On the old street in the west of the city, there was a tailor shop. Fang Chengshi gently opened the door of the tailor shop and walked in:
"Grandpa, I'm back."
"Oh, are you back? How did things go? What did Mr. Lin say?"
Mr. Fang is sitting on a table at the moment, holding scissors and cutting out a shroud. The shroud is filled with coldness, and an ominous feeling appears on the shroud. It is a ghost shroud.
After hearing his grandfather's question, Fang Chengshi sat across from Mr. Fang, and then said:
"At present, I still have to deal with the matters in the morgue. Boss Lin has some urgent matters to attend to. If I can't solve it, I'll wait until he comes back."
"Oh, is that so? This guy is quite busy."
Mr. Fang stopped what he was doing, reached for the teacup, took a sip of tea and said.
"One more thing is that the boss will disappear for a while in the next few days. According to my guess, the boss should be ready to perfectly control the ghost paintings."
"So when there are some things that I can't handle in Dajiang City, grandpa may need to help." Fang Chengshi continued.
Hearing his grandson say this, the old man was a little surprised:
"so fast?"
But then he seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes were thoughtful:
"It seems that he has also felt the danger. That's right. The Cunning Bride has come to reality. Xiao Qin in Dajing City is also a little unable to escape. After all, he has to keep an eye on that thing."
"This also allows Zhang Xianguang to start carrying out his plan in reality without any reservation. There was the Cunning Bride before him and Zhang Xianguang behind him. Boy Lin can't even think about it in a hurry."
Mr. Fang let out a long breath, his expression was a little helpless, but it was more of an attitude of watching a good show. The best way to help is to help each other.
"Well, that should be it. Boss Lin is really busy right now. He basically doesn't stay in Dajiang City for more than three days. If the ghost post office hadn't been reported recently, no one might know what Boss Lin is doing." Fang Cheng
Hajime nodded and said.
Mr. Fang nodded. To be honest, he was very optimistic about Lin Qian's younger generation, and he was not just optimistic about it. This younger generation could already be called the most terrifying existence in the world.
If it weren't for the existence of the Cunning Bride, according to this young man's character, he would have stayed in Dajiang City long ago.
The atmosphere in the tailor shop was still normal until Fang Chengshi silently took out a painting from his pocket and put it on the table and said:
"Grandpa, Boss Lin gave me "some" ghost peaches and ghost plums, which are in the painting..."
After hearing this, Mr. Fang was a little confused:
"Why does Mr. Lin have such a thing?"
As he spoke, he lowered his head and looked at the painting lying quietly on the table. Then, and then nothing more, the old man's eyelids twitched and he remained silent.
After a long while, the old man spoke, his tone was very strange:
"He did it?"
Fang Chengshi nodded, his expression very calm:
"Well, it was the boss who did it."
"What's the reason?" Mr. Fang asked.
Forehead……
Hearing this question, Fang Chengshi was a little silent. He lowered his head and pondered for a while before he tentatively said:
"Well... according to the boss, Coco likes to eat these things, so he brought some out."
"But... based on what I know about the boss, he probably has a crush on the ghosts there... So, so..."
When Fang Chengshi said this, he couldn't go on. There was nothing he could do about it. What Lin Qian did was really wicked. A good Tao Li Village was simply destroyed. The evil ghosts inside ate it as soon as they wanted. Taoshu and Li Village were just like that.
There are only a few dozen trees left on Lin Qian's body.
Mr. Fang looked at the painting on the table, the corner of his mouth twitched twice, looked at it for a long time, and finally sighed:
"Oh, this guy is the only one who can do such a thing."
"Forget it, now that it's like this, there's nothing more to say. Mr. Lin has such a temper. Xiao Shi, give these two trees to your Grandpa Du. If he sees these two trees, he won't be happy.
Flowers bloomed.”
"Remember, when I send it to your Grandpa Du, I have to remind him to brew the resurrecting wine as soon as possible. I'm still waiting to drink it."
Hearing his grandfather's words, Fang Chengshi smiled and nodded, picked up the painting on the table and said:
"Okay, grandpa, I'll be there right away."
Mr. Fang nodded, with a smile on his face, and watched Fang Chengshi walk out of the tailor shop.
Looking at the back of his grandson, and recalling that boy Lin Qian, Mr. Fang only felt a toothache. This boy really could eat anything, and there was nothing he couldn't eat...
"Oh, this kid is worse than a starving ghost. He is like a glutton. He has no taboos and eats everything..."
Mr. Fang shook his head, feeling helpless and muttering to himself.
He lowered his head and picked up the scissors to continue cutting the ghost shroud in his hand, muttering:
"Well, I don't know who will win. I really hope that these two young people are still alive. The hidden dangers of the predecessors can hardly be suppressed. One more top ghost controller will also be more powerful."
This is a helpless era. Everyone living in this era must inevitably accept despair and fear. To survive in this era, you need to do your best...
The hidden dangers of the predecessors and the Republic of China are about to break out, and we don’t know how many people will die...
"What a pitiful era..."
The old man let out a long sigh.
There are always hidden dangers hidden under the prosperous times...
However, in the DC District of Dajiang City, there is the largest night market in Dajiang City. It can be said to be a place for reselling antiques and cultural toys. It can also be said to be the largest jade trading street in Dajiang City, and it is also a place where many shops gather.
It’s very chaotic here. If you come here for the first time and there is no one to guide you, you may get lost in a while. Here you can see snack streets, large shopping malls, and even street stalls everywhere.
people.
In short, except for illegal items, which are not sold here, you can buy everything else you want.
Literary toys, jade, music, chess, calligraphy and painting, clothes, jewelry, as long as you don't get lost, you can see it all here. Anyway, there is everything...
The night market at night is brightly lit and neon flashes. Looking from the entrance of the East District, one can see the paper lanterns hanging on the trees one after another. When children pass by these paper lanterns, they will subconsciously stop and watch.
The little eyes were full of curiosity and desire. It was not until they heard the shouts of the adults from home that they all came back to their senses. There was some reluctance on their faces, but they could not withstand the urging of the adults, so they had to move away from these flashing green lanterns.
Open your eyes.
Leaving the locust tree with lanterns hanging on it, the children jumped up and down to catch up with the adults, looking here and there along the way, their eyes full of curiosity and excitement.
Feasting lights, neon lights, red umbrellas hanging in the sky above the street, a sense of antiquity comes from this street.
Today's night market is not very lively, and many shops are not open, but this will not affect the enthusiasm of young people to visit the night market.
"Zhang Miao, come and take a look at this. The headdress here is so beautiful."
A woman wearing a down jacket, with a delicate face and a plain dress waved to Zhang Miao behind her.
Zhang Miao went over after hearing the news and saw that her best friend was already selecting items at the stall. Seeing this, she quickly walked over.
On the antique street, the street they are on belongs to the category of jewelry, which sells some cute women's products, such as combs, hair ties, hairpins and the like. The workmanship is relatively good and they look very good-looking.
Of course, there are also shops selling high-end jewelry on this street, but there are often thousands of items there, so it’s better not to go in if you don’t have a little capital.
It’s so annoying if you fall in love and can’t afford it. The most expensive piece of jewelry from a small stall like this is only a dozen yuan, and the cheap ones are only one yuan a piece.
It looks good, and the price is affordable. Anyway, if you wear it on your hand, who knows how much it costs if you don’t tell me?
Zhang Miao looked at the cosmetic jewelry on the stall. It was indeed as good-looking as her best friend said, but she was a little attracted to it at just one glance. She was wearing it.
When others saw it, they would think it was something worth tens of thousands of dollars. Compared with her temperament, Zhang Miao picked up a platinum withered cloud necklace, her eyes full of fantasy.
In fact, it is said to be a platinum withered cloud necklace, but it is carved from dyed glass. It may not even be carved out, but made directly from the mold.
"Boss, how much does this necklace cost?"
She likes this necklace very much. If the price is cheap and within her acceptable range, it is not impossible to buy it.
"Beauty, you have really good taste. This platinum cloud pattern chain is a rare treasure. I only have a hundred of them here."
The boss is a middle-aged man with a sharp face, a thin build, and a mouth full of yellow teeth. He is holding a cigarette and looking at Zhang Miao and Zhang Miao with a smile on his face.
Hearing what the boss was saying, Zhang Miao immediately rolled his eyes:
"Don't talk nonsense. If it's cheap, I'll buy it."
The boss blew out a puff of smoke and rubbed his hands. He didn't care about Zhang Miao's attitude. What kind of customers has he never seen as a businessman?
"Hey, beauties are bright and bright. Since beauties are so bright and bright, and since these two beauties are the first to patronize my business, I will give you a cheaper price for this platinum withered cloud necklace. It's only three hundred. No matter how much it is for me,
But it’s a loss.”
"Three hundred? Are you kidding? Do you think this is my first time going out to the night market? Do you think we are being slaughtered like pigs?"
"Forget it, it's so expensive, we don't want it anymore."
Zhang Miao was immediately unhappy when she heard that she wanted three hundred. This broken necklace was not worth three hundred. Do you really think she had never seen the world?
With that said, he took his best friend and planned to leave to check out the next stall.
"Hey, don't worry, beauty. If you're not satisfied with the price, we can still discuss it. It's a sale. It's a sale if both parties make counter-offers."
"You haven't bargained yet, how come you don't know if you will be satisfied?"
When the boss saw that Zhang Miao was about to leave, he immediately became anxious and quickly began to persuade them.
Hearing the boss's words, Zhang Miao was a little shaken. After thinking about it carefully, what the boss said made some sense.
So Zhang Miao did not continue to leave, but returned to the stall, stared at the boss, thought for a while and asked:
"What the boss said makes sense, and he is very eloquent. It seems that he has sold a lot of things."
Seeing that Zhang and Miao did not leave, the boss quickly put out his cigarette butts, rubbed his hands and said with a smile:
"Hehe, I'm just asking for food. You'll get better at eloquence when you meet more people."
"Tell me, how much does this necklace cost? Let's all show some sincerity and don't do things that are either there or not. It's not in vain that I've been out on the ramp for so long."
Zhang Miao didn't pay attention to the boss's remarks. Businessmen were like this. She had seen it a lot.
"Hey, no boss would ask for a price. Let's do this. If you say a price, and if you think it's suitable, I'll sell it. After all, it's just opened. I'm looking for good luck." The boss said with a smile on his face, his face full of sincerity.
.
"Oh? Really?" Zhang Miao confirmed doubtfully.
"Of course it's true. What we businessmen are talking about is honesty and trustworthiness." The boss said confidently.
Zhang Miao looked at the boss, always feeling a little unreliable, but after looking at the necklaces on the stall, after thinking about it, he still felt that he could make an offer, so:
"Since the boss asked me to make a quotation, I'm not polite. Will the boss sell this necklace for twenty?"
"Sell, why not sell?"
After hearing Zhang Miao's quotation, the boss agreed without even hesitating.
Before Zhang and Miao could react, the boss put the necklace in the gift box with lightning speed and put it in front of Zhang Miao.
Zhang Miao and Tang Yun looked at the boss with strange expressions, with only one thought in their minds:
"MD, what a loss..."
They felt that if they quoted a price of ten yuan, depending on the boss's character, he might agree to it.
Looking at the assembled necklace, Zhang Miao had a toothache. To be honest, she suddenly didn't want the necklace.
But the price had already been agreed upon, and the boss had agreed. If she regretted it, she felt that the boss might pick up his size 43 slippers and chase her.
After all, that's not how you play with people...
Thinking of this, Zhang Miao gritted her teeth and picked up the necklace from the stall with a strange expression. Tang Yun also picked up a necklace with a strange expression, but it was not platinum, but obsidian.
"Thank you for your patronage. The total is forty yuan. Is it cash or WeChat? Or Alipay?"
With a smile on his face, the boss took out a payment code from behind the stall and placed it on the stall.
Looking at the stall owner with a mean smile on his face, Zhang Miao silently took out forty yuan and put it on the stall, pulled Tang Yun and turned around to leave. She didn't want to see this boss for a moment now.
It's really a traitor. Something that can be sold for 20 yuan is charged at 300 yuan. If this is not a profiteer, Zhang Miao will be the first one not to believe it...
"Beauty, thank you for taking care of me. Come back when you have time."
The boss picked up the two 20s on the stall and shook them in his hand. He looked at the two people leaving with a smile in his eyes and murmured to himself:
"You dare to come here after being infected with the supernatural. You really can't die fast enough. Today is the day when the ghost market opens, so you are not afraid of accidentally entering the ghost market?"
The boss shook his head, threw the soft girl coins in his hand into the drawer, pulled up a chair, sat on it, lit a cigarette again, and started puffing away.
"Forget it, it's none of my business. I just need to take care of myself. But I have to go to the ghost market later to close the stall. I still have some money, so I'm going to buy some things."
"I heard that there will be resurrecting wine in the ghost market this time. You can buy a jar to suppress the resurrection of the evil ghost. Recently, the recovery of the evil ghost has been a bit difficult."
The boss was sitting on his chair, with a numb expression and cold eyes. There was a faint chill all over his body. He was not at all like he was when he was entertaining customers before. It was as if he was like a ghost at this moment, sinister and terrifying.