Chapter 294

"Don't go, take me with you, follow me, together, never separate."

The schoolgirl's speech was disorganized, intermittent, and incoherent.

The supermarket guy didn't understand and scratched his head.

I thought about it and suddenly laughed.

"What are you laughing at?"

The supermarket guy asked.

"I thought of a possibility."

I answered him.

"Then why don't you say it?"

The supermarket guy asked.

"That possibility is almost impossible to happen, so I just laughed. After all, judging from your appearance, you and your schoolgirl had a good relationship before she disappeared."

I said.

"Then tell me the possibilities you have in mind."

The supermarket guy continued to urge.

"The schoolgirl is dead. She died here. She couldn't get out, but she needed you as a substitute. She just died not long ago, so she came out and saw you, saying these words."

I smiled and answered.

"It is indeed very possible, but you are not wrong. Before I went missing, I had a very good relationship with the schoolgirl.

If we were to judge based on our relationship before I went missing, the schoolgirl shouldn’t have killed me. If we were to judge based on what happened after I went missing, she shouldn’t have come to me so directly and not taken action if she wanted to kill me.”

The supermarket guy obviously didn't take my suggestion seriously.

I originally thought the same as him, but after I heard what he said, I glanced at the female student standing next to me, whose face was a little purple.

I suddenly felt that the possibility I just mentioned was very likely the reality that we don’t know.

My expression froze little by little.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Or unhappy? Don't worry, we will reach the power switch soon. I will check the power switch and the light will come on here."

The supermarket guy still didn't know anything and asked me.

I showed a complicated and indescribable expression.

"I'm not worried about the power switch."

I answered the supermarket guy.

"Then what are you worried about? Even if the girl herself doesn't want to meet her parents, why not let her parents come to see her? Anyway, I know where her parents live.

They’ve been looking for it for so long, they’ll be willing to come.”

The supermarket guy answered hopefully.

The mirrors around made two sounds and suddenly shattered, and some blue liquid flowed out from the gaps in the broken mirrors, like someone's blood.

Those sticky liquids gradually organized themselves into a word I had seen before: substitute.

I feel like a certain conjecture has been confirmed.

If I continue to move forward, I'm afraid I'll be mistaken for someone else.

I don't really want to go on.

You know, if a person dies in the water, it is very likely that he will emerge from the water, pull the living person under the water, and turn the living person into a dead person.

In this way, the dead person will become a drowned ghost and become a substitute for the ghost that pulled the person down.

"If the schoolgirl is dead, and died in this supermarket, and someone wants to find a replacement, there is no doubt that you are the most likely person to be used as a replacement."

I said to the supermarket guy.

"Are you scared? Well, I think it's safe today. Come back tomorrow night. I think I can survive until tomorrow night.

If you have nothing to do tomorrow night, you don't have to come the day after tomorrow. I can settle the bill directly.

I was scared because someone was missing, but now that person has come back, I have nothing to be scared of."

The supermarket guy said impatiently without even turning his head.

"If that's what you think, fine."

I was a little helpless and answered him.

"I thought you were going to say something to persuade me to change my mind."

The supermarket guy was a little surprised and looked at me.

"I advised you, but you didn't listen. I can't do anything about it."

I smiled and answered.

"Oh, so you gave up on yourself. That's all right."

The supermarket guy smiled and said.

"You must come to me if I give it to you."

The schoolgirl didn't know when something appeared in her hand, and she stuffed a black ball into the supermarket boy's hand.

"What?"

The supermarket guy raised his hand and looked at it in confusion.

The ball was black and smelled bad, as if it had just been taken out of blood. He wanted to throw it away, but seeing that the schoolgirl was still in front of him, he didn't throw it away.

"You are right in front of me, aren't you? What am I looking for? What's the meaning of you giving this to me? Do you want me to pass this thing on to your parents?"

The supermarket guy asked.

"Don't give it to my parents. This is for you."

The schoolgirl said this and stuffed the thing back into the supermarket boy's arms.

The supermarket guy frowned as he looked at the dirty clothes, revealing an expression of intolerance.

When he raised his head again, the schoolgirl had disappeared into the darkness, as if she had never appeared before. She could not be found at all, not even a trace of her.

"We clearly found the person. She was right here just now. Did you see her? Did you see where the schoolgirl went?"

The supermarket guy was still holding the thing and asking.

"I don't know. She disappeared all of a sudden. It was strange when the school girl appeared. She disappeared like this. Maybe she died a long time ago. That's not strange."

I said to him.

He doesn't believe it.

"She gave me the things, how could she be dead? I have never heard of a dead person taking things. The schoolgirl must be a living person. She just encountered something I don't know."

The supermarket guy waved his hand and really put the thing into his pocket, ready to take it away.

"Didn't the schoolgirl tell you not to give it to your parents? Who are you going to give it to?"

I asked.

"How about I give it to you? You can keep it for me. You have the ability to not be harmed by ghosts. And you took my money to protect my safety, so it's normal for you to do this."

The supermarket guy took out the ball as he spoke.

"I advise you to throw this thing away, or destroy it now. That's the only way to be safe. If you don't do that, it's not safe enough."

I shook my head and declined his invitation to give me the gift.

"How could that be? The schoolgirl is a very good person. She would never hurt me."

The supermarket guy shook his head, and seeing my resistance, he finally stuffed the ball back into his pocket.

"You're really not going to drop it or mess it up?"

I asked him with a frown.

"This is a gift someone gave me. How can I just throw it away? That's so rude."

The supermarket guy shook his head and rejected me.

I sighed and thought, it's really hard to save a damned person with kind words.

I stopped talking and he looked a little happy.

Maybe they think that if they don't hear anything they don't want to hear, they will feel better.

After all, his mood did improve.

"Speaking of which, in order to keep myself safe, do you think I should go to a Taoist temple or a monastery and pray for something to protect myself?"

The supermarket guy suddenly asked me.

He had reached the switch.

"If you want to, of course you can, but it's hard to say whether you can get anything useful. If you get some wandering ghost, I'm afraid you will be doomed."

I shook my head and said.

"So do you think I should ask for it or not?"

The supermarket guy continued to ask.

"Just ask for one, it will give you peace of mind. If it works, that would be great. Generally speaking, it shouldn't have a counterproductive effect, unless you deliberately find something that is faulty."

I said to him.

"Okay then."

He nodded.

"Move the flashlight over here, I can't see."

The supermarket guy scratched his neck and said to me.

I moved the flashlight upwards.

The light shone right on his hands.

A pale hand slowly emerged from the wall and touched the back of his hand.

It looked cold, and he seemed not to notice.

I looked at the supermarket guy's face.

That face was really unnoticed.

He is also working very hard on the switch.

"Are you really capable of this? Don't get electrocuted by mistake, or I'll have to collect your body if you die."

I said.

"Don't worry, okay, how can such a small thing be impossible?"

The supermarket guy patted the wall in front of him.

With a click, the circuit breaker seemed to be fixed. The light bulb above my head flickered for a while and then lit up. The whole supermarket was turned into a pale white by the light. I squinted my eyes and felt as if I was in the autopsy room.

The supermarket guy came down from the ladder and clapped his hands and pants.

A lot of white dust fell on him.

"I think I'm all right. Let's go to the cashier. Maybe there will be customers."

He said to me.

I nodded and followed him to the cashier.

A young girl, who looked like a primary school student, ran over to buy a lollipop.

After buying a lollipop, the girl left. Nothing happened and it seemed like the whole night would be safe.

The supermarket guy breathed a sigh of relief, and as time passed and nothing happened, he became even happier and even planned to go out to the barbecue stall for a drink tonight.

"Forget it. I'm going to go home and rest early. You'd better go and ask for something as soon as you have time."

I said.

He nodded, not taking my words to heart, but seemed to remember the words "as soon as possible".

The next day when he came to see me again, he showed me the red rope on his wrist. On the rope was a small wooden fish the size of a fingernail.

"Look, this is a rope I got from a temple. It's blessed and it's said to bring peace."

He said to me with a smile.

“It’s a good thing to have something like this.”

I smiled and answered.

The supermarket guy nodded and took me to work with him in the supermarket.

It was still daytime, so nothing happened.

He pulled out an incense burner from somewhere, threw a few fingernail-sized incense sticks into it and lit it. A cloud of smoke filled the air at the door, and at first glance it looked like a fire.

A middle-aged man who came to buy cigarettes said while coughing, "It's really terrible."

"I'm sorry."

The supermarket guy smiled and apologized.

But he also added a few to the little incense burner.

The smoke at the door became thicker.

It was getting dark, and the supermarket guy was getting ready for his patrol.