This is a shroud shop that is mainly engaged in coffin board shrouds and vice camp talismans to exorcise evil spirits, the owner is not there, and the greeting is a young man.

Silent stepped into the store with curiosity, ignoring those shrouds and coffin boards, and directly fell on the talismans hanging on the ground, through spiritual perception, these talismans are useless, its only effect is that its material is a good cinnabar, which can have a certain deterrent effect on ghosts, so it seems that the owner of this shop is not a fellow trader, just a small trader who made a fortune through this way.

The young man saw that Shen Mo was interested in the talisman, and immediately stepped forward to sell, "Childe, you are really as wise as a torch, the talisman in our store is a well-known miracle in Guobei County, one to exorcise ghosts and ward off evil spirits, two to strengthen the body, and three to prolong life, if you come to a dozen, you can live forever!" ”

Shen Mo smiled, this person's words are more mysterious than what the ghost says, and he is immortal, do you think this is Ziqiao brand kidney treasure? After flirting, it is faster than Liu Xiang, taller than Yao Ming, one bottle is refreshing, two bottles are never tired, and three bottles are immortal.

He asked pretending to be vague, "It's so powerful, how much does that talisman cost?" ”

The young man was happy in his heart, and immediately came to the spirit, "It's very cost-effective, you came too coincidentally, we are doing a discount in our store, a charm only needs one or two silver, buy a dozen at a time, and give a good Nanmu coffin, plus a set of luxury shrouds." You deserve it! Do you want to give yourself a set?"

Phew! Silently spit out a breath of bad luck, this guy is really a sales talent, buy a charm and actually send a coffin one-stop service, this is a good use of the charm is a rhythm, not even the coffin money is saved?

"Childe, how many do you want?!"

Shen silently waved his hand, "Don't have a piece!" ”

The young man's face sank, I don't want you to talk nonsense, waste your feelings, and bleached me for so long!

Shen Mo's words changed, "Are you selling cinnabar like this?" ”

"Cinnabar?" The young man muttered boredly, "Sell, I'll sell myself if I give money!" ”

"I want you to be useless!" Shen Mo threw out a bag of money again, "Take the cinnabar from the store, and prepare the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone!" ”

The young man took the money bag in surprise, weighed it slightly, was overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly put the money bag into his pocket, for fear of being silent and regretting, his attitude changed one hundred and eighty degrees, nodded his head, and did not ask the reason, "Okay, son, you wait a minute, I will prepare it for you." ”

Driven by money, the young man quickly prepared the necessary materials for Shen Mo, which were all necessary materials for refining talismans.

That's right, Shen Mo wants to refine some talismans to deal with the upcoming Dryad War.

I saw Shen Mo very skillfully handling the brush, let the young man grind the cinnabar ink, pave the yellow paper, put down the pen and write wildly, and said: Nine cows and two tigers, galloping, King Kong protects the body, shrinking the ground into inches.

A set of talisman techniques, flowing water, the young man who watched his eyes widened, this technique of talisman skills is worlds different from his boss's ghost painting talismans, which can be called a master's work.

"Childe, what a talent, my admiration for you is like..."

"Butahs, grind!" Shen Mo shouted, finished making a set, continued to copy the yellow paper, and prepared to refine the next set, the intermediate talisman must be prepared more, in case there is no talisman when it is used, and there is no room for hatred.

The young man immediately fell silent, and hurriedly continued to grind for Shen Mo, while concentrating on Shen Mo's movements, learning how to write intermediate talismans.

Shen Mo is not shy about it, if these talismans are stolen by others so simply, then his name can be written upside down.

Time flies, and by the time Shen Mo exhausted the last bit of spiritual power, there were already twelve more sets of intermediate talismans in front of him, and if nothing else, such a number was enough to deal with the battle of the Dryad.

He rubbed his swollen temples, picked up the talisman on the bookcase, and left the shroud shop, planning to go to the inn in the bazaar to rest and regain his mental strength.

With the prestige created before, the check-in to the inn was also very smooth, and the shopkeeper entered the upper room with silence, and closed the door after some advice.

When he went out, he put the ceramic dishes in the house by the door and the window, once someone broke in, it would make a noise, and he himself did not sleep on the bed, but jumped to the roof beam, which is the safest place to walk the rivers and lakes.

As the saying goes, which hero hasn't slept on the beam? Naturally, they have all slept, and sleeping on the beam is one of the necessary skills for walking the rivers and lakes.

Maybe it was because he was silent and worried about it until he woke up naturally, and no one dared to disturb his rest.

Seeing that his spiritual power had recovered to 40/45, and the sun outside the house was about to set, Shen Mo decided to go to Lanruo Temple tonight to meet the thousand-year-old Dryad Grandma, and in my impression, the Dryad's human form was the kind of ladyboy who was neither male nor female, and I didn't know what it would be like in the mirror world.

Shen Mo went downstairs, at this moment, because he had just arrived at the meal, there were many people eating, he came to the bar, and asked the innkeeper, "Boss, how to get to Lanruo Temple?" ”

The silence was not loud, but it was enough for most of the people in the lobby to hear, hiss! Those who were eating stopped their movements, staring at the silence with terrific eyes, as if looking at another dying man.

The innkeeper's face turned even pale, and he stammered back, "Childe, it's going to be dark this day, what are you doing there?" ”

Shen Mo replied solemnly, "I heard that the folk customs of Guobei County are simple, and the people of Lanruo Temple are outstanding, and I have seen your simple folk customs, and I want to go and see the Lanruo Temple." ”

Innkeeper: "???"

Diners: "???"

Isn't this son crazy! Look at all of you here, which one is not hateful, fierce and vicious, where did the people come from, and where did they come from?

"Childe, don't be joking, you can't go there, you'll die."

Shen Mo sighed softly, "Is it really going to be a dead person?" ”

"Seriously!"

"Then I'm going to go!"

Innkeeper: "·····"

Get! It seems that you can't persuade this master, you are in a hurry to die, I can't stop it, I can only go with you, out of kindness, the innkeeper proposed, "Childe, if you insist on going, it is better to keep more silver." ”

Shen Mo wondered, "What are you doing?" ”

"I'll take care of the aftermath for you!"

The corners of Shen Mo's mouth twitched, roll the calf, I don't need you to eat radishes and worry about my future, be a good owner of your inn, this promising career, nothing to play part-time aftermath one-stop service.

Shen Mo asked the innkeeper about the location of Lanruo Temple, and then left the bazaar alone, striding forward by the afterglow of the sun.

Lanruo Temple!

This is an extremely dilapidated temple, but its weight in the ghost world is extremely important, try to ask who has not heard of the famous name of Lanruo Temple, it is like Yao Ming in the basketball world, Liu Xiang in the hurdle world, Spielberg in the movie world.

Shen Mo stood beside the stone tablet that was half covered by rattans, stretched out his hand to peel off the vines, and the stone tablet was impressively written with three block letters "Lanruo Temple".

Continuing to stride forward, before he entered the temple, a figure jumped out in front of him, in a dissolute tone, and shouted in a full of anger, "Bah! Whoever comes, report your name! ”

Shen Modi instinctively wanted to shout, I'm your father.

But when he saw the appearance and dress of the person who came, he swallowed back the words that came to his mouth, because the other party was obviously a ruthless character, and he couldn't afford to provoke him.

:。 : I want to talk with more like-minded people about "A Certain Dad's Infinite Ghost", " ", talk about life, find a confidant~