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Chapter 13: The Paper Man for the Dead

Is there a Yin Yang store on Taihang Mountain? There is a high probability that there is.

This place is close to Mount Wutai, and there is a Dharma monk on Mount Wutai. The Dharma monk needs some special materials to make beads, special fabrics to make cassocks, and some outsiders to provide information.

Of course, colleagues from outside would sometimes come with dirty things and ask for salvation from Buddhist monks. For example, Uncle San took Xiao Yaner's soul to Mount Wutai.

If there is demand, there will naturally be people doing this business. It’s just that I have just entered the society and don’t know where it is.

Boss Wu hesitated for a moment and said, "Let's go to Zanhuang County! There is a barren mountain near Zhangshiyan, and there is a family on the mountain who should have goods. If we take a detour, we will probably be delayed for three or four hours."

I looked at the sky and said casually: "You make the decision."

Nights are short in summer, and it is already past eleven o'clock now. If we delay for three or four hours, it will be early in the morning. If we rush to the mass grave, it will probably be dawn after we arrive.

When Zhong Kui eats something like a ghost mirror, he must pick it up at night. This way he can at least buy me a day. What if the third uncle senses something is wrong and catches up? Wouldn’t this avoid the trip to the mass grave?

Zhangshiyan is a scenic spot, but the Yin Yang shop that Mr. Wu mentioned is not in the scenic spot, but on a hill next to it.

This hill has not been developed by the scenic area, but the mountain is steep and steep, not much worse than the Zhangshiyan Scenic Area.

We drove to the middle of the mountain, and the road ahead turned into a bluestone road, so we had to abandon the car and move forward. I looked at the soul-inducing lamp on the top of the mountain and reminded: "Boss Wu, don't go into a black shop.

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Most of the people who open yin and yang shops are people who abide by the rules. They don't get involved in messy things. They only do things to save the souls of the dead and collect merit. In their free time, they do business with their peers and make some money.

But there are also black shops that specialize in stealing people's lives. These people are the cancer of society. No matter you are alive or dead, you will lose your life if you enter.

Of course, most black shops don't last long. Some are counterattacked by customers, and some are so notorious that no one wants to do business with them.

This is what my grandfather told me. If you accidentally enter a black shop, it will be extremely dangerous. Who will die and who will live will depend on their abilities.

Mr. Wu laughed and said, "You also know about black shops? But don't worry, the owner of this shop is dealing with Buddhist monks from Wutai Mountain. Although he is a bit greedy for money, his reputation is still good."

When I heard what he said, I felt a little relieved. Anyway, people in their profession live with their heads up, so if you can be careful, be careful.

This section of bluestone road is not long. After walking for more than ten minutes, I saw a wooden house appearing in front of me.

Under the eaves of the wooden house, there is a soul-inducing lamp hanging, which means that this shop also deals with dead people. The light inside the shop is very dark, and through the windows, you can still vaguely see a few shadowy figures.

Although I had heard of Yin Yang Shop, it was only from my grandfather’s narration in the book. This was the first time I actually visited this place.

It is said that here, you can see fellow exorcists and the spirits hidden in the mountains. If you are lucky, you may even see corpses running to buy things.

It is said that in a Yin Yang shop in western Hunan, a female corpse was attracted by the soul-inducing lamp and came to buy things every day. The most peculiar thing is that the female corpse bought dairy products such as milk, and left without saying a word.

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Later, the shop owner realized something was wrong and followed the female corpse there, only to find that the female corpse had given birth to a child in the coffin. Although the mother was dead, she had not yet gone to hell.

So the female corpse went to Yin Yang shop every day to exchange her burial objects for milk to feed her newborn son.

That is to say, the boss was smart and knew that there must be something fishy about the female corpse always changing milk, so he chose to follow him.

If it were seven days later and the night of rebirth had passed, the female corpse would either be forcibly taken away by ghosts, or she would become filled with resentment and turn into a zombie.

The shop owner took advantage of the time before he rescued the child and rescued the soul of the deceased. This was considered as fulfilling a wish.

It's just that the child was fed by a female corpse when he was just born, and the yin energy entered his body, so that he is now weak and sick, and is a frequent visitor to the hospital.

This story made me curious about the Yin Yang store, but my grandfather told me that if you don’t know the store well, it’s best not to go in.

After all, this place is very unlucky. If you don't have good horoscopes and fall into it by mistake, you may suffer bad luck and everything will go wrong, or you may suffer from diseases and die.

The Wu brothers were very courageous and pushed the door open without hesitation. As soon as they opened the door, a musty smell hit them, making me frown.

This place doesn't sell food, otherwise I would have to spit it out.

The Wu brother also frowned, but still stepped in resolutely. When he came in, he gave me a meaningful look, probably warning me not to run around.

He had a guy in his hand, so naturally I didn't dare to run around. I gritted my teeth, stamped my feet, and followed him in obediently.

After entering, I was surprised to find that there were many guests inside. They were sitting in groups on tables and chairs. Some looked up at us curiously, while others lowered their heads and said nothing, as if they were indifferent to anything.

Boss Wu looked around and whispered: "Don't look around, some of the guests are not human beings."

They were not human beings, but they were evil spirits. I was secretly shocked, and as I scanned my eyes, I found that several guests had erratic figures, and their faces seemed to be always covered with a layer of black air, making it impossible to see clearly.

This is the first time I've seen such evil spirits.

When I was a child, I had a white-haired old zombie lying on the roof of my house. A few days ago, I also saw Xiao Yaner hanging on the mountain where women died. Just before that, I was almost bitten to death by a golden undead corpse.

But this is the first time I have seen such an ethereal thing.

These customers must be lonely souls wandering in the mountains, who come to Yin Yang shop at night to exchange some things.

Wu Laoer pulled me and said fiercely: "Don't even think about causing trouble! If you dare to mess around, I'll kill you first! Do you understand?"

The look in my eyes immediately dimmed, and I cursed secretly in my mind, these two guys are quite vigilant.

Just now I really wanted to stir up trouble, create some trouble for the Wu brothers, and then run away. But now it seems that this is not possible.

Boss Wu gave me a meaningful look, then patted the iron guy on his waist threateningly. After warning me, he said in a deep voice: "Boss!"

An old voice came from behind the counter: "Wishan mourners? Are you two named Wu?"

Boss Wu nodded and said, "Is there a scapegoat?"

Suddenly, an old man with messy hair appeared from behind the counter. He said impatiently: "If you want a replacement, just wait there. The stock is out of stock today. I am in a hurry."

After he finished speaking, he ducked behind the counter again, and then there was a soft sound, probably because he was making it in a hurry.

Boss Wu frowned and was about to speak when he heard someone next to him laughing: "My friend is also here to buy a scapegoat? What a coincidence. We have also ordered a batch and the boss is rushing to make them."


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