Chapter 812: Oriental Demon

Uncle Shi spoke, and I didn't hesitate.

Turn around and walk in the direction of the Rose Supermarket.

It's all a breeze.

When I passed by the cemetery of the little girl Lingling, I also shouted Lingling.

But there was no response.

In the cemetery, you can't feel the ghost.

It's time to be reincarnated!

In this way, it is okay to be reincarnated again, and you can be reincarnated as a human being.

Walking past the Lingling cemetery, I walked straight to the Rose Supermarket.

Soon, a white fog appeared in front of me.

Walking along the white mist, a few minutes later I saw a neon sign.

"Rose supermarket!"

Now that the Tao is high, I am here again.

Even if I didn't open my eyes, I could feel ghosts floating around me.

I was supposed to go to the supermarket to buy something.

I came to the door and shouted into the house:

"Auntie!"

As I spoke, I stepped into the room.

Aunt Rat still looks kind:

"Xiao Qin! What are you doing here.

Isn't your uncle going to a golden light feng shui hall today to deal with a demon dao? ”

"I'm coming back after dealing with it, Uncle Shi is going to come over to worship Master, so you can bring some incense and candles to worship."

I spoke.

Aunt Rat nodded:

"Cheng, I'll greet these customers first!"

After speaking, he took the ruler and gestured to the air:

"This one fits, the latest!"

"It's not expensive, it's not expensive, it's just a year old.

Didn't you write it on paperwork, and there are still ten years before the time of reincarnation?

Wearing the clothes of an old woman, it won't be cold, it's worth a year! ”

"Yes, yes, nails can also be checked......"

In the supermarket, the most are those colorful shrouds.

In a closed room, shaky.

I know, it's a ghost trying it on.

The "ghost age" mentioned by Aunt Rat is the length of time that these ghosts can stay in the yang world with permission from below.

I don't know much about the details.

Aunt Rat, greeting the ghost customers in the shop, introducing clothes.

The business she does is a ghost business.

Don't ask for money, you want yin longevity.

Somewhat similar to me.

But the yin shou obtained by the rat aunt is not for the rat aunt herself, but for her rat son.

I've closed my eyes now, and I can't see the ghosts in the house.

I don't feel scared, it's normal.

But if it had been before, I would have been scared and my back would have chilled, but now I seem very calm.

Come to the wooden table.

The rat son of Aunt Rat is lying on the wooden table eating lamp oil at this moment.

After a few days of not seeing, this big mouse has become much bigger:

"Brother Rat, I haven't seen you for many days, and I've gained a lot of weight!"

The big rat also knows me.

He screamed at me twice, and his eyes were fixed on my nails.

I understand that it is trying to eat my nails.

My yin life, for me, is not good.

But for them, everything is fine, including my nails.

I don't talk nonsense either, pick up the scissors on the table.

So I cut off my extra nails and handed them to the big mouse to eat.

Rose supermarket to buy things, not with money.

You have to use longevity and luck.

I'm going to live for a few years now, and I don't care about that.

It's the money for the incense candles.

The mouse saw me hand it my nails and squeaked with pleasure.

The front paws held my fingernails and "clucked" and ate them.

After waiting for a few minutes, Aunt Rat was busy, and took out a black incense and black candle from the corner of the supermarket:

"Take this!"

"Thank you, auntie!"

I took it with a smile.

And Aunt Rat asked again:

"Xiao Qin, what's the origin of that demon way?"

If it were someone else, I wouldn't have said it.

But I'm very familiar with Aunt Mouse, and Uncle Shi is even more in a group with her.

I also have a relationship with their bottomless mother.

So, I just said:

"It looks like the Amaterasu Alliance."

In just a few words, Aunt Rat listened to it.

His face has changed like Uncle Shi:

"What, Amaterasu Alliance?"

"Auntie, do you also know about the Amaterasu Alliance?"

When Aunt Rat heard this, she snorted coldly and said:

"My aunt is almost over 100 years old, can you know?

They are all Oriental demons, and in the war, they harmed many people in our territory.

Was beaten back.

Unexpectedly, more than half a century has passed.

These demons dare to stretch out their grip on us......"

Hearing that Aunt Rat also knew about this organization, I asked one more question:

"Auntie, what kind of organization is this?"

Aunt Rat snorted coldly:

"What else?

It's better to be a beast, and specialize in evil things.

Later, I'll have to confirm the details with your uncle.

I have to report it to my mother......"

Seeing that Aunt Rat was indignant, she didn't continue to speak.

Although I was very annoyed in my heart, why didn't I say it?

But I know that when dealing with people in the underworld, you have to be measured.

I didn't want to ask any further.

Holding the incense candle, he said hello and exited the rose supermarket.

Now it can be determined.

This is a pagan cult, and with us, a lot of heinous things have been done.

Otherwise, Aunt Rat would not be so angry.

But I'm now.

I want to know more, what is the intersection between Uncle Shi and this Amaterasu Alliance.

Because I can see that there must be some story between Uncle Shi and this Amaterasu Alliance.

And this story involves my master.

Otherwise, Uncle Shi would not have been able to come to worship Master in the middle of the night......

I took the incense candle and came to the tombstone in a short time.

Uncle Shi took the incense candle and said to me and Lao Mo:

"You wait for me at the gate of the cemetery, and I'll come down later."

Uncle Shi, this doesn't want us to be around.

Old Mo wanted to ask.

But when Uncle Shi saw this, he directly raised his hand to stop Lao Mo:

"You didn't ask anything!"

Hearing this, all three of us were stunned for a moment.

Finally, he nodded.

Uncle Shi didn't say it, he was still so serious.

There must be a reason, it is useless to ask more, and there may also be some kind of taboo involved.

In this way, the three of us left Master's tombstone.

Only the uncle was left alone, burning candles and lighting incense in front of the master's grave......