Borrowing Shoufang

Borrowing Life Square【Complete version】

Author: Lazy Cat Category: Danmei Novels-Suspense and Supernatural

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In the old days, folks in Huai'an believed that the length of a person's lifespan was determined by the heavens, but the number of years of life was like a thing and could be borrowed.

"What you said is just a method commonly used by the people, but what is used here is not like that."

"This place does not belong to any time. There is endless time here. As long as the customers who come here need it and exchange what they have, they can change to the corresponding time. This is the borrowing life of this store."

"This is not a place where a living person like Mr. Zhou should come. I also ask Mr. Zhou not to come again in the future."

No, no matter what you say, I'm not leaving!I will help you share your sins!

Keywords: Jushoufang, lazy cat, borrowing life, supernatural, modern

Fate ([-])

In the old days, folks in Huai'an believed that the length of a person's lifespan was determined by the heavens, but the number of years of life was like a thing and could be borrowed.When relatives are critically ill, they hope to prolong their lifespan. Generally, their own children or other relatives are willing to lend their lifespan to their elders, so they fast and take baths. Red silk cotton, carried to the temple, prayed to the gods, weeping to the sky, wishing to shorten one's lifespan, to prolong the years of the sick, to show filial piety.There are also close relatives and friends who invite up to ten people to go to the county temple in person and pray devoutly.It is said that there is a quota of ten people for this move, and it must be voluntary by the borrower. If it is entrusted by family members, or it is based on other people's advice, it will not work.

Crowded and noisy is the eternal rhythm in the metropolis. The busy life deprives people of their energy and time, making them sluggish, panicked all day long, and finally collapsed.

It's night, at the junction of the busy city and the suburbs of this bustling big city, there is an inconspicuous alley. There are many unique shops here, welcoming people who have experienced a busy day and relieved their fatigue. Let go of today's worries.

The rain fell without warning and gradually increased. This is not uncommon in the days when summer turns to autumn. The man was not surprised. He looked up at the gray sky and ran quickly to the porch in front of the carved gate , patted the little rain on his body, stomped his feet, and looked up at the shop in front of him.

On the gate, two red lanterns are hung on both sides. On the wooden plaque in the middle, there are three big characters "Jianshoufang" standing neatly. The lights inside are dim, and there is only a dim layer. Looking at the wooden furniture everywhere, I don't feel anyone, it's quiet.The man raised his hand and knocked on the carved door, and asked, "Is there anyone?"

There was a clear echo, and there seemed to be no one inside. The man knocked again unwillingly, "Excuse me, is anyone there?" Still no answer, the man looked at the store, then looked back at the pouring rain behind him, stepped on went in.

The trampling sound of the leather shoes was particularly loud in the empty space. The man walked a few steps and asked again, but still did not answer, his brows furrowed unconsciously, and he began to doubt whether this was really a shop.With the help of the oil lamp on the table, the man had a rough idea of ​​the interior of the room. The simple and unsophisticated furniture was like the hall of an ancient rich family. The main seat, the second seat, hanging paintings, plaques, celadon vases... There are many of them. I know antiques, but the aura emanating from those furniture has shown that they are not modern products.

The man looked around for a week, and finally saw an open wooden door on the right wall of the room. Inside the door was a long passage, and a few scattered lights on the wall made the passage look very strange. The man hesitated and walked towards the passage. .

The passage is very long, and the man walks cautiously. There are ordinary walls on both sides, nothing abnormal, but such a small and dark space always creates fear.The man paid close attention to the surrounding situation, a drop of cold sweat ran across his cheeks.

After walking for a few minutes, the passage came to an end, and at the end was another carved wooden door. The dark red carved wooden door was extremely frightening under the light of the flickering lights on the wall. The man's Adam's apple moved, swallowed, and gently Knock on the wooden door, "Excuse me, is anyone there?"

With a creak, the wooden door suddenly opened, and the man quickly took a step back, but nothing came out of it. The man let out a long breath, hesitated, and stepped in.

Inside the door is a spacious room. Although there is no lighting, you can roughly see its outline through the flickering lights in the passage. The room is made of wood like the hall outside, with high beams. There is no decoration in the room, only A few pillars stand in the middle, a little far away, the man can't see clearly.He walked in slowly, and within a few steps, his vision was poor because he was far away from the lights in the passage. He took out his mobile phone, turned on the screen and took a picture.When they got closer, they realized that the few pillars that didn't look big from a distance were actually not small. The two could barely hug each other. The vermilion paint reflected the white light, which made the man's hands tremble involuntarily.

Suppressing the fear in his heart, the man walked to the back of the pillar. When the light of the mobile phone illuminated the ground behind the pillar, the man's feet couldn't help but stop.Something was painted on the ground with vermilion oil paint. After walking a few steps along the strokes, he found that the pattern was very large and complicated. It was all patterns and characters that he could not understand at all. The man frowned.

He looked up at the pillars again, and the man found that there were eight pillars in total, forming a circle to completely surround the pattern on the ground.Does this have any special significance?The man couldn't help thinking in his heart.

Squeak!

The sudden sound of the door opening made the man tremble, and the phone almost fell to the ground.Looking along the sound, a lone lamp of warm yellow stands quietly on the left side of the passage. The gauze lamp cap makes the light dim again, and the face on one side becomes terrifying. .

The man was startled, because of the sudden appearance of the lamp and the person, he took a step back subconsciously, but he didn't expect the person to speak first, "If I were you, I wouldn't stand there anymore." Qingli sounds nice The voice was without any emotion, and the fear in the man's heart disappeared instantly. He didn't understand what he meant, but his feet seemed to have their own consciousness, and they walked towards the man.

When the man came back to his senses, he had already stood in front of the man, and it was only then that he saw the face of the man clearly.The man was wearing a long gown, with a slender but thin body, a flat chest showing his gender, his complexion was not obvious under the cover of the lamp cap, but his good features were more three-dimensional due to the flickering lights, slightly elongated but very supple His black hair hangs obediently, and there is a reddish luster under the lamp, which is attractive to the touch.

Attracted by the other person's appearance, the man was fascinated, and it took him a long time to wake up, and said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I came into the store without authorization."

"Meeting is fate, and it is also fate that you can come here. I will never violate fate, follow me." The same unemotional words as before, as if this person was born without feelings.

Holding the lamp in both hands, the man walked towards the passage where the man came, returned to the hall, gently put the lamp on the small table next to the master's seat, lifted the hem of his gown and sat on the master's seat casually, looking up at the master's seat. The man said: "As you wish."

After a little hesitation, the man walked to the nearest seat and sat down, rubbing his hands gently on his knees.

The rain outside seemed to be heavier than before, and the dark clouds were pressing down heavily, as if they were going to crush the entire city, and the tops of tall buildings in the distance seemed to be touching the clouds.

Looking at the scene outside the house, the man's heart also became heavy. The man sitting on the main seat seemed to see his emotions. He got up and walked towards the door. With a creak, the carved door closed, and the heavy wooden door collided. , that door separated the two worlds.

Back to the main seat and sat down, the man asked softly, "Is it better now?"

The unemotional inquiry warmed the man's heart inexplicably, and he smiled and said, "Thank you, it's much better." As if remembering something, the man said seriously again, "I want to ask, are you the manager of this store?"

The man glanced at him, his bright black eyes seemed to be able to penetrate people's psychology, and said softly: "Yes, my name is Yaoying."

"Then!" The man was a little excited and leaned forward, "Do you know my father?"

"Why do you think I'll know?"

Looking at the pretty face with no expression, the man seemed to realize his gaffe, and sat down on the chair again, "My father disappeared half a month ago, and then I called the police, but the police searched all There were no clues in any possible places, and there were no blackmail calls. Later, the police reassured me that he might have gone somewhere to relax. I knew that was just an excuse for them to give up. I no longer believed in the police, and went to investigate the cause of my father’s disappearance. I was looking for clues in my father’s study, and accidentally found his diary. I heard him mention it, so I inquired around, and finally found this place." After speaking, the man looked at the person sitting on the Lord's seat with burning eyes.

"Who is your father?"

"Sorry, I'm too nervous, I haven't introduced myself," the man reached out and took out a business card and handed it over, "My name is Zhou Ziyang, and my father's name is Zhou Jun." Kan Yaoying took the business card indifferently, glanced at it, and then put it away. On the side, Zhou Ziyang showed him a photo of his father. The middle-aged man in the photo had a serious face. Judging by Zhou Ziyang's age, he guessed that his father should be young, but the person in the photo had wrinkled face and hair. also already