Shen Tangzhi really did what he said, and for about a week or so, she and Hyde responded to my repeated reminders with indifferent faces—I used almost all means, including stalking, but it was still useless.

Shen Tangzhi's attitude was very resolute, and she also refused to reveal to me what means K used to make her so silent.

I understood that she was not acting out of timidity, of course, but out of caution, or, like me, with reverence for all mysteries.

Eventually, I had to give up and focus all my attention on the scroll.

During this time, I asked Li Yi to help me find someone to fix my grocery store, but the repairman told me that my house was structurally damaged and needed major repairs.

I asked directly, "How much does it cost?" How much time does it take? ”

The other party hesitated, and under Li Yi's eyes of contempt, he reluctantly quoted a figure far below the market price.

I glared at Li Yi, and directly doubled the price from the original standard, and the black and thin little bag foreman who looked like a carbon strip used by an art student suddenly smiled, patted his chest and assured me that it only took a week to repair the house for me with quality and quantity.

I didn't actually rent this house, it was owned by my master, and after his death, I took over his studio in accordance with his last wishes, and converted the first floor into a grocery store, which is now known as "Ji Kee Grocery Store".

Like most of the old houses in this alley, this grocery store is a wooden main structure, so you can't afford to toss, but you can take this opportunity to repair and strengthen it.

But it also meant that during the repairs, I lost my residence.

I politely rejected Li Yi's suggestion, went to live in the empty house of "his friend", and chose to live temporarily with Lao Dao.

The reason why this is so, I have my own considerations.

Li Yi's social relationship is too complicated, and this kid has too many brains, I don't want him to have a chance to get me into any trouble - it's just in normal times, and now I have a bunch of burning eyebrows in front of me, I really can't be distracted.

And the old knife is much more convenient, this guy's studio is rented on the third floor of an old shopping mall, a large flat floor of more than 600 square meters, part of which is renovated into a detective agency, and the other part is home, there are several empty rooms alone, which can completely accommodate me, a "wanderer".

Besides, the old knife is neither old nor young, and there is a single person in the middle, so I don't have a burden to bother this guy at all.

I asked Li Yi to help me move, transfer my master's ancient books from the safe to an old-fashioned mahogany box, and then I put the ancient scrolls that Shen Tangzhi gave me into the box along with some other antiquities, and finally solemnly put a square box wrapped in red cloth into it.

Li Yiyi waved his hand: "Gluten sandbag, help you Brother Ji move the box." ”

The fat and thin King Kong said "so much", lifted up the sleeves and the box at one end, and the two shouted in unison: "Why is it so heavy?" ”

Li Yi scolded: "It's just some books, where can it be heavy?" ”

went up and patted Gluten on the shoulder: "Don't listen to you to gain weight!" You can't move such a thing! Open and open, change me. ”

But as soon as he took over, it was worse than gluten, and his face immediately turned red, and even his legs and stomach trembled, and his mouth said: "Hold the grass!" Hell, why the fuck is it so heavy?! ”

As he spoke, his feet slipped, and he fell down and threw out the wooden box in his hand—

I screamed in my heart and hurried forward, but it was too late......

The wooden box slammed on the floor with a "clang", the lid suddenly opened, and the stuffed objects in the box rolled out in one fell swoop, like a glass bottle full of marbles being shattered, and it was a mess in an instant.

I almost flew up and hugged the red cloth box that I had put into the box at the end, and said to myself!

This box contains my Master's ashes!

If there were three long and two short, I am sure that this old man would have to crawl out of the underworld and strangle me, a scoundrel.

A few of us scrambled around to make a save, but there were still a lot of things rolling down the stairs.

One of the most important is my notebook, which is a handwritten record of the supernatural events I have experienced over the years, and the pages of the notebook contain a lot of precious paper materials.

"Stinky fish, help me get this—no, sandbag, you hold it—be careful not to smash it again, or someone will talk to you at night."

I struggled to hand the red cloth box to the sandbag, and the stupid tall man exclaimed, "It's heavy!" His face was full of obese doubts: "Who is talking to me?" ”

"My master."

"Didn't the old man pass away?"

"That's right—you're holding the old man's urn."

"Huh?!"

Sandbag was stunned, and the next action was to quickly hold the red cloth box in his arms.

I had already taken three steps and two steps, and jumped down the stairs quickly, and as soon as I turned the corner of the stairs, I saw my notebook fall on the floor on the first floor.

The pages of the notebook had been opened, and the pages were sprinkled with a layer of red powder, and a fist-sized clay pot was smashed aside—it was once filled with my master's treasured cinnabar powder, but now it was all sprinkled.

I looked at it, the notes and materials mixed in the notebook did not fly out, and while putting down a stone in my heart, I looked at the blood-red cinnabar powder sprinkled on the ground, and couldn't help but say that it was a pity, and hurriedly beckoned Li Yi upstairs to find a bottle and can to come down, and help me put away the cinnabar powder on the ground first, and then purify it when I have time in the future.

Li Yi saw this kind of thing for the first time, and when he saw my look of pity, he asked me what it was.

I explained to him that cinnabar is the best of cinnabar, that is, "danzhu".

There are all kinds of wonderful uses: if used as a pigment, it will not fade even if it is used for thousands of years; If it is used as medicine, it has the effect of calming the nerves; If it is used as alchemy, it has the effect of warding off evil spirits and turning gas, and the so-called "taste of the spirit of Dansha, gas test of the green duck" is also.

In addition, cinnabar is also used to make the legendary "Shounomiya sand".

Even the emperors of various dynasties regarded cinnabar as a national treasure, and the champion of the batch was to use the red powder of cinnabar to make red ink to write the approval, which is the origin of the word "Zhu Pi".

"Brother Ji, discuss something." As soon as he heard my explanation, Li Yi's eyes immediately lit up.

I didn't feel good and said, "What the hell do you have in mind?" ”

"I'll give me a vial of this later...... The best in cinnabar, okay? ”

"Thank you for almost smashing my master's urn? Would you like to send you another pennant by the way? ”

Li Yi smiled: "How can it!" If you really smash the old man's urn, Brother Ji, you will directly screw off my head and give the old man a house to live in. ”