Time went back two days ago, a week after the ignition of Shenguang 4, it was Guizhou and Yunwei County.

He Wendi is an honest and kind citizen. In this small county town, he runs a small funeral supplies store. Although it is a bit unlucky, he doesn't care about such things in order to make money.

He is a pure atheist, or even a member of the organization. If he had not been admitted to the civil service after graduating from college, he would probably have become a small leader in an official department.

Of course, he actually has nothing to complain about the current situation. Anyway, due to the special industry, it is no problem to maintain a life. His two children have graduated from college and have no prejudice against his father's life. When he went home on holiday, the family was even used to eating and chatting in the back room of a small store.

This made him very satisfied. After all, when he first started this business, he was worried that his children would look down on him when they grew up. After all, he had seen many similar cases, such as the child who was in school did not allow his father who was riding a tricycle to pick him up at school.

But unexpectedly, his two children were even more free and easy than him. Perhaps this was related to the education they received since childhood. In their opinion, business is business. Whether it is a living business or a dead business, the money they earn is always spent on living people.

In short, this is the materialist influenced by the family of red culture. They do not believe in ghosts and gods, but do business that the people believe is "dealing with ghosts and gods".

In business, He Wendi is polite to his customers and will enthusiastically recommend which paper money is the best and which paper man can actually deliver it to his ancestors and old friends. But when he turns his head, he will inevitably secretly complain about this behavior - everyone is dead, what's the use of spending so much money?

It’s better to be filial when you are alive.

What the hell is it? Can they solve the world food crisis? Can they create controlled nuclear fusion?

They can't figure it out, but we Chinese people have it out.

Thinking of this, He Wendi felt a little proud. Although they did not have any chance to participate in related work, he felt honored when he thought about the tax he paid on time every year in such places.

That morning, he opened the store early as usual, preparing to welcome his first customer.

The customers of this funeral shop are actually not as special as outsiders imagine. Apart from the occasional design and funeral business, most people buy incense paper money for daily use---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Therefore, most of the people who come here actually have a relaxed expression on their faces, and they don’t need to take them too seriously. When they are free, they will read books and clean the store. The day will soon pass.

"Master He!"

Just as he was leisurely cleaning the dust in front of the door, a crisp sound interrupted his movements.

He Wendi looked up and saw a young man coming.

"Hey, Shuanglin, it's been quite early today."

This young man named Li Shuanglin is a villager from a village next to the county town. He does some aquaculture business at home. Their village has a strong clan awareness and the incense in the ancestral hall is constantly popular all year round, so this procurement work falls on Li Shuanglin who has to go to and from the county town all year round.

"Yes, I'm selling turtles early today. I won't bring you one. I'll take it back and stir-fry it. It tastes amazing!"

He Wendi did not refuse, and took the turtle from the other party's hand directly, and then said:

"Then I'm not polite to you, I'll just pay for your ancestor's consumption today."

Logically speaking, the price of Li Shuanglin's purchase of incense paper costs at least 500 or 600 yuan per purchase. Compared to the price of this turtle, it is definitely not cost-effective, but business is often about human relationships - even this industry is no exception.

"How can you do it? You have to give it if you need it. Next time you buy it in Qingming Festival, you can just give it a discount!"

Li Shuanglin said while taking out the list from his arms and handing it to He Wendi.

He Wendi took the order, and it was filled with the words he needed. The amount was not large, but the types were very diverse. It took him a lot of effort to find the things. After all, he carried the things to Li Shuanglin's feet, clapped his hands and said:

"I'm alive, do you dig it?"

"What else! Master He, I'll sweep the money for you."

"Why are you doing so politely? You said no!"

"One code is the same... By the way, Master He, your store is very cold. The air conditioner is too big today."

He heard Li Shuanglin's words, He Wendi was stunned. After dealing with a few words to see the other party away, he fell into deep thought when he looked at the air conditioner in the store that was obviously not turned on.

In fact, this is not the first time that a customer complained that his store was cold. Many customers mentioned it and said that the store was full of yin energy. This statement made He Wendi sneer—————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

However, it is now late autumn, and the temperature outside is gradually falling. Since a week ago, I have not turned on the air conditioner anymore. However, within this week, people kept saying that his store was cold.

What's going on?

He Wen saw that he was in good health. He was used to staying in a low temperature environment and couldn't feel cold for a while. When those guests said it before, he only thought it was psychological, but today Li Shuanglin's words made him confused.

This kid is like himself, a complete atheist - no, even if he is not an atheist, he is also a "demonic theorist". He does not believe in such a strange and powerful thing.

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Therefore, it is absolutely impossible for him to have the psychological effect caused by fear.

He Wendi frowned and walked out of the store. After standing for a few minutes, he walked in again. This time, he really felt the change in temperature.

The change was very obvious, so obvious that even my skin exposed outside had goose bumps.

What's going on? The refrigerator door forgot to close?

He Wendi quickly walked towards the living area of ​​the back room of the store. The refrigerator in the kitchen was closed well, and even here, the temperature was higher than that in the previous store--he could obviously feel the slight warm wind.

Apart from this, is there any other reason?

There are residential houses upstairs in my store, so the people above are not laying ice on the ground, right?

Or have their refrigerators been forgotten to close?

Until this moment, he was still unwilling to think about the so-called "haunted" things that were most likely to be thought of. After thinking for a while, he turned around and went out, went to the grocery store opposite and bought several thermometers, and then placed one in every location in the store.

It is too inaccurate to rely on the human body to feel it. He wants to figure out how such a low temperature comes from.

But soon, he found out that he had bought his thermometer for nothing.

Because in a corner of the store, a bottle of unfinished water he threw in there a few days ago was freezing.

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