Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 701: Umbrella

In the dark alley with drizzle, a mother and son came from a distance.

The mother was wearing a floral umbrella, and the child looked to be only six or seven years old. When he was mischievous, he carried a schoolbag and jumped into the water on purpose.

The mother did not scold him when she saw the mud splashed on the bottom of her trousers, but just took him by the hand and walked quickly towards the small restaurant.

"They are what middle-aged men are waiting for? This pair of mother and child looks normal." I used my discerning eyes to find no Yin Qi or unclean things on them.

"Why did you come back now? After school at five o'clock, it's already past eight o'clock!" The restaurant owner's solemn expression finally eased, he stubbed out the cigarette, and walked out in the rain.

"Didn't your precious son cause trouble? He got into a fight with someone and nearly poked him in the eye. I finally let him go after I paid for it." Entering the store, the mother saw me there, no Feeling ashamed to lose his temper, but his face is not very good-looking.

"Fighting with someone again?" The store owner glared at the child, "How many times this month? Can't you save your parents some time? Come here!"

"I didn't fight with anyone, he was pushed down by others, by a sister..."

"Still talking nonsense?" Without giving the little boy a chance to defend himself, the mother interrupted: "The teacher and classmates said that you were the only one with him at the time, and if you want to make it up, you can make it up. It's better to say that he I fell by myself!"

She seems to have a headache for disciplining children, rubbing the center of her brows: "Such a sharp branch is only two or three centimeters away from poking the eyeball. If you really poke your eyes, our family will have to sell the house to pay for it!"

The more the mother talked, the more angry she was, she pulled off the boy's schoolbag and threw it aside: "You stand up for me! You don't stand up, you don't show yourself, are you boneless?"

The woman taught the child, but the middle-aged man didn't interrupt. He wiped the raindrops from his hair with a towel: "How much did you pay him in the end?"

"More than three thousand points."

"Three thousand?! Eyes are fine, why pay so much?" The middle-aged man's voice suddenly became louder, and he twisted the child's arm: "Little bastard, your parents are almost exhausted, and you still pay for it every day?" We are looking for trouble!"

"I really didn't push it. I saw a branch on the ground, so I went to remind him. You don't believe me..." The boy didn't know whether he was frightened, or he was screwed too much by the middle-aged man. Pain, tears in eyes, almost crying.

"Boss, it's a child's nature to be naughty. The more naughty a child is, the smarter and more promising he will be when he grows up."

The boy said that the victim was pushed down by an older sister, but the teachers and classmates only saw the boy and the victim alone together. Could it be that the older sister was fabricated by the boy?

I have been secretly observing the boy's reaction. With my judgment, I can determine a person's inner fluctuations through the most subtle changes in human facial expressions. This little boy does not seem to be lying.

In another way of thinking, if the boy hadn't lied, the whole thing would have been more terrifying.

"Children can't be taught, they are too skinny." The middle-aged man gave me a shy smile, patted the boy's head, and asked the woman to take him into the house.

"Educating children should not be too blunt, but reason to them." I said casually as I had something on my mind.

"You can see that there is no child. This little **** is getting furious. I want to kill him." The middle-aged man lit another cigarette, walked to the door of the store, closed the door, and used a wooden board to support it.

"Boss, it's only past eight o'clock, and you're going to close the door?"

"It's our custom not to keep anyone on a rainy night." Seeing that I was puzzled, the middle-aged man took the initiative to explain: "On rainy nights, we should close the door earlier and not keep strangers overnight, because we are afraid of something bad. Come to shelter from the rain, and then stay indoors."

"It's been so old, do you still believe this?" I bowed my head and ate the food, but my heart was beating.

"I walk a lot at night, so it's better to believe."

"Then what other customs do you have here? I just arrived in Jinghai, so I'm afraid that I might accidentally violate your taboo."

I said it very sincerely, and the shop owner didn't think much about it, and said casually: "It's all trivial things, like don't ride a dog, don't put your sleeping shoes upside down... By the way, there is one thing you You really have to pay attention."

As he was talking, he suddenly became serious, and pointed to the black umbrella next to my seat: "It's best not to go out with a black umbrella."

"Do you have any explanation?" I found it very strange. When I was in the hotel just now, the middle-aged woman almost refused to let me stay in the hotel because I was holding a black umbrella. "Do you really want to know?" There was no other customer in the store except me, and the boss closed the store and there was nothing wrong, so he just lit a cigarette and sat not far from me: "The rainy season in Jinghai City is very long, and the umbrella family There are many, but there are many sayings about umbrellas. Some people think that umbrellas are made by Lord Luban, which can ward off evil spirits, but some people say that umbrellas gather yin, and dirty things will hide under them. Do you have any in your hometown? A similar custom, the old people don’t let their children open umbrellas at home, it’s a lie to say that they don’t grow taller, and opening an umbrella at home will tick out the hidden dirty things

. "

This is the first time I heard what the shop owner said, and rubbed my head: "What does this have to do with the black umbrella?" "You young man is really curious, I will explain it to you today, but Don't talk nonsense after you go out." The shop owner took a puff of cigarette and looked at the smoke ring: "A few years ago, a strange thing happened outside the pass. Whenever it rained at night, there would be a woman with a black umbrella wandering around In the alley.

At the beginning, no one cared, but after a while, it is said that a drunk man saw the slim woman and wanted to moles her, but guess what? "

"I can't guess, so hurry up and talk." I didn't even have time to eat, and listened intently. "The drunk man was fascinated, and hugged the woman holding the black umbrella from behind. The woman's body was cold, her skin was slippery, and her long black hair was tied into a big braid. The drunk man hugged the woman At the beginning, he felt that he had taken advantage of his thin waist, and he was about to put his hand on the woman's clothes

When the clothes were stretched, the woman slowly turned her head. The shop owner's hand holding the cigarette was trembling slightly: "He saw the scariest scene in his life. The woman had no face, and there was a big braid on her head when she turned around!" "

I gasped and drank the tea leaves that had cooled down on the table at some point: "There are braids on both sides? No face?"

"No."

"You are too nonsense, what you say is as if you are in the scene." I have a very calm expression, and it is impossible for outsiders to know what I am thinking in my heart at this time. "Why don't you believe it? The drunk man's body was found in the alley the next day. It doesn't matter if you don't believe what I said. You can check the case online. Anyway, it hasn't been solved yet." The shop owner said I glanced out the window: "Later, many people saw that woman on a rainy day

People, so we usually don't go out on rainy nights. "

"Sounds scary, but after I came to your Jinghai, I realized that my hometown is still comfortable." I said with a little sigh.

"Young people, you have to go outside more, there are many opportunities in big cities." The boss smiled and handed me another cigarette. After I ignited it, I asked casually while paying the bill: "Everyone said that big cities are good, but when I first came to Jinghai, you made up stories to scare me. Before, a taxi driver told me that Jinghai can go anywhere. You can’t go to a place called a pig cage apartment, you say it’s ridiculous, how can there be an apartment

Called myself a pig cage..."

While speaking, I was also paying attention to the change in the shop owner's expression. When I mentioned the pig cage apartment, his finger holding the cigarette moved unnaturally like a convulsion.

"Brother, did the taxi driver tell you about this pig cage apartment? Do you have any grudge against him?" The shop owner lowered his voice a lot, and I don't know what he is afraid of.

"There is no big grudge, he is a black car driver, he overcharged me by one or two hundred, and I was at a disadvantage." I asked, "Listen to you, does Jinghai really have such a place as a pigpen apartment?" "Yes Ah, the pig cage apartment is just outside the customs.” The shop owner’s voice quickly returned to normal, “Jinghai was a foreign concession decades ago, and then the war broke out, and the surrounding refugees all wanted to seek refuge in the foreign concession, so they flocked here. Settling more and more refugees, the concession built a 'pig

The cage' apartment. "

I frowned: "I seem to understand why it is called a pig cage apartment." "You still don't understand." The shop owner glanced at the food on the table and thought for a while before saying: " In fact, the real name of that place is Longchang Community, and it can be regarded as saving many people during the war. There is nothing wrong with the house itself, but the war broke out, natural disasters and man-made disasters, and many people couldn’t get enough to eat

Already. "

"Eat?" I raised the corners of my eyebrows, thinking of something very bad.

"Well, that's why it's called a pig cage apartment." The cigarette ash fell all over the floor unknowingly, and the store owner looked at the sky outside: "It's getting late, you should go back to live after dinner It’s dark, don’t run around.”

After paying the bill, the shop owner hadn't returned the change, when his wife suddenly walked out of the back room with her mobile phone and waved to him.

The two of them ran to the back kitchen together before answering the phone, talking quietly.

The couple were mysterious, and I didn't intend to disturb them, so I got up silently, originally intending to leave, but after a casual glance, I discovered something very interesting.

The door of the back room was half open, and the woman didn't close it tightly when she came out. From my perspective, I could just see the scene inside the room.

The six or seven-year-old boy knelt at the base of the wall, staring at a certain direction, talking from time to time, as if he was talking to someone.

"A person talking to himself?" I touched the ghost ring, got up and walked towards the house. The shop owner is nice, and I don't mind helping him if it's convenient. Gently pushing open the door, I followed the little boy's gaze, and there was only an open floral umbrella there.