Early in the morning, Bai Xiaofeng woke up early.

It's the weekend, so I don't have to go to school.

Bai Xiaofeng decided to go outside and buy some materials to repair the pitch-black copper bell.

This black copper bell is already in a broken state is already a magic weapon of the lower grade of the yellow rank, if it is repaired completely, the grade will rise a little, and even if he doesn't use it himself, he can sell it and make a lot of money.

The experience of repairing the magic weapon, he learned a lot from the master, that is, the lack of materials, as long as the materials are prepared properly, the pitch-black copper bell is equivalent to the successful repair.

Bai Xiaofeng didn't call Chen Ling'er either, there was such a big misunderstanding last night, and today it is estimated that the girl will not give him a good look, and he can't touch his nose.

After leaving the villa, Bai Xiaofeng walked for half an hour and finally walked out of the villa area.

After finding a taxi, he inquired about the location of the funeral street, and then got in the car directly and asked Master to take him there.

An hour and a half later, the car stopped at the corner of the funeral street.

Bai Xiaofeng got out of the car, fiddled with his satchel, and then walked down the street.

This street encompasses almost the entire Marina City of the dead man's business, and at a glance, the street is lined with funeral shops.

It was close to noon, but the street was still deserted, as if it were not as prosperous as the other streets.

However, who has nothing to do and run the funeral street to go shopping?

Bai Xiaofeng walked in curiously all the way, there were all kinds of paper people and paper houses at the door of these stores, and there were strings of gold and silver ingots tied with paper on the beams, looking like "magnificent and luxurious".

In some of the stores, there are people buying things, and the owners are also enthusiastically selling them.

However, Bai Xiaofeng did not enter these shops, but put his hands in his trouser pockets and continued to walk deeper into the street.

"Tsk...... It's quite magnificent.,There's a color TV and a sports car.,Do you really think you can receive it below? ”

Seeing a middle-aged couple walking out with a large pile of paper tie items, and a young man pushing a cart of paper tie items behind him, Bai Xiaofeng pursed his lips and muttered: "When people are alive, they are not kind to people, and when they die, it is a waste to make so many things." ”

The hierarchy of the underworld is strict, and it is not as loose and free as imagined, even if it is a sacrifice burned by the ghost's family members in the yang world, it will not go directly to the hands of the ghost.

Instead, it will be uniformly collected and managed by the prefecture, and then distributed.

As for how many ghosts can be allocated, it depends on how well they mingle in the underworld.

Others didn't know about this, but Bai Xiaofeng knew that it was still what the unscrupulous master told him before.

When someone died in the village, the master just burned a few pieces of yellow paper and it was okay, and it would not be so "extravagant and wasteful" at all.

After walking for more than ten minutes, Bai Xiaofeng suddenly stopped, looked at a storefront on the corner, and then grinned: "This is it." ”

This shop is very remote, it is already the last one on this street, the store is also very small, it is estimated that there are only more than 20 square meters, and there is only a pair of golden boys and girls at the door of the store, and there is a string of gold ingots hanging on the beams, compared with other stores, it looks very shabby.

The reason why Bai Xiaofeng was attracted was because there was a red lantern hanging on the beam of this shop.

In the funeral street, even if there are lanterns hanging on the beams, there are white lanterns hanging on them, and a red lantern is hung on the top, which is particularly eye-catching.

However, Bai Xiaofeng came for this red lantern.

At this time, an old man was sitting on a deck chair at the door, basking in the sun and dozing off.

The old man was wearing a gray cloth coat, his clothes were very shabby, and there were a few patches, the old man's hair was gray and unkempt like grass, his face was sallow, and he was skinny, especially his hands, which seemed to be skin and bones.

"Grandpa." Bai Xiaofeng walked up to the old man and shouted with a smile: "I want to buy something." ”

The old man opened a slit in his eyes slightly, glanced at him, then waved his hand, and said impatiently: "Buy a hammer to drop something, go next door to buy it, they have a lot of things, don't disturb the sleepiness." ”

Mother's Hippie's!

This is the first time I have seen the boss push the door-to-door business out.

Bai Xiaofeng touched his nose and smiled: "There are many things next door, but there are no things in your house, grandpa." ”

As soon as these words came out, the dozing old man opened his eyes suddenly, stared at Bai Xiaofeng strangely, and then rubbed his crotch fiercely with his right hand, grinned and showed a mouthful of smoky teeth, and said, "I can't see that you are still an insider." ”

"Just kidding, I'm not only an insider, I'm a genius." Bai Xiaofeng's waist straightened, boasted confidently, and pointed to the red lantern above his head: "Bai Shi hangs a red light, trading is an expert, old man, your store is the authentic façade of the whole street." ”

This is a rule in the yin and yang world, if it is a store with real skills, a red lantern will be hung on the beam of the house to facilitate the notification of experts who are also real skills.

After all, there are too many copycats these days, even if they sell dead people's things, they are also a lot of copycat facades.

"Cut...... Bragging, bragging, okay, come in with the forehead. The old man gave him a blank look, rubbed his crotch fiercely, and then stood up and walked into the store.

Bai Xiaofeng followed into the store, and as soon as he entered the store, he suddenly shrugged his nose and muttered, "Huh! Why does it smell earthy? ”

As he spoke, his brows furrowed slightly, then he glanced at the old man's back, smiled and rubbed his hands.

"What do you want?" At this time, the old man turned around and asked.

"I want a lot of things, all on this list." Bai Xiaofeng followed in, took out a list that had been listed a long time ago and handed it to the old man.

The old man glanced at the list, his face changed, and he said in surprise: "The mud at the bottom of the grave, Chen coffin, are you going to repair the magic weapon?" These two things are the two materials necessary to repair the magic weapon. ”

"Yo, the old man has a good eye!" Bai Xiaofeng was also a little surprised, repairing the magic weapon was originally an extremely difficult job, there were very few people in the Yin and Yang Realm, of course, there were even fewer people who could see at a glance that the material was used to repair the magic weapon.

"Heh, it's not that I blow to you, I have been practicing hard for thirty years, and I have mastered the ability to repair the magic weapon, what materials can't be seen?" The old man took a handful of crotch in his right hand and said proudly.

Bai Xiaofeng scratched his head: "Thirty years? What are you doing, old man? It's so simple, I think my master will make up for it once. ”

“……”

The corner of the old man's mouth twitched, and he glanced at Bai Xiaofeng with disdain, pretending to compare, this kid must be pretending!

He knows how to repair the magic weapon, of course, he also knows the difficulty of repairing the magic weapon, this ability, the knowledge of yin and yang metaphysics that needs to be involved is too wide, and he can't learn it at all without more than ten or twenty years of immersion.

As far as the age of the kid in front of him is less than twenty years old, if he can repair the magic weapon, will it be possible for Lao Tzu to mix with the dog in the past thirty years?

However, the old man didn't say it directly, they are all peers, this kid pretends to be better, there is no reason to do business to death, the materials on the list are ready, but hundreds of thousands, this is a big order.

It's done, enough for him to eat for months.

The reason why he didn't bother with Bai Xiaofeng just now was because he regarded Bai Xiaofeng as an ordinary dead person in the family, so he was too lazy to take care of it.

After all, he doesn't make money by selling ordinary funeral supplies in this store, and it is definitely not comparable to those bewitching sluts next door, how can he not be arrogant?

Thinking about it, the old man continued to look at the list, and when he saw the last material, he suddenly exclaimed: "Three hundred years of thunder splitting the coffin nail, the offspring, what about you to make up the atomic bomb?" Such a difficult material costs 300,000 yuan each, which we don't have in our store. ”

"None? Alright then, let's get the rest of the stuff done first. Bai Xiaofeng frowned, and was not too surprised, "I'll figure out another way for this thing." ”

These three hundred years of thunder split coffin nails are indeed difficult to find, three hundred years of coffin nails are easy to find, but what he needs is thunder struck, this is difficult to find, before he came, he didn't have hope for these three hundred years of thunder split coffin nails, just want to try his luck.

But the three-hundred-year-old thunderbolt coffin nail is the most critical material for repairing the pitch-black copper bell, and only with it can the pitch-black copper bell be repaired to the state when it was at its peak.

Of course, he can also replace it with other materials, but the result of repairing it in that way will be greatly discounted, and the price will be greatly discounted if it is taken out and sold.

Bai Xiaofeng has never been the master of losses, and this kind of self-pit is even more impossible to do it.

Seeing that Bai Xiaofeng didn't answer his words, the old man pursed his mouth, and didn't continue to ask, turned around and walked into the back room, and soon, he came out with a big box and put it on the table.

Then, he took the computer and pressed it a few times, and said to Bai Xiaofeng: "Oh, everything is inside, a total of 180,000, credit card or cash?" ”

As soon as the words fell, Bai Xiaofeng suddenly grinned: "What card?" What cash to pay? Uncle Ben never gives money to buy things. ”

As he spoke, he smiled and stretched out his right hand to the old man: "Not only will I not give you money, but also, Uncle Ben will give you a chance, and you will give me money." ”

The old man's body shook, his expression became angry, and he pulled out the crotch of his pants with his right hand, and scolded: "MMP, the posterior, deliberately came to smash the forehead drop field, are you afraid that you want to die?" ”