In the morning, the old man instructed me to clean the inside and outside of Hesheng Zhai, and the dust on the corners was not spared.

The whole Hesheng Zhai is bright, but I am disgraced.

Lao Fang has been happily sitting on the side and watching me work, smoking a cigarette and drinking tea, very comfortable, just like the capitalists who exploited the poor in the old society.

There is also a back door in Hesheng Zhai, I don't know where it leads, the old party told me that it is a warehouse, I am not allowed to enter, and I don't need to clean it.

A seller of fake antiques, what is there to be careful in the warehouse?

Xu saw my disdain, and the old man mysteriously told me that the warehouse was full of genuine goods......

I believe you're a ghost!

Originally, I still thought about it, behave well, talk to the old party, let me live directly in the warehouse at night, not only save money but also watch the store for him, but now he said that it is full of real antiques, and I dare not live in it.

Near noon, a high-end looking sedan stopped at the door of Hesheng Zhai, and a white and fat man in his fifties came down from it, dressed like a successful person.

As soon as the white fat man got out of the car, he trotted to Lao Fang, took Lao Fang's hand and said, "Master Fang, you can save me!" All of what you said has come true, and you have to help me no matter what! ”

As he spoke, he pulled out a check from his pocket, with a 2 on it and a series of zeros on the back, which almost blinded me.

"Here are 200,000, as long as Master Fang you help me get through the difficulties, I will give another million!"

The white fat man was probably really scared, and he kept sweating on his head, so he wiped it twice.

The old man leaned back in his chair, looking embarrassed, and he didn't agree, but instead said a lot of nonsense such as "Buddha is destined to be a person, and medicine will not die of disease".

Because I was standing on the side, I could see very clearly, under the old man's lowered eyelids, a pair of small eyes swept the check no less than three times!

The white fat man gritted his teeth, took out a checkbook from his handbag, and wrote another 500,000 yuan.

"Master Fang, this is a little bit of my heart, after the incident, there will still be a million."

Fang Fatzi clicked his lips and said reluctantly: "Boss Li, you are too polite, our relationship hurts feelings when talking about money." Lao Fang, I am not a person who will not be saved when I see death, I am desperate to lose three years of yang life, let's go with you! ”

As he spoke, he put both checks into his pocket without a trace.

This Nima, with his mouth, will pit 1.7 million people?

That's a lot of money, isn't it?

My eyelids jumped as I watched from the sidelines, because I had a prejudice against the old party in my heart, and I subconsciously thought that this product was a liar, that Boss Li, I was afraid that I was fooled by him.

Lao Fang got into Boss Li's car, went out to work, left me alone to watch the store, and specially told me that no one should sell anything......

This is special, it is clearly a weak heart, afraid that others will buy fake antiques and turn back to him to settle accounts!

With such a person, why should my grandfather trust him, and let me come to him for refuge when he is in the most dangerous situation?

I sat alone behind the counter, staring out the door to pass the time.

Although the boulevard is full of bars and nightclubs, there are few people hanging around in this daytime, not to mention that Hesheng Zhai is located at the corner of the street, not to mention that people come to buy antiques, even there is no one passing by the door.

Thinking about my situation, I feel irritable.

Grandpa is nowhere to be found, and I was chased and killed by Chen Ying and Gray Eyes, like a lost dog.

The only thing I can count on is Bu Nishang, who has a yin contract with me, but looking at her like that, it's not safe.

Besides, I, a big man, still need a woman to protect me, I always feel weird, I feel like eating soft rice, not to mention, people Bu Nishang is not happy.

If I also knew how to use some means to become the warlock that my grandfather said, wouldn't I have the power to protect myself?

Even if it's at the same level as the third uncle and grandfather, you don't have to be like now, you can't figure it out like a headless fly.

Suddenly, I remembered the book my grandfather left me, the "Funeral Catalogue"!

That book looks extraordinary, and with the solemnity with which my grandfather handed it to me, could it be that it contains very powerful methods?

I have always carried the funeral catalogue with me, so I immediately took it out and looked through it carefully.

The whole book is made of unknown thin leather, which is extremely elegant, and the crooked symbols in it make the eyes of the reader dizzy.

My mind moved, and I remembered the talisman that my third uncle and grandfather gave me, and took it out and compared it, the runes on it were very similar to the symbols in the Burial Heaven Catalog.

I thought, the symbols in the Burial Heaven Catalogue are also a kind of runes, and this book can't see people, so I might as well draw the symbols inside and see if anyone recognizes them.

Finding a pen and paper, I sat alone in Hesheng Zhai and began to copy the symbols in the Funeral Heaven Catalogue, I kept a thought, and instead of copying them in order, I shuffled the order of those runes.

Not only did the runes look weird, but it was extremely difficult to copy.

I always feel that every time I put down the pen, there is a kind of resistance, and after tossing for a long time, I can't even draw a complete rune!

I have a stubborn temperament, and I have long forgotten my original intention, and I only want to draw a rune completely.

These runes are very weird, all of them are written down, there is no pause, as long as the stroke is not drawn, it is immediately vented, even I, a person who doesn't understand anything, can feel that once it stops, something in the rune disappears.

I tossed until noon, and I don't know if practice makes perfect, or shit luck, and finally let me draw a complete rune!

When this rune was drawn in its entirety, I felt that my spirit had been sucked away a lot, and all of it had entered that rune!

That's weird, isn't it? However, I know in my heart that this Burial Heaven Catalogue is really not ordinary, and the runes in it are really useful!

After looking at the time, it was already half past twelve, I packed up all my things, left only the complete rune, closed the door, and went out to find a place to eat.

It wasn't until four o'clock in the afternoon that the old man was sent back by Boss Li's car, only to see that the goods were full of oil, and he didn't know what good things he had eaten at noon, and he looked like a proud villain.

Seeing the white paper with runes on the counter I threw on the counter, Lao Fang was stunned for a moment.

"Come on, Xiao Dongzi, you painted this thing?"

I was pretending to be holding a rag and gesturing, and when I heard the old man call me, I was also in a trance, this old liar, do you know that rune?