Yechen woke up from his deep sleep, picked up the mobile phone next to his pillow and looked at it, it was half past seven, it was time to get up.

She rubbed her eyes, struggled to sit up, found the cotton slippers with the kitten motif on her feet, and stood up by the head of the bed.

During the whole process, Yechen's movements were very slow and difficult. This is mainly due to the fact that in the previous mission, she died once, and with the help of soul shards, she was saved from real death. However, it took a severe toll on her soul, and she didn't fully recover even after two weeks of taking bitter medicine in the seventh dimension.

Now, Yechen's soul is still weak.

The soul and the body are two relatively independent but closely related beings, and the weakness of the soul is directly reflected on the body, causing her current body to be equally weak. Not to mention lifting heavy objects or doing strenuous exercises, she struggled to do a little big movement.

It's a miserable day like this. But it can't be helped, that's the price she needs to pay for her mistakes - in the seventh space, a small mistake can have serious consequences, such as death. Because of the existence of soul fragments, Yechen was able to pick up a life after committing a fatal mistake, which was already very good, and she had to bear some pain.

Because he stood a little violently when he got up, Yechen felt dizzy for a while, and stood against the wall for a while before he went to wash.

After washing, Yechen changed into a set of loose home clothes, walked through a small courtyard, and came to the front façade room.

There is a small shop opened by Yechen.

The small shop is very small, but about 20 pings, a curved solid wood counter, behind the counter is a rattan chair, and then there is a cabinet similar to a medicine cabinet, with many small drawers.

On the side of the counter, on the side near the door, are two circle chairs and a coffee table, which are used to receive guests. On the coffee table was a crude pottery vase, with a dried lotus pod that Yechen had picked up on the side of the road.

The shop was mediocrely lit, with only four old-fashioned windows that didn't fall to the ground, and Yechen pulled open the light blue curtains with a white cloud pattern, then took out a rusty key and opened the old-fashioned lock that hung on the deadbolt of the wooden door.

Pushing open the door, Yechen grabbed a handful of dead flowers from the corner and inserted them in a brick crack outside the door, which means that today's business has officially begun.

There are no signs, just a few dead flowers to represent business. This is not an old etiquette, it is a rule set by Yechen himself. Conventions are customary, and with agreements, they will slowly become customary.

This is a city called Ghost City in Liangzhou, and this small shop opened by Yechen is located in an urban village in Ghost City, at the entrance of a road called Huangquan Road. To be honest, the location is not bad, but unfortunately it is only relatively good. This kind of urban village on the edge of the city has no foot traffic at all, and even at the intersection, there are still very few people who can pass by the door of the store every day.

Fortunately, the small store opened by Yechen itself does not need to rely on a large number of customers to maintain, and if you want to come, you will naturally come; If you don't want to come, even if you open your store in a big mall in the city center, not many people will come in.

Walking out of the store, Yechen walked a few steps to the west, and right next to this small shop, there was a small shop that sold noodles, called Sifangpu.

The owner of the noodle shop is a very handsome young man, called Xiao Na, with a thin figure, a tall man, and a handsome face, which is the same as the idol Xiaosheng on TV. The most attractive thing about Xiao Tao is his slender, white hands, not a little dull and rough, more delicate than many women's hands, and flexible and light, watching him do things with these hands is simply a pleasure.

The only regret is that the little fingers and ring fingers of both of Xiao Na's hands are broken at the root, and he only has three fingers on each hand.

It is said that Xiao Na used to be a thousand hands in casinos, with extraordinary talent and hard work that began at a very young age, Xiao Na in his early twenties dominated many casinos, relying on thousands of wins, and lived a life of drunken gold fans.

It's a pity that when I walk in the dark, I will always encounter ghosts. Once, Xiao Na Chuqian was caught red-handed and, according to the rules, a finger was chopped off.

That lapse had a serious ripple effect. A person's one hand, five fingers are useful, and no finger is superfluous, especially for a thousand hands like Xiao Na. Even if it was only a little finger that was chopped off, it could already affect his movements.

If the skill of the thousand declines, it will be easier to be caught, and if it is caught, it will chop off a finger, which further affects the trick of the little one, forming a vicious circle.

After being caught for the fourth time and losing four fingers, Xiao Yao finally made up his mind, washed his hands in a golden basin, left the prosperous coastal area, and took the 100,000 yuan he had saved to Huangquan Road, a ghost city located in the southwest mountainous area, and opened this small noodle shop.

Yechen once asked Xiao Na how he saved 100,000 yuan after being in a major casino for several years, which is too little.

Xiao Xiao's answer is: Who has the habit of saving money in their business? What you earn today will be spent today, and who knows if you can see the sun tomorrow.

It's quite interesting to say, because of the loss of four fingers, there is no way to eat this bowl of dangerous rice, but it frees Xiao Na from drunken gold and drunken dreams, and it can be regarded as a good death.

Looking back now, the little chatter back then was so rampant, and if it continues, it is very likely that one day he will be blocked in the alley, or his hands will be cut off, or his feet will be cut off, or even beaten to death. In comparison, the peaceful life now is quite good.

Coming to the door of the four-sided shop, Yechen shouted: "Little chatter, little chatter." ”

Said to be shouting, Yechen's voice was actually not loud, but fortunately, Xiao Nao's ears were very good, and when he heard the voice of the old neighbor, he walked out quickly and asked, "Old look?" ”

Yechen nodded.

"Okay." Xiao Ji replied, turned around and went back to work.

Yechen didn't go back to the store, but paced slowly, walking outside, and it was good to relax.

On the other side of the intersection where Yechen's shop was located, there was an old man with gray hair and blind eyes sitting on a small pony, leaning against a dead locust tree to close his eyes and recuperate. In front of him were bamboo sticks, buckets, copper coins and other divination supplies, and next to him stood a banner with the words "Dead Half Immortal".

Because the dead half-immortal was a blind man, the words on this banner were obviously written by someone else. Yechen reminded him that the ghostwriter guy had written it wrong, it should have been the "Wang" surnamed Wang, and it turned out to be the "death" of death.

But the Dead Half Immortal doesn't care, the name is just a code name, since it is written as "Dead Half Immortal", then he will be called the Dead Half Immortal in the future.