Chapter 161 Secret
In the Chinese medicine shop, a male and a female ghost controller looked at Lin Qian entering the backyard, their expressions changing, especially after hearing Lin Qian’s understatement and extremely insulting words. Afterwards, an angry look appeared on the face of the male ghost controller.
The male ghost controller was about to say something when the female ghost controller standing next to him grabbed him and did not speak. She just shook her head at him and told him not to be so impulsive.
Looking at the solemn expression of the female ghost controller, the male ghost controller's face froze slightly, and the anger on his face slowly recovered, but the dissatisfaction in his heart was still full. overflow status.
He also knows that now is not the time for him to lose his temper. They are still asking for help from others, and their own condition is not very good. Moreover, according to the old man’s opinion, the young man just now is very strong, extremely strong, and strong. It got to the point where the old man was helpless.
Otherwise, according to normal circumstances, whoever breaks the door will be invited in by the old man in a very angry manner?
He knew this very well, but he was just a little dissatisfied.
Xiao Ru glanced at the two people and saw the unconvinced look on the male ghost controller's face. She curled her lips and her eyes were full of disdain, looking down on them.
But Xiaoru didn't care about anything, and just said to them lightly:
"Wait here, I will get you medicine. After you get the medicine, you can leave. ”
After saying that, he walked into the pharmacy without looking back and went to get them medicine.
The two looked at Xiaoru walking into the pharmacy and looked at each other, their eyes filled with hope that they could live.
But behind the drug store, Lin Qian looked at the half-dead old guy and didn't care what he said. He found a chair to sit on, then took out the photo from his pocket and put the photo directly The bride in her white wedding dress was captured.
Throwing the bride in the white wedding dress directly to the ground, looking at the white wedding dress nailed by two coffin nails, Lin Qian's eyes were a little gloomy, and without giving any nonsense, she said directly:
"Old guy, I'm not here to get medicine this time. I'm here to ask what this bride in a white wedding dress is. Do you know the origin of this thing?"
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The old man looked at the bride who was thrown to the ground by Lin Qian, his dim eyes narrowed slightly, and a touch of sadness flashed across his eyes.
Looking at the two coffin nails nailed to the white bride, the old man was slightly shocked. He did not expect that this young man could actually have two coffin nails. Normally, the ghost master could have only one of these. Thank God.
This life is getting more and more unexpected. Hearing Lin Qian’s question, the old man sighed and took off his sunglasses:
“Boy Lin, although I don’t know where you got this guy from. Made it."
"But there is one thing you said wrong. This ghost is not wearing a wedding dress, but a mourning dress, a custom-made mourning dress."
Hearing the old man's words, Lin Qian narrowed his eyes and looked a little surprised:
"Mourning clothes? Or custom-made?"
Looking at the ghost on the ground, Lin Qian asked uncertainly road.
"Well, it is indeed a mourning dress. This is correct. Although I am blind, I can still see clearly that this is a mourning dress."
"And I have seen it before. I have worn this mourning dress and I know the person who made it.”
"As for why this mourning dress is exactly the same as the wedding dress, there is a story."
Lin Qian listened thoughtfully to the old man's words and looked at the white wedding dress on the ground. The bride thought for a while and said to the old man:
"Tell me about it."
Since it is not a wedding dress, then it most likely has nothing to do with giving it to the bride. Since it doesn't matter, Lin Qian's solemn mood I felt a little more relaxed.
When the old man heard Lin Qian’s words, he didn’t care. He shook his head and said:
"This mourning dress comes from a tailor shop. There is a person who specializes in sewing this kind of clothes. This is already an old craft."
"In our time, there were also Only in their shop can ghosts be sewn into clothes."
"But because so much time has passed, I don't know if that tailor shop is still there."
" I think back then, their craftsmanship was superb. As long as you came to the door with Li Gui and Gui Qian, as long as he promised to help you make clothes, then the clothes they made would definitely satisfy you the most.”
"Back then, I also went to customize clothes. Good guy, the price was not cheap. It cost me a full twenty yuan. You know, I just customized a shroud..."
Lin Qian listened to the old man's narration. It was normal at first, but later on, something was wrong. Looking at where the old man was recalling the past, Lin Qian frowned and said with some displeasure:
"Old guy, you seem to be off topic..."
The old man heard this When he spoke, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he realized that he seemed to be going too far. Looking at this very satisfactory young man, he sighed:
"You kid can't let me, an old guy. "
When Lin Qian heard this, his face was very calm:
"Old guy, I've already given in to you. Don't push yourself too far..."
The old man: "..."
Looking at Lin Qian who looked calm, the old man shook his head. , smiled and said:
“Okay, back to the topic, let’s talk about this It's nothing but a mourning dress. It was made by a ghost controller who wanted to control the Bride. As you can see, he failed."
"If I'm not wrong, this one was made. You brought the devil out from a graveyard, right?”
When Lin Qian heard this, his pupils shrank, he looked down at the ghost in mourning clothes on the ground, his brows furrowed:
"The person who controls the Cunning Bride is so courageous."
" You are right. This thing was indeed brought out from the depths of a mass grave. We were about to leave at that time. This thing He was standing in front of us, so I took him out."
Hearing Lin Qian's explanation, the old man nodded and said:
"That's right, that's it. The last time the guy showed up, he said he was looking for the bride’s true identity, and then there was no news at all.”
"Many old guys say that he is dead. Now it seems that is indeed the case. After all, it is not an easy task to control the Cunning Bride. It is normal for him to die."
Speaking of this, The old man paused and looked up at Lin Qian, with some expectation in his tone:
“By the way, when you met it, did you see a red umbrella?”
Hearing the old man’s sudden inquiry, Lin Qian acted very calmly, with no trace of emotion on his face. Expression:
“No, it was like this when I met him.”
Seeing that Lin Qian's calm expression did not look like he was lying, the old man couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. He sighed and said helplessly:
"It's a pity that this guy got that thing back then. Only then did the red umbrella come up with the idea of controlling the mysterious bride. He even spent a lot of money to customize this mourning dress that is exactly the same as the bride's wedding dress."
"What a pity, I didn't expect that the red umbrella was lost..." (End of Chapter)< br>