Hearing this, Su Yuan couldn't help but rolled his eyes.
Isn’t this nonsense? I give you money and you still don’t sell it? Is it a black shop?
However, Su Yuan did not say anything, but stretched out his hand to try to pick up the paper man. However, as soon as this behavior occurred, and with the appearance of the breeze, the paper man in front of him swayed, and was actually moved by the wind.
Gradually moved away from Su Yuan's side.
However, two paper figures, one black and one white, who were originally serving as greeters at the door, were already standing at the door. Their figures blocked the light outside, which made the light in the store suddenly dim.
Moreover, the expressions on the faces of the two paper figures suddenly changed from the smiles just now to fierce ones, staring at Su Yuan fiercely, as if he would take action immediately if he did anything excessive.
This vigilant attitude made it difficult for Su Yuan not to wonder whether this paper-making shop had been robbed before.
"Guests, if you don't want to buy, don't touch the paper figures in the shop."
In the dim store, the voice sounded again, this time with a strong warning, and at the same time, the light in the store became even dimmer.
Seeing this situation, Su Yuan further confirmed that this paper-making shop had definitely been robbed before, otherwise he wouldn't be so vigilant.
It's a pity, it would be great if the large size comes, and it can be a big one...
Su Yuan was a little sad. With his current strength, he simply couldn't rob the paper-making shop. Once he did, this peaceful paper-making shop would instantly turn into a terrifying and supernatural place. What danger would happen then?
People can predict it.
In silence, Su Yuan took out a stack of colorful banknotes from his pocket and shook them.
Hundreds of dollars of banknotes appeared in the store, and Su Yuan instantly changed his identity, like a rich man.
As soon as the ghost money was taken out, the dark shop suddenly became brighter. The two paper figures blocking the way at the door moved away at some point, and the fierce look on the paper figures' faces disappeared, and instead
He wore a flattering smile, as if he was trying to please the customers in the store.
Even other paper items in the store began to shake at this time, as if they were trying their best to promote themselves and wait for Su Yuan's purchase.
"Big customer."
The weird sound just now suddenly became much kinder. As the breeze blew, the beautiful paper figurine that was blown away just now moved over again.
In addition, behind the beautiful paper figurine were a group of paper figurines, including men and women, old people and children, and all kinds of paper figurines.
"If you are a big customer, buy two paper figures and get one free. Choose two. They are very cheap. They were originally sold for nine yuan." The strange voice sounded again.
This time, Su Yuan was given a discount.
"Ahem, the paper figures here are not high enough. I feel like I have nowhere to spend my money. Is this the best product in your store?"
After hearing this, the voices in the store were silent for a moment.
I don't know if it's because of Su Yuan's ignorance or some other reason.
Seeing this state, Su Yuan cursed a few words in his heart, thinking that I wasn't rich enough, right?
Sooner or later, I will buy your paper shop with 18,000 likes and let you work for me!
"You're already here, so let's buy some."
As he said that, Su Yuan took out two pieces of paper money from a pile, totaling six yuan.
"Buy two paper figurines and get one for free, right? I want the two paper figurines at the door, and then give me this beautiful paper figurine."
He pointed at the two paper figures at the door, one black and one white, as well as the somewhat damaged beautiful paper figure.
The strange voice in the store was silent for a while, as if Su Yuan didn't expect that Su Yuan would choose the two paper figures guarding the door instead of choosing from so many paper figures.
But the preferential rules were laid down on this piece of paper, and the voice did not violate them, but replied: "Deal."
next moment.
A gust of breeze blew, and the two three-yuan paper money in his hand was immediately pulled away by a strange force. Then the paper money floated in the store, and soon disappeared from sight, and flew to an unknown place.
Once the paper shop collects the money, the transaction is completed.
The three paper figures were bought by Su Yuan.
Afterwards, Su Yuan did not hesitate, and left with the three paper figures, and kept walking along the ghost street, until finally the shops on both sides of the street disappeared, and only this old bluestone road remained.
, a lonely house began to appear in sight.
This is the coffin shop.
Looking at the coffin shop, Su Yuan took out a sack and put three paper figures directly into it. The paper figures were very light, so there was no need to worry about not being able to carry them.
Then he walked towards the coffin shop.
The door of the coffin shop was open, and a yellow, dim oil lamp was lit inside.
The oil lamp hung in mid-air barely illuminated the entire shop.
In the shop, there are coffins of the same size and shape. The only difference is that the colors of these coffins are different. Some coffins are painted with black paint and have a word "Die" written on them, which looks eerie and weird.
Some coffins were painted with red paint, which was as bright as blood and also very permeable.
Some coffins are in the color of raw wood and seem to have not been completely made and have not been painted.
Su Yuan stood at the door and looked around for a while, confirming the situation of the coffin shop, and then walked in with a bit of vigilance.
From the observation just now, the coffin shop does not seem to be much different from the shops on other ghost streets. They are all open for business, but the items they sell are different.
But this coffin shop is not that simple, at least it is more sinister than the paper shop.
No!
It should be said that compared to the coffin shop, the paper shop is simply the conscience of the industry.
Su Yuan had just walked to the door of the coffin shop, when a faint voice floated out of the otherwise dead coffin shop: "Take a look, a good coffin only costs thirteen yuan."
Thirteen dollars?
Hearing this, Su Yuan's expression changed slightly.
Compared with the last time I came here, the price has dropped a lot, but it has not dropped to the lowest level yet. If I remember correctly, when Yang Jian came to the coffin shop again, it seemed that the price had dropped to ten yuan.
Apparently the business of this coffin shop was getting worse and worse, so the price had to be lowered.
Because he knew this was a black shop, Su Yuan only took out sixteen yuan, one seven yuan, and three three yuan bills. He did not dare to expose the others, so as not to be ripped off.
He doesn't want to be a fat sheep.
Walking into the coffin shop with ghost money in hand, the coffin shop that originally looked so sinister seemed not so scary now.
"I want to buy a red coffin."
After entering the store, Su Yuan shook the money in his hand and said.
If you want to imprison the evil ghost, you have to buy a black coffin. If you want to deal with the problem of the evil ghost reviving, then you have to buy a red coffin.