"Hao Zai Lai Funeral Supplies Shop is having a special sale today: buy one get one free! New and returning customers are welcome to come and shop!"
Listening to the energetic shouts coming from the loudspeaker at the shop entrance, Song Mian sat inside the shop sighing.
Three days ago, her grandmother, who had taken care of her since childhood, was hospitalized due to heart disease. She had to take over the funeral clothing shop that her parents had run before their deaths. As a result, three days have passed and not a single customer has come to the shop.
"Even if no one comes, a ghost will do!"
She took out her phone and saw that she only had a few cents left in her account. Thinking that she would have to pay the hospital fees again in two days, Song Mian hesitated for a long time and then decided to sell the old house that was older than her grandmother!
Thinking about going to the agency tomorrow, Song Mian forced herself to drink two mouthfuls of cold water despite her hunger, then leaned against the counter and drifted off to sleep.
Ring ring!
Song Mian was startled awake when she heard the bell on the shop door ringing in her sleep.
"Welcome...!" Song Mian hurriedly looked towards the store entrance, only to find it completely empty.
Just as she was wondering, a cold, chilly wind swept in, making her shiver. She turned her head to look at the direction from which the cold wind was coming.
A woman dressed in ancient costume was standing in front of the glass door leading to the backyard of the funeral shop.
The woman kept her head down, and from Song Mian's angle, her pale, pointed chin was visible.
The woman was wearing an ancient costume from an unknown dynasty. The light pink blouse was faded, and due to its age, the originally exquisite embroidery on the garment had long since faded, but the fine workmanship could still be faintly seen.
Song Mian immediately recognized that the woman's clothes were from a long time ago. She gasped and realized what had happened!
This must be a rich young lady from some wealthy family, going out in an antique outfit. She's probably a big spender!
But why did she come out from her own backyard?
Song Mian didn't care about anything else. She flashed a perfect eight-tooth smile: "Excuse me, sir, I didn't notice you coming in! May I ask what you need? Our funeral clothing shop provides a complete funeral service. Moreover, we have all kinds of brand-new funeral clothes, all replicas of the clothes worn by the living. You can choose according to your needs! Or if you have any questions, feel free to ask me, and I can recommend something for you!"
The woman raised her face at this moment.
Her hair was very long, and the bun on her head looked a little messy, so Song Mian couldn't see her eyes clearly, which were hidden by her hair; she could only see her pale lips.
"Embroidered...shoes..." The woman spoke slowly, her hoarse voice sounding particularly sinister.
A bone-chilling cold wafted over along with the woman's voice, and Song Mian felt goosebumps instantly spread across her arms. She subconsciously glanced at the woman's feet.
Upon seeing this, Song Mian almost fainted from fright.
The woman's toenails had been pulled out, and her feet were covered in blood and wounds.
And most importantly, the woman's feet are semi-transparent!
"I want a new pair of embroidered shoes..." The woman, no, the female ghost, was already floating towards Song Mian as she spoke.
A fishy smell wafted towards her, and Song Mian subconsciously closed her eyes, muttering to herself.
"Trust in science, starting with me!"
"I must have opened my eyes wrong just now, let's try again! Song Mian, you can do it!"
Song Mian mustered her courage, took a deep breath, and opened her eyes.
The result was that they met the female ghost's eyes, which were shedding tears of blood.
The female ghost's eyes had been gouged out, leaving only an empty pit from which thick, black blood gushed, dripping onto the ground.
Waaaaa, she just mopped the floor during the day!!
"Liar, liar, you don't have embroidered shoes here..." The female ghost looked down at her translucent feet, her voice growing increasingly shrill, "You clearly said you had them all, liar, you're a liar, waaaaah, waaaah..."
Song Mian was initially just scared so much that her legs went weak, but now she was so scared that she almost knelt down!
Can you please stop crying, lady? Shouldn't she be the one who wants to cry?
The chill in the air grew stronger, and even the light bulbs on the ceiling flickered as if they were malfunctioning.
Song Mian felt the shop getting colder and colder. Despite it being the height of summer, she couldn't help but shiver.
If this continues, she'll either be scared to death or freeze to death.
"Although we don't have embroidered shoes in our store, we do have the most popular shoes this year! Whether you're alive or dead, everyone who's worn them says they're great!" Song Mian remembered that she had just received a few pairs of plastic sandals and placed them on the shelf next to her.
With the female ghost so close, Song Mian dared not make any big movements, only daring to reach into the counter to feel around.
As Song Mian groped around, the female ghost's empty eyes kept staring at her, making her scalp tingle.
Finally, her finger touched something hard, and she immediately pulled it out!
"This is our store's prized possession, the dream shoe for countless women, the Crystal Princess sandals... Wait? Why is it a Chelsea boot?!" Song Mian was almost blinded by the golden Chelsea boots that suddenly appeared in her hand!
The female ghost tilted her head, her voice revealing a dullness and dissatisfaction: "These are not the embroidered shoes I wanted."
Song Mian's mind immediately conjured up various scenes of cannon fodder dying in horror movies.
Oh no, she's going to die!
Song Mian, who thought she would be instantly killed by the female ghost, waited for a long time but the female ghost did not make a move.
Only then did they realize that the female ghost had been standing motionless to the side. Song Mian quickly added, "Although these aren't embroidered shoes, they are the most popular and fashionable item in our store right now. Fashionable women from eight years old to eighty years old all love wearing these shoes!"
"Look at these shoes, they're so shiny with gold, representing immense wealth and status! Only someone of extremely high status could afford such a style! The luster of these shoes, so dazzling! What does that represent? It represents boundless brilliance and a limitless future!"
"Wear this, and I guarantee you'll be the most stylish ghost in the surrounding villages!"
"..." The female ghost tilted her head and suddenly felt that the Chelsea shoes looked quite attractive. "But they say that women can only wear embroidered shoes, and I have never had the opportunity to wear other shoes."
Seeing the female ghost cautiously looking at Chelsea, Song Mian suddenly felt a pang of sadness.
When she lived at her grandfather's house, he always said that she was a girl and should be obedient and sensible, but he never used such rules to restrain her younger brother.
“Embroidered shoes are pretty, Chelsea boots are pretty too. No one says what a girl has to wear. Wear whatever you like!” Song Mian said, bending down to put the Chelsea boots on the female ghost’s feet.
Seeing Chelsea, who was originally a solid object, turn into a semi-transparent object the moment she came into contact with the female ghost, Song Mian's eyes widened slightly.
"Thank you, I really like these shoes." The ghost's light voice echoed in the air. Then she stretched out her hand and pointed towards the backyard: "There's treasure under the yellow flowers by the well."
Song Mian blinked and watched as the female ghost disappeared.
She quickly pinched herself.
It hurts so much, it's not a dream!
Did she really encounter a ghost?
What about the treasure the female ghost mentioned?
Subconsciously, Song Mian felt that the female ghost might be deceiving her, but then she thought about it again and felt that there was no need to.
If the female ghost wanted to harm her, she could have simply taken action.
Since that's the case, and she's just idling around anyway, she might as well give it a try!
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