This burial shop was very strange. The entrance was very narrow and blocked by a pure black wall. On the wall, there were three words written in strange white characters: " Shroud Shop."
On the walls on both sides of the text, there were several wooden platforms neatly inlaid. On them were pocket-sized dolls of the same proportion as human bodies, wearing different styles of pocket-sized burial clothes.
Actually, the three words " Shroud Shop " on the wall were not particularly obvious. Everyone had thought of it through these dolls and the font.
The black wall wasn't very long. There was a white door at each end of the wall.
The village chief turned around and saw that the camera crew had followed him in. They even picked up the camera and took pictures of the environment in the shop. He quickly reached out his hand and blocked the camera.
"You guys go out first. You can't shoot here.”
The camera crew looked at the executive director, Wang Zhengyu. Seeing him nod, they nodded at the village chief, put away the camera, and left.
Seeing that the people carrying the cameras had all left, the village chief closed the door and walked towards the door on the left.
The audience in the live broadcast room was not very satisfied that they could not capture the situation inside the shroud shop. They were all very curious about the inside of the shroud shop. Almost everyone suggested that the program team adopt an unusual method of filming, which was to secretly take photos.
However, for the sake of Peng Peng's safety, the production team did not dare to take this risk. The camera cut back to the mushroom house. The staff who stayed in the mushroom house had been paying attention to the live broadcast of the show, so they naturally knew about this.
When the camera cut back, under the instructions of the staff, Zi Feng gave a simple explanation to the audience.
"Because we went to look for Village Chief to save Peng Peng, we have to listen to Village Chief completely. I hope everyone can understand.”
Most of the audience members were reasonable people. Moreover, they were also equally concerned about Peng Peng's safety. With Zi Feng's explanation, they accepted it and expressed their understanding one after another. They no longer mentioned the matter of letting the program team secretly take photos of the burial clothes shop. There were even a few people who had no foresight and still refused to give up mentioning this matter. They were all brushed away by everyone's bullet screen with a sentence wishing Peng Peng a speedy recovery.
At the same time, in the shroud shop, the village chief had already brought everyone to stop in front of the door on the left.
The village chief raised his hand and gently knocked on the door three times.
He heard footsteps coming from inside. Soon, the footsteps stopped in front of the door.
Then, the door opened.
The person who opened the door was a tall and thin man with dark skin.
"We're here to buy incense." The village chief quickly explained his purpose.
The man nodded and pulled the door to the side to let the person in. After the last person entered, he silently closed the door.
Everyone stopped in place and waited for the man.
Other than the village chief, everyone else could not help but frown.
This place was really too strange. There was clearly a window, and the weather today was not bad. It was not a shady side, but there was actually no sunlight shining in.
It was as cold as if it was buried deep underground. There was also a strange smell that made people's backs turn cold.
However, there were still many people. With so many people together, it was bearable to boost each other's courage.
Everyone subconsciously gathered together.
The man glanced at them indifferently and didn't say anything. He directly walked past the crowd and walked forward.
Seeing this, the village chief quickly followed, and everyone followed closely behind the village chief.
Mr. He walked quickly to the village chief's side and whispered,"Who is this? Why is she ignoring me?”
" Of course not," the village chief explained in a low voice." He's the owner of this burial shop. He doesn't talk much. You'll get used to it."”
As they spoke, the group had already reached the first corner. After turning around, they actually saw two children in gray clothes sitting on a stone stool in a daze.
This group of people made a lot of noise, but the two children didn't react at all. It was as if they didn't hear anything. They just sat there in a daze and didn't move at all.
Everyone felt that it was strange, but they still had official matters to attend to, so they did not mind and walked over directly.
The man led everyone to the end and stopped in front of a white door.
"What incense do you want to buy?" The man turned to ask the village chief, his attitude unusually cold.
The village chief did not mind and replied directly," The incense we bought is for Chief Long.”
When he heard Chief Long, the man's expression immediately changed. He did not ask any more questions and directly opened the door to enter the house. Not long after, he came out with a box of incense and closed the door.
"Ten thousand dollars." The man stated a price indifferently.
Everyone was shocked. As the executive director, Wang Zhengyu had to pay for it. He subconsciously asked,"Why is it so expensive?"
The man laughed coldly, and his tone even carried some contempt." The incense given to Chief Long has always been the best. Why? Are you unwilling to part with it?”
The man looked at everyone quietly, waiting for their reply.
For some reason, everyone felt a chill run down their spines when they were stared at by this man. For a moment, they actually forgot to speak.
The man laughed coldly, and the contempt in his eyes became even stronger." If you don't want to buy it, I'll put it back."”
Before anyone could reply, the man had already turned around and was about to open the door.
Seeing this situation, the village chief's expression could not help but change, and he hurriedly came out to smooth things over.
"Buy, buy, buy. Of course I'll buy."
As he spoke, the village chief turned his gaze to Wang Zhengyu and winked at him crazily.
Wang Zhengyu felt his heart ache, but he had no choice but to admit it. He reached into his bag and took out 10,000 yuan in cash and handed it to the man.
The man took the money expressionlessly and handed the incense to Wang Zhengyu.
"Just go back the way you came."
After taking the money, the man said this indifferently and left.
The path they took wasn't complicated. They followed the original path and returned. When they reached the corner, the two children were still sitting on the stone block in a daze. It seemed that their posture hadn't even changed.
However, everyone was still immersed in the shock of the sky-high price of incense and did not care.
After leaving the house, Wang Zhengyu, who had been holding it in for the entire journey, finally couldn't hold it in anymore. He had always been stingy, and now that he had lost so much blood, he really felt his heart ache. He said angrily," Is this incense made of gold? It's so expensive!"”
The others also felt that the price was unreasonable, but they were not as angry as Wang Zhengyu.
Just as someone said that the shop owner was trying to extort money from them because they were outsiders, the village chief, who had been silent at the side, suddenly spoke.
"Actually, the shop owner didn't extort you. Ever since I was young, the price of this incense has been like this.”
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