The grocery store was very quiet, except for the footsteps of Lin Qian and Coco, there were no other sounds.
At this moment, Lin Qian was wearing a black trench coat and a pair of blood-stained gold glasses. With Lin Qian's face, at first glance, he felt that he was a gentle man.
Lin Qian put a piece of yellow paper back on a gold box and was very silent. The ghosts in this ghost shop were each weirder than the last:
"confused"
"The law of murder: you lose your soul when you see it."
"The scope of the ghost domain: one city."
"Terror level: twenty-five (out of thirty-five)."
"Price: one hundred yuan (no bargaining)."
This is the content on the yellow paper just now. This thing is another S-level ghost.
Lin Qian glanced at the gold boxes on the shelf. There were seventeen in total. This also meant that there were seventeen ghosts sealed in them. If the level of terror was the same as what he had seen before...
Then, how terrifying is the owner of this ghost store?
Moreover, Lin Qian also discovered a rather strange situation, that is, the names of these evil ghosts seemed to be very retro, and they did not look like names that were only used during the Republic of China.
Moreover, the characters on the yellow paper were also written in small seal characters. Although some people liked to use small seal characters in the Republic of China, people in that era generally started to move towards simplified characters...
Therefore, Lin Qian suspected that this ghost shop might not be left over from the Republic of China, but existed before the Republic of China.
The basis for this guess is very solid. In his mind, the ghost controllers during the Republic of China could not reach the level of a grocery store. Of course, there are people who can do it, such as Mr. Qin and several other old people.
But those who survived during the Republic of China, except for one or two people who were active among the people, basically stayed in their own one-third of an acre of land and did not participate in anything, let alone catch any S-level ghosts.
Well, if it weren't for this, the supernatural events wouldn't happen so frequently now.
And looking at this grocery store, the S-class ghosts sell whatever they want, with the attitude that as long as you have money, you can buy anything, and they don't care what the consequences of selling these ghosts will be.
"What a scary place..."
Lin Qian murmured to himself. Although he couldn't guess that this grocery store came from that era, he knew that this was not a place where he could run wild, even if the middle-aged man gave people an impression of being ordinary.
Strange feeling.
But if he really wanted to take action, he would be packed into a box in minutes and then labeled with a price of no more than three hundred yuan at most...
Thinking of this, Lin Qian silently lowered his head and looked at a pen placed on the grid. The tip of the pen was red, and the barrel was thin and short. It was made of mahogany. The body of the pen was engraved with a ghost's eyebrow drawing. It was exquisite yet grand, strange yet strange.
fear.
Picking up the yellow paper placed next to him, Lin Qiantong shrank slightly when he saw the content on it clearly:
"Ghost eyebrow painting"
"The rules of killing: trace the eyebrows of a living person, trace the eyebrows of a living person, and describe the death of a person by day."
"Terror level: twenty (out of thirty-five)."
"Price: twenty yuan (no bargaining)."
"Advice: This is one of the pieces of the marriage puzzle. If you can, don't paint your eyebrows for the bride. This is something that only the person you are marrying can do. Anyone else who does it will die."
"Advice: If you are holding an eyebrow pencil, you should be careful when your bride comes to your door."
"Isn't this marriage a treacherous bride?"
Lin Qian looked at the yellow paper in his hand, then turned to look at the empty shelf on the left. The thirty-five small seal characters written on it were obvious.
"If you are marrying a treacherous bride, then you will be willing to be hungry, eat poorly, have no knife, etc..."
Lin Qiantong narrowed his eyes slightly. He felt that this guess was a bit creepy.
He lowered his head and stared at the eyebrow pencil placed on the grid. No need to guess, Lin Qian was sure that this thing was one of the puzzle pieces of the Cunning Bride, because he had seen this thing before, just when he put the umbrella ribs and handle together and opened it.
when.
In that illusory room, he saw this pen, which was exactly the same.
As soon as he picked up the eyebrow pencil, a coldness instantly surrounded his body, but it was suppressed only for a moment:
"This thing is so vicious. It can be used as a bridal puzzle. It's not something to be trifled with."
Turning over the eyebrow pencil in his hand, Lin Qian felt a little strange. He looked at the content on the yellow paper. It didn't seem to say what the purpose of this pen was, it just talked about the rules of killing:
"Boss, what is the function of this eyebrow tattoo ghost? Can you tell me?"
Lin Qian asked the boss directly without any embarrassment. Just ask if you don't understand. You must have the spirit of not being ashamed to ask. This is what elementary school teachers often talk about.
Hearing Lin Qian's voice, the boss said without raising his head:
"When you draw eyebrows on a living person, a woman draws her eyebrows to marry a ghost. A man draws a ghost to marry a ghost. Drawing eyebrows on a dead person. Drawing eyebrows leads to marriage. It doesn't matter whether you are male or female, and it doesn't matter what species you are."
Having said this, the middle-aged man paused for a moment, as if he had thought of something before continuing:
"However, this won't happen if you use it. You are the king of marriage, so there is nothing wrong with using the things you marry. The person or ghost whose eyebrows are painted by you will become your maid or servant until the eyebrows are painted.
disappear."
"However, I don't mind if you do this. Marrying is very fierce. Even if she is broken up and only part of the puzzle has just been completed, she is still very fierce."
"Of course, this is just a suggestion. If you insist on doing so, I won't say anything. Just treat it as if I never said it."
After saying that, he ignored Lin Qian and continued to look at the thin book on the counter.
"Oh~ So that's it? That's interesting."
Lin Qian lowered his head and examined the eyebrow pencil in his hand. He was not surprised by what the middle-aged man said. After reading the previous information about the evil spirits, Lin Qian felt that he had grown up.
"The prince who marries the bride is a deceitful bride. Ha, it's just as I thought."
From this middle-aged man's words, Lin Qian learned a lot and verified many conjectures:
"Marrying is a treacherous bride, so wishing is probably a wishing ghost, hungering is probably a starving ghost, and eating, if your guess is correct, is probably a foreign cannibal ghost."
If you think about it according to how you think about it, the difference is just a mistake. As for Wu and Ren, and others, Lin Qian will not be able to think of it for a while.
Playing with the eyebrow pencil in his hand, Lin Qian's eyes flashed. He had to buy this thing. He couldn't leave the bride's puzzle to the bride. Only in this way would he have a chance to survive in the future, especially after Zhang Xianguang completed the two pieces of the bride's puzzle.
back.
He feels that he can't fuck the bride again. Before, he thought that if he met the bride, he could run away even if he couldn't beat her. But now, running away is a problem...
"It's all Zhang Xianguang's fault for not being the son of a man!"
Now that he decided to buy it, there was no need to put it back. He just threw it into his pocket and turned his attention to the next grid.
There was a gold box placed there. As usual, I picked up the yellow paper and started reading the contents.
The grocery store was very quiet. There was a looming smell of rotten wood. The smell was so bland that you couldn't smell it if you didn't smell it carefully. The hot tea on the coffee table was still steaming, and the occasional footsteps seemed particularly abrupt.
Coco was eating oden, looking around with eyes all around, curiosity on her face.
The middle-aged man was still slowly flipping through the books on the counter, not paying any attention to the situation inside the grocery store.
"Ghost blows out the lamp"
"The rules of killing: if the lamp goes out, you die; if the lamp is blown, you die."
"The scope of the ghost domain: ten miles."
"Terror level: twenty (out of thirty-five)."
"Price: Fifteen yuan (no bargaining)."
"Advice: This ghost grows through killing people. The pattern will change with the number of kills. If you intend to buy it, please make sure you have the strength to suppress this fierce ghost."
"Advice: This ghost is the last piece of Wu's puzzle, and it is also Wu's opportunity to escape from trouble. If the person who buys this ghost encounters Wu, please seal it up immediately. Do not let Wu get this ghost and escape from trouble."
“Something to remember!”
Lin Qian calmly put the yellow paper back. This was already the last grid. He had already read through all the thirty-five grids. The ghosts he had seen were as outrageous as they were. Basically, they were all
An existence that can destroy a country or even the world at will...
After reading too much, Lin Qian became numb. After putting the yellow paper away, he looked back at the previous grid and thought about it. Based on the money he had, he could only buy a pair of glasses and an eyebrow pencil.
Pens, a twenty-yuan and a fifty-yuan ghost, if there are too many, they will be gone.
He had collected all this money from the backstage of the Ghost Theater, and with the old man from the tailor shop giving some money, he had a huge amount of money worth one hundred and ten yuan.
He liked a lot of things here, but unfortunately they were too expensive and he couldn't afford them. The cheap things were useless to him, so he felt a little uncomfortable. He wanted them but had no money. He wanted to rob them, but he couldn't fight them...
Lin Qian wore ghost glasses, lowered his head and meditated. After thinking about it for a while, he seemed to have made a decision and walked towards the counter.
When he came to the counter, Lin Qian randomly took two gold boxes, which were the boxes that contained the beating ghost and the breathing ghost. He thought he would buy these two ghosts first, and then buy other things when he had money.
.
When he came to the counter, Lin Qian placed two gold boxes, a pair of glasses, and an eyebrow pencil on the counter:
"Boss, check out."
"Oh, have you finished picking?" The middle-aged man raised his head slightly and looked at the objects on the table in surprise:
"That's all?"
"Well, that's all." Lin Qian replied calmly.
Seeing that Lin Qian was sure, the middle-aged man nodded:
"Well, a total of one hundred and eleven ghost money."
The middle-aged man knew the price at a glance. Lin Qian didn't say anything. He took out twenty-two colorful pieces of ghost money from his pocket and put them on the counter.
The middle-aged people counted, there were eleven seven-yuan notes and eleven three-yuan notes in total. They nodded and put the money away without any trouble in their eyes:
"The money and goods are cleared, and these are yours."
"By the way, I forgot to tell you. I have a rule. I usually give a piece of advice to people who buy things from me, and this time is no exception. Although it has no effect on you, the rules are the rules."
The middle-aged man stared at Lin Qian with a calm look in his eyes, which could even be said to be numb.
"I can sell these things, and you can buy them, but you have to remember that as long as the things you buy go out of this door, they will not be returned."
"After you buy these things from me, they cannot have much impact on ordinary people outside. Once there is widespread death or strangeness, I will personally come to take back these things, and I will turn you into a commodity.
"
"This is my reminder. If you accidentally release a city-destroying ghost and you still can't solve it, you know the consequences."
The middle-aged man looked at Lin Qian expressionlessly and did not continue speaking. It was obvious that he had finished speaking.
Hearing the middle-aged man's warning, Lin Qian squinted his eyes, and a red light flashed in his eyes. He was silent for a while, nodded, and said:
"Save it."
He put the ghost glasses back on, picked up the remaining three items, put them into the painting, turned around and left without any intention of staying too long. This place was too dangerous. The longer he stayed here, the more he felt that the boss would treat him badly.
Put them in boxes and sell them together...
The middle-aged man looked at Lin Qian who was leaving, his eyes flickered slightly, as if he remembered something, and he said:
"The ghost shop collects plums for three yuan per pound, and ten pounds for them."
Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Lin Qian stopped. After thinking for a while, he understood what the middle-aged man was talking about. After thinking about it, Lin Qian replied:
"Save it."
After saying that, he pushed open the door of the grocery store and left, and Coco just jumped along with him, looking careless.
Seeing Lin Qian leave, the middle-aged man shook his head slightly:
"This boy is a little weak. Just like that, how did he become the prince of marriage..."
Looking down at the thin book on the counter, the middle-aged man looked thoughtful in his eyes:
"People who control food die too quickly. There is no one who can really control food. It seems that I have to go and take a look when I have time. If I can collect it."
"Hungry has been controlled, but it's still too weak. Look again, this person named Wei Jing is a bit difficult to control, but there is still hope..."
At this time, the book was filled with densely packed small seal characters, some illusory and some solid, erratic.
Wish: Zhao Xiaoya (unreal)
Hungry: Lin Qian
Food: James Cohen (unreal) (imminent death)
Difference: Wei Jing (unreal)
Painting: Lin Qian (semi-solid)
Married to: Lin Qian (Unreal)
Eyes: Yang Jian (semi-solid)
Bai:Xie Qi
Food: Zhang Lei (Unreal)
Squat: Fang Shiming (Unreal)
Replacement: Ye Zhen
Dream: Yang Xiao (unknown)
Remembering: Shen Lin
Jiang: Fang Qiu (illusion) (will die within three years)
"It was really an interesting era, much more fun than my era."
The middle-aged man had a smile on his face and closed the book, revealing the cover. The word "Ghost Book" was crookedly written on it in small seals. An extremely biting coldness emerged from the book.
Regarding this sudden change, the middle-aged man's eyes were very calm and he put the book away casually.
After putting away the book, the middle-aged man took out two gold boxes and a blood-red comb from the counter, went to the shelf on the right, and put these three things on them.
"Boy Lin, please surpass those little guys from the Republic of China as soon as possible. They are too boring. They only know how to shrink into their own one-third of an acre of land and don't even look for passages. They are not as courageous as Mr. Zhang."
"He at least found one and tried to deal with it..."
The middle-aged man sighed, with some disappointment on his face, shook his head and walked towards the back room.
But on the street, Lin Qian looked up at the falling snow in the sky, his eyes dark and unclear:
"Did it exist before the Republic of China? It's a bit ridiculously strong. From the looks of it, it doesn't look like he followed the method of controlling ghosts during the Republic of China. Otherwise, he wouldn't be alive today."
"There are very few relics from the Republic of China period that can survive to this day. The janitor at the cemetery may be dead, and the one at the Caesar Hotel is already dead."
"The old man in the ancient house is still alive, but he is dying. The old woman is also dying. The old man in the Chinese medicine shop is also dying. The old man in the tailor shop will also have to live in two or three years."
Compared with grocery store owners, the life of the elderly in the Republic of China was a little short. This is the disadvantage of completing the puzzle. No matter how strong you are, you will die of old age. This is the result of the old man in the Ghost Theater Troupe, even if he can perform time.
Restart...
Lin Qian walked against the snow, her mind a little confused. She turned around and looked at the grocery store. Without saying anything, she turned around and continued moving forward. There are a lot of secrets in this world, but there are still too few described in the original work. Before the Republic of China,
What was it like in that era was not written at all, or the original work was updated slowly, and it was not finished by the time he traveled through time.
If it's over, he won't know everything. It's true that Buddha wrote a thousand chapters in three years, three whole years, it's simply...
If there were any surprises, Buddha might be the first to be attacked.
He now has many doubts and questions. Why did the source of the evil ghost only trace back to the Republic of China and then disappear? Was it deliberately covered up?
What is the source of evil ghosts and why ghosts are immortal? These questions have been with him since he came to this world, and no one can help him answer his questions.
"It's such an interesting world. If it weren't for the mysterious bride, I would really be able to explore it. After all, I can't die now..."
Lin Qian shook his head and was not thinking about these things. These things are not something he can know now and will be discussed later.
I looked up at the sky. It was dusk. It was time to deliver the letter. I should go and see Taoli Village early. Hehe, three yuan a pound of plums sounds like it should be very good. Get more...
Dabei City is located in a large mountain, with tall trees, lush vegetation, and thick snow spread across the mountains and fields.
Today's sky is foggy, and the sun is obscured by thick clouds, with no trace of sunlight coming through. Birds occasionally fly over the branches, and a layer of snow falls.
creak
The sound of shoes stepping on the snow was heard, and a roe deer ran away after hearing the sound, his eyes full of confusion and doubt, as well as a trace of curiosity.
Looking along the line of sight from the robe, there is a young man wearing a pair of blood-stained gold glasses and a windbreaker. There is also a pink and jade girl sitting on his shoulders, with two little feet on the young man's chest.
The front of her head was swaying slightly, looking very lively and cheerful.
Lin Qian raised his head and looked ahead, not paying attention to the sight of the silly roe deer, and his body flashed on the cliff in front.
The roe deer was startled when he saw Lin Qian suddenly disappearing. He jumped up, turned around and ran away. As a result, he hit a tree with a bang...
Lin Qian stood on the cliff, narrowing his eyes slightly and staring at a valley below the cliff. There was a village where every household grew peaches and plums.
Looking from here, the village is lined with green trees. The peaches on the peach trees are fresh and tender, and the plums are green and yellow. The golden sun passes through the leaves and reflects on the peaches and plums, which looks particularly... strange
There is no sun today, but you can actually see sunshine in Taoli Village. It is very unusual from here, but compared with the fruits on the Taoli Village, there is nothing strange about this.
"Taoli Village, there are some things, but not much..."