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Chapter 143: Qu Muge's Stay

I only exchanged one move with the man in sunglasses and the man in the hat, then we each took a step back, and then looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes. Feeling the awe-inspiring aura on our bodies, the few ghosts left in the shop were all uneasy.

Become restless.

But I heard someone whisper: "When you enter the store, you are a customer. For the sake of this old man, can you please stop fighting in the store?"

Looking back, it was the kind-faced shop owner who slowly walked over with a bowl of wontons.

The man in sunglasses shrugged nonchalantly and said with a smile: "Since the little brother doesn't want me to help, then forget it. But the package is heavy and crushed the little brother's shoulders, so we can't blame us."

I replied coldly: "Don't worry, I can just hold my backpack myself. If I leave it to you... I'm afraid you two won't be able to carry it!"

After saying this, I turned around and sat at a seat by the window and said, "Boss, put the wontons here!"

The wontons in the shop owner's hand were steaming hot and fragrant. When I looked carefully, there were coriander and chopped green onions floating on them. I couldn't help but twitch my index fingers.

I happened to be running around in the middle of the night, and my stomach was growling with hunger, so I quickly picked it up and said thank you to the shop owner.

I was about to finish eating a bowl of wontons before going to work, but suddenly I heard the man in sunglasses sneer: "The human meat wontons made by the old man taste good, have a good bowl and enjoy it, otherwise you may not be able to eat again when the sun comes up."

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When I heard the words "human meat wontons", I immediately lost my appetite after swallowing my saliva just now. But the old man smiled bitterly and shook his head slightly, saying: "Don't talk nonsense, don't talk nonsense. The old man's wontons are only made of mutton.

Never use human flesh, never."

It's okay if he didn't say that. When he said that, I immediately remembered the story of Qu Muge raising sheep and eating people, and I felt a little off-putting. At that moment, I slammed my chopsticks on the table and started talking to the man in sunglasses and the hat.

Angry eyes.

These two bastards are like flies, buzzing and annoying.

When the old man saw me putting down the wontons, he sighed helplessly and whispered: "Young man, if nothing happens, leave as soon as possible. This place has been a bit unstable recently. If there is really no place to stay, you can go west along the road outside.

, it only takes half an hour’s drive to stay overnight in the town ahead.”

My mind moved. The owners of ghost shops usually have few customers. Most of the time, they help local people exorcise demons to earn some living expenses. If there are exorcist customers who come to stay in the hotel, they will make a lot of money.

But this kind-hearted old man actually wants to drive me away? Is he really a decent, retired exorcist?

But then I thought about it, and then I remembered what Zhang Wuren said to me. He said that people in the outside world are sinister, and you can have as many evil minds as you want. Don't let others scheme against you.

Hundreds of exorcists die in China every year. In fact, less than one-tenth of them actually die at the hands of evil spirits. Many exorcists are plotted by evil people, and when they die, not even a single body is left intact.

No matter how nice the store owner's words are, I don't dare to believe him easily.

Although I was wary of the shop owner, my tone was pleasant and I said, "Old senior, this world is indeed not very peaceful. Instead of risking traveling through the night to stay in the next village, I might as well stay at your house. What? You?

The old man won't refuse me to stay in the hotel, right?"

The old man said slowly: "That's up to you, but little brother, I still want to remind you, go back to bed as soon as possible after eating. Lock the door at night and don't come out."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and wanted to leave. Anyway, he had tried to persuade me, and he had reminded me of what needed to be reminded. If something unexpected happened to me while he was here, it would be no one's fault.

Before he left, I grabbed him and whispered: "Old senior, can I ask you about someone?"

The old man turned around calmly and said, "Who do you want to ask about?"

I looked at the man in sunglasses and hat sitting not far away, lowered my voice and said, "Is there a lame person staying overnight in your shop tonight?"

As soon as he said these words, the old man's face suddenly changed color. He glanced around in horror and said in a hasty tone: "Silence!"

Seeing his expression, I suddenly felt a sudden shock in my heart. To be able to scare a veteran exorcist like this means that this old man has indeed seen Qu Muge!

And he also knew Qu Muge very well! He knew that Qu Muge was a super cruel villain, so he was so frightened when he heard his name.

Just as I was about to ask where Qu Muge lived, I suddenly noticed that the old man was looking straight at me. He opened his mouth and said: "Shijiazhuang Yin and Yang..."

When he said this, he suddenly stopped talking, and then with a wave of his hand, he instantly knocked the hot wontons over on the table.

I was a little confused by the behavior of the old man in the shop, but I heard him say to me hurriedly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll cook you another bowl of wontons!"

While hurriedly cleaning up, he winked at me, and then hurriedly walked towards the kitchen with the wonton bowl.

I watched his leaving figure, sat on the chair and thought for a long time, then suddenly stretched out and cursed: "What kind of shabby shop is this? You can eat a wonton and you'll fucking knock me over! You look down on me, don't you? Shop?"

Boss! Can you fucking hurry up? Do you really want to starve me to death?"

The old man's frightened voice came from the kitchen: "That's fine, that's fine."

But I couldn't wait any longer, so I strode toward the kitchen with my evil-suppressing stick in hand, cursing as I walked, and even scowling angrily at the man in sunglasses and the man in the hat.

The kitchen of the ghost shop was very clean, and the lights inside were bright, illuminating the surrounding area. The old man did not cook wontons for me, but stood at the door of the kitchen. When he saw me coming in, he hurriedly closed the door, and then knelt on the ground with a thud.

Kowtow to me.

I was shocked. This old man had gray hair and wrinkles on his face. He was at least sixty or seventy years old. If an old man kneeled down to me at such an old age, his life would be shortened.

So I quickly stepped aside and said, "Old senior, what are you doing! Get up quickly!"

The old man turned a deaf ear to my words. He kowtowed three times before he straightened up and said, "Young man! Please save my life! Please save the lives of the villagers around you!"

I stepped aside, unwilling to accept his kneeling, but I said, "I'm happy to save people, but you have to explain to me what's going on!"

The old man jumped up from the ground and opened a cage covered with black cloth. After the black cloth was removed, I saw a straight-haired goat staring at us with a pair of red eyes.

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This goat has bright hair and extremely sharp horns on its head. In addition to its blood-red eyes, it occasionally opens its mouth to reveal a pair of sharp fangs.

Just looking at this set of fangs, I was dumbfounded and thought to myself, holy shit. Is this a goat?

Whose goat has fangs in its mouth?

I felt uncomfortable looking at this goat. I couldn't help but feel angry. I put my hand on the handle of the short evil-suppressing stick. This thing looked so weird. It didn't look like a benevolent thing. I hit it with the stick first.

Let’s talk about it after we die!

But before I could do anything, the old man hurriedly covered it with a black cloth and said, "You can't kill it! You can't kill this goat!"

I said surreptitiously: "Old senior, stop hiding it. Where is that lame bastard Qu Muge? Don't tell me you don't know! His man-eating goats are all here, how dare you

Say you haven’t seen it before?”

When the old man heard the words Qu Mu Ge, he couldn't help but shuddered, and then said with a wry smile: "How could I not have seen it before? That bastard said he wanted to use me to feed his goat!"

It's pitiful to say that this retired exorcist old man was originally from the border area. In the early years, he was exorcising demons and demons in China and traveling around the world. Even if he is not a great master, he has made great contributions to socialism.

When he got old, he opened a ghost shop near Ruoqiang County, specializing in saving the souls of the deceased nearby, giving feng shui advice to the surrounding residents, exorcising evil spirits and summoning ghosts, and he lived a happy life.

Later, after word spread about the gambling game between Yin Yang Shop and the Zombie Ancestor, many strange evil spirits and exorcists came to Ruoqiang County.

The old man in the shop has a good temper and is very familiar with the surrounding situation. But the night before yesterday, a lame man with a goat came to the shop.

The lame man was slovenly and looked like a beggar. But he was very generous with his money. He casually threw away three thousand yuan and said he would stay in the store for a few days.


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