infinite danger

Chapter 19 The person pushing his wheelchair is...

There are not many high-rise buildings around Tianwan Plaza, and the distance between buildings is relatively wide, so the view is very wide.

Because it was the weekend, people came and went in front of the square, but none of them entered the mall, it seemed more like passing by.

After watching Uncle Chen drive away, Ji Siwei put his backpack on his chest, moved the wheelchair, and approached the entrance of the mall.

The main building of the shopping mall is not high, with a glass dome above it, which looks like a huge tomb from a distance.

Just before the entrance, a middle-aged man wearing a white vest, slippers, and carrying a satchel suddenly walked up to Ji Siwei, blocked his way, and looked at him with a smile on his face.

"Little boy, you have the light on your forehead and the light in your eyes, the reincarnation of a fairy, the descending of a fairy..."

The middle-aged man shook his head and said.

"Not fate, thank you."

Ji Siwei shook his head politely, turned the direction of the wheelchair, intending to round the man roundly.

"Don't go, it doesn't matter if it's not fate, lest I leak the secret and suffer disaster, I mainly want to ask..." The man reached into his bag, took out a bunch of leaflets, and squeezed out a brighter smile: "Pretty boy, Do you want to apply for a card? Grand opening bonus, [-]% off hair cut!"

"No thanks."

Ji Siwei shook his head again.

"Oh...it doesn't matter if you don't cut your hair. I have others here. There is always one that suits you." The middle-aged man slapped his head and rummaged in his bag: "Manicure? Mathematical cram school? Learning guitar? Take care to understand..."

The middle-aged man didn't care about Ji Siwei's reaction at all, and put the leaflets he found in Ji Siwei's arms. Ji Siwei thought that it would be difficult for him to accept so many leaflet distribution jobs, so he was not angry, and sorted out those leaflets in a good-tempered manner. Messy flyer.

The middle-aged man stopped turning and turning suddenly, the smile on his face disappeared suddenly, as if he had sensed something, he looked at the sky seriously.

The sky became extremely dark at some point, with blue-purple lightning flashing through the thick dark clouds, and the cold and damp wind passed through the low-lying square, rolling up several discarded plastic bags, rustling.

"It's changed."

The middle-aged man stuffed the last leaflet in his hand to Ji Siwei, and said in an extremely serious tone, "It's going to rain, I'm going home from work to collect my clothes."

After finishing speaking, he simply pulled his slippers and left.

Ji Siwei held a pile of stuffed leaflets with a dazed expression, and glanced sideways at the unfashionable back of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man seemed to have sensed his gaze, stopped in his footsteps, and looked back at him, with an unpredictable expression on his face:

"By the way, pretty boy, don't throw away the flyers."

"Keep a closer look, it might come in handy..."

After finishing speaking this time, the middle-aged man didn't look back.

Only then did Ji Siwei realize that the people in Tianwan Square could only go in and out, and they were almost gone.

He tidied up the pile of leaflets and didn't see the trash can, so he put it in his backpack casually, intending to throw it away when he saw the trash can.

As soon as he entered the mall, Ji Siwei felt a chill.

I don't know if it's because of the weather, or because the air conditioner in the mall is too low. This kind of cold is like being exposed to the outdoors in the middle of winter. The frost is gnawing at the bone marrow, and even the fingers are a little numb.

Ji Siwei quickly wrapped his blanket tightly.

The shopping mall is designed with a hollow atrium, and you can see the glass dome on the roof at a glance.

The interior layout is very strange. Just entering the gate, there are two staircases connecting the basement. The shopping mall is located in a prosperous area, but it looks a bit dilapidated. Words such as "magnificence and splendor" cannot be hung on it. The walls are old and mottled. Many shops hang " Wangpu transfer" red paper.

The red paper had faded badly, and it probably hung for a long time without being able to transfer it out.

There are no customers inside, only some store owners are packing their things and preparing to close.

The embarrassment for Ji Siwei was that he had to go down the stairs to go downstairs, but he couldn't go down by himself without help from others.

While thinking about the solution, he suddenly felt someone pat him on the shoulder from behind.

The force is not heavy, let go as soon as you touch it, like a reminder to keep your distance.

He thought he was blocking someone's way, and wanted to turn around and say sorry, with a slight side of his neck, he suddenly thought that he hadn't heard anyone's approaching footsteps just now.

For some reason, he remembered what Uncle Chen said before he left, in case someone pats him on the shoulder from behind, he must not look back.

With cold palms, Ji Siwei froze in place, afraid that what he saw when he turned around was not a human being.

Maybe seeing that he didn't respond, the people behind patted his shoulder twice again.

"Young boy, do you want to go down? It's so hard at a young age, let me help you."

It was a very kind male voice, with a slow tone, sounding old.

Ji Siwei didn't hear anything unusual, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

"Thank you Uncle."

Ji Siwei responded.

Maybe it's because I have hinted too much in my heart, so I feel that everything is gloomy. It's not night yet, how can there be ghosts and ghosts.

As soon as Ji Siwei pulled out the electric crawlers used for going downstairs, Ji Siwei heard Uncle behind him say in a sighing and envious voice: "Your wheelchair is really convenient. I died too early, and it was not so convenient at that time." advanced stuff."

"It's really convenient..."

After a pause, Ji Siwei's heart skipped a beat, wondering if he had heard it wrong.

Die too early?

Now the one pushing his wheelchair is...

Don't dare to imagine, dare not look back, dare not make a sound, dare not make mistakes.

"If I had had this kind of wheelchair before I died, my wife would have suffered less."

The wheelchair bumped up and down the stairs, and Able sighed from time to time.

Ji Siwei didn't dare to answer, fearing that he would roll down the stairs in the next second.

However, the wheelchair stopped smoothly on the ground.

"I'm leaving." Uncle smiled in a low voice: "Young boy, you can figure out the way ahead."

Feeling no malice, Ji Siwei looked back, and there was no one behind him.

……

There is an open atrium in front of you, and shops are scattered around. When you take a closer look, you find that the basement is almost full of jade shops.

The floors are not high, and there is a feeling of suffocation when walking through it, and the atmosphere here is very similar to Rose Garden.

An invisible and intangible evil spirit wandered through it, and there was always a rotten and unpleasant smell in the air.

The area inside was too large, and Ji Siwei searched around but couldn't find the stairs or elevator to the third floor, nor the map, so he had to ask someone else.

The nearby shops were either closed or locked, or abandoned shops with seals on them. Only the jade shop in front remained open. The owner was a fat man in Tang suit, lying on the counter and fiddled with a calculator.

"boss."

Ji Siwei went to the door of the store and said hello.

The boss glanced at him, his face suddenly changed.

"Xiaoshengzi, you have a strong evil spirit. I'm afraid you brought some terrible things in? I advise you to hurry up and get out of here."

The boss frowned, and took two steps back holding the calculator.

Seeing the boss reacting so strongly, thinking of the wooden box in the backpack, Ji Siwei felt that the boss might be a hidden expert who knew something about this place, so he looked up at him and asked in a serious tone:

"If you must stay here, what should you do?"

Hearing this, the boss frowned even tighter. He glanced at Ji Siwei's backpack, and then quickly looked away. While scratching his head, he rummaged through the wooden box full of jade jewelry, and finally took out a The small black bead with gold glitter was handed to Ji Siwei.

The black bead is very beautiful, as if wrapped in a piece of gold sand, as the fingertips turn, it emits fine glitter.

"This is black gold obsidian. I am destined to meet you. I will sell it to you at a lower price. It will cost 1 yuan. It will ward off evil spirits and work."

The boss sent the beads to Ji Siwei, as if you bought them and you made money.

Ji Siwei: "..."

At first, I thought I met an expert from the outside world, but I didn't expect it to be a sales promotion.

"I won't buy the beads."

"Boss, may I ask how to get to the third floor?"

Ji Siwei calmly looked directly into the boss's eyes, his phoenix eyes glowed with a cold light, a little deeper than that black gold obsidian.

"You actually want to go to the third floor, there is no third floor here!"

"That's not where the living go!"

The boss's complexion became even uglier, his chubby face seemed to be covered with a layer of haze, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"You said there is no place, and you said it is not a place for living people to go. Is it there or not?"

Ji Siwei raised his eyebrows, his eyes became sharper, and his tone became a little colder.

The boss didn't expect the loopholes in his words to be caught so quickly. He looked at the boy in the wheelchair in surprise, his lips trembled slightly, he didn't speak for a while, and raised his hand to wipe his sweat.

"Tell me how to get there."

Ji Siwei asked again.

The light hit him, making him look less gentle and full of sharpness.

"If you want to die, I won't stop you. You can go up to the fourth floor from the elevator in front, and then go north. There is an abandoned elevator at the end of the corridor." The boss shook his head, showing an extremely distressed expression, and handed the beads in his hand to Ji Siwei: "This Wujin obsidian is for you."

Now Ji Siwei was surprised: "If you want to give something worth 1 yuan, you can give it away?"

Although it doesn't look like it's worth 1 yuan, but with the stingy character of a businessman, even if it's only worth one yuan, he can't give it away without any benefits.

"I'll send you off." The boss waved his hand: "What's your family's phone number, I'll call them tomorrow to collect the body."

……

Naturally, Ji Siwei didn't leave him a call.

But Wujin Obsidian still took it.

According to the route given by the boss, Ji Siwei took the elevator up to the fourth floor.

The night fell quietly, and through the glass dome, you could see the dark clouds filling the sky, so heavy that it seemed to fall down, smashing the glass into pieces.

Looking down, the shop that gave him obsidian was also closed, and the fat boss was leaving in a hurry.

Most of the lights in the shopping mall were turned off, and there was no security patrolling the empty shopping mall, and no one came to chase him out.

Ji Siwei raised his hand to look at his watch, it was half an hour before seven o'clock.

Just when he raised his head, he saw a girl in a white dress standing not far away, with a warm smile on her face, quietly looking at him.