Chapter 122: Custom? Dead man's order

"Brother Gang, do you believe that there are ghosts in this world?" Zhao Jiayuan asked.

Yang Gang didn't think about it, nodded, and said, "I don't just believe it, I've also seen it, in an ancient tomb." When Yang Gang mentioned the ancient tomb, his face turned pale, as if he had experienced something terrible in the ancient tomb.

"Since you've seen it, I don't have to hide it from you, I'm just going in to destroy the ghost of the tomb owner." Zhao Jiayuan said.

Yang Gang's eyes shrank for a while, and his eyes looked at Zhao Jiayuan with more admiration.

"Okay, I've decided, I'll go in with you." Yang Gang said.

"Brother Gang, then you can make a price." Zhao Jiayuan asked.

"Brother, you have called me a brother, can I still collect your money, not to mention that you also promised me to remove the yin qi from my body, you didn't even ask me for money, can I still ask you as a brother!" Yang Gang said happily, the yin qi on his body has tormented him for many years, and it is more important than anything else to be able to clear it.

"Okay, then it's troublesome Brother Gang." Zhao Jiayuan was also very happy in his heart, he didn't expect to meet a master here, it seems that he will be much safer to enter the tomb, of course, excluding that powerful female ghost.

"Wrap it up on my brother, you wait a minute, I'll come out right away." Yang Gang patted his chest and said, and then walked into the back room.

After a while, Yang Gang walked out of it, carrying a large rectangular green bag in his hand.

Zhao Jiayuan didn't ask what was in the bag, I think it was also some tools used in tomb robbery, and took a few pairs of rubber shoes, flashlights, and some other necessary props from the store, Yang Gang didn't agree when he paid the money, Zhao Jiayuan was not hypocritical, and moved the things to Yang Gang's car with a smile.

There were some more important things that he didn't buy, so Zhao Jiayuan gave the address to Yang Gang, and then drove to the crematorium, because only there could you really buy licensed goods.

On the way, Zhao Jiayuan called Su Zhiyuan to ask how the situation was there, but Su Zhiyuan's voice was very heavy, saying that he hadn't seen the tomb after digging for almost an hour.

Zhao Jiayuan simply told Su Zhiyuan about the matter, and said that they would wait for Yang Gang's arrival, buy some necessary goods by themselves, and then arrive.

An hour's drive to Zhao Jiayuan came to the largest crematorium in N City, and of course it is also the most remote place in N City, and it looks like it is almost to the countryside.

Next to the crematorium is the white thing, and both sides of the street are full of white things, paper people, wreaths, etc., placed in front of the store to attract customers.

Zhao Jiayuan parked the car aside and walked in alone.

If you look inside from one end, there are more than a dozen shops open.

The road was sprinkled with paper money, a gust of wind blew, the paper money swirled in the air with the wind, and it was very depressed, many shops had closed, and it was difficult for the dead to do business, and there was so much competition that some shops perished in this competition and had to close their doors.

The more you go inside, the more depressed it becomes, and some paper figures are messily placed at the door of the closed shop, which are all abandoned, stretching out their arms as if they are soliciting customers, looking at people's scalps tingling.

There is no one on this street, think about normal people who have nothing to do to come to this obscure place.

Zhao Jiayuan stopped at the door of a shop called "Private Custom", with a bamboo pole inserted under the eaves, and a paper money string made of paper money tied to the bamboo pole floated in the air, making a "rustling" sound.

Zhao Jiayuan intuitively told himself that this store was exactly what he was looking for.

Walking into the store, Zhao Jiayuan looked around, the room was a little gray, and there were items for the dead inside.

"Is the boss there?" Zhao Jiayuan saw that no one was exchanging.

A woman dressed as a demon walked out, her face was pale, her lips were coated with a thick layer of red lipstick, she was wearing a cheongsam, and the kind with a big slit was the kind that the woman could see the snow white of her thighs when she walked.

The woman held a very small folding fan in her hand, just like the one used by Sister Yao in ancient times.

"Little brother, what do you want?" The woman said in a soul-hooking voice.

Zhao Jiayuan looked directly at the woman who came out, and the woman exuded a very strong yin qi, and the woman in front of her was not a human but a ghost.

"You're not the boss, are you?" Zhao Jiayuan asked deliberately.

The female ghost froze slightly, covered her mouth with a folding fan, and giggled: "Little brother, I'm the boss." ”

After speaking, he walked towards Zhao Jiayuan, Zhao Jiayuan frowned slightly, although the woman exuded a strong yin qi, but Zhao Jiayuan did not feel a little evil aura from her, proving that this female ghost is a good ghost.

The female ghost walked around Zhao Jiayuan, and a strong smell of perfume came, Zhao Jiayuan couldn't help it, and sneezed.

Who knew that the female ghost actually said: "Little brother, why do you catch a cold, why don't you come into the house with me to warm up." ”

After speaking, I wanted to pull Zhao Jiayuan.

When the female ghost hand just touched Zhao Jiayuan's hand, she suddenly let out an "ah" cry, quickly retracted her hand, stepped back again and again, and looked at Zhao Jiayuan with a look of fear.

In fact, Zhao Jiayuan had already completed the "ghost killing spell" in his hand when the woman had just finished speaking, and he didn't want to hurt such a female ghost, so he let the female ghost retreat.

"Your trick is useless in front of me, where is the boss?" Zhao Jiayuan asked coldly.

The female ghost also knew just now that the person in front of her, who was the little brother in her mouth, was actually a mage.

"Old, boss, she's out." The female ghost replied in a trembling voice, as far as the Zhao family could be.

"You should not remain in the yang world, you should go where you should go." Zhao Jiayuan said lightly.

The woman knelt in front of Zhao Jiayuan with a puff, and begged for mercy and said: "Master, please be gracious, I have an unfulfilled wish, so I refuse to leave the yang world for a long time, and I didn't mean to." After saying that, he actually touched his tears.

The female ghost regretted it very much, why couldn't she see that the young man in front of her was a mage, and if she knew that she killed it, she wouldn't have come out.

This is actually because of the heavy yin qi in this place, which covers up the aura on Zhao Jiayuan's body.

Zhao Jiayuan was still about to say something, when he suddenly heard someone coming in outside, turned around and saw a man about 50 years old walking in.

The man was also startled when he saw the scene in the house, he could sense that Zhao Jiayuan was cultivated, and he was looking at the kneeling female ghost, and he still didn't know what was going on.

sighed in his heart, and secretly scolded this female ghost for not changing her life, she kindly took it in this shop, and waited for it to be her long-cherished wish, but she came to provoke people who shouldn't be messed with.