I was thinking nonsense on the side, and I didn't pay attention to the time, and the paper figure stood on the side and didn't open his mouth to interrupt my thoughts, until I heard a sound of footsteps, and I came back to my senses.

When I turned around, I saw a middle-aged male ghost who looked to be in his forties, of course, in Yinsi, you can't tell the actual age of the ghost by looking at your face.

I saw that this male ghost was wearing a moon-white cardigan robe, embroidered with large cloud patterns with silver silk threads, a azure belt around his waist, embroidered with blue and white silk threads, a black hair tied to the top of his head with a crown, two cloth belts of the same color as the belt hanging down on both sides, and a pair of lake-blue thin-soled cloth boots on his feet, with a clear face, deep eyes, and a smile on his mouth, but I found that the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes.

I looked at him, and I knew that this was a real old ghost, who had existed in Yin Si for an unknown number of years.

I clasped my hands into fists, saluted him, and asked, "Your Excellency is the owner of this shop?" ”

The old ghost raised his hand and replied, "It's here, I don't know what Xiaoyou needs?" I, a slave, did not dare to make my own decisions, so I was invited. ”

There was not much surprise in his tone, and it was estimated that this kind of old ghost who had been in the Yin Si for an unknown number of years did not have much to surprise him.

I said to him straight to the point: "The kid needs good green tea in the yang world, I heard that you have it here, so I dare to come and ask you for some." ”

After spending these days in the Yin Division, I also clearly know how valuable things from the yang world are, although the things in the yang world have yang energy and popularity, but it is precisely because of these that they are doubly valuable.

The ghosts of the Yin Division can strengthen themselves by absorbing the Yin Qi, but it is not good for themselves to have too much Yin Qi, which requires something with Yang Qi to neutralize it, which makes those things that come down from the Yang World a little in short supply, and only those ghosts who have no intention of cultivating and will soon be reincarnated will not take those things seriously.

Often when a ghost is reincarnated, the things he leaves behind will be snatched up by several forces, some of these things will be absorbed and used by themselves, some will be given to their subordinates, and some of the rest, or those that have little effect on themselves, will be sold by them to the store and exchanged for other resources.

And this shop opened by this male ghost is a shop that specializes in selling those who have great mana and can't look down on the yang world. Although those with great mana can't look down on it, it is still very attractive to some ordinary imps.

The shopkeeper was a little surprised when he heard my words, raised his eyes and looked me up and down, and said with a smile: "Boy, do you know what the price of this good green tea from above is, so you rushed over to ask for it?" I think you're just a new ghost who just died, and you don't have the financial resources to get it. ”

The ghost shopkeeper's words made me a little confused, it was just some green tea, did it still need a lot of money?

The ghost shopkeeper originally thought that I was sent by one of his opponents to make trouble for him, but now seeing my puzzled look, he himself was puzzled first, could it be that he was too careful and misunderstood something?

Thinking of this, the ghost shopkeeper opened his mouth and asked, "Which way did the little brother come from?" Coming here just to buy some green tea? ”

I thought he had asked me which way I had come from, so I replied, "Right in front of me, on Guikou Street, where I live, not far from here." I just wanted to buy some good green tea for one of my elders. ”

Cui Fujun has existed in Yin Si for tens of thousands of years, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is one of my elders, right?! I hope Cui Fujun doesn't blame me when he finds out.

"Is it really just to buy green tea? Regular green tea? The ghost shopkeeper's tone was a little puzzled.

I don't know what he's wondering, but I'm really confused, don't I just want to buy some green tea to drink? As for being so vigilant? Even if I pause, I can feel that the old ghost in front of me is wary of me, not hostile, but definitely wary of me.

Could it be that this green tea is so rare? Just want to buy some to make people wary of me? If that's the case, I'd better not buy the provincial one and get into trouble.

Thinking of this, I made up my mind, "Since the shopkeeper is so precious about these green teas, I think he is also a tea lover, and the gentleman does not take the favor of others, so the kid will not bother, and the kid will go elsewhere to see." ”

With that, I turned around and walked out of the store, looking for the shop next to me.

Seeing me go out, the ghost shopkeeper who was in the house came back to his senses, thought of what I said last, knew that he had misunderstood, and hurriedly chased him out. I looked at it, but found that I had gone away, and returned to the store with a wry smile, I was a real misunderstanding, thinking of the address I said just now, I hurriedly asked my paper servant to bring a small bag of ordinary green tea to my door and wait.

But I don't know any of this, and I'm standing in front of a shop with a bag of green tea in my hand on my way home, and I really don't understand what the ghost shopkeeper was thinking.

Before I reached the door, I saw a large group of ghosts gathered in front of my house, and there were many people who were talking to each other.

As I've said before, ghost lives are not much different from humans except for some monotony, and they naturally gossip a lot, of course, if these gossips have nothing to do with me, I'm happy to intervene.

But now it's obvious that this gossip is related to me, otherwise, why are all these ghosts gathered in front of my house?

I held the tea bag and shouted "let me go, let me pass" while trying to squeeze inside. As a result, the ghosts surrounding the gate of my house were thrown off one by one, and no one wanted to move, and they thought I was squeezing them, and scolded me one by one.

I watched it squeeze for a long time, I was still in the outermost part of the ghost circle, I didn't know what was going on inside, so I had to stand on the outermost periphery and shout with my hands on my hips: "Get out of the way, this is my home!" ”

Well, this voice worked, from the inside out, the layers of ghosts all looked back at me, can you imagine the feeling of the layers of seventy or eighty faces or white, or blue, or leaking eyes, or a group of ghosts with holes in their heads all looking at you with their green eyes?

Anyway, I was watched with a handstand, and I was covered in a cold sweat. As I held the tea bag, I forced a smile on my face and squeezed between them and said, "I'm sorry, this is my house." "I'm sorry, that's my house in there." "Oh, I'm sorry I didn't see your hand on the ground."

I accidentally stepped on the hand of a ghost whose arm fell to the ground, and I hurriedly crouched down and picked it up for him.

Finally squeezed into the encirclement of these ghosts, the cold sweat on my body was dry and wet, and I guess my face must be worse than a ghost.

At my doorstep, I saw the reason why these ghosts were not going to walk around the gate of my house.

A paper figure in a cardigan coat is standing respectfully on the side of the door of my house.