Lu Xiaoling was obviously reluctant to let a rookie like me join, but I kept insisting, and even threatened Master Cao, and she could only agree in the end.

"Let's each get ready and meet here at eight o'clock in the evening!" She said to me, but the helpless expression on her face, which was entangled by her little brother and had to follow her on an adventure, stung me deeply.

I'm sure you'll be impressed! I said to myself.

But what to prepare?

I was a little at a loss, for in the past three months or so, I have read more books on "Tao", but not much on "Shu", let alone any practice. The two things that can make me sure that I will be okay are on me, and I don't need any preparation to open my eyes.

So after making a phone call to report my safety, I habitually went to Shinsai.

It's not impossible to go home, but for me, who meditates every night, it doesn't matter if there is a bed or not. There must be a lot of problems with my parents at home, but it is better to keep the store clean by not having a person in the store all day long.

"Xiaodao, I have a feeling that you will open today." Uncle Zhang next door said. He is a bearded man, and he looks very literary, and he is the best-looking shopkeeper in the cultural and antique area. He usually likes to read some books like the I Ching Decryption, but the things he got from the stalls really don't mean much.

"Well, thank you Uncle Zhang for your good words!" I smiled at him and started the day.

In the morning, as usual, everyone didn't have much business, they gathered here to drink tea, and I didn't care about them, and after brewing the first one, I went to the side to meditate and rest. They are also used to it, and they take care of themselves and blow it with pleasure.

"Xiaodao, when the incense is burned, I'll help you salute it." Uncle Zhang said.

"Thank you." I said with my eyes closed.

"Lao Zhang, I have a business." Someone said.

The sound of trotting all the way, and then I heard Uncle Zhang start to blow the I Ching gossip with people.

"It's not me bragging, sir, you can visit, the town house is changed to feng shui, there is nothing better than my iron gossip!" His cowhide blew loudly. "This was personally consecrated by Master Cixuan of Xishan Anfu Temple."

"Buddhism also has gossip?" The other party asked suspiciously.

"This ......" Uncle Zhang probably didn't have his mind for a while, and he was talking nonsense. Haha, don't you know? Buddha is the Tao, and the Buddha Tao was also a family five hundred years ago~ Haha, hahaha! ”

He probably couldn't do this business, but the man asked, "Boss, do you have Taoist ancient books here?" ”

"No...... Oh, go to the heart house next door! Uncle Zhang said.

A few people who were sitting and drinking tea got up and walked out when they heard this, this business is about elegance and feeling, a large group of people are bragging and chatting here, then my business will be yellow.

One of them came over and smiled at me: "Xiaodao, it looks like it can be opened today!" ”

I saw a man in his thirties come over, stood in the doorway and looked inside, I sat still and bowed my head to him.

"Please take care of yourself."

"Excuse me." The man whispered.

The shop that Master Cao arranged for me is very particular, although it is only a small eight square meters, but it can completely give customers the illusion of more than ten square meters.

Almost every space is utilized, and it doesn't feel cluttered at all.

On the contrary, whether it is a shrine, a bonsai, a bookshelf or a decorative ritual object, it can bring a psychological hint that this shop is very professional and high-end.

If it weren't for the high price, it would never have been open today.

But you get what you pay for, and since my things are all treasures, they must have to be at this price.

The man walked around the shop and flipped through the manuscripts that had been lying outside.

Some of these manuscripts were collected by Master Lu and Master Cao over the years, and a small part was copied by them themselves. From the point of view of the value of cultural relics, of course, it is not as valuable as those rare books that are old, but in fact, cultivators will inevitably pour their own spirit into them in the process of copying scriptures.

In fact, I have copied a lot of scriptures myself, but my handwriting is not good, my breath is not enough, and everything I copied out has been thrown aside by me.

"Boss, these books?" He looked at it for a moment, then suddenly turned to me and asked.

"What people did at the time is not an antique." I replied with some embarrassment.

"You can see that the ink is all new." The man smiled. "I'm just interested in the contents, how much does it cost?"

According to Master Cao, these things can more or less lead people to goodness and teach people to do things, so it doesn't matter if they are taken out and sold. But all the scriptures related to "art" were locked in the safe behind me.

"The minimum in the glass case is 5,000 yuan, the one over there is 500 yuan, the middle one is 300 yuan, and the one next to it is ......," I said stubbornly. One hundred dollars a book. ”

"So expensive?" The man's eyebrows raised, he put down the manuscript of Master Lu in his hand, and began to look at the ones I copied.

What he saw should be the "Yellow Emperor Yin Fu Sutra" and "Chongxu Zhide Zhenjing" that I copied at the beginning, the content is not unusual, but there is Master Lu's commentary in it, which is very different from the ordinary version.

I'm not very good at writing small characters, and I copied two Yin Fu Sutras, and the thicker "Chongxu Zhide Zhenjing" has changed from eight to fifteen. But the ancient books in the store are tens of thousands of yuan a set, and it is not appropriate for me to offer too low a price.

The man's eyebrows raised, but he didn't say anything more, and pulled out his wallet.

"Thank you for your patronage." After selling my bad words for so much money, I was a little hot in the face, and I didn't even count them.

"Boss, to be honest, your words in this book are not worth so much money." He said with a smile.

I could only nod.

"But if you add the contents, it's too cheap." But he said sharply. "I'm interested in these things, and if you can get a book at this price, be sure to contact me."

He gave me a business card, and I helped him wrap it up before I looked down to see who he was.

"Faculty of Humanities, Yuanshan University, Qi Mingfei, associate professor."

I really didn't expect him to be a professor at Lu Xiaoling's school? I was a little uneasy, and when I looked up, I saw that there was a slight black aura on him.

It's so faint that if you don't get close, it's almost impossible to see.

Such a weak ghost qi shouldn't be in any danger to him, but he, a university professor, got into these things from somewhere?

After being stunned for a moment, he had already walked away with the book.

Uncle Zhang: They didn't know where they came from.

"Xiaodao, yes!" He said in surprise. "The books you copied yourself sold for more than a thousand yuan?"

"Fluke, fluke!" I said with a wry smile.

They watched me write, watched me bind, and they couldn't hide it.

"That's a good thing, you have to have a treat!" Everyone started to laugh.

"No problem, whatever you want to eat, just tell me." I replied hurriedly.

There was a mess for a while, but no one really asked me for a treat, after all, this was my first business in more than three months, and on average, it could really be said to be bleak.

In the afternoon, a few more waves of people came in, but they were still the same as before, and they left directly after asking the price.

After meditating and recovering my spirits, I kept holding Qi Mingfei's business card, thinking about whether he would have anything to do with Xiaoling and their incident.

Lu Xiaoling said that there were no ghosts in the school, but those roommates of hers had an accident playing the game of Disc Immortals, but at this time, this Qi Mingfei appeared in front of me, and there was still a faint ghost aura on his body?

Is there any connection between all of this?