makes him look a bit slovenly.

At first glance, there is a sense of sight of Zhang Yide from Yan.

For some reason, He Wenzhi inexplicably remembered the emoji from his previous life, and a voice suddenly popped out in his head [Brother! 】.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew head-on, rolling up paper money flying all over the sky.

The man also turned his head to look, and after seeing the two, he stood up.

"elder brother!"

"Pfft!" He Wenzhi almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

You are so loud!

Captain Chen was taken aback, and looked up at He Wenzhi who was helping him push the wheelchair: "Qizhi, what's wrong with you?"

"Cough, it's okay, I choked on my saliva." He Wenzhi shook his head.

At this moment, the man shouted again: "Brother! There are guests!"

"Hush."

A refined middle-aged man's voice came from the shop: "Keep your voice down, it's late at night, don't disturb the rest of the neighbors."

"Damn!" The man didn't care at all, and said carelessly, "Brother, what are you talking about, our neighbors don't sleep at night!"

As he spoke, the man swaggered towards He Wenzhi.

When the distance got closer, the man was taken aback.

"Old Chen?"

"Senior Chen, it's me..."

"How did you become this virtuous? Not only is your leg crippled, but you also wrapped yourself up like a sandbag. I didn't even recognize it just now!"

Old Chen: "..."

What is this virtue?

"This is...?" The man looked at He Wenzhi and asked.

"This is my friend." Old Chen replied.

"Since we are friends, let's come in and talk." The man waved his hand.

The three entered the shop.

He Wenzhi looked around, and he smelled the fragrance of medicine just as he was walking on the road, now he came in and saw that this place was indeed a medicine shop.

The pharmacy is antique and filled with a strong sense of time. In this day and age, such pharmacies are really rare.

At the counter, a middle-aged man wearing a black robe and black-framed round glasses, full of Confucianism, was grabbing medicine.

It's just that these medicinal materials seem a little weird, and none of them are familiar.

"Hello, senior Li." Old Chen said respectfully.

The middle-aged man grabbing the medicine looked up, first nodded to Lao Chen, and then looked at He Wenzhi.

"Li Ziru, what's your name, little friend?" He was very polite.

"My name is He Wenzhi, hello senior." He Wenzhi also introduced himself politely.

Li Ziru nodded, then looked at Old Chen again: "Captain Chen, what's the reason for visiting late at night?"

"It's okay, just come and have a look..." Old Chen looked very cautious.

"Oh, then you can take a look for yourself, and I won't entertain you." Li Ziru said something, and continued to bow his head and grab the medicine.

Doesn't seem to care much.

He Wenzhi: "..."

You said you brought me here, but you ended up looking around casually?

Old Chen looked up at him, his face full of helplessness, I dare not be presumptuous in front of seniors.

He Wenzhi winked at him, so why don't you bring me here for a hammer? I might as well go out and have some fun with ghosts by myself.

At this moment, a dark wind suddenly blew outside the shop, and the paper money from before was blown back again.

Outside the dark and empty ancient street, there was no one in the silence.

Under the dim streetlights, the off-white paper ashes in the brazier were also rolled up and kept spinning in the air.

At this moment, a black figure slowly emerged and came to the front.

It wasn't until then that I realized that it was a man, who looked about forty or fifty years old, wearing clothes from the previous era, which looked a little out of place with today.

His face was pale, without the slightest trace of blood, and he looked very weak, but his steps were not slow, and he looked steady and fast.

Just by observing carefully, it can be found that he seems to be walking, but the soles of his feet have not touched the ground at all.

Seeing this, He Wenzhi narrowed his eyes, this is not a human being, but a ghost!

Just when he was about to make a move, Captain Chen held down his hand and shook his head at him.

"Ask, there are two seniors here, don't be impulsive."

He Wenzhi glanced at it, and pressed it patiently.

I saw the man coming lightly all the way, the speed was not slow at all, and he floated into the shop right after.

"Doctor Li, I'm here to get the medicine."

"Okay." Li Ziru nodded, and didn't ask what the other person's condition was, or what he needed, but directly opened the medicine drawers and started to grab the medicine.

He was skillful in his movements, and quickly grabbed a patch of medicinal ingredients.

"It's still the same prescription, you should pay more attention to it on weekdays."

"Thank you, Dr. Li." The man took the medicine package and thanked him.

At the same time, he also started paying.

Looking at the money in this man's hand, He Wenzhi was taken aback.

This is real money, not paper money, Ming coins, Tiandi Bank or something, this is the money they usually use for living people!

He Wenzhi blinked, recalling the walking corpse back then.

It was the woman in the pink dress who he had extorted thousands of dollars from and still refused to let her sleep.

She also has money, and she cares about money.

Do ghosts really need to live on the money of these living people?

What's the point of burning those paper money?

Moreover, this person... No, it's this ghost, why did he come to grab the medicine?

He is a ghost, does he also need to take medicine?

Seeing this ghost floating lightly towards the door with the medicine bag in hand, He Wenzhi was full of doubts.

At this moment, the ghost raised his head slightly, and met He Wenzhi's eyes.

Snapped!

The medicine bag fell to the ground in an instant, and the ghost's eyes were wide open, filled with fear, and even his soul trembled uncontrollably.

I saw him trembling, retreating step by step, and stretched out a finger to He Wenzhi with a face full of horror, as if he saw some terrible existence.

"You you you! Why are you here...!?"

He immediately wailed and ran towards Li Ziru.

"Dr. Li saved me...I, I don't want to die..." His voice was miserable, his liver and gallbladder were torn apart.

Seeing this frightened and pitiful male ghost, all eyes turned to He Wenzhi in unison.

That rough senior Chen also stared at his big eyes like copper bells, and asked: "My good boy, what did you do to this ghost!"

He asked: "???"

What did I do?

I just glanced at him a few times!

Ask for a monthly ticket, ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a collection, ask for an investment, ask to be added to the book list, and all kinds of requests!