"Dead Man's Street?" Lin Zhe frowned, looked at Li Qing, and asked, "Is there such a place in Nancheng?" ”

"Yes." Li Qing nodded and said, "However, calling this street the Street of the Dead is the name of our locals. ”

"Why is it called that?"

Li Qing's face was solemn and said: "Because on this street, all the supplies sold are dead people's supplies, such as some tie paper, ingots, or coffins and shrouds. ”

When Lin Zhe heard this, he immediately understood, smiled, and said, "There is a special street for selling these things?" ”

This surprised him a little.

If it is said that the place where bars gather is called bar street, and the place where snacks gather is called snack street, Lin Zhe can understand it.

However, the shops that sell dead people's supplies are also concentrated on one street?

Li Qing glanced at Lin Zhe and said, "This is not surprising, you must know that people have always been taboo about places that sell dead people's supplies, so ...... This type of shop will only go to those who need it, and it is absolutely impossible for those who don't need it to enter. ”

Lin Zhe nodded and said, "If a person is idle, he may go to the mall, but no one will be idle and go to the shroud shop." ”

When Li Qing heard this, he couldn't help laughing and said, "Yes, so, this type of store doesn't need to be opened on some popular streets, you know...... In popular streets, shop rents will not be cheap, and in such streets, people go to shop purely for food and clothes, and no one will enter the shops that sell dead people's goods, so this type of store will choose some shops with cheaper rents and more remote environments, and no one who does other business will want to put their own shop next to a store that sells dead people's goods...... Over time, everything that was done on this street became the business of the dead...... Paper shop, coffin shop, shroud shop...... The locals of Nancheng called this street the Street of the Dead. ”

In any city, the busiest street will never have a shop selling dead people's goods.

If you don't believe me, you can check out the pedestrian streets of your city.

There are Adi stores and Nike stores, but if there is really a shroud shop, I am afraid it will make people look away.

No one will sit idle and go to the Dead Man's Street.

But tonight, Lin Zhe and Li Qing are going to go shopping.

At this time, it was about eight or nine o'clock in the night.

This time is the busiest time in the southern city.

But even so, the Dead Man's Street is empty and very quiet.

Lin Zhe and Li Qing stood at the entrance of the street and looked inside.

The long streets, with no end in sight, are pitch black, and there are no street lights, which is very weird.

On the street, don't say it's a human figure, not even a ghost, I can't see it.

The shops in the street, although they are all lit with micro lights, but the signboard hanging at the door is not at all inconspicuous, unlike the shops that do other business, I can't wait to make the store's signboard ten meters long and wide, and it is best to put a lamp, which flashes at night, for fear that others will not see it.

"You mean, the caster who performed the Hidden Killing Technique last night was on this street?"

Looking at the dark streets, Li Qing seemed to hesitate for a moment and asked.

Lin Zhe nodded and said, "Not bad." ”

Generally speaking, the owner of a shop that does the business of the dead is usually not an ordinary person.

But as long as he is a normal person, who would want to do this business?

Many folk practitioners, such as some Taoist priests and casual cultivators, will open a paper tie shop, a shroud shop, or a coffin shop when they are old and have no skills themselves.

They sell things to the living, but they use them on the bodies of the dead, and they have been exposed to this type of things for a long time, plus the place where the store is located, it is usually gloomy, and the yin qi is heavier, and if you want to change to a normal person, you will be depressed in a few years.

Doing the business of the dead is like Jiang Taigong fishing, and those who wish to take the bait.

"Let's go."

After Lin Zhe finished speaking, he walked into the street.

Li Qing followed behind him.

The two of them looked at the shops on both sides of the street.

On the street, there are two magic weapon shops, of course, what they sell are not the magic weapons of cultivators, but some tools used in funerals, such as some order flags, guiding lights and other things.

I don't know why, this street is particularly gloomy and cold.

It seems that the wind from other places, blowing on this street, will also be colder and cooler.

Li Qing couldn't help but shudder, shrunk his neck, and asked, "On the map, which store is the cinnabar dot?" ”

"It should be the second road, the shop at the intersection."

Lin Zhe said, his expression was solemn, and he stepped up his steps and walked forward.

After a short time, the two came to the intersection of the second road.

At the intersection, there are two shops, one on the left and one on the right.

On the left, there is a paper tie shop, selling some ingots, paper money, paper people, shrouds and the like.

The signboard of the store is crooked, it seems to be some years, the store doesn't seem to care, the handwriting on the top has long faded, faintly, only the words "Ayuan Zha Paper Shop" can be seen, as for the series of phone numbers below, but it has long been unclear.

At the door, there is a gossip mirror, and at the two ends of the gossip mirror, two pieces of rune paper are pasted.

Lin Zhe stood there, staring at the rune paper for a few seconds, and muttered, "This shop is a member of the Xuanhuang faction. ”

Different sects have different ways of drawing runes.

A sect, the spells on the talismans, and the way of sealing, have their own unique style.

Li Qing frowned, a little surprised, and said, "Daomen? ”

Lin Zhe shook his head and said, "No, the Xuanhuang Sect is a folk sect, but many of their magic inheritances originate from the Daomen, and the gods they worship are also the gods of the Daomen, so ...... When you go in, you'll meet the store. ”

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After that, he didn't hesitate at the moment, and walked towards the paper shop.

The paper shop is not big, and it is only about ten square meters.

Inside, there are all kinds of goods, and at first glance, it looks like a mess.

In the southeast, there is a shrine dedicated to a statue of Taishang Laojun.

On the counter of the shop, a round lamp was on, and the whole small shop was dark and dark, but there was no figure to be seen.

"Is anyone there?" Lin Zhe shouted.

No one responded.

Lin Zhe and Li Qing glanced at each other, and had some doubts in their hearts, where did the store go?

Before Lin Zhe and Li Qing came back to their senses, they only heard a "bang".

In the dark corner of the wall, a pile of paper ingots fell one after another, and a human head came out of the paper pile, and said with a smile: "Someone, someone...... Two gentlemen, what do you want to buy? ”