"Uncle boss, you are lucky."

In Zhang Chen's sight, a pale rotten arm was hanging weakly on the shoulder of the owner of the bun shop. After Zhang Chen stretched out his hand and touched the strange arm, the arm that was hanging suddenly opened his five fingers and grabbed Zhang Chen's wrist.

"Huh?" Zhang Chen, who had been prepared, split a mouth at the part of his right arm that was caught, and the long red tongue quickly stretched out and directly dragged his arm into another space inside the mouth, swallowing it without seeing.

"Boss, how long has your right shoulder hurt?" Zhang Chen knows that this ghost thing that haunts the boss has not been eradicated, although his current situation is not very good, but Zhang Chen's humanity as a human still exists, and this fat boss Zhang Chen must be saved.

The fat boss looked at Zhang Chen with a very surprised expression, and said slowly, "Young man, how can you see it?" I've had frozen shoulder for half a year, and I've been to a small clinic to ask the doctor to prescribe medicine, but I've been taking it for more than half a year and I haven't seen any effect. People like us don't dare to go to the big hospitals in the city, and they have to be my more than ten cages of big meat buns for a check-up at every turn, and the threshold is too high to go in, so we slowly drag it on."

The boss looked honest and put a basket of steamed buns on the ground on the steamer with a lot of effort.

"Uncle boss, I'm afraid that the relatives in your family also have physical abnormalities, right? I'll tell you the truth, I can help you with these things." Zhang Chen's tone of voice was very low, not like the words of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old youth.

"This ...... Brother. My wife's situation is indeed worse than mine, but the family is supported by me alone, and I have an eight-year-old baby to support in primary school. I really can't get the money or anything." The boss didn't disbelieve Zhang Chen's words, but thought that Zhang Chen would definitely need a lot of money to do these things, so he flatly refused.

"I don't have to charge money, so I should pay back the boss for five big meat buns." Zhang Chen said with a smile.

Zhang Chen looked at the boss with a hesitant look on his face, and understood that the boss still didn't believe in himself lightly, after all, most people would have some scruples about letting a stranger who had only talked for two or three sentences go to their house.

So Zhang Chen moved the fingers of his right hand. Behind the boss, the steamed buns that had not yet been put on the shelves automatically floated into the air and were accurately placed on top of the steamer.

"Are you...... Immortals?" The fat boss watched this incredible scene. The mouth opened widely, and he said that Zhang Chen was a fairy.

"Hehe, the gods don't dare to be, uncle boss. Just treat me as a charlatan. To tell you the truth, uncle, you provoked a more powerful ghost, and it is a blessing in misfortune that no one in your family has died now, and time is pressing. Don't do business this morning, I'll go with you to your house to have a look."

"My house is on this street, not far from the bun shop. I'm going to turn off the gas, Master, please wait a minute." When the fat boss heard Zhang Chen say this, his face turned purple with fright, and he changed the title of Zhang Chen's immortal to a master again.

When the boss uncle hurriedly tidied up the shop. Zhang Chen's brows furrowed slightly, and he looked at the wrist that was grabbed by the ghost hand before, because there was a foreign body under the skin of the wrist.

"Ceramic shards?" Zhang Chen stretched out his left hand. He made a small incision in his right wrist with his fingernails, and inserted his fingers under his skin, pinching out a two-centimeter-long and wide ceramic shard.

After the fat boss pulled down the roller shutter door, he took Zhang Chen with a humble face and walked in the direction of his house.

"Did anything happen at home before your frozen shoulder onset? For example, what did you do that hurt nature, or what did you see that you shouldn't have seen?"

"My daughter-in-law and I are both honest people from the countryside, how can we do anything hurtful. And this bun shop is also run by our husband and wife, and the people we see every day. The routes they took were exactly the same, and they didn't see anything they shouldn't see."

The fat boss carefully recalls the past.

"That's right. I remember three weeks before the onset of frozen shoulder, I saw a lot of antique news in the newspaper, saying that people could buy tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of antiques for a few yuan. I've also heard from the people next door who do business that there are a lot of vendors in the old town of Dujiang City who set up antique stalls there every weekend."

"I was thinking about giving it a try, and I think it's better than any lottery, right? I remember very well that it was Saturday, and after my daughter-in-law and I packed up the bun shop in the evening, we were going to go to the old city with 100 yuan to try our luck.

"By the time I got to the old town, it was brightly lit and the antique market was full of people like me trying to get something for nothing. At that time, there were a lot of people inside and outside each stall, and the stall owner said that his things were mysterious, but I only had 100 yuan on me, and if I started in a hurry, it wouldn't be interesting to go next, so I decided to look at all the stalls once."

"Time flies, and by the time I've walked around the antique market, it's almost nine o'clock in the evening. Many vendors have rolled up their stuff and left. At that time, I also thought about it, and I had to sell a lot of buns for this hundred yuan to earn it back. Just as I was burying my head and preparing to go home, I caught a glimpse of a strange stall owner."

"The stall owner is not like others who put all kinds of antiques on their own. Instead, he squatted on the ground, and in front of him was a blue and white porcelain in the shape of a vase, but there was a very obvious gap in the porcelain mouth. I thought back to the fact that I had just walked around the antique market and didn't mainly come to this stall owner, so I wondered if this stall owner had just arrived.".

[,！ "I saw that there was no one around the stall, so I squatted down and carefully observed the blue and white porcelain. Although I am not even an ordinary layman, I can see the delicacy of the texture on this porcelain, as if it was engraved by some master stroke by stroke. Even if it's a copy, it's a high fidelity."

"I'm a little tempted. But the thought of this stall owner coming to the market to sell only this one thing, although it is flawed, but the price must be very expensive. I saw no one around. So I asked the price of blue and white porcelain with a fluke mentality."

"Who knows, but the stall owner said that it only costs 100 yuan. I was stunned, and I took out the red ticket in my pocket and bought this blue and white porcelain."

"After I went home with this thing, I was first reprimanded by my daughter-in-law, saying that I spent money in vain to buy such a broken jar and go home. I thought it was worth it, and the next day I took it to a neighborhood who was old enough to collect antiques to verify the authenticity."

"I guessed it. Sure enough, it was an imitation, and the old neighbor said that although this imitation was a high imitation. But the most important bottle mouth is flawed, and the value is greatly reduced, about a hundred and eight dollars. And he said that he was willing to buy it from me for 150 yuan."

"I thought about it. It's not interesting to earn this fifty yuan, it's better to put it at home to add a literary atmosphere to our family. I simply put this blue and white porcelain back at home, fulfilling my daydream of making money without hard work, and living a normal life again. Then, my frozen shoulder, and my daughter-in-law's lumbar spondylosis, started in the third week after that."

After listening to the fat boss's story, Zhang Chen recalled the ceramic fragments that had not been submerged under his skin before, and it seemed that the blue and white porcelain sold by the fat boss was the main problem this time.

"Uncle boss, is there anything unusual about your child?"

"My boy is very healthy. Nothing ailments appeared. Our house is on the second floor of this house, and the master is really going to trouble you." The fat boss resignedly took Zhang Chen from the back staircase of a dilapidated four-story building to the second floor.

When the boss opened the door of his house, an eerie aura overflowed from the inside. It made Zhang Chen feel uncomfortable.

"Zhang Chen, a member of the bald team, opens the preface task of the fourth level of the death game - blue and white porcelain." A clown's voice sounded in Zhang Chen's ears, and obviously the uncle on the side didn't hear it.

"The completion of the pre-order mission will give you special items that will help to achieve the conditions of the fourth level, but only the trigger is allowed to complete it alone, if other team members interfere in the middle, the mission will be counted as a failure."

Zhang Chen couldn't help but be stunned, he didn't expect his enthusiasm to trigger the pre-order task of the final level. If you can get the so-called special items, it will definitely be of great help to the fourth level.

"Master...... Master?" The fat boss was stunned when he saw Zhang Chen enter the door. Immediately panicked, thinking that he had really provoked some great murder, and even the master was shocked.

"It's okay, the situation in your family is really bad, take me to see the blue and white porcelain you said first, right?"

"Okay, Master, come with me."

Zhang Chen followed the boss uncle towards the direction of the bedroom and briefly observed the house. The floor and walls are made of cement, there are no floor tiles and the walls are simply painted. The whole house is nearly 100 square meters, with a two-bedroom and one-living room structure.

"Master, this porcelain is here, on the left is our boy's room, and on the right is my daughter-in-law's room."

The fat boss stretched out his finger and pointed to it at the end of the hallway, where there was a bedroom on each side. A thigh-sized piece of blue and white porcelain stood there, its delicate stripes out of place in the house.

This scene made Zhang Chen feel a sense of déjà vu, remembering that the day before the start of the fifth middle school, he and Wang Yizhi and Xiaobai lived in the hotel outside the school, and the strange thing he encountered was also a big vase at the end of the corridor.

"Wang Dongliang, didn't you go to the bun shop? Why did you come back again, and the business was not done?" A high-pitched woman's voice came from the bedroom on the right, with a hint of helplessness and reprimand.

"Daughter-in-law, our family is evil, fortunately, we met a master who is willing to help us exorcise evil spirits for free." This fat boss is also an honest husband who is afraid of his wife, and explained kindly.

The boss's wife was sleeping on the bed with her body down at this time, Zhang Chen glanced into the bedroom, her eyes were stunned, where is this woman lumbar spondylosis, dozens of ceramic fragments of different sizes are inserted in the lumbar vertebrae on her back, and some even faintly submerged into the lumbar spine...... (To be continued)

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