A wooden box, similar to a large crate When opened inside out There is a hole covered with a red cloth talisman. Written in dark red characters

At first glance, it looked like a scribbled handwriting. The seagull hurriedly closed the chest and her heartbeat sounded like the sound of a drum.

Wiset Chai Chan District It is still the district, even though twenty years have passed. In the district, there are new markets.

And Ah Muay, or the new name Chaewaree, has expanded his business. Open to sell complete agricultural tools along with selling coffee. Now there is a son and daughter who are grown up and help manage it. Ajae Waree is rich, has land, rice fields for rent, collects rent in rice, and the daughter sells all kinds of groceries, including rice. Lots of shophouses, shops for rent, Jae Varee, at this time, fat and round.

He still had a smile on his face. Even more married to the son of a gold shop. Owner of a gold shop in Suphan Now they have opened a gold shop next to each other in a large booth building.

“Ah Tee, come here,” Ah Muay, Je Juree beckoned to her son, a large piece of gold on his neck and wrist. Glittering in the sunlight, Thongchai, the eldest son, has a sharp and sharp face, but he has his mother's face. Considered to be good-looking, "Ah, what's wrong?!" Thongchai made an alarmed face, his long, slender eyes looking towards his mother. fat fingers

Pointing to the pool of blood, “What blood is this, Atee?”

Thongchai looked down at the pool of black blood that had clotted. There was a big pile on the side of the road in front of the store, so he called for the kids in the store to come out and clean it up. I still haven't seen it in the morning. And how did it get this pool of blood? Thongchai dismissed this idea. Hurry and walk to welcome customers.

Ai Juk carries a galvanized can. He used a broom to sweep away the coconut trees. What did he do? The bright red color didn't fade away. "Hey, hey," Aijuk ran in, his body sweating. No matter what I do, it never fades away.

Tee Thongchai waved his hand, just saying that he didn't bother his ears or eyes. That should be enough. No need to be told again, Juk quickly ran away and disappeared. Feeling relieved, Thongchai was about to give change to a customer who was waiting. Jae Juree stood handing off customers at another booth far away before walking into the gold shop.

It was already late afternoon. Ah Muaywaree, Je Juree's daughter, walked in from the back of the shop. It's an iron bar that separates the whole house like a cage.

“Ah Muay Waree has finished cooking.” Ah Muay Waree has a tall and slender figure. Not as skilled as Jejuree. Most importantly, Muaywaree has a more beautiful, symmetrical face and face. Je Juree many times until it became famous throughout the district

Late that night

Dense fog formed throughout the market area in Peng District!! Peng!! The sound of metal knocking tells the time of the guards who walk around the market area. Tamee, an old man, is the patrolman. maintain security You look at the fog that is starting to thicken. astonished

It's mid-April already. How can fog occur? Experience, a long life Teach him that There was definitely something unusual. “Don't...don't...I'm afraid. Don't…” Tami slowly walked towards the source of the sound.

Light from a flashlight Looking at a body Dive under the vegetable stand. The legs are thin, dry and wrinkled. tells of old age

Grandma Nuan is crazy!!! The leg that emerged was trembling. The upper part was tightly covered with an old cloth. "Don't...don't...that's enough, oh..." came the voice of Grandma Nuan, a crazy person who lived and lived in the market area for a long time. Sometimes, there were mischievous people who thought it was fun. They took her away and released her somewhere else, but soon Grandma Nuanba strangely returned to this market. What a shame. Tami shook her head softly, feeling pitiful.

This crazy grandma must be very sick. But I don't know how to help. Some people in the market are still kind. Give rice, give water Enough for this crazy grandma to survive.

Ta Mi walked through the mist to the booth of Jae Varee's gold shop and agricultural shop. A shadow appeared, a faint house.

“Ai Tee...Ai Tee...my child...oh my!” A wailing, trembling voice came from the crazy Euan's body. He didn't know what to do, but he walked unsteadily. Take a closer look. I heard someone calling out, muttering, when my grandfather made a decision. He reached out his hand and shook her, causing Grandma Nuan to regain consciousness. "Phew!" A black shadow shot out and hit her right in the eye.

Until he fell on his back and his buttocks were severely swollen. Iron and wood knocker Falling to the ground with a loud thud... His eyes were trembling. If you want to get up, you can't get up. His legs were completely weak, his eyes stopped shaking and became still, like a carved puppet. Before he bounced up and stood, his eyes were hard and he turned to look at Bai Nuan Ba. "Mother...Mother," a hoarse voice came from a skinny, wide-eyed body, walking in three steps. A scrawny spoon of the old woman, it came out.

The only thing he thought of was his mother. "Tee, son, Tee," Euanba rubbed his face like it was something he loved with all his heart.

He walked so fast he could barely see back to his mother's old house, a house that had begun to decay after twenty years had passed.

He slowly put his mother down before turning around and jumping out to a place. Phu Yai Som's house It is still a Thai house. The grass was overgrown with it. He walked towards a corner of the house and scratched with his fingers for a moment. A bundle of red cloth appeared. He grabbed it and blew it out, causing flames to burn quickly.

In just a moment, it turned into ashes.

It disappeared again.

The next morning, the magic market was still crowded with people, the coffee shop, and the crowd had begun to thin out. Varee put down the tin ladle.

Before calling out Ah Ma, “Ah Ma, I'm going to go look at the grocery store over there. Tell the kid to come out and look at the storefront this way.”

Je Juree's voice loudly accepted the words before Ahngek Will walk out to accept the next job.

A yellow minibus parked in front of the agricultural shop. Ah Thongchai walked out. Odd hurriedly put his face forward and ordered the things that the passengers had ordered. Ah Thongchai didn't wait any longer and looked at the things to make sure they were complete. So I called Ai Juk. along with two other male workers Let's help lift things up into the minibus. "Hey, when are you going to marry your wife?" A-Od shouted and asked as he turned off the engine.

He slammed the door shut, walked over, craned his neck and talked to Thongchai, "What are you talking about? If you have a wife, you'll be too busy to die, Uncle Aod. Just this, I can't make it in time. If you keep having a wife, your head hurts badly." Ah Thongchai shook his head. Laughing and sneering, "Oh, be careful if you don't have children in time to use the rice field. Ahiya..." Thongchai waved his hand and

Send the receipt to Aod. As if to cut short, I said, "Let's go for a moment." Aod closed the door firmly before starting the engine. Then he walked away like an impatient teenager.

“Hey, does anyone have eyes?” Grandma Tim, a vegetable seller Ask the people at the stall next to you. Normally, at 4:00 a.m., Ta Mee will come and wait to help push the vegetables into the stall. Some days, he's a bitch, coming out to do extra work. But today I saw Chuk. Running headlong, pushing a vegetable cart to deliver to this store, all alone.

“I haven't seen him in a long time. Look, Grandma Nuanba is still missing.” Grandma Chomoi next to the stall Nodding to the area of ​​your stall where crazy grandma used to come and sleep every day, "Hey, Juk," Grandma Moi shouted and asked Nijuk. I walked across the river to buy some Pa Tangko and took it to the coffee shop. “Huh, what is it, Auntie Moi?” I gasped.

Leaning forward from the Patongko fried stand, "Do you have eyes to see?" His face trembled.

“I don't see it. I see my grandfather's iron hammer. It fell at Auntie's stand over there," said Ai Juk as he accepted a large parcel of Patongko and ran across the ferry to the coffee shop.

“Eh, why is this blood stain still there?” Ai Juk stopped in his tracks when he still saw the same pool of blood as yesterday, but he remembered. If you have to hurry and set up the Patongko, hurry and run, in the morning or any time. Work was busy all day. There will be free time again. At 4 p.m. the shop was already closed.

Juk thought in his heart …………