After leaving school, I followed my grandfather's arrangement and took over a dark shop in southern Zhejiang City. My grandfather told me that this is not an ordinary dark shop, because this dark shop does not sell dark coins, incense and candles, but sells dark objects.

Before my grandfather came to what my grandfather said, the ancient and gloomy dark shop was located in front of me.

"Grandpa, I..."

I hesitated and wanted to ask my psychological doubts like my grandfather.

"I know what you want to say, are you trying to ask about your school?"

Grandpa gently stroked his long beard and looked at me lovingly with his eyes that seemed to be able to see through.

"That thing in your school is a curse. You can't understand it when you tell me it now, but it won't harm others anymore."

I hesitated, after all, the thing that my grandfather called a curse, or an object that was beyond the reach of human power. Three people had been killed in my alma mater. If I let it go, would I hurt more people? Including Mu Xue.

"Grandpa, but if it is not resolved, it will sooner or later be a scourge!"

I was a little eager to look at my grandfather, maybe! Maybe it was because of this that made my grandfather solve the harm, but because of Li Hao's death, I felt deeply powerless and didn't want my grandfather to solve the problem. It was mainly out of selfishness, and I didn't want my grandfather to have any accidents.

"I can't solve that curse, not only I can't solve it. Even if someone can solve it, it will be the result of both sides' losses!"

Grandpa told me very weakly.

Is there really nothing I can do about it? I don’t know why the thing that grandpa called cursed? Why did it appear in my school? Why did it kill my roommate? Why!

"Okay! Grandpa, I want to learn some of your skills."

I looked at my grandfather sincerely. This was the only time in more than ten years that I really wanted to learn his skills and the Taoist arts heirlooms from my grandfather.

"Okay, good boy...you are finally willing to learn it! Our Lin family's Taoist skills have not been lost to me, and I am worthy of my ancestors!"

Grandpa looked particularly excited. Later, when I had children, I realized why my grandpa was so excited when he heard that I wanted to learn the Taoist crafts of the Lin family from him! Too many crafts passed down by our ancestors had to be lost in this fast-paced era of life. This is the progress of the times, and it is also the Dharma-Ending Age.

"Come on, good grandson! Grandpa will tell you the origin of this dark shop and the rules of this dark shop."

Grandpa looked a little proud, although I feel that what else can the Nether Shop have? What other rules can there be? Is the Nether Shop nothing more than selling some Nether Scoop coins, paper men, paper horses, and other things that are used by dead people?

"Grandpa, are there any other rules in this underworld shop? Is it just selling paper people, paper horses, underworld coins, gold ingots and other things?"

Grandpa smiled mysteriously and stroked my head lovingly with his somewhat dry hands.

"Little guy, this shop doesn't sell what you said."

I was immediately confused, what if the underworld shop doesn’t sell underworld coins?

"This dark shop was passed on to me by my father, your grandfather. Your father refused to take over, so he had to pass it on to you. At first, my father was also a traveling Taoist priest. When he came to southern Zhejiang, he found that this place planted mulberry plants in the south, willow plants in the north, locust plants in the east, cypress plants in the west, and poplar plants in the middle. The five yin trees are in the Yin area, and the place where the Yin gathers."

I immediately began to wonder, these kinds of trees are basically everywhere, how come my grandfather said it is a place where the yin gathers? In other words, this is unscientific!

I immediately asked my grandfather: "Grandpa is full of these kinds of trees, why is it a place to gather in the shade when I get here?"

Grandpa then answered my doubts: "There is an old saying that if you don't plant mulberry before, and you don't plant willows later, and you don't plant ghosts in the yard (willions are facing the wind, and the sound of leaves slapping like clapping hands)! ​​Mulberry and mourning are homophones. Willow trees are often used as the soul-sucking rhyme, and the poplars clapped hands for ghosts. Sophora is the ghost among the trees, while cypress trees only grow in the cemetery. These trees are Yin woods, but planted in the order I just said, making the Yin energy gather for a long time and it is difficult to dissipate. This place becomes a place for Yin gathering."

I seem to understand a little, but I still don't understand it very much.

He asked grandpa: "Grandpa, what's wrong with this place where the gathering is in the dark?"

My grandfather saw me looking at him like a curious baby, as if he was back when I was a child, when I pestered my grandfather to tell me stories every day.

Next, my grandfather told me that my grandfather came here and found that the yin energy of this place where the Yin gathered was already condensed into substance. This location was transformed into a passage connecting the Hungry Ghost Realm and the human world. If it is not suppressed, there are likely ghosts from the Hungry Ghost Realm coming to the human world from here.

The evil ghost realm is the way of heaven. Once it falls into the hungry ghost realm, it begins to become extremely vicious, and God hates it, and there is no chance of reincarnation. So my grandfather said that in order to avoid the devastation of the creatures on earth, my grandfather used great magic power to suppress the Yinquan. Later, he built this dark shop here and told the descendants of the Fanlin family that from then on, he would not be wrongly sealed here.

However, due to life, my grandfather's life, he had to change this Yinquan into a dark shop. One is to take care of the seal left by his grandfather, and the other is to use the Yinquan's Yinqi to make a special dark weapon, which is to place the ordinary dark weapon in the Yinquan, and use the extremely Yinqi emanation from the Yinquan to nourish the dark weapon. In addition, various seals are engraved on it, turning the ordinary dark weapon into a special function dark weapon.

For example, promotion and wealth, attracting popularity, making fortune, etc. The main purpose is to reduce the extreme yin energy in the Yinquan, and secondly, it is also to live. Just like in the past few years, some small stars who were originally third- and fourth-tier stars suddenly had a huge popularity and suddenly became a first-tier star. Some of the underworld weapons had no choice but to live in the underworld weapons for revenge, attracting enemies to buy them. Of course, perhaps the one who bought them was not their enemies, but most of the dead souls in these underworld weapons were vicious. This special underworld weapon also had special rules. Once the rules were violated, the unlucky one would be the buyer.

For example, when some first-line stars are famous, they suddenly commit suicide. These people bought underworld weapons with the undead from their grandfather. However, they caused a tragedy because they did not abide by the rules of the undead. Of course, many people now think it is Nanyang's technique of surrendering, or raising little ghosts. Of course, the grandfather didn't want to pay attention to someone who took the blame. They were also happy.

"Grandpa, then, why don't you help those who violate the rules of the undead?"

Out of curiosity, I asked my grandfather. Didn’t it mean that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda? It’s like you sell things on Taobao, can’t you still complain? If something bad happens, won’t it be easy to sell in the future!

Grandpa saw my doubts and seemed to remember something. But he didn't want to tell me, so he said perfunctorily: "This is the rule, the rule I set. Not only me, but you are the same. If someone breaks the rules in the future, he will ignore them. Have you heard it?"

Grandpa told me very seriously, thinking that it was a matter of making me remember such a kind-hearted person who could not help me when I died. I didn’t ask much, so I nodded silently.

At this moment, my grandfather and I were sitting in the ancient underworld shop.

"Mr. Lin, I can find you. You have to save me!" A man trembling with fear came from outside the door.

Lin Feng looked in the voice and saw a young man in his early twenties with short hair and ears, a black suit with close-fitting cut, and a mole on his white face and the corner of his right eye.

When grandpa saw him, his face became very cold and said coldly: "Why are you here to look for me? Don't you even want me to save you without a word of truth?"

No need to look at it, I know that it must be because I bought a dark weapon with my grandfather with the undead. As a result, because I did not follow the rules of the undead, I got entangled with the ghost. The first time I saw this kind of thing, I was also interested. So I wanted to listen to it carefully. After all, I will be the owner of this dark shop in the future. If I don’t know anything, wouldn’t it be like a fool?

"Mr. Lin, I... I really did what you said! Really! If something happens, I can't help but not look for you!" The man in a suit was still defending himself, but there was a hint of panic in his eyes.

"If I remember correctly, you bought a gilded coffin from me, which is responsible for gambling luck. Are I wrong about what I said?"

Grandpa stared at the young man coldly and continued, "Do you still remember what the rules are?"

The young man replied quickly: "You told me to donate half of the money I earned from gambling every day. That's what I did! But why is this still happening? Mr. Lin?"

Grandpa said coldly: "Don't you tell the truth? You don't understand the truth that ghosts and gods cannot be deceived? There is no cure, so you don't need to beg me. Let's go!"

The young man looked extremely frightened, and thought he had been tortured so much in the past few days. So he told him the matter.

It turned out that his name was Lin San. Lin San won three million in Macau that day, and then took his girlfriend to play in Macau all day and spent hundreds of thousands. At that time, Lin San still remembered the rules his grandfather told him, and thought that he would donate 1.5 million on the software with his mobile phone later. Just when he took his girlfriend through a jewelry store, Lin San's girlfriend fell in love with a necklace priced at 2.85 million, and said that Lin San would buy her everything. Lin San didn't agree at first, for fear that the broken rules would have any bad effects on him in the future. But he couldn't resist his girlfriend's votes, just crying, making a fuss, and three hanging.

He said he liked the necklace designed by a famous French artist. If he didn't buy it, he would die. He said that he had won anyway. He couldn't buy a necklace for her. It seemed that he really didn't love her anymore. Yunyun and Lin San couldn't make up his mind for the last time, thinking that if it was okay, he bought it for her.
Chapter completed!