Chapter 203 The Secret Goods Shop
Dabei City is a city located in the north. The climate here is low all year round. Every winter, the entire Dabei City seems to be covered with a layer of pure white. Just like a wedding dress, it is beautiful and holy.
Pedestrians on the street wear thick down jackets, exhaling white mist from their mouths, walking on the snowy streets, steaming from the stalls on the roadside, and the elegant fragrance of food lingers in the air.
On the street, there were a few children having a snowball fight. Their faces were red, and the gloves on their hands had already been soaked by the snow. They were really excited to play, but they didn't know if they would be scolded by their mother when they went back.
哐, 哐, 哐
A middle-aged man with a machete was chopping the tofu one by one. Looking at his posture, it was clear that he was sworn in with the tofu. It looked like either you would be chopped by me or my knife would be broken today.
Snow is falling in the sky, Lin Qian is walking on the street, Coco is wearing a tiger head hat he just bought from a store, and he is jumping in front.
There are many vendors around, selling all kinds of food. There are many streets like this in Dabei City. Looking around, Lin Qian felt something strange in his eyes.
This city seems to be very peaceful and there is no danger, at least it seems so. The people here are relatively carefree. Compared to his Dajiang City, ordinary people here are very optimistic. There is no such despair.
Unlike those ordinary people in Dajiang City, who were panicked after experiencing S-class supernatural events and ghost dramas.
The sounds of children playing, vendors shouting, and pedestrians talking, these all seem to be beautiful.
Looking at Coco jumping up and down, Lin Qian smiled, patted the snow on his body, lit a cigarette, and started smoking slowly.
Exhaling a puff of smoke, looking up at the falling snowflakes in the sky, Lin Qian murmured to himself:
"Taoli Village, an interesting place, as the old saying goes, peaches nourish people, apricots hurt. People, dead people are buried under the plum trees. I wonder if there will be dead bones under the plum trees in Taoli Village..."
"Dad, I want to eat this"
At this time, Coco stopped in front of a stall selling oden, pointed at the steaming oden, sniffed with his little nose, swallowed, and there was some desire in his eyes.
The stall owner selling oden is a woman in her forties. I don’t know if the down jacket on her body is too thick, but she looks a little bloated.
The middle-aged woman saw Coco wearing a tiger hat, and a kind smile appeared on her face:
"Little girl, what do you want to eat? Auntie has a lot of delicious food here. "
Coco looked up at the middle-aged woman, then turned to look at her father. When her father smiled and nodded, Coco suddenly became happy:
"Hmm, I want this, this, and this."
I saw Coco ordering several things. After each order, the middle-aged woman picked up something and put it into the pot. , until Coco felt that enough was enough, the middle-aged woman stopped moving, with a gentle look on her face. Shan kindly said to Coco:
"Little girl, wait for a while, it will be ready soon."
After saying that, he started to mix the seasonings. Lin Qian looked at all this and just smiled. He stood without saying a word, took out a hundred yuan from his pocket and put it on the stall.
When the middle-aged woman saw Lin Qian taking out a hundred yuan, she was immediately embarrassed. It wasn't that the money was short, but that it was too big and hard to find. She just opened her business today and didn't have much change...
"Young man, here, I just opened today. I don't have much change. One hundred yuan is too big and I can't find it. See if you can change it."
The middle-aged woman looked at it with an embarrassed look. Although this young man dressed a little strangely, he was wondering why he only wore such a thin windbreaker when it was so cold. Wasn't he afraid of the cold? As for Lin Qian's eyes, they were normal in the eyes of ordinary people.
Hearing the middle-aged woman’s words, Lin Qian did not speak, but just watched and silently took back the one hundred yuan. After seeing Lin Qian’s actions, the middle-aged woman’s face showed smile.
After the middle-aged woman prepared a steaming oden and handed it to Coco.
Lin Qian patted Coco’s tiger hat and said:
"Let's go, eat while walking." After saying that, he took Coco and left.
After the woman lowered her head to dispose of the garbage, she realized that Lin Qian had left at some point.
There was a red one hundred on the stall. Seeing the one hundred yuan, the middle-aged woman was a little stunned, but it only took a moment for her to react, and she quickly picked up the money and walked out of the stall. But wait When she came out, she could not find Lin Qian.
The middle-aged woman collected the one hundred yuan with some disappointment and murmured to herself:
"This young man is really... Oh, let's see later. Can we still meet each other?" He turned around and went back to continue selling oden.
There was a bit of snow in the sky. Coco held a bowl of steaming oden and ate it happily. Lin Qian also held a skewer and ate it.
Snowflakes fell on Lin Qian's clothes, quickly condensed into ice, and then fell off. Lin Qian was not curious about this situation. This was intentional.
The surrounding streets are very bustling, with food stalls everywhere. The hot and cold air mix, and a strange scene appears.
Through these streets, Lin Qian came to a long and cold street. Maybe it was because this street was old, but there were obviously fewer food stalls here.
Some shops appeared in front of him. Lin Qian ate oden and strolled around slowly. He was very leisurely today. There was still one day left before delivering the letter. It would not be too late to go to Taoli Village tomorrow. It's just a red letter, not worthy of his attention.
On the deserted street, there were occasional pedestrians passing by, their faces all very leisurely. Like Lin Qian, two children were having a snowball fight in front, and the snowflakes were balled up and flying in the air.
Lin Qian gently caught the snowball flying towards herself and Coco, smiled and did not care about the mistakes of the two children.
Patting the snowflakes on Coco's tiger hat, Lin Qian walked forward. There were many shops on both sides of the street, selling vegetables and fruits, and there was even a supermarket selling buffets...< br>
The deserted streets and the increasingly heavy snow. In this environment, Lin Qian felt a rare emotion. He enjoyed this environment very much. He liked such a quiet street, where he was alone and alone. Just cocoa.
Walking through the shops, looking at the very interesting signboard, and thinking about the meaning of those signs, Lin Qian felt pretty good.
After he saw a signboard, he stopped and frowned:
"Grocery store?"
This is the name on this signboard. From the perspective of ordinary people, The signboard did indeed say "grocery store", but in his eyes it was a different scene.
“Ghost shop.”
Lin Qian looked at the shop. It was not very big. It was similar to an ordinary bookstore. There were two boxes at the door. The burden was placed beside the door, and a coldness that was imperceptible to ordinary people surrounded it.
The door of the shop is dark black, with a couplet on each side:
"The living will not enter, the dead will not come, and the half-dead can enter."
"Hengbiao: Everything is possible. Buy and sell."
Looking at the couplets and horizontal batches, Lin Qian's eyes narrowed slightly:
"Interesting shop, I don't know what good things are in it."
Patting Coco's tiger head hat:
"Let's go in and take a look."
With that said, he pushed open the door of the grocery store and walked in. Coco followed quickly, while He didn't forget to stuff his mouth with food before leaving, looking like a foodie.
Entering the store, it is very clean and tidy. A strong coldness permeates the room. Two rows of shelves are placed on both sides of the room. There is a coffee table on the left, and the freshly brewed tea is still steaming. .
And at that very conspicuous counter, there is a middle-aged man in his thirties, wearing a white coat, sitting at the counter, flipping through a book on the table.
Hearing someone push the door open, the middle-aged man looked up and looked over. He just glanced at Lin Qian and Coco and didn't pay more attention:
"If you like something, you just say it and the price is not negotiable. ."
After that, he continued to look at the book in his hand, ignoring Lin Qian.
Hearing the middle-aged man’s words, Lin Qian’s expression didn’t show any fluctuation, and he looked very calm. He turned his attention to the two rows of shelves. The shelf on the left was empty, and each space on it had a label. Label There is only one word written in small seal script on it.
"Wish, hungry, food, poor, no, blade, eye, draw, stab, squat, swallow, wind, white, black, ginger, sound, heart, liver, spleen, lung, kidney, memory , past, future, future, bone..."
After carefully counting a total of thirty-five spaces, Lin Qian looked at the words on the thirty-five labels, his eyes flashing:
"Thirty-five? Is it a coincidence? Or is there some kind of connection? "
He turned and looked at the shelf on the right, which was full of things. He counted it carefully and found that there were also thirty-five grids, but there were no labels on these thirty-five grids. Very strange phenomenon, somewhat asymmetrical.
Looking at the different layouts on both sides, Lin Qian looked thoughtful in his eyes. After thinking for a while, Lin Qian walked towards the right. In fact, it was already obvious that there was nothing on the left, and there was something there. There's only the right side. Why don't you go here and go to the left? Eat ashes?
The middle-aged man sitting at the counter raised his head and glanced at Lin Qian, with a look of thinking in his eyes. He lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.
Coming to the shelf on the right, there are thirty-five items, some of which can be seen directly, and some of which are packed in gold boxes. There are not many items, just thirty-five items.
Lin Qian stared at the gold box placed in the first grid and raised his eyebrows slightly. There was a yellow note on the gold box. It looked old and very old. He reached out and picked up the note from the gold box:
"Ghosts beat people"
"The rules of killing: if you are beaten, you will die."
"Owning the ghost realm, The area is hundreds of miles in radius.”
"Terror level: seven (out of thirty-five)."
"Price: twenty yuan (no bargaining)."
Lin Qian's pupils flashed when he saw the content on the yellow paper Get up:
"Ghosts beat people and own ghost realms, The range is a hundred miles, twenty yuan of ghost money, interesting, there is something in the ghost shop."
Putting the yellow paper back, Lin Qian looked at the second gold box, which also had a piece of yellow paper. Lin Qian picked up the yellow paper and read it:
"Breathing Ghost"
"Killing Rules: In this ghost's ghost domain, as long as you breathe, you will die."
"Ghost Domain Range: a hundred miles in radius."
" Horror level: twenty (out of thirty-five) "
"Price: fifty yuan (no bargaining)"
"Good guy, if this ghost is released, it will be another S-class supernatural incident. Breathing will kill you. How can ordinary people live?"
"Oh, interesting, really interesting, this ghost There are a lot of things in the store. "
Lin Qian's pupils were flashing, and his blood-red pupils were filled with red light. He was very interested in these ghosts, and he wanted to eat them.
But he is not in a hurry now. He will wait until he has finished reading. There are many gold boxes at the back. After putting the yellow paper back, Lin Qian came to the third box and took down the yellow paper. ：
"Disaster"
"Killing pattern: no pattern."
"Ghost domain range: unlimited range."
"Terror level: thirty-five (out of thirty-five)."
"Price: five hundred yuan (no bargaining)."
When Lin Qian saw the content on this yellow paper, his pupils shrank sharply, and his eyes subconsciously stared at the gold box:
"Can such a terrifying ghost be trapped with gold? Are you kidding? There are no rules for killing people, and the ghost realm has no limit. This is even more outrageous than ghost paintings. Ghost paintings require people to trigger the rules to kill people. This thing has no rules. Rule?"
Lin Qian stared at this golden box no bigger than his head, his eyes full of vigilance. If what was written on the yellow paper was To be honest, he couldn't resist the contents of this box. The level of terror was extremely high, no less than that of the Cunning Bride...
Putting the yellow paper back carefully, Lin Qian walked towards the next gold box with fear. Go, he already has an idea in his mind. If what is said on the yellow paper is true, then how powerful the owner of this ghost shop must be.
Such a terrifying ghost is sold by the boss. If the ghost inside accidentally escapes, then the joke will be big...
Shaked his head, no Thinking about this, Lin Qian came to the next gold box and looked at the yellow paper placed on it. After hesitating for a while, Lin Qian reached out and picked it up:
"Disease"
"The law of killing: ghost disease."
"The scope of the ghost realm: unknown."
"The degree of horror: thirty-five (out of thirty-five) ."
"Price: five hundred yuan (no bargaining)"
After seeing the contents on the yellow paper, Lin Qian silently put the yellow paper back and walked silently to the next gold box:
"Visual"
"The law of murder: The blind man will die."
"Scale of ghost realm: unknown"
"Terror level: ten (out of thirty-five)"
"Price: ten yuan."
Seeing this, Lin Qian was a little surprised in her eyes. There is such a ghost? Who did the blind man offend?
"If this ghost runs out, the blind man will be really unlucky."
Putting the yellow paper back, Lin Qian shook his head and came to the next grid. There is not a gold box here, but a pair of gold glasses with blood stained corners. They look very old, but the lenses are indeed very clean, as if someone has wiped them regularly.
Looking at the blood-stained gold-rimmed glasses, Lin Qian’s eyes flickered and he picked up a piece of yellow paper placed next to the glasses. If nothing else, the name of the glasses should be written on it. Function and name:
"Ghost Glasses"
"Function: See through existing ghosts and ignore ghost realms. People who wear them cannot be confused by ghost realms. Other functions are unknown and need to be explored by yourself..."
"The price: the person who wears it will be attacked at any time. Nothing, unless you are a ghost..."
"Price: twenty yuan (no bargaining)"
"Advice: Don't let a ghost who likes to read newspapers get it, because this It will give birth to a terrifying ghost.”
"See through the ghost realm and the evil ghosts that exist? What does this mean? And what is this advice? Don't let a evil ghost who likes to read newspapers get it? Isn't this referring to the newspaper ghost?"< br>
Looking at the content on this piece of yellow paper, Lin Qian was a little confused. This thing seemed a bit useless. Twenty yuan was a bit expensive...
Lin Qianjiang Huang Putting down the paper, he picked up the ghost glasses. The moment he held the ghost glasses in his hand, Lin Qian raised his eyebrows:
"This thing is as scary as a ghost. This is really an exaggeration." ..."
Feeling the coldness on the ghost glasses, Lin Qian's eyes flickered, picked up the ghost glasses and said to the middle-aged man who was looking down at the book:
"Can you try it?"
Hearing this, the middle-aged man raised his head, looked at the ghost glasses in Lin Qian's hand, lowered his head again, continued to look at the book, and finally said:
"Okay, just don't eat it."
Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Lin Qian's pupils shrank and she stared at the ordinary-looking middle-aged man with something subtle in her eyes. But just for a moment, Lin Qian withdrew his gaze.
He flipped it over and put on the ghost glasses. The moment he put them on, Lin Qian's eyes narrowed. His eyes were normal, without any changes, but he could clearly feel that he could see something. It's just that none of those things exist here.
"Dad, Dad, why are your red eyes missing?" Coco looked up at Lin Qian with some confusion, her eyes full of curiosity and confusion.
Hearing Coco's words, Lin Qian was stunned. He took out his mobile phone and looked through the phone screen. It was indeed what Coco said. After putting on his glasses, his eyes returned to normal brown. This made Lin Qian a little confused. Can this thing still be like this?
Taking off the ghost glasses, a pair of blood-red pupils appeared directly. When he saw these familiar pupils, Lin Qian realized that these ghost glasses could actually cover up some of his abnormalities.
"This thing feels quite convenient. Even if it has no other uses, I will buy it just because of its ability. It is not a problem to always use the ghost domain to cover up when I go out."
Thinking of this, Lin Qian made up his mind and picked up the ghost glasses without putting them back. He wanted these things.
The middle-aged man glanced at Lin Qian. Seeing that Lin Qian was planning to buy the ghost glasses, he didn't say anything. He just glanced at it and stopped paying attention. He lowered his head and continued to flip through the book.
Picking up the ghost glasses, Lin Qian put them on directly, her eyes twinkling:
“This ghost shop has a lot of good stuff, it’s a pity... I may not be able to beat it. Boss, otherwise I can snatch them all.”
After checking the items on the shelves, Lin Qian was basically sure that he couldn’t afford to offend this middle-aged boss, at least not for now.
“I didn’t expect that such an existence is still hidden in this place.”
Sure enough, there are still too many weird things in this world, and what he has learned so far is still too limited...
Shaked his head, not thinking about this, and walked towards the next grid. This world was originally It was weird, nothing was surprising. Even if someone told him one day that he got Li Gui pregnant, he would at most just praise this man as a real man and not feel any surprise at all.
In this strange and ever-changing world, nothing is surprising. If you feel strange, it must be because you have experienced too few things.
Let me make it clear here that my book is written by a fan, and I will not follow Buddha. It is true that only three coffin nails were produced during the Republic of China, but who said there were no coffin nails before the Republic of China? The scary ghosts are not necessarily from the Republic of China, but also before the Republic of China. So when you read it, don’t always say that I don’t respect the Buddha, and don’t always compare me with the original work. If it can be compared, I will write a fanfic. What are you doing? Do you think this is true?
(End of this chapter)