The next day, when it was almost midnight, Li Erha ran to Changming Road. Erha walked back and forth first to check the situation.
Changming Road was one of the more prosperous streets in the city. There were two Anta branded stores on one street, as well as more than a dozen Adi, Armani, Jordan, and other clothing stores. Of course, there was also an important presence-the People's Hospital in the city.
The hospital was right there, so naturally, there were many Yin goods shops outside. There were seven to eight burial clothes shops alone! The husky held the cigarette in its mouth and sighed. Damn it, so many shops were waiting for dead people. In this day and age, there were very few dead people. Didn't you see that the funeral parlor was almost out of business? No wonder the owner of the burial clothes shop thought of such a suicidal trick. He and the shop assistant wore burial clothes and acted out a midnight ghost-catching drama. Tsk tsk, this courage was also forced to a dead end!
The sky was getting dark. Erha stood in a supermarket and bought a box of cigarettes. He pulled out dozens of 100 yuan bills." Beauty, change some change!"”
It was rare for the salesgirl to see such a handsome man, so she was naturally happy." Sure, but I don't have any new change."”
The husky waved his hand." I don't need anything too new. The older, the better, and the ragged, the better!"”
The salesgirl couldn't help but take a few more glances at the handsome guy in front of her. It was so strange. He only wanted old money, and the rarer, the better. She really didn't understand what he was trying to do.
The husky didn't say much. He returned the money and bought a bag of flour before leaving the supermarket.
Why old money?
Demons, ghosts, and devils were all Yin and cold creatures. They were most afraid of Yang Qi. There were many types of Yang Qi, and human qi was a representative type of Yang Qi. The ancients often said that the voices of people were noisy, and the righteous qi was transformed. Evil spirits and ghosts fled in all directions. This was the logic.
This city was not a barren land. Even if there were ghosts, they would not be too powerful. People like the old master and Zhong San did not exist at all. The toys in the shroud shop were probably not as powerful as the husky.
Therefore, Er Ha didn't need to draw talismans that would greatly damage his Yin virtue. Er Ha only needed to make things that were tainted with Yang qi.
What was the most popular thing? The most popular?
A cell phone? Was it the television? A computer? Was it an online game?
Wrong! There was only one thing that was truly flourishing. Even a fool would know that it was RMB!! It was Grandpa Mao!
Money was really a good thing. It circulated quickly. There were poor people who took it, rich people who kept it, noble people who held it, and unlucky people who held it. This money could be said to be contaminated with the seven emotions and six desires of people with all kinds of fates. If there was a question about what was the most popular in the world, and what was the most sinful, there was only one answer. The husky would not hesitate to say that it was money!，It was banknotes, banknotes!
People hated money, but they also loved it. People spent money, but they also earned it. There was already a connection between people and money.
With more money, there would be more popularity. Naturally, some old money and lousy money would be tainted with a lot of popularity.
The husky even knew that in some remote old villages in the north, if someone went on a long journey, there would often be old people who would take out old money to send them off. It was not because other old people were popular, but it also had a little protective effect.
Ghosts were different from humans. Humans were sentimental and had many thoughts, but ghosts were different. Ghosts were most afraid of the thoughts of those people. Strictly speaking, once ghosts touched things with Yang energy, they would have a fever, be weak, and be as weak as humans. Therefore, if you carried a handful of old money, even if you encountered a cold wind or something, Hu Sa would throw it out and it would dance in the sky. The moment the Yang energy exploded, it would scare the little ghosts and Yin ghosts...
As for why Er Ha bought flour? This had its own uses.
The husky opened the Douyu app. The moment it opened it, it looked at the number in the live broadcast room happily. Six million. D * mn, I haven't been online for two days, and there are still so many people. No one else can do this.
The husky was holding a bag of noodles and a phone in one hand." Everyone, long time no see…"
"Battle God! Brother Shen, are you feeling better?"
"Brother Shen, you look very valiant in your shirt today!”
"Brother Shen, do you know? The back view of you turning around to save Old Wang the last time has already been made into a large promotional poster and defined as a hero!”
"Brother Shen, did you watch TV? That back view of yours was simply too vivid!”
“……”
" What back view? Not back view?" Er Ha was confused." What kind of joke is this? I turned around last time because I had no choice. What hero? I'm just a Taoist priest at most."
The husky patted his phone." Ah, everyone, tonight, we're going to a burial shop. There's been a situation recently…"
"I know! The shroud shop must be haunted, right?”
"Shroud shop, I'm looking forward to it. Is it the kind of shop that often sells dead people's clothes next to hospitals? I've been to many places to buy clothes, but I've never gone to a burial shop to buy clothes…"
"The idiot upstairs, the burial clothes shop is a shady shop. You still want to buy clothes there? If you die now, I can ship an Armani brand burial clothes for free.”
"Hahaha…"
"By the way, host, what happened to the shroud shop? Tell us the news first!”
"That's right, that's right…"
“……”
The husky was walking on a lonely street. It was almost 11 p. m., and there was no one on the street. The dim yellow street lamps covered the ground. The husky said," The situation is like this. Because the business of the burial clothes shop was not good, the boss came up with a clever idea. He put on the burial clothes in the middle of the night and pretended to be a ghost. He wanted to make a strange advertisement, but it really did work. The business had just improved when a strange thing happened. The boss and all the employees in the shop strangely collapsed overnight and went to the hospital. Unconscious…Everyone, take a look. The place I'm pointing at is the burial clothes shop!”
As he spoke, the husky raised his phone and looked over.
This was really a tasteful burial shop.
This shop was different from other shops. Other shops were usually rented on the first floor or downstairs of a building. This was a five-story building with an exclusive courtyard. There were no neighbors behind the house and on both sides of the house. It was filled with dense forests. The house looked very dilapidated. The walls made of gray cement were mottled with holes. In some places, the cement had fallen off, revealing the red mud bricks from the last century...
Ten meters away from the shroud shop, security had already cordoned off the area. The husky looked around. The wind rustled. The trees around the house swayed, but there was no one.
The husky grabbed his phone and walked past the barricade. As he walked, he said," This house is very dilapidated. Everyone can clearly see that the windows of this house are mostly broken. Look, this should be the stairs. Tsk, tsk, they're all broken. Is the force very strong? If we continue to walk in…"
The husky went to push the door, but it was as still as a stone door! The husky looked at the iron door. Was it locked? Security was really meticulous.
Douyu's platform could not help but be refreshed.
"Host, is there a ghost behind the door? Why can't I open it?”
"The idiot upstairs is obviously locked!”
"Streamer, do you know how to pry open the door?”
"Stop arguing. Look, the host took out a paper clip. He must have broken in!”
" The host's technique isn't bad. Three fingers turn into the handle of the door, and two fingers turn into a sharp shuttle. In our professional field of thieves, the host has done this at least hundreds of times. Even a thief like me, who has been a thief for more than ten years, can't keep up with this technique..."
"It's Brother Thief upstairs. I've heard a lot about you. You're also watching the live broadcast of catching ghosts!”
"Nonsense. In this era, my brother who was a kidnapper was watching ghost hunting. I have to be a thief who keeps up with the times. What if I encounter a ghost while stealing?”
" Ahem, the two of you above, your IP has been locked. I'm a cyber-police officer. I have your express delivery here…"
" Haha, we're done for. Even the cyber-police are watching Ghost Hunting. Brother Thief, you've sacrificed yourself again…"
"Haha…"
“……”
The husky blew and took out a paper clip from his pocket. He gently pulled it through the keyhole. After a strange creaking sound of iron glass, the door opened a crack.
Phew--
A gust of cold wind blew out from the door, causing Erha to take three steps back. Erha's eyes turned green…
Inside the door, a red shroud floated quietly in the air…
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