With a little person like me, I can't worry about the power struggle between the two parts inside and outside the Death Pavilion, and can only become a helpless little link in the whirlpool, so after coming out of Zhao Shouquan's study, I obediently carried a schoolbag with a spade sword, a yin pet puppet, and a Rakshasa formation on my back, and took a taxi from the villa area all the way to the Death Pavilion.

Zhao Shouquan was so lazy that he would rather give me money than drive me, and cursed him silently a hundred times in his heart. Chen Jihe was even more ruthless, driving the car in front of me and leaving with a smoke, saying that he was going to go on a date with his little brother......

When I arrived at the Afterlife Pavilion, it was nine o'clock in the evening, I don't know why, Fulu Street, where the Death Pavilion is located, is the center of the city, and it was all closed at nine o'clock, leaving a dark street with flashing street lights, which is a little strange in this city.

After the driver who carried me arrived at the destination, he took the money and pushed me out of the car and ran away, I looked helplessly at the taillights in the distance, hoping to smash it.

The decaying and old Pavilion of the Dead during the day became gloomy at night, buckled the tiger ring and opened the door, the hall of the Pavilion was empty, put down the schoolbag and picked up the dustpan and began to clean up the dust left during the day.

I learned from Zhao Shouquan that the so-called night shift front desk is to take care of the hall on the first floor of the Death Pavilion at night, because there are many guests who can't hang out during the day, so someone has to entertain them at night, in short, to meet any needs for what you see. The first floor of the Dead Pavilion is the sale of antiques, and there are two rooms at the back of the first floor, a conference room and an elevator, and guests need to follow closely when they get on the elevator, smiling and greeting.

I don't understand why the Afterlife Pavilion did this, but I can only do what Zhao Shouquan said, so the chances of survival should be better.

After I finished cleaning the hall, it was already past eleven o'clock, and seeing that no one was coming, I entered the counter and began to carefully study the contents of the "Yin Master's Codex" in my mind.

The so-called Yin Master, as the black-robed man under the tree hole said, is a special group of people who wander between the underworld and the human world, they do not belong to the ghosts controlled by the underworld, and they are different from the creatures in the human world. In ancient times, in order to communicate with the gods and ghosts, the emperor looked for two different people, one was the law spirit and the other was the yin master.

Fa Ling is mostly a female body, commonly known as a sacrifice, dancing and singing in a strange posture to get the favor of the gods, and seek a harbinger for the country.

However, there are very few records of the Yin Master in history, because the world yearns for the gods and spirits, and the King of the Underworld is in a state of fear and evasion, and the identity of the Yin Master is embarrassing.

However, there is no doubt about the Yin Master's ability.

"Huainanzi Lan Yin Training": Fu Chiyou led the Yin Master 800, swallowed up, abolished the four poles, and split Kyushu.

"Taishu Bai Qi Biography": If the seven Yin masters and ministers are counted, they will conquer the country and annihilate Zhongzhou.

"Yin Master Codex" records hundreds of methods of Yin Master, some through the Netherworld, some to subdue demons and ghosts, like Zhao Shouquan to summon the guys from the underworld to come out to help, and there are ways to trade with some demons in the underworld, just like an encyclopedia about the Yin Master, you can use it at any time to check it out.

But to my surprise, the book says that the Yin Master is a profession of bloodline inheritance, which means that no ordinary person will become a Yin Master out of thin air, only one bloodline will develop and circulate, and I am the descendant of this bloodline.

This made me curious about the secret story of the village told by Liu Daxian, I was picked up by a woman riding on a bronze coffin, then my parents should be Yin Master, but obviously my mother-in-law is not.

Shuyan said that when Master Yin died, he would bathe himself in the fire and turn into ashes, but his mother-in-law had a corpse.

I was wandering through the sea of books in the Codex of the Yin Master, trying to find traces of my mother-in-law, when suddenly, a resounding bell rang in my ears.

I looked up and followed the sound, and saw a tall old clock in the corner, and the hands of the clock were pointing exactly twelve o'clock, and it was midnight.

"Bang!"

The door of the Pavilion of the Dead Soul opened, and I looked out in amazement, the street had turned dark green, and a cloud of green mist shrouded the doorway, and I couldn't see anything outside.

"Knock, knock, knock."

There was a knocking sound from the green mist, and I quickly stood up and straightened my clothes, knowing that a guest was coming.

As the sound gradually approached, the first thing I saw was a pair of red embroidered shoes floating in the air, and I couldn't help frowning and looking carefully, and I was suddenly startled! The embroidered shoes were not floating in the air, but were worn by a person standing upside down, a woman, with her head jumping on the ground, jumping upside down into the hall of the Afterlife Pavilion.

I was frightened and overwhelmed, but I didn't dare to make a frightened appearance, pinched my thighs tightly, bowed slightly, and said, "Huan... Welcome. ”

The woman's head was on the ground, her eyes were glancing upwards at me, her legs stretched straight in the air, and she made a voice like grinding teeth, "Give me a pen, and ask for wild hair, not cinnabar." ”

"Oh... Oh, got it. ”

I rolled over and went to the counter on the right, where all sorts of miscellaneous items were piled up, and I searched for them, each of which was marked with a mark. In the process of searching, I looked at the female ghost who jumped in upside down through the glass cabinet from time to time, and found that she was also looking at me, so I quickly lowered my head, the more nervous I was, the more I couldn't find it, and my forehead was sweating.

It took a few minutes to find the word "wild hair" at the bottom of a cabinet, and there were about twenty white brushes in it. She was head-down, her arms were on my waist, and I didn't know whether to crouch down to give her respect, or stand and hand it to her.

"How much?"

"Three... Three hundred million. ”

Her eyes rolled in reverse, "Cheaper." ”

My nervous hands trembled slightly, and I asked a sentence that was later ridiculed for a long time: "Great... Eldest sister, you can say as much as you want. ”

When the female ghost heard my words, she jumped on the ground with her head, "Who is the eldest sister?" ”

I realized that something was wrong, "Beauty... Belle! ”

"At first glance, it's new." She said as she took it out of the pocket of her coat, took out three 100 million coins and handed them to me, "I'll talk next time." ”

After I took the money, the female ghost bounced away with her head, and when I saw her out of the Afterlife Pavilion, I immediately breathed a sigh of relief, held on to the counter next to me, and muttered, "Fuck, this job is really hard to do." ”

"Brother Sanhuo, you are so cute." A voice came to my head.

"Cute fart, scared to death."

"Giggle." She chuckled.

While I was talking to her, another person came out of the green mist, a greasy fat man who looked like five or six hundred gold, with a human skull necklace around his neck, playing with two skulls in his palm, about two meters high, swaying in front of me.

He glanced down at me, his fat face trembling. "New here?"

I replied respectfully, "Yes." ”

"I'm tired and need a shower."

As he spoke, he put his hand in his mouth and pulled it out, a foul smell permeated, I gritted my teeth and endured, he took out a palm-sized black card from his mouth, and it was sticky with black liquid.

I carefully took the card in my hand, bent down and said, "Please inside." ”

After saying that, I trotted all the way to the back of the hall, opened the curtain to find the elevator room, gently swiped the sensor with the card, and the big fat man squeezed in with great difficulty, and then I pressed the close button.

Just as the door was about to close, a fat hand reached out to block the door, and I quickly changed my smile, "Is there anything else you have to do?" ”

He looked at me, put his hand in his mouth again, and this time pulled out a finger-thin gold bar, "Here you go." ”

I looked at the gold bar and was confused, "Give... Give me? ”

"Tip."

I looked at the oily and smelly gold bar, reached out and took it into my palm, bowed, and said, "Thank you, boss." ”

"Hmm."

The elevator door closed slowly, and I couldn't stand the disgusting smell in my palm, so I rushed to the bathroom to rinse it, and then put the card in a special place on the counter, looking at the gold bar that had been rinsed in my hand, and couldn't help but pout.

"No wonder Zhao Shouquan can afford to buy a villa, the money in this Afterlife Pavilion is too easy to earn, this gold bar can't be ten thousand eight yuan."

I muttered, and said to Xiao Xiao in my mind: "Wait tomorrow to exchange the gold bars for money and go shopping, and you can also see if there are any clothes you like, that black robe is too torn." ”

"Brother Sanhuo ......"

"Oh, don't thank me, what is the relationship between the two of us, say that we will see all that."

"It's not!" Xiao Xiao's voice was slightly nervous, "Brother Sanhuo, someone is coming, and I am a little scared of his breath." ”

"Who?"

I asked Xiao Xiao again, she had already restrained her breath and returned to the Yin Pet puppet, turned her head, and there was a jingling sound from the green mist of the Death Pavilion, not only did she die young, but even my heart began to tremble.

Who is coming?

I restrained my body, the death of the front desk of the first few night shifts was no accident, and the people who came to the Afterlife Pavilion at night were all strange things, and no one knew what their strength was, maybe pinching me to death was like pinching an ant to death.

With the crisp sound of the jingling bell, a white light flashed into the hall of the Rebirth Pavilion, and I saw a monk wearing a hat and a white robe, walking in with a magic staff, his face covered with a light veil, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

"Hello and welcome."

The monk came to me and bowed with one hand, "Donor, please take three cinnabar seals and a string of Dharma light beads for me, and I want one hundred and eight of them." ”

"Yes, Master."

Finally saw a normal person, I happily went to the counter to find goods for him, I didn't expect that in addition to ghosts, there were people from Buddhism in the Afterlife Pavilion, it really deserved to be the most special place in the peony market, I don't know how embarrassing they would be if they met here.

I quickly found what the monk wanted and handed it to him, he took out a wad of modern money and handed it to me, I took it gently, and learned from him to say "Amitabha".

The master turned away, and I saw a cloth bag hanging from his back, and a crutch protruded from the mouth of the sack, and above the crutch was the familiar black dragon head!