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Chapter 48: Poetry, Books and Ghosts

"Nothing has changed outside? Forget it, the last warm reminder is a bit vague. I'll study it later. Now let's take a look at this mysterious horror bookstore." After thinking about it carefully, I read this code.

, including the sundries that were poured out just now, put them back into the black backpack, and then put the bag back on its back.

After putting on my black backpack, I looked at the horror bookstore again.

The horror bookstore was occupied by darkness and I couldn't see anything clearly.

"There should be electric lights in the store. The light buttons are usually near the store door." Taking advantage of the darkness, I fumbled on both sides of the store door for a while, and finally found a few white buttons on the left side of the store door.

Bang bang bang! Three sounds sounded.

The blood-red light instantly filled the entire horror bookstore.

Across the blood-red light in front of me, I opened my eyes and looked carefully.

I saw that this is a weird and modern bookstore.

Why is it said to be both weird and modern?

Because there is a miniature bar standing on the far left side of the horror bookstore. Inside this miniature bar, there is a large antique wooden cabinet.

I don’t know if it’s due to the lighting, but this antique wooden cabinet is completely blood red, as if it was watered with blood.

I approached the bar and took a look. It was not so much an antique wooden cabinet as it was a wine cabinet, because the antique wooden cabinet was filled with all kinds of wine bottles.

These wine bottles are intact and filled with delicious wine.

There are many varieties of liquor, including not only the famous foreign brandy, whiskey, vodka, champagne, gin and rum, but also the famous domestic Moutai, Wuliangye, Luzhou Laojiao, Fenjiu, Dongjiu and Gujing Gongjiu.

All in all, there are countless wines on the antique wine cabinet, including not only the wines listed above, but also some unknown wines from small families.

Next to the mini bar, there are several benches with the right height for guests to drink and chat at the bar.

On both sides of these benches, there is a multi-functional speaker, and the suona sound that has been lingering in the ears is coming from the speaker.

These two multi-functional speakers are all black, noble and elegant, and you can tell at a glance that they are worth a lot of money.

"Such an expensive multi-function speaker is actually used by a horror bookstore to play suona sounds. How unethical. Do you want to scare people to death?" I muttered to myself, then squatted down and turned off the two multi-function speakers.

As the two speakers were turned off, the sound of suona in my ears finally stopped. I patted my chest and breathed a sigh of relief. The muscles in my body that had been tense for a long time could rest.

After turning off the speaker, I crossed the bench and came to the right edge of the bar, where I saw a milk tea operating table in front of me.

This milk tea operating table is right next to the bar. Its surface is covered with red and green stripes, which is very bright and eye-catching.

On the refreshing milk tea operating table, there is a fully automatic sealing machine, and next to the fully automatic sealing machine, there is a concave iron plate trough.

The iron plate trough was filled with dirty butter, which somewhat damaged this beautiful milk tea operating table.

"This iron plate trough should be used for frying things." I glanced at the iron plate trough and then looked at the inside of the milk tea operating table.

It's okay if you don't look at it, but you're shocked when you look at it. There is a flat paper man standing on the inside of the milk tea operating table!

The paper man has heavy makeup on his face and seems to be laughing between his eyebrows. His limbs are made of withered yellow paper and he stands crookedly on the inside of the console.

I looked at the paper man, and its gray eyes drawn with pencil stared back at me.

"Will it suddenly ask me to order food? It's really shocking." Looking at this eerie paper man, countless ants scratched my heart.

At this strange moment, a gust of wind suddenly passed by

, crashed into the paper man.

Crash! Crash! There were two sounds, and the paper man immediately fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene, I took a few breaths as if I had received an amnesty: "It turned out to be just an ordinary paper-jammed person. It scared me to death."

"What's wrong with putting a paper man in the store? It's truly a horror bookstore." After calming down a little, I continued to observe the inside of the milk tea counter.

Inside the milk tea operating table, next to the paper figures, stand three very common machines.

One of them is a standing refrigerator, which stores a variety of icy beverages, while the other two are water heaters and ice machines.

After observing the inside of the milk tea operating table, I raised my head and looked above the operating table.

There are several LED advertising displays hanging above the milk tea operating table.

On these LED advertising displays, a menu price list is written to facilitate guests to order.

However, at this moment, these LED advertising displays were dim and obviously not lit.

Below the advertising display, just outside the milk tea operating table, there are several small and exquisite tables and chairs for guests to dine at ease.

This is a miniature milk tea shop.

Looking at the micro bar and micro milk tea shop in front of me, I suddenly realized that the horror bookstore is a comprehensive multi-functional bookstore.

In the horror bookstore, you can not only read and buy books, but also drink and chat, and order a few delicious milk tea drinks.

Not only that, when you get hungry while reading, you can also eat some delicious crispy fried chicken steaks.

"I have always dreamed of opening a bookstore like this, but I didn't expect it to come true now." Many bookstores nowadays have single functions and are too boring, giving people a stereotyped impression, so I have always wanted to open a comprehensive bookstore.

Because comprehensive bookstores are very attractive to the general public, they can enjoy high-quality food and services while absorbing knowledge. They are simply people's favorite.

But how many readers are willing to patronize horror-themed bookstores? This question deserves careful discussion.

Because in the horror bookstore, except for the bar and milk tea shop, the rest of the places are decorated in extremely weird ways. If a timid person comes in to read, he will probably be scared.

To the right of the micro bar and micro milk tea shop, in the center of the horror bookstore, there is a small cashier counter.

This cashier is not a modern self-service cashier, but an ancient wooden platform.

This square wooden platform is wrapped in a piece of yellow cloth, which looks like the exorcism platform used by Taoist exorcists in horror movies.

On the left and right sides of the wooden platform, there are two white cloth banners that are taller than a person.

A couplet is filled in the white flag cloth:

Born evil must be useful

Thousands of ghosts are gone and come back again

This couplet is adapted from Li Bai's "I will drink wine without seeing you". The original poem was full of heroic and confident atmosphere, but after being adapted into the couplet in front of me, it actually filled with a sinister and sinister meaning. There is a feeling that all ghosts can be used by me.

momentum.

"The couplet in front of me has been adapted very well, but I don't know who the author is." I sighed to myself in great shock.

This couplet was made of bright red pen and ink, which can be said to be countless reds in white. Moreover, those bright red pen and ink were not dry yet. They slipped to the hem of the white flag and kept dripping to the ground, causing a horrifying sound of blood dripping in the bookstore.

Listening to the horrifying sound of blood dripping, I slowly approached the wooden platform.

On the yellow cloth on the wooden platform, there are some small items to help with the checkout.

Among these small items, there is a black abacus and a blood-red ledger.

This ledger is open

, with a writing brush placed on it.

The barrel of the brush is pale white, as if it is made of a human face, and there are a few strands of blood-red hairs under the barrel.

Not far from the brush, there was a tall inkstone. I craned my neck and glanced into the inkstone.

I saw that the inkstone was filled with blood-red ink. I don’t know whether it was human blood or red ink caused by a new process.

I twitched my nose and sniffed, and a faint smell of blood came to my face.

"This ink is blood, but I'm not sure if it's human blood." Smelling the smell of blood, I covered my nose and backed away slowly.

"There is no modern cash register here. Are you asking me to use an abacus to calculate accounts? It's really troublesome. Besides, I don't know how to use an abacus to count. Alas." I sighed helplessly, then changed my gaze and looked to the right side of the horror bookstore.

go.

On the left side of the horror bookstore is a bar and a milk tea shop, in the center is a wooden platform wrapped in yellow cloth, and on the right side are rows of bookshelves.

The rows of bookshelves are made of mahogany and appear to be red all over. It is a deep and extremely red color, which has turned purple and black.

The mahogany bookshelves stand on the ground like a pair of inverted blood-red coffins, as if the bookshelves contain not books but cold corpses.

As I walked around, I was really afraid that a corpse would fall from the bookshelf.

Fortunately, I failed to do so, and there was no cold corpse on the bookshelf.

If this happens, I'm afraid I'll go into shock immediately, right?

I checked several rows of bookshelves and found that they contained not only books, but also some otherworldly items such as ingot candles, paper figurines, and paper money.

"Is this a bookstore or a grocery store in the underworld? How come it has everything? Bad luck." I spat, simply looking away and looking around the horror bookstore.

On the four walls of the horror bookstore, not only are there hanging gloomy paintings, but there are also two frightening proverbs printed on them:

There are poems and books in the belly, and ghosts come naturally

Reading thousands of volumes can lead to ghosts

"You idiot, I don't study just to see ghosts. I have the ability to write new ones myself and adapt other people's poems. Damn it!"

I cursed secretly and looked at the murals carefully.

I counted carefully several times, and there were 44 paintings on the four walls.

Forty-three of the paintings were very sloppily drawn, and were nothing more than a human face wearing a tall black hat. However, these faces did not have eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, so it was not clear who they were.

There is only one painting, which is very clear. This painting depicts the back of a woman.

This woman is wrapped in a purple gauze skirt, with a graceful back and a pair of soft white legs under the skirt.

There were several purple butterflies dancing around her back, which looked really charming and dreamy.

"Isn't this the honorary manager of the Horror Bookstore? It seems to be called Purple Maple Vine." The painting of a woman's back on the wall was exactly the same as the illustration on the first page of the code, so I recognized her at a glance.

"Her back painting appears here, but it's normal. After all, she is the honorary manager of the horror bookstore."

Looking at this only normal painting, I couldn't help but sigh again: "It's so beautiful. Purple butterflies are wrapped around them. Dreams are wrapped in light gauze. The sunset is beautiful. The rain is falling and the rain has stopped. The butterflies are flying and withering. Who knows?

This purple shadow."

In this state, I recited the poem again. After reciting it, I suddenly woke up: "Hey, why am I reciting this poem again? It's really weird."

I looked away from the mural in astonishment, and said with some fear: "This picture of the woman's back is not simple at all. It wants to enchant me. I'd better avoid looking at this painting in the future."

"Not only this painting, but the other 43 murals are very weird. Cover them up if you have the chance, otherwise you will definitely scare your guests to death."


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