At this moment, I looked at the little girl in panic, suddenly not knowing what to do.
The little girl looked at my frightened appearance and said nothing.
She merely offered a very pale smile.
With a pair of grayish eyes, she looked at me with pure innocence.
At the same time, she raised her hand and pointed to my left, as if wanting me to go that way.
I looked at the little girl, knowing very well what she was.
However, her smile and actions did not make me feel more fear.
The feeling was completely different from the female ghost I had encountered.
I forced down the tension in my heart and stammered,
"Little, little sister, are you telling me, telling me to go left?"
The little girl still didn't speak, but just nodded slightly with a smile.
I looked to my left. The fog was very thick there, and I couldn't see far.
There were only rows of gravestones.
But I sensed the little girl's kindness; perhaps she was showing me the way.
I nodded, trembling slightly.
My throat felt dry and hoarse as I said,
"Okay, okay..."
After speaking, I shifted to the left.
Then I took a few steps back, turned around, and ran to the left.
When I had run a distance and looked back again.
There was no trace of the little girl. Behind me were only rows of white gravestones, nothing else.
I shivered and turned back to continue forward.
I had walked this path before, and there was nothing but gravestones.
But that little girl had made me go this way.
Could it be that the Rose Supermarket I was looking for was in this direction?
Or, was this path a one-way road to no return?
I gave a wry smile.
At this point, what if it was a dead end? Did I have any other choice?
I had been pushed to the brink of life and death, with no right to choose.
Rather than searching aimlessly, it was better to trust this little girl.
The road ahead grew darker, and my phone was dead.
I could only grope in the dark, walking along the stone path that was faintly white.
Besides the gravestones and the sound of my footsteps, there was nothing around.
The fog around me grew heavier. I felt like I had been walking on this path for over ten minutes without reaching the end.
I remembered walking this path before, and it took me five minutes to reach the end.
But now, after walking for so long, why hadn't I reached it yet?
I hunched my neck and quickened my pace.
After walking for about three to five more minutes, I vaguely saw a faint red light in the darkness.
The red light was particularly conspicuous in the pitch-black night.
I squinted my eyes and continued to quicken my pace.
The red light grew brighter and brighter. Eventually, I started to jog.
Finally, I could clearly see the source of the red light.
There seemed to be a small house, with a red lantern hanging in front of it.
The light I saw was emitted by the lantern.
After wandering in the cemetery for so long, I finally saw a building other than gravestones, and a hint of excitement arose in my heart.
I hurried forward.
Finally, to my surprise, I discovered.
This was the place I was looking for: "Rose Supermarket."
The house was very old, a small wooden cabin.
In front of the wooden cabin, a sign was placed upright.
On it, written in red ink, were four characters: "Rose Supermarket."
The red lantern was hung on the supermarket's plaque.
Seeing this, I took a long breath, my heart filled with emotion.
It seemed that besides good people, there were also good ghosts in this world...
At that moment, I was especially grateful to the little girl named Li Lingling.
If she hadn't guided me, I definitely wouldn't have found this place.
I calmed myself down and slowly approached.
I pulled the iron ring in front of the wooden door and knocked.
"Dong dong dong..."
The sound was crisp and loud in the graveyard.
Soon, a hoarse, old woman's voice replied from inside the house:
"Who is it!"
The voice was not loud, but it was drawn out, making one feel uneasy.
But I still replied,
"Boss, I'm here to buy something!"
"Oh! Wait!"
The voice replied, and then I heard rustling sounds from inside the house.
After a while, the wooden door opened.
Then, an eighty-year-old woman holding an oil lamp appeared before me.
The old woman had sparse, graying hair and was very hunched over, almost bent at a ninety-degree angle.
She raised her head, her face full of wrinkles, and her slightly cloudy eyes sized me up from top to bottom.
The white light from the oil lamp flickered on her face, making her look somewhat eerie.
I suppressed my nervousness and apprehension and said politely,
"Auntie, I, I've come to buy something."
The old woman listened to me and chuckled a few times with her toothless mouth, "Hehehehe":
"Come in! My little supermarket hasn't had customers for a long time!"
After speaking, she slowly turned and walked inside.
I swallowed and followed slowly.
After entering the house, the old woman placed the oil lamp on the table.
She used an iron rod to adjust the wick, making the flame burn brighter.
Under the flickering flame, I could faintly see.
Inside this small wooden house, there were quite a few goods.
But these goods were all brightly colored clothes.
"Young man, what would you like?"
The old woman put down the iron rod and turned to ask me.
I did not hesitate and quickly said respectfully and politely,
"Auntie, I need some rice and some eggs."
Hearing me ask for these items, the old woman looked me up and down and suddenly burst into laughter:
"Giggle giggle! Young man!
The rice here is Yin Nuo rice.
The eggs here are chicks that have been boiled and peeled.
If you buy them and take them back, you can't eat them!
Why don't you take a look at these shrouds I've sewn?
The price is not expensive.
I think you'll be able to wear them in the next couple of days..."