As soon as I heard it, the old lady also didn't look very clear, and I thought to myself, don't waste this time, it's a big deal to come back next time, anyway, Qin Ruxue's family is here, is it possible that she can still run away monk?

With that in mind, I greeted the old lady and turned and went downstairs.

Rather unlucky, I came all the way to the old town, not only did I not get it done, but there was still a long time before the evening. I was thinking about what to do next, but a thought suddenly popped into my head.

I remember that there was a large farmers' market in the old town, which was famous throughout Shuanghe City, and if nothing else, there should be a place to buy all the utensils needed to summon spirits.

And today happened to be the market day, so I was idle and had nothing to do anyway, so I decided to go shopping by the way, and I should give myself a half-day off.

But I'm not a local, I'm not very familiar with the route, and because I don't know the specific distance, I'm reluctant to take a taxi over, I'm afraid that before I can walk a few steps, the driver will tell me to get to the destination, isn't this a waste of money?

Ask passers-by, three or two sentences are not clear, but it is easy to confuse yourself, simply take out your mobile phone and use the electronic map to navigate, after all, the user experience last time was not bad.

According to the digital map, I was separated from the farmer's market a few blocks away, and it took about ten minutes to walk there, which made me feel that I was actually closer.

Because it was a market day, I could hear the sound of boiling people, but as I got closer, I found that there were not as many pedestrians on the street as I imagined.

I didn't know where to start, so I walked from street to end of street and didn't find anything that caught my attention.

And after wandering around for a while, I think it's better to buy all the things you need to use for the conjuring first, so as not to get panicked.

In the end, I casually found a shop that sold white supplies, and as soon as I entered the store, all kinds of wreaths and paper figures came into view, which corresponded to that idiom, and there were a lot of dazzling colors.

The next thing I saw was a little boy, lying crookedly on the counter writing his homework, but his eyes were wandering, and most of his attention was not on studying.

"Little handsome guy, are you here?" I coughed, trying to get the little boy's attention.

In fact, the little boy had already noticed me, and when he heard me calling him, he quickly threw away the pencil in his hand, turned back and shouted, "Master, there is a guest coming." ”

"Don't worry...... Don't worry, Xiao Wei, you let the guests see for themselves what they want first. Soon there was a response, an old man's voice, as if he was constipated.

I followed the sound and found that there is a door behind the store, which should lead to the backyard, which is a typical architectural style of the front shop and the back house, similar to the old handmade workshop.

"My grandfather let you watch it casually, but I told you, don't buy it, don't touch it." The little boy walked out from behind the counter and stared at me unkindly.

I'm really amused, how old is this little kid, so snobbish, it's not like I didn't hear his grandfather's words, but when he passed it on, it completely changed his taste.

But I can't bother with him, so I just looked around, not to mention that the paper figures and paper horses in this store are really good, the nose and the eyes are vivid, at first glance, it looks like the real thing.

"This guest, are you going to buy a coffin or an urn? We can give away incense candles, paper money. ”

I was still looking at the paper figures, an old man in his seventies and eighties who came from the courtyard behind the shop, leaning over and looking at me with a smile.

I was stunned for a moment, and said in my heart that no wonder that little kid can't speak, the co-authorship is inherited from the family, if it is a normal person, is there an old man who talks like this?

"Boss, do I have to buy a coffin or an urn? Can't you just buy something else? I couldn't help but twitch at the corners of my mouth.

To be honest, if you meet a bad-tempered lord, it is estimated that it will be light to scold him. If you think about it, if a person who opens the door to do business opens his mouth and asks the customer whether he wants a coffin or an urn, isn't he deliberately cursing the dead?

But the old man didn't seem to realize his own problem, and completely ignored my dissatisfied tone, and still smiled: "You don't want a coffin and an urn?" So what's going to happen? ”

I guessed that my face must be ugly at this time, and I wondered if the old man in front of me really knew how to do business. Forget it, forget it. Dealing with him as an old man will only show that he is not strong enough.

But this shop is really wonderful, no matter how old or young, they are all ruthless characters who can make their hearts a little smaller in two or three sentences.

"Give me 50 yuan of incense and candle paper money first, if you have hemp rope, you can also pull it for me, 10 meters is enough, but it can't be broken." I thought about it and made a list of things I thought I could buy at this store.

The old man nodded as he listened, repeating what I had said and confirming, "Just incense, candles, paper money, and hemp rope?" ”

I was reminded by him that I almost forgot about it, so I asked them if there were any white paper lanterns here, or if they could summon the soul bell.

"There are no white paper lanterns." The old man shook his head, his eyes changed a little when he saw me, but it was only a matter of moments, and asked, "But what do you want the Soul Bell for?" ”

I didn't want to explain to him more, so I said, "What are you not doing, can't you buy it back and play with it as a toy?" ”

The old man snorted coldly after hearing this, and said that if I buy it back and play it, then there will be no soul bell in his store.

Burst!!!

If it weren't for the traditional virtues of respecting the old and loving the young, I really wanted to kick the old man's feet, and if I didn't scold two sentences, wouldn't it be interesting to tease me? It almost didn't suffocate me from my internal injuries.

Yes, even if I'm afraid of him, who made him a master! But seriously, the soul bell is really hard to get, it belongs to the category of magic weapons, in order to avoid bad luck, it is basically not sold in normal stores.

Originally, I wanted to try my luck at those antique shops and ask the old man if he had any, but at best I only asked in passing, and I didn't have much hope.

But Creation is so fond of making people, who would have thought that in this seemingly ordinary store, there would really be such a special product as the Soul Bell for sale.

"Master, I'm not satisfied with you, I'm a Mr. Yin and Yang, and I really didn't buy the soul bell to play, but to help a victim." The things in the antique store have their own aura, and even if there is a soul bell, it is estimated that the price will be raised to a sky-high price by the unscrupulous boss.

But this white goods store is different, the owner is an old man, and he doesn't look like a profiteer, and the price shouldn't be too expensive.

So I didn't care about face or anything, I couldn't eat it anyway, so I immediately changed my mouth, and at the same time expressed my attitude, promising not to use the soul bell to do bad things.

"Well, that's right." The old man's tone was not flat: "I may have remembered by mistake just now, and I remembered that I don't have the bell you said in this store." ”

I was immediately full of black lines, and I was already convinced that the old man was challenging my bottom limit, but cultivators can't just get angry, if they feel angry, it means that they haven't reached home yet.

In this way, I let go of my clenched fist and said slowly: "Master, since there is none, then forget it." Just pack me with incense, candles, paper money, and hemp rope. ”

The old man hummed to himself, saying that he would let me wait, and then turned and went into the courtyard in the middle.