Chapter 4: Psychic Hands

Su Han felt a chill in his heart, so to speak, was the ghost press in the middle of the night last night real?

Something came into your room last night?

Looking at the number of footprints in the room, I am afraid that there are no less than three 'things' that entered my room last night......

Su Han hurriedly picked up the black phone, the black phone was still there, and there was no hint in it, the text messages from last night disappeared automatically, and now it looks like a bad phone, there is nothing in it.

With an ugly face, I checked the house and didn't lose anything, but there were inexplicable black and gray footprints in the living room, kitchen and even bedroom.

Su Han's heart sank, he washed up quickly, he didn't dare to eat at home, he took his black mobile phone, and rode an electric car to the city.

"What the hell got into my house?"

Su Han pondered, should I go to the temple to ask for a peace talisman?

However, I heard that ordinary peace charms cost hundreds of yuan, and a better one is tens of thousands, but he is not so extravagant.

When passing by the fork in the road last night, Su Han gritted his teeth and drove the electric car into the fork, ready to go to see the place where he picked up the black phone last night.

Soon he came to the place where he had picked up the black phone last night, and now it was no longer gloomy in broad daylight, and the shredded sunlight was spilling down from between the leaves and turning into specks of light on the ground of the path.

A lot of straw was scattered on the ground on the side of the road, wet by the morning dew, and it was completely impossible to tell that it was a scarecrow before.

Su Han stopped the electric car, walked over and picked up the straw and looked at it.

Very ordinary straw is already very dry and has a tendency to rot, and it is estimated that it will not be long before it will rot into mud.

Su Han raised his arm and threw the straw several meters away, scattering everywhere.

After doing this, Su Han rode the electric car again, walked more than ten meters and looked back, and found that the straw was still straw, and it didn't feel as weird as last night.

"Strange!"

Su Han muttered and continued to drive suspiciously.

Nanpo Village is on the outskirts of the city, more than an hour's drive from the city center.

Su Han's place of work is a small shop to buy puppets on the pedestrian street in the center of the city, which he opened himself, the shop is very small, only two square meters, except for placing small puppets for sale and a stool, there is no place to sleep at all.

So every night, Su Han had to ride his bicycle for more than an hour to go home and sleep.

At nine o'clock, Su Han finally rushed to the pedestrian street in the city center, parked the electric car, and was about to walk to his puppet shop.

"Wait a minute, little brother......" Someone suddenly shouted behind him.

Su Han looked back and saw a doll shop owner waving to him.

"You called me?" Su Han asked, his puppet shop was dozens of meters away from this doll shop, so he didn't know the owner of this doll shop.

The owner of the doll shop was a middle-aged man about fifty years old, with an ordinary appearance, he stared at Su Han for a few seconds, and suddenly said with a mysterious face: "The little brother is a night watchman?" ”

"What night watchman?" Su Han was stunned: "I'll leave if there's nothing to do." ”

"Wait, little brother, you're not a night watchman?"

"I'm not really a night watchman, what's the matter with you, boss?" Su Han was in a bad mood because of what happened last night, so his tone was not very good now.

The owner of the doll shop looked at Su Han and whispered, "What dirty thing did that little brother encounter?" Your psychic hands should be able to touch things that ordinary people can't touch, right? ”

Su Han originally wanted to turn around and leave, but when he heard the words 'dirty' and 'psychic hand', he suddenly stopped, and his heart sank.

Turning around, he looked at the doll shop owner with a blank face: "What dirty?" And what is a psychic? ”

"Have you been unlucky lately? Or have you encountered something weird? The doll shop owner said.

"Without further ado, what do you mean by 'psychic hand'?" Su Han asked eagerly.

"The psychic hand is the psychic hand, the hand that can touch dirty things, it seems that the little brother has indeed touched dirty things?" The doll shop owner said.

"Do you have a way to fix the dirty?" A glimmer of hope rose in Su Han's heart, and those footprints at home made him feel cold.

The owner of the doll shop suddenly smiled mysteriously, and pointed to a god doll in his shop: "You can ask the right person, as long as you buy this and wear it on your body, all demons and monsters will retreat for three points, just a dirty thing, it will definitely be scattered, I don't want you ninety-nine, I don't want you ninety-thousand-nine, as long as ninety-nine-nine, ninety-nine will take it." ”

Su Han's face was suddenly covered with black lines, and he was paralyzed, it turned out to be selling goods, which made Lao Tzu think that you were a master.

Glaring at the doll shop owner, Su Han turned around and left.

"Hey, don't be in a hurry, it can be cheaper, nine dollars less for you......"

"Nine, you are paralyzed!"

Su Han didn't look back, and walked straight towards his small shop.

When the doll shop owner saw Su Han walking away, suspicion flashed in his eyes: "That kid's hand is indeed a little strange, it should be that I saw it wrong, right?" ”

……

Su Han opened the puppet shop with the key, pulled up the lifting door, and the small storefront was revealed, a small stool, and the innermost was a shelf that was not big or small.

The shelves are lined with fist-sized dolls, including animals, humanoids, or monsters and gods.

These dolls are all carved by Su Han himself, each of them is very delicate and lifelike, but because the wood is an ordinary material, it is only sold for a hundred yuan each, and a manual fee is charged.

These ordinary timbers can only be guaranteed not to crack in a short time.

With Su Han's current hand speed, he can carve more than a dozen a day.

In addition, there are custom carvings, such as carving a certain person, which is expensive, often thousands, and even more expensive if there are material requirements.

Su Han is living on this puppet carving shop, and he is not hungry yet.

As usual, he took out the wood and prepared to carve, but Su Han was a little absent-minded today, and he couldn't help but think of the 'psychic hand' that the owner of the doll shop said before.

"My hand does feel a little different after that strange ritual last night, that person can tell, could it be that he is the legendary master hidden in the metropolis?"

Su Han was entangled in his heart, should he really spend a hundred yuan to buy a doll to ward off evil spirits?

"But it's not like I don't have any way, as long as I wait until dusk today and practice the 'Yin God Pupil Technique', I can see ghosts."

"Maybe there's a way to deal with that dirty stuff then."

Su Han put all his hopes on the Yin God Pupil Technique, or rather, on the black phone, hoping that the black phone would release another task, and then get the ability to deal with ghosts from the black phone.

Although the black phone is very weird, Su Han doesn't know if the black phone is malicious, but now he has no choice.

More than an hour later, Su Han casually put the freshly carved rabbit puppet on the shelf, and a middle-aged man walked in.

"Welcome, Mr. chooses which one he likes, or you can customize it." Su Han said casually.

However, after finishing speaking, Su Han found that this middle-aged man had a calm temperament......

Of course, what really caught Su Han's attention was not the temperament of the middle-aged man, but his eyes, and he was staring at the puppet that Su Han had just carved.