Until dawn, as usual, no ghosts came.

During this time, I was completely in a state of distraction, allowing myself to continue in a daze.

Tired.

But I can't fall.

I turned off the kerosene lamp after dawn, opened the door of the shop, and curled up on a wicker chair to fall asleep.

I didn't dream until I woke up and it was getting dark, and it was raining outside.

The endless loneliness and the feeling of being abandoned by the whole world instantly overwhelmed me, and I was so desperate that I couldn't find an outlet to cry.

I continued to curl up and not move, holding on to the pain in my heart, trying to bring myself to terms with what I had done, trying to reconcile myself with myself.

I can't live a screwed life, or I'll drag myself to death.

The most important thing to be born as a human being is to understand your own heart and respect your own life.

Nine times out of ten, life is not as expected, and everything is not my fault.

If it weren't for me, I would have underestimated the evil of human nature, and I was still delusional about having warmth and affection.

I was wrong and will change it later.

The smell of rice wafted at this time, so I got up from the rattan chair, lit the kerosene lamp on the counter, took the cash and followed the smell of rice with an umbrella.

There weren't many customers in the small restaurant, so I ordered double portions of pork knuckle rings, radish cake, fried shrimp cakes, pork cheong fun and tapioca syrup.

The guests and the owner were side-eyed, but no one was.

After I finished my meal at the restaurant, I went back to the store.

I ate very slowly, and I stayed up with all the customers until the boss dozed off, and the old Taoist I saw last night also entered the store with two of his apprentices on crutches.

I sat facing the door of the store, and Lao Dao stopped when he saw me.

The two apprentices who followed him were caught off guard and hit him repeatedly, almost knocking him to the ground.

After stabilizing his body, Lao Dao walked to sit down opposite me with his eyes fluttering, and the two apprentices exchanged glances to wake up the boss and start ordering.

"The house that only came out in the morning. Moreover, there should be no one to go out and talk nonsense. Lao Dao lowered his voice and took the initiative to report.

"Good work. ”

"No hard work, no hard work. That's going well on your side, too?"

"Smooth. ”

"Congratulations, congratulations. Well, we were just passing by, and when it rained, we were going to have a meal and stay overnight and leave. Now that we are destined to see you again, I have a reluctant request, that is, if we still want to find a shop in town, do you have a suitable introduction?"

At this point in the conversation, I raised my eyes to look at Lao Dao.

He undoubtedly has identified Smooth as having killed Qingbo and Qingdai.

As soon as Qingbo Qingdai died, I naturally had a vacant shop in my hands.

Qing Bo thinks that if I die in this town, there is no one more suitable than him and Qing Dai to pick up my shop for nothing, and once they die, there is no one in this town who is more suitable than me to pick up their shop for nothing.

Lao Dao suddenly shrank his head and lost his eyes again.

"Yes. But what real skills do you have to teach me?"

"I will exorcise evil spirits and divination, and choose a day to see the land. Though...... It's not too good, but it's okay!

"Good. You'll come to the store tomorrow and look for me. ”

"Good. ”

At this point in the conversation, Lao Dao hurriedly went to the position closest to the door and sat down with his back to me.

I continued to eat, waited for the boss to serve the food at the table of Qi Lao Dao, and asked the boss to help me pack the rest of the food on the table and check out.

When I got back to the shop, I closed the door and continued to sleep on the wicker chair, until dawn when the rain had stopped.

After I warmed up the food and ate it, I went to Qingbo's shop and kept knocking on the door.

The sound of my knock on the door attracted the attention of the neighbors nearby, and everyone talked about Qingbo Qingdai not opening the door all day yesterday, and began to wonder if Qingbo Qingdai had an accident.

The suspicion made it natural for me to pick open the latch through the crack in the door, and the neighbors followed me into the shop.

Qing Dai collapsed in the kitchen, his head split in two by a kitchen knife.

I indifferently watched the neighbors be shocked when they saw Qingdai Qingbo's corpse and then ran to tell each other, indifferently watching the crowd gather more and more.

Lao Dao and his two apprentices appeared in time 'just in time' and I saw them, and I asked them to figure out who the murderer was.

Lao Dao first asked the two apprentices to carry Qingbo Qingdai's corpse outside the store, and then surrounded the two corpses with bells and whistles, and the answer given was that Qingbo Qingdai died of hallucinations caused by eating poisonous mushrooms by mistake, resulting in cannibalism.

His answer disappointed the eyes of the people watching the excitement.

I then asked him to choose a day for the funeral, he pinched his fingers and counted it for a long time, frowning, Qingbo Qingdai died too miserably to be mortuary for seven days, and he could only be buried immediately today.

And because Qingbo Qingdai died too miserably, his soul would come back and disturb the people every night to ask for his life, so there must be a Taoist priest here for at least a month.

But, he's busy.

So he won't stay here long, so I can only ask for another trick in the matter.

I cooperated with Lao Dao's performance and promised to keep him with a lot of money, and Lao Dao still did not let go.

It wasn't until the onlookers also persuaded each other for a long time that Lao Dao reluctantly agreed.

At this point, I started to work on the burial.

Before lunch, Qingbo Qingdai had already been buried, and the store was also cleaned, and Lao Dao and his two apprentices stayed in the store to open the altar.

Next, Lao Dao and his two apprentices practiced it every day, and I followed Lao Dao to learn the ability to exorcise evil spirits first.

The most important thing in the ability to exorcise evil spirits is spells and arrays, and the most important talismans of the old way can only deal with powerful ghosts, I don't need to learn, and his array is flashy and unrealistic, which is like chicken ribs to me.

As for the old Taoist ability to exorcise evil spirits, what is practical for me is how to see ghosts with the help of external objects.

The tears that flowed from the cow's dying moment can be wiped to be channeled.

It's just that this kind of cow tears is very rare, and the universal cow tears are mixed and concocted.

After mashing and mixing the mint, bezoar licorice in a certain proportion, then heating and cooling, adding an appropriate amount of corpse powder, that is, ashes, and then diluting it with water to become a universal cow's tears.

Ghosts can be seen by wiping your eyes with willow leaves, but the benefits outweigh the disadvantages.

Man has three fires, one on his head and two on his shoulder.

The three fires are the yang energy of people, and if they are not extinguished, they can ward off evil spirits.

Rubbing your eyes with willow leaves is tantamount to extinguishing the two fires on your shoulders, and it is easy to be invaded by evil spirits.

If all three fires are extinguished, the person will die, and this is called the death of the person, and the lamp will be extinguished.

Don't wear a hat when walking at night, as it will weaken the fire, and don't turn back when walking at night, as it will extinguish the fire on your shoulder.

Although the old Taoist is not good at exorcising evil spirits, he has traveled south and north for many years, knows a lot of anecdotes, and understands the customs and taboos of various places.

I was able to know that the outside world is big and wonderful.

The night after I learned how to see ghosts with the help of foreign objects, I closed the door of the shop and smeared the cow's tears I got from Lao Dao on my eyelids and re-entered the tunnel.

In the tunnel, Granny Huang's pair of birthday shoes embroidered with lotus flowers on a white background and red face are embedded in the ground.

One after the other, they kept the posture of wanting to catch up with me.

Goodbye shou shoes, I can't help but smile bitterly.

I have no way of finding out why Granny Huang appeared in the tunnel, and what she wants to tell me.

I walked over the shoe to the ice cellar, but I didn't see any ghosts.

I went back to the shop, and when I closed the plank, there was a knock at the door.

I raised my voice to ask who it was, and the knock continued, but no one answered.

I didn't rush to open the door, so I went to the counter and waited, urging the anger to form the largest number of runes for backup.

Then, the knocking on the door continued, and it became louder and louder.

I pushed the runes out towards the door, but the knock didn't stop for half a minute.

In this case, I stood in the counter, and then urged the anger, this time only five runes were connected for backup.

Once the rune is complete, it can last up to five minutes in a standby state, and will automatically collapse if it expires.

I only have five runes, and I can make five more runes before the runes automatically collapse, so that I can have at least five runes around me at all times.

I connected five more runes and painted my eyelids with cow tears, after all, whether it was with the help of cow tears or willow leaves, I could only see ghosts with my eyes for half an hour at a time.

I also turned on the electric light, lest I should be blind if the kerosene lamp went out.

It was still early, and apart from the knock on the door, I could clearly hear the movement of the people sleeping late on the street.

The people outside seemed to be unaware of the knocking on the door, as if the knocking was only audible to me.

As the knock on the door became louder and louder, the door panel only vibrated at first, and then crumbled at the end.

When the door panel finally collapsed, a cold wind poured into the store.

Kerosene lamps were blown out and overturned, electric lights began to flicker on and off, and counters shattered.

Outside the store, there was only darkness, and the coins that were originally contained in the drawer of the counter were smashed at my head and face.