After leaving the Internet cafe, I went to the nearest funeral shop in the rain.

The fact is that according to the records in the broken book, except for the commonly used yellow paper, sandalwood and candles, the rest of the things cannot be bought in ordinary funeral shops. Even if there is one, it will be mass-produced by factories and is not suitable for use at all.

At that time, I didn't believe that there were ghosts in the world, otherwise I wouldn't have chosen the subject of forensic medicine. But since I wanted to do the "scandal" of the Yin Gong, I had to do a good job in the store.

So, I spent some money very much. In addition to Taoist robe and the outfits in Uncle Jiu (Lin Zhengying) movies, I basically bought them all.

Without the peach wood sword, I bought a copper coin sword made of fake copper coins. I cut the red ears, inserted them into the mud, pulled them out and washed them with rain water, and looked like a magic weapon that a master of Taoism is used to with him.

Looking back now, the things recorded in the half-broken book, which is like a paper-wiping one's butt, are more detailed than the Hundred Ghosts and ghost magic. In other words, compared with the latter two, the Broken Book is equivalent to the manual of enlightenment.

Because the records in the broken book are too detailed, the anxiety that I had developed from the funeral shop was actually changed.

Thinking of the content of chatting with that guy online, I stood under the eaves of the funeral shop in a daze with a large plastic bag.

——What should I do if there is a ghost?

The more I thought about it, the less I felt. Finally, I gritted my teeth and simply went straight to the farmers' market.

According to the records in the destruction book, in addition to talismans, peach wood and other things, it is the easiest to get black dog blood, and it is also the best to use it.

I have to be prepared and have a 'trump card', right?

At three or four o'clock in the afternoon, it should be the busiest time of the market. However, because it rained heavily, there were many fewer people, and many vendors looked at the rainy days outside and cursed at the streets.

I can only say that I was too self-righteous at that time and took many things too naturally...

I've been traveling all over the market, where are there any dogs selling them?

Many things are like this, and you cannot think deeply about them. The more you think about them, the more you take them seriously.

The more I can’t get the blood of the black dog, the less I feel. Finally, I just thought: Come on, go to the pet market, there may be black dogs there.

Farmers' market is separated by a small market for selling flowers, birds, fish and insects, cats, dogs and pets.

I didn't have the habit of holding an umbrella. When I arrived at the pet market, my whole body was already wet.

Before I entered the market, I suddenly saw a man staggeringly backwards from a shop next to me, and fell in front of me with his back facing the sky.

I was startled and looked carefully and saw that it was an old man wearing a blue cloth Zhongshan suit.

The old man's clothes were said to be Zhongshan suit, but they were too torn. The patches were stacked with patches, and his gray hair was slurry with muddy grass stems and strands like dogs. You can tell at a glance that this was an old beggar.

To be honest, it’s not that I don’t have the kindness I should have. It’s natural for the elderly to hold them up when they fall down.

But for some reason, I felt a little panicked when I saw the old man's appearance.

It was said that it was an old man, except for his gray hair, his face was full of pleated and old spots, his body was not shriveled.

But the old man's appearance is really weird, and I don't know how to describe it, just feel... the old man's face does not look like a real face, but like a human skin on his original face!

Because I saw the old man clearly, I was frightened and wanted to take a detour.

I never thought that a fat man suddenly rushed out of the shop, cursing, and raising his feet and kicking the old man in the stomach.

"What are you doing?!" I was shocked and angry, trying to stop the fat man away.

But the fat man was like a crazy Tibetan mastiff. I just stopped him and didn't let him kick him, but he raised his hand and slapped me hard!

The fat man's hands were so strong that I felt the buzzing sound in my ears at that time. In addition to half of my face being hot, my head was also dizzy.

Perhaps it was the grievance that I had been suppressed for money for the past few days, and the pain was too ruthless. This unreasonable slap actually aroused the evil fire in my heart.

I didn't even think about the relationship between a fat man and an old man. Why did I take a ruthless attack on an old man. As soon as I reacted, I suddenly rubbed the hat of my hoodie and knocked the fat man away with my shoulders. At the same time, I grabbed a basin of a bonsai from the door of the store and smashed it hard on his head.

"Bang!"

...

This hit the fat man with blood on his head and almost 'exploded' a small market.

Maybe it was because I was confused by the slap, or maybe it was because I was filled with grievance and depression that made my mind dizzy...

In short, what happened in the short period of time after that was very vague in my memory. I only remember that another fat woman who looked like a fat man ran out of the store. She pointed at me and sweared at me, but didn't dare to go forward...

There was a circle of people around, pointing and talking...

When I recovered from my sobriety, I was under a broken shed made of asbestos tiles at the back of the market.

The one who brought me there was the old man in Zhongshan suit kicked out of the store.

"Little (child), are you okay?" the old man stared at me and asked, with something indescribable in his eyes.

I had just recovered from the tinnitus all over the sky and the ground, and I got closer. The more I looked at it, the more I felt that the old man's face looked like a fake face!

I subconsciously took two steps back and shook my head: "No... it's okay."

Just three stuttering words, my eyes turned red.

Because, I spent several days on meals and the props I bought at the funeral shop for "making money" were all lost in the chaos just now.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. I squatted in the corner of the shed, leaning against the wall, taking a deep breath, desperately preventing tears from falling.

"Little, what's wrong with you?" The old man's voice trembled a little.

"No...it's okay." I can only say these three...no, it should be these two words.

The old man was also an old bastard. I said it was okay, but he was still standing there, staring at me for a moment.

Moreover, his eyes were particularly weird, just like I was his child. I was bullied, but as a parent, he was powerless...

Tears were actually shining in his eyes...

After a long time, the rain did not stop.

After I was overwhelmed, I stood up, pounded my heart twice, put on my hoodie hat and wanted to leave.

I can’t buy the black dog anymore. I still have some money on it. I have to go to the funeral shop and buy all the cheating items again.

"What are you doing?" The old man suddenly grabbed my arm.

I took a deep breath, looked at the heavy rain outside, turned around and asked him, "Are you okay?"

The old man shook his head and grinned: "I'm fine. I originally wanted to play the board and sing a piece, which costs two little money. But how could the couple be angry... The one I sang was so festive that it just hit the bad guy, and... hehe, I was kicked out."

He said, spreading his palms at me.

In the left hand is a semicircular copper piece, but in the right hand is a small rectangular wooden piece.

I was stunned for a moment before I realized that this was a beggar who asked for money from door to door. The copper piece was originally two pieces, three fingers pinched... It was used for "Ding Ding Ding" to make some use.

"If this is the case, the couple will not be beaten up!" I cursed with gritted teeth.

"Haha, it's okay, it's all over." The old man smiled and shook his head, and his eyes staring at me suddenly tightened.

His face was already terrible, and his pupils shrank, which made me shudder.

"Old man...what's wrong?" I asked.

The old man's next sentence almost made me fall headlong into the rain outside.

He stared at me with a gaze, and after a while, he suddenly raised the corner of his mouth and said slowly:

"Little, I see your bone spirit..."
Chapter completed!