In this mirror, I was a dense face, like a spider web crisscrossing red blood, every blood is fast with toothpicks, stretching from the root of my neck and covered with a whole face.

Even the eyes are full of fine, dense red blood.

I pulled my head down and found that my chest was all right.Pull the sleeves off... call, the whole arm is!

I felt like a red blood monster.

Just when I was surprised, my eyes were gradually bleeding.It’s like tears are coming out of your eyes.

It made me feel cold and my back.

I reflexively reached out and wiped.

After that, take a look at it...

I took a cold breath again and almost fainted.

On my back is full of red blood.There was a strong smell of blood.

Why is this so?Why is it bleeding?Is it hard to get dirty?Was it really scratched by a cat?

I suddenly remembered that when I was in the noodle shop, the boss first did not take my money, then drove me away with sharpness, and then... encountered the old man who robbed money... and then the noodle shop owner seemed to be a little scared, so what did I go to No. 44 to keep me alive?

Why should I save my life?Did I get into the dirt, the owner of the noodle shop saw it?Just he didn’t dare to speak up, so he vaguely reminded me?

I thought, again, I was struck by a thunderstorm.

Atheist, I was panicked by this blushing blood.This fear is indescribable.

I started thinking about the boss.His words, obviously said that I have a bloodbath, only to go to the 44th of the ancient alley to have a glimmer of life?

My heart chuckled suddenly, and the feeling of suddenly stepping on the stairs made me extremely scared and insecure.

As the saying goes, there is a god three feet above the head.I may be getting dirty now.Sometimes, the more depressed the person, the more likely it is to be damned, especially the person who has become so debilitating and heavy.

With this thought, my inner fear is more intense, so the difficult swallowing of a spittle, turning over the box to find some change that is usually thrown in the dormitory, and dozens of pieces have been scraped together.

Then, put on a black mask and a black hat and immediately ran out the door.

I'm going to go to the so-called 44th.

I went downstairs and took a taxi, and as soon as I got into the car, I said, "Master, go to the alley."

“What?”The driver exclaimed in surprise, thinking he had heard wrong.Then he said, “No, no.You go!”

“Drive quickly.”I urged.

At this time, the driver was scared and said, “Little brother, you can’t go there.”Stay at home.”

After he turned to me, he looked at me and saw my heavily armed face, especially when he saw my red eyes, he was completely blind.

This stammered, extremely panicked and said: "You, you, you, you are going home?"Well, I'm me, I'm driving.I drive.Be patient and be patient.Be patient.”

With that, he stepped on the throttle.The atmosphere does not dare to come out.Was it scared by my general shape?

What does he mean, “You always come home”?

The alley is a little far away, close to an hour's drive away.The driver's whole process expression is more ugly than death, and he dare not say a word.

“How much?”I got out of the car and asked the driver.

"No, don't take the money, you'll be happy... just... you, you, you, you, don't come to me."Do not!"

The driver was now full of sweat, a face like a ghostly expression, scared to the extreme, talking trembling.Then, with a foot in the throttle, turn back to the dust.

Just this driver a sad look, are you afraid of my black mask black hat?Afraid of me robbing?

At this time, I can't help but look up, there is no one here, surrounded by groves, only a dark old street in front of the right.In front of the old street, three large words were written on the big square "Old Alley".

I can only see that this is an ancient street in the Ming and Qing dynasties, and the ancient street is cold and clear, and there is no one, and there are two rows of shops on both sides.The street floor is a clear green stone board.

Shops on both sides, typical buildings.Blue bricks and green tiles, hollow carved doors and windows, the upper eaves, arched doors.On the second floor, there are also small wooden balconies.

Every detail of the whole street is mottled, and the original taste of the year is maintained.It looks old-sense.There are no modern building elements.

All the shops on this street are open, and the shops are also brightly lit.There are sales of food, there are sales of tea, there are sales of cloth, there are small restaurants, small restaurants, pawnshops or something.

I can see the mist of steamed buns permeating the street, and I can smell the fragrant in the restaurant, but I just don't see anyone here.

And this bright, hot street around, but it is a gloomy grove.

One black, one black, one by one.The street looks rather strange and strange.

I was walking alone in a deserted street.Feeling the temperature around is abnormally cold, the back is cold by a gust of cloudy wind, and the brain door is inexplicably full of goosebumps.

With a heart full of heart, he walked and looked at the door carefully.

40, 41, 42... But when I got to number 43, it was the 45th next door.

What a joke?

There is no number 44?

I was so evil that I walked three times before and after, and I didn’t even see the No. 44 shop.

It made me start not calming down.Is it because the number 44 is unlucky, so it does not exist at all?

Now many large shopping malls have indeed omitted the number of "four", because the Chinese people are jealous of this word.I feel unlucky.

I remember, the boss said to find the No. 44 Xing may be able to save life, if not found, does not say I want to hang?

I looked at my phone and it was eleven o’clock in the evening.Fortunately, the electricity is still full.

However, at this time, I found that in the store, quietly, there were shops to see the store, and the streets were also silent pedestrians.They were silent, so I didn’t notice much after they appeared.

They don’t usually walk.Quiet to be creepy.

They have strange clothes, there are Qing Dynasty, there are Ming Dynasty, and even there are warring countries.It’s so easy to go shopping.The quiet passing from me.

Did I come to the store?I didn’t know there was a movie base in this place!

At this time, I have felt that my black mask is wet, and it has already been soaked by the oozing blood in the corners of my eyes, if it is not because the mask is black, it is estimated that my appearance must scare others to death.

I am now in the general pain of fission, that kind of pain is really sad.

Do ghosts know what happened to my body?Why did it suddenly become such a ghost?Or did the manager deliberately miss me and find someone to beat me like this?But these red blood on me did not look like the marks of being beaten.

It's so weird.

I couldn’t help but ask the older sister of a sugar water shop: “Big sister, do you know where the number 44 is?”

When the eldest sister heard it, her face suddenly changed suddenly, and just talked and laughed with others, and her ruddy cheeks were instantly white.He said, "No, I don't know."Then I looked at me dressed strangely.It’s like watching the gods take a step back.

Unexpectedly, I found a big brother on the side and asked, “Brother, where is the number 44?”

As soon as the big brother heard it, he was like the older sister, his face suddenly changed, and he did not even answer the words, and turned around and went into the store.It’s like hiding from God.

This makes me even more distasteful.I asked a lot of people, and they were afraid to hide from me.

At this moment, a faltering, folded old lady came up to me and quietly said to me...

“Little brother.Have you ever had an accident?The number 44 is easy.If you don't have to, don't go there."

I listen to it.I asked, “Grandma, what does that mean?”

I’m more curious about the number 44.The more people are as deep as they are, the more strange they are.

Why don’t anyone else even mention it?

“Go home, ah!Listen to Grandma.”

The old lady said kindly, waving my hand and telling me to go back.

I listened, it was cold all over my body.Listen to this tone, the number 44 exists.It's just...unusual.

“Can you tell me a place?”I asked.

When Grandma heard this, she frowned and pointed to the dark place at the end of the street and said, “Oh, the last one is.”But . . .

“But what?”I looked at the end of the darkness, and my heart was very heavy.Because this place is so dark.Black to the point of not seeing the five fingers.

"But it will be opened at twelve o'clock."

This word, hair feeling instantly surged all over the body!The back is colder.I couldn’t stop swallowing a spittle.

The old woman shook her head and left.

I walked along her point of the place, until I reached the end, a very dark corner, there is a black light blind shop.The shop is inconspicuous and has no sense of presence.Even smaller than the shops around.

So walk down the street and don’t pay attention to not seeing it.

This is a two-story shop, the architectural style is exactly the same as the surrounding, but the whole shop looks much smaller than the surrounding, but also mottled and dilapidated a lot.

It was as if no one had lived for years, full of dust.The paint on the windows and wooden doors had already fallen off.The corners have thick moss, and there are dense spider webs on the windows.There is no look of anger at all.As if no one had ever come.

Come closer to the door, the door sign is written - the ancient alley unscrupulous pick up the number.

Right above the door frame of the house, there is a wooden plaque, and the ghost Morisen on the plaque reads three large characters - yin and yang shop.

The whole shop only this plaque is clean, as if it has just been hung up and is generally spotless.

This plaque is made by an old tree.The three words "Yin and Yang Pao" have no trace of carving at all, and it looks exactly like the original appearance of the tree, as if the tree must be specially designed for the length of the shop.

So the twists and turns look particularly frightening.

In addition, the front of the shop is bright, but this black light is not counted, but also cold.At first glance, it looks like the gods in the movie.The so-called Yizhuang is the ancient morgue.

At this time, near twelve o'clock, the people on the street gradually dispersed.Within a few minutes, all the shops were closed.

Looking at the deserted streets, I felt even more creepy.The whole street was suddenly full of red lanterns.It looks like the streets of two or three hundred years ago.

At this point, I felt like my head was cold.So holding your breath crouching next to the wall, because it always feels like being next to the wall, and there will be no sudden horror in the back.

My eyes were bleeding, and the blood was sticking to the black cloth, some of them dried up and stuck to the skin.

It feels very painful and painful.So, I am now in a state of great fear, waiting for the twelve o'clock to come.A heart that has been stumbling in its throat, and it feels quite painful.

More importantly, the strangeness of the door of the store is much lower than the outside, so I feel cold all over.The closer you are to the wall, the colder it is.This house is made of ice.

I don't know how long...

Cuckling!

The sound of a door opened, suddenly coming.

This made my back cold, and it was an instant scalp, and the hair was creepy.

When I turn my head, I take a cold breath...

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