The shopkeeper sitting in the back room was eating watermelon, and when he heard that someone wanted to buy cigarettes, and it was still a ninety-five, he immediately ran out.

The place where the shop is located is not a lively place, there are few people coming and going, and there is naturally less business, and there is a similar shop next to it to compete with you, and business is even more difficult.

On the market, a pack of Ninety-Five Zun costs 100 yuan, and this 100 yuan is almost a day's turnover for his shop.

When the boss saw the hundred yuan on the table, his eyes lit up, he hurriedly wiped his hands on his clothes, took out a pack of Ninety-Five Zun from the cigarette cabinet, and handed it to Ye Chen with both hands.

"Boss, you want cigarettes." For the shop owner, Ye Chen is his rich man, he doesn't care about Ye Chen's dress, now there are too many rich people pretending to be poor, and he is low-key.

Ye Chen took the cigarette case and pushed the 100 yuan in front of the boss.

"Welcome to the next time."

The boss smiled and put away the money, turned around and walked to the inner room, squeezing his eyes at the competitor outside the door before leaving, his face full of pride.

The shop owner who ridiculed Ye Chen was so angry that his face was flushed, the struggle between the two shops has been a long time, but he didn't expect to let his opponent have the upper hand today, how can this be done?

"Hey, what the did you pretend to be a poor person for me just now!" The shopkeeper scolded directly.

Ye Chen tore open the package, took out a cigarette and lit it for himself, then came to the boss, blew a puff of cigarette into his face, and said coldly: "Does it matter if I have money or not?" If you don't sell it to me, then I'll buy it from another store, do you have an opinion? ”

After Ye Chen finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave, he didn't want to waste saliva with such an unreasonable person.

"Hey! Stop for Lao Tzu! The boss yelled behind him.

Ye Chen didn't look back, holding a cigarette in his mouth, his hands in his pockets, and kept walking forward.

Seeing that he had been neglected, the boss immediately rushed forward and grabbed one of Ye Chen's shoulders.

Ye Chen was also very helpless, there were always some unreasonable fools who jumped out and wandered around.

"Even if you don't buy it from me, you can't go next door to buy it, it's the rule!"

"Rules? Sick! ”

Ye Chen turned his head and found that the other party had already swung his fist, and then he punched him in the face.

Suddenly, Ye Chen's big hand was like a giant steel tong, firmly clamping the opponent's fist.

A look of panic flashed in the shopkeeper's eyes, he didn't expect the thin-looking young man in front of him to have such skills, just now he didn't see what was going on, his fist had been intercepted by others.

The shopkeeper wanted to withdraw his hand, but found that the strength of the young man in front of him was too strong, and his fist could not move at all.

Now, he panicked, this young man's combat power may be unexpectedly strong!

"Scolding people doesn't scold your mother, hitting people doesn't slap your face, hasn't anyone taught you?" Ye Chen's tone was cold, and his eyes revealed an eerie coldness.

The shopkeeper swallowed, stunned and didn't dare to say a word.

Seeing that the shop owner was timid, Ye Chen slowly let go of his hand.

At this time, the shopkeeper's face suddenly became very hideous, and a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes.

Of course, Yu Mang didn't hide from Ye Chen's eyes, and he immediately understood that this shop owner was possessed by an evil spirit, no wonder he was so angry.

Don't think about it, no matter who it is, as long as it encounters something unclean, Ye Chen must come to the rescue.

This is the task that Master left him on his deathbed, and his mission is to sweep away the ghosts left in the world and send them to where they belong!

Ye Chen quickly pulled out the cigarette in his mouth, and then stood on top of the shop owner's head.

If anyone else saw this scene at this time, they would be amazed at how a tiny cigarette could stand on a person's head without support, which is simply incredible.

But the next scene became even more weird, the face of the shop owner was no longer hideous, as if he had been drained, standing in place in a daze, his eyes were very dull.

The smoke star of the cigarette above his head flickered on and off, and the body of the cigarette kept shrinking, as if something was constantly being smoked.

"Damn, this is a good smoke, smoke so fast!"

Ye Chen scolded secretly, then took out the copper bell and kept shaking it in front of him, the sound made did not make people feel irritated, but it was like a lullaby, which made people drowsy to listen to.

Ye Chen shook the bell while walking towards the shop, the shop owner stared at the copper bell in Ye Chen's hand stupidly, and also followed the pace of movement, a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and even the hara flowed out, this picture looked very terrifying.

Seeing that the cigarette on the head of the shop owner was about to burn out, Ye Chen endured the pain in his flesh, refilled another one, and then introduced it into the shop and pulled down the roller shutter of the shop.

The small shop suddenly became much darker, and in the dim environment, the eyes of the shopkeeper became extremely green, like a cat's eye in the night, which was really terrifying.

"That's right, it's a cat." Ye Chen pondered for a moment, turned on the light in the room, took out a pack of medium-priced cigarettes from the cigarette cabinet, took out three cigarettes, lit them all, and stood on the head of the shop owner.

The three cigarettes all stood firmly on their heads, this time, the speed of the cigarette shrinkage was finally a little slower, but Ye Chen didn't care, anyway, the cigarette was taken from the boss, and he didn't need money.

Next, he began to look for something inside the house.

Not long after, he found a cat skin in a corner of the house, which was used by the shopkeeper as a mat and placed under the container.

Holding the cat skin and walking in front of the shop owner, Ye Chen asked, "This is yours, right?" ”

The shopkeeper bared his teeth, and his mouth let out a cat's low roar, and the three cigarettes on his head could not stand, and at the same time collapsed, almost burning the shopkeeper's head.

Ye Chen quickly took out the three cigarettes, and the shopkeeper couldn't sit still for an instant, so he pounced towards Ye Chen with his teeth and claws, and his mouth let out a cat's roar, which was very terrifying.

Before he had time to think about it, Ye Chen began to shake the bell in his hand, and this time the sound was much louder than just now.

The shopkeeper stopped and began to become quieter, looking at the bell in Ye Chen's hand as stupidly as he had just now, grinning, with a harp on the corner of his mouth.

Cats love things like bells the most, and it's perfect to use them against cat spirits.

"Come out!" Ye Chen shouted, "If you don't come out, I'll burn it!" ”

Then, Ye Chen lit the lighter and hung the cat skin above the flames.

The shopkeeper roared, and with a bang, a black shadow with a hint of green fluorescence rushed out of the shopkeeper's body, and finally landed on the merchandise shelf.

The shopkeeper immediately collapsed to the ground, apparently fainting.

Ye Chen glanced at the black shadow and saw that two dark green eyes were staring at him, it was a cat with a hunched back, the cat was hunched over its back when it was in a state of stress, indicating that it was about to launch some kind of attack.

Ye Chen sighed, feeling that this cat was really pitiful, so he said, "I'll help you bury it." ”

As soon as the words fell, the "cat" gradually calmed its hunched back, as if it had let down its guard.

Ye Chen found some incense candles and some rice in the store, and took the cat skin to a field not far from the shop.

After digging a pit, Ye Chen buried the cat skin, lit the incense candle, inserted it in front of the grave, and then sprinkled the rice on the grave.

After doing this, Ye Chen smiled at the small tomb in front of him and said, "Let's go, hurry up and leave this place, don't be a cat in the next life, be a rich man." ”

At this time, the black shadow suddenly appeared on the grave, and the dark green gaze stared at Ye Chen for a long time, and then disappeared after a soft call.

Back at the shop, the shopkeeper had woken up, sitting in front of the cigarette cabinet, smoking desperately, and there were already several cigarette butts under his feet.

"Boss, smoke me." Ye Chen handed a cigarette to the shop owner.

When the shop owner saw the smoke in front of him, he suddenly looked at Ye Chen in shock, and he was so frightened that he almost fell off his chair.

"This ...... It's not a dream! The shopkeeper looked at Ye Chen in a daze, his mouth was big.

Seeing that the shopkeeper didn't care to take the cigarette he handed over, he lit it for himself, and after spitting out the smoke, he smiled lightly: "What have you dreamed of?" Let's hear it. ”

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses, and his hand holding the cigarette trembled a little.

"I ...... I dreamed that you came to my store to buy cigarettes, and then I scolded you, and then you went next door to buy cigarettes, and I did something to you, and then I dreamed of my cat, and it said that it wanted to take revenge on me and destroy my family. ”

"You're not dreaming, it's all true."

"This ......," the shopkeeper muttered.

"Tell me about the cat." Ye Chen slowly exhaled a smoke ring.

The shopkeeper took a sharp puff of his cigarette before revealing the whole story.

It turned out that the cat was a stray cat, and one day he came to the shop by chance to beg for food, and the owner of the shop couldn't bear it and adopted it.

Later, the shopkeeper's wife contracted whooping cough, who had lived in the countryside for more than 20 years and believed in some earthworks, was told that cat meat could cure his wife's illness.

The shopkeeper killed the cat in a fit of cruelty.

After that, his wife's illness did get better quickly, but his temper became more and more irritable, and he often quarreled with his wife, and finally ran away from her.

And his business is getting worse and worse, and the customers who come to his store to buy things are driven away by his bad temper.

"Actually, that cat knows that you are kind to it, and you use its flesh to heal diseases, and it won't blame you, but why should you use its skin as a mat, because it can't be reincarnated at all, of course it hates you." Ye Chen explained.

"How did I know there was such a wicked thing in this world." The boss shook his head, his face full of helplessness.

"Alright, I've buried the cat's skin, and I'm going to bury it in the wasteland over there." Ye Chen pointed to the place where the cat skin was buried, "You bring some cat food to Shangzhu incense, and your wife will come back soon." ”

"Really?" The shopkeeper looked happy, and he didn't care if it was reliable or not.

"Really." Ye Chen nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, I should go, live a good life, don't get angry easily, it will be better and better." Also, animals are spiritual, treat them well. ”

After speaking, Ye Chen turned around and walked out.

As soon as he walked a few steps, the voice of the shopkeeper came from behind him.

"Sir, please wait."

Ye Chen turned around and saw that he was holding two cigarettes in his hand, and at first glance, they were all good cigarettes.

"Sir, this is a little bit of my heart, and I apologize to you for my previous recklessness." The shop owner looked very respectful, he knew that if it weren't for Ye Chen's appearance, his fate might be miserable.

Ye Chen nodded, did not refuse, put away the two cigarettes and left.

Looking at Ye Chen's departing back, the shop owner muttered, "Master, master." ”