I listened in a daze as my grandfather told me to kowtow, and I couldn't stop. I listened to him and kowtowed desperately. I don't know how many kowtows I had, and I just lay on the ground and didn't know what to do.

When I woke up, my grandfather told me that no matter who drank the entrance wine, he would get dizzy, and after the entrance light seven lamps, kowtow to ask for God's will. There are a total of seven unique sects, and you can learn a few things by kowtowing a few heads. If I fell asleep without waiting for the lights to be lit, it would mean that Master Zu wouldn't accept me, don't count the matter of getting started, but I actually kowtowed nine times. He had never heard of it.

My nine heads are knocking, my father has made a difficulty. Not to mention the Seven Absolute after the Trick Killing Gate, even if he hasn't learned all the Seven Absolute Sect himself, some things have to be taught by reading books. But the rules are the rules, and he can only follow the rules, no matter how much I can learn, I have to teach me the Seven Absolute Perfections, and then let me have the opportunity to learn two more things to make up for it.

I studied art with my father for eight years, but I didn't learn it very seriously, and when I was twenty, my father saw me wandering around the house and sent me to be a soldier.

After I was discharged from the army, my father wanted me to continue playing the snare drum. But I can't pull off that face and go to the streets to collect rags. But I couldn't twist my father, so I simply rented a shop on Wenwan Street and started to buy and sell old goods.

My shop is called "White Lantern", and there is a white lantern hanging in front of the store, and as long as there are people in the store, the light will not be extinguished.

The white lantern is called "dead man's lamp" in the northeast, as soon as my lamp is hung out, a few peers around me will quit, blocking my door and letting me take off the lamp, I am not used to their problems, one person has a big ear scraper, all fan no movement.

For this matter, my father did not fall on me: said that I want to lose my face, and with a nest, you can't run if you want to run if you encounter anything. He also said that I was too domineering and ruined the feelings of the neighbors, so I asked me to apologize to others.

But I don't think so.

First, my grandfather and they shake the drum, isn't it just to collect a thing? I can also collect things when I open a thrift store. What age is this? The era of making money from the circle of friends. Who has nothing to do with shaking a tuba rattle and shouting all over the street? Find more people to forward it to the circle of friends, no faster than you shout.

Second, I do my business, I hang my lanterns, what's in the way of others? I talk to them and discuss, they think I'm young, and I'm on the score, don't give me face, I'll slap you in the face.

My grandfather was speechless by me, and pointed to my nose and said, "If you kid stabs Lou Zi, don't ask me for help." He walked away with a huff.

I didn't know until I was in this line of work, why my grandfather and they were able to spend a few small dollars to take things in other people's hands.

According to my grandfather's words: the older the object, the more spiritual it is. This is especially true of the old objects that "don't know about the three".

These "three don't know" means: I don't know who the original owner was? I don't know what someone did with him? I don't know where this thing came from?

"Three don't know" sounds like nothing, but everything can be fatal.

Anyone who plays with old objects knows that those things are tinged with popularity. The better the thing, the more the owner likes to play with it in his hand. After playing for a long time, it will naturally bring the popularity of the owner. When it reaches the next person, it brings the popularity over. People who play with old objects pay attention to "cleaning" before they start, that is, they sweep the popularity on it.

But there are some things that are more than just popularity. It's not uncommon for good things to get blood and evil spirits. Even, some things are even more terrible than evil spirits. It's not something that can be explained clearly in just a few words, and ordinary people can't sweep away the evil above.

Most people don't know about these things, and they only think about it when something happens one after another at home. Back then, my grandfather and they were able to get rid of those old objects with their hands on them, because they could see the evil spirit on those things, and they could point out the origin of the things in a few words.

When I first started this business, I received an inkstone. Although the inkstone is the best, but the inkstone has been filled with blood, and I don't know what its original owner wrote with human blood, which made that thing evil.

Later, the inkstone was received in the hand of a person who played with a collection, and he also held it to practice calligraphy, and as a result, three people died in his family in a row, all of them died on the edge of the inkstone, and all the blood flowing out of his mouth went into the inkstone.

That's it, the owner of the inkstone is still holding on to things, and he suspects that I want to deceive him. I pointed at my nose and scolded: There are still fewer dead people in your family, and when you are about to die, you come to me again, why don't you wait!

The person who introduced me to the past was easy to talk about, and since it was the first time I had opened the shop, I left him a white lantern. Tell him: Light the lantern, sit under the lantern in the house for the night, and tomorrow morning, if you are not afraid of death, you will come and smash my sign, and if you are afraid of death, you will kneel and beg me.

The next morning, the man came and knelt on the ground before entering the door, crying and shouting for my life. Half the street was filled with people who came out to see the excitement. In front of the whole street, I threw the inkstone at the door: "I do business, and I am different from everyone." It's not a damn thing, I don't take it. If anyone can accept this inkstone, I will never say anything. ”

At that time, there were a few people who knew the goods and had the idea of asking for an inkstone, but they were afraid that I would beat people, and no one dared to come out and stretch out their hands.

In the end, a boss named Wang Le'an came out, that guy has been working in Wenyu Street for more than ten years, and he has friends from all walks of life, and he didn't take me seriously, he came out and took the inkstone and looked at it twice: "I want this thing, I will pay three times the price." ”

The owner looked at me and didn't dare to squeak, so I told him, "The inkstone, you just need to get rid of it." Definitely won't be coming back to you. But I don't dare to pack tickets if I can't find someone else. ”

When the owner heard this, he quickly took the money and ran away, Wang Le'an was very happy to get the inkstone, and deliberately set up a table of wine in the store to drink with fox friends and dog friends until midnight, and poured the liquor into the inkstone, saying that it was to worship God. Send the god away, and the inkstone will be fine.

As a result, something happened to his family that night, and his friend who was drinking with him died directly in his store. The next day, when I found out, the people were already hard. The dead man seemed to be holding a plate, and his hands were holding on to the inkstone, and the blood that dripped from his mouth was full of inkstones.

The police autopsy said that it was internal bleeding, but no one present believed it. is a good person, and he has practiced martial arts, how can he suddenly bleed internally?

Besides, what's the matter with him pinching the inkstone? The man's fingers pinching the inkstone are already stiff, and if he doesn't break his fingers, don't want to take the inkstone down. Something had to happen for him to pinch the inkstone with so much force.

Wang Le'an saw that the inkstone could not be taken down, so he said: I want to leave a whole corpse for my brother, and the inkstone is gone. In fact, everyone knows that Wang Le'an was scared and wanted to burn the inkstone with the dead.

Wang Le'an didn't want the inkstone, but the inkstone didn't intend to spare Wang Le'an, and he came back the next day, and the police sent it back. The police said that the man gave up when he arrived at the funeral home, and they felt that the inkstone was very valuable and returned to its original owner.

When Wang Le'an held the inkstone, his hands trembled.

To say, that Wang Le'an was a little bold, he was not scared of the six gods, and he went out with an inkstone overnight to find someone to save his life. No one knows who he was looking for, but he didn't show up for two or three days. When he came back, he looked like he was dozens of years old, his hair was half white, and he was leading an old man to my shop with a scruffy beard.

When he arrived at the door of the store, he knelt on the ground: "Brother Chen Ye, I don't know Mount Tai with my eyes, don't be like me, please save my life for the sake of being old and young?"

I was just about to speak, but the old man also knelt down: "Little brother, my son has this temperament with me, he has done a lot of business, and his mind is small...... I'll get you on your knees......"

I saw that the old man was about the same age as my grandfather, and asked him to kneel and beg me, but I couldn't bear it in my heart: "Wang Le'an, you have a good father, otherwise, Lao Tzu will watch you die." Roll it up. Take the inkstone into the house. ”

That time, I pulled out a Gu worm from the inkstone, which saved Wang Le'an's life, and I was also famous on Wenyu Street, playing the signboard of "White Lantern", and now, the inkstone is placed on my counter.

Originally, I was quite happy about this, but my father came to scold me, saying that I was flamboyant and didn't know how to converge, and if you went on like this, something would happen sooner or later.

I smiled and told my master: "I'm not like this, who knows what I'm doing? Who can send things to my store? No one comes, I'll take a hammer?"

My father choked me so much that I couldn't speak for a long time, and finally scolded me for being a little deflated calf, got up and left. He hasn't come to my shop since.

My store has been open for two or three years, but it also responds to the saying "If you don't open for three years, you will eat for three years." "Usually, when I don't have a business, I like to post on Moments.

That day, I had just written a "white light" circle of friends, and before I could send it out, Wang Le'an came: "Boss Chen, I will bring you a big deal." ”

I looked behind Wang Le'an, and there was a very beautiful girl behind him, who was not very old, but with an extremely capable temperament. He was followed by two men dressed as bodyguards.

Wang Le'an asked the girl to sit down: "Miss Shen, this is Boss Chen, no, according to the industry, it should be called Shopkeeper Chen." His ability is the number one in Wenwan Street. ”

"Chen Ye, this Miss Shen ......"

Before Wang Le'an's words were finished, he was forcibly interrupted by the Miss Shen: "If there is no business between us, there is no need to know each other." Mr. Chen, can you prove your personal ability?"

My face suddenly sank: "I don't have to prove myself to anyone, trust me, you can stay." Believe me, please get out, I still have to do business. ”