Chapter 50: Strength of the Feet

There was a knock on the door, and I walked quickly to the door and said.

"The small store is not welcoming customers today, and the opening time is to be determined."

“……”

The comer was silent for a moment, then said; "I didn't expect the grandson of He Yantian, the dignified Huangquan postman, to be a wreck."

As soon as I heard it, this was coming at me, and I was hesitating to open the door, when Wang Leyi pulled the door open.

"He Ziwu is not a wreck, and grandpa's name is also your name?"

Only then did I see the person coming, a young man dressed in simple clothes, about the same age as me, with a bit of evil on his face, who should also be a person who has entered and exited the netherworld.

The young man glanced at it: "Where did the female ghost come from, she spoke wildly, is it the little ghost raised by the He family?" ”

At this point, I had to stand up.

"Keep your mouth shut, it's not your turn to talk about our family's affairs."

"You are He Ziwu?"

Unexpectedly, the other party came straight towards me, so I subconsciously stepped back and kept a safe distance from him.

"My name is Qiu Qi, and I am the same Huangquan postman as you, but I am different from you, and what you do is despised!"

Thinking about it, what he said should be Zhu Youshou.

I didn't bother to explain: "It has nothing to do with me, believe it or not." ”

"In that case, do you dare to compare with me?"

"Than what?"

"Stronger than the feet."

I sneered: "Compared with the strength of the feet, the person who won me has not been born yet." ”

When I was a child, I followed my grandfather to the temple for special training, and climbed the mountain with a jack charm wrapped around my legs all day, and by the time I unloaded, I had already practiced a pair of scuds.

"Then it's decided, if I win you, don't open this store, get out of here, and quit this business."

"And what if I win?" I asked rhetorically.

"I'm quitting."

"Not necessarily." I shook my head.

"Are you scared?" Qiu Qi's eyes stared at me sharply.

"That's not it, it's just that whether you quit or not, it has nothing to do with me, if I win, you help me investigate the cause of Zhu Youshou's death."

Qiu Qi looked disgusted: "The cause of Boss Zhu's death ...... You should be in the clear. ”

I continued: "In short, you can't conclude that it's me just by a suicide note, and if you lose, you have to investigate. ”

"Okay, I promise you." Qiu Qi looked full of confidence, obviously not thinking that he would lose.

When a person thinks that he will not lose, he naturally does not care about the chips he bets, which is often the most costly after losing.

"When and where?"

"Tomorrow evening, Xiuqing Lake."

After speaking, Qiu Qi walked away.

"Do you really want to compare?" Wang Leyi looked worried.

"Of course, you don't think I'm going to lose, do you?" I asked rhetorically.

"Then if you lose, isn't your grandfather's hard work in vain?"

"I'm not going to lose."

The next day, in the evening. I met Qiu Qi next to Xiuqing Lake.

"What's the comparison?"

"Whoever gets to the running street of the netherworld first."

I nodded in agreement: "No problem." ”

As soon as the words fell, Qiu Qi ran out quickly, looking at this foot force, it was indeed the Huangquan postman.

But one thing that was more important to the Yellow Springs postman was familiarity with the route.

I have walked this road thousands of times, and I am familiar with it again, although the road that Qiu Qi ran is not the longest, but it is by no means the shortest, so I naturally chose the shortest road.

Ten minutes later, I waited for him by the side of Xiuqing Lake.

A few minutes later, I met Qiu Qi, who was running out of breath.

This man was really an honest man, and he confessed to death, and a thought suddenly arose in my heart.

I pretended to lean lightly on the edge of the railing: "You're finally here." ”

Qiu Qi looked at me in disbelief: "Why are you so fast?" ”

"There is a difference in foot strength, so naturally I arrived before you." I smiled lightly.

Qiu Qi shook his head: "This is impossible. ”

"Willing to gamble and lose, you lose."

Qiu Qi took a deep breath: "Okay, I lost, I'll let you fall." ”

"You don't have to let your hair fall, just remember the agreement between you and me."

"I know, I will investigate the cause of Zhu Youshou's death." Qiu Qi's face was annoyed, but he was a little firm, and I knew that he would definitely fulfill his promise, because he was a person who admitted death.

Suddenly, Qiu Qi turned his head, his face full of doubts: "You really didn't kill Zhu Youshou?" ”

I replied, "Of course not, if you don't believe me, you go investigate and find out who it is." ”

"Okay, I got it."

Leaving this sentence, Qiu Qi disappeared into the vast night.

In the blink of an eye, there are only the last three days left before Zhu Youshou's first seven.

For the past few days, I've locked myself in my room on the second floor, looking through the Hidden Secret Records, trying to find a way to get in touch with the curse.

But I couldn't determine the type of curse at all, so I could only compare the symbols on the cardboard boxes one by one.

Eventually, I saw the same symbol on one page of the Hidden Heavenly Secret Book.

"After death, send your head to the hater, and you can make your ghost turn into a ghost and haunt him, and return to avenge him on the first seven days, and never be reborn after death, and fall into hell with the hater."

I am even more convinced that this is not Zhu Youshou's own decision, he has no reason to die with me, there is no deep hatred between us, there must be a third person.

I continued to look at the following solution, there is only one solution, subdue the ghost.

Because it is a forbidden evil art, there is no effective way, so you can only subdue the powerful ghosts who come to ask for your life.

I couldn't help but roll my eyes, and I didn't say anything.

There is also a sentence written in the book: "Resolve grievances and release knots, hatred is eliminated, and curses are self-relieved." ”

I'm very puzzled, I can't mention any grudges with Zhu Youshou at all, how can I resolve my grievances and settle the knot?

Just when I was puzzled, someone came from outside the store. It's the enemy of the dusty seven.

"He Ziwu, I found a clue."

"What clues?" I stood up in surprise.

"I asked the guy at the post office, and he said that Boss Zhu has been meeting frequently with a mysterious guest during this time."

"Mystery Guest?" I frowned.

"The other party has been wearing a white fox mask, never showing his true face, and when he found Boss Zhu, he said that he had a big business to discuss, as for what kind of business it was, except for the two of them, no one knew."

"White Fox Mask ......" I said silently, which made me think of the masked master mentioned by Liu Laoliu before, these two people, could they be the same person?

"Can you find this person?" I asked.

"I have no clue, could he have killed Boss Zhu?"

I speculated: "There must be a connection with him, it's best to find this person, Qiu Qi, you've helped a lot!" ”

"Where, where, Qiu just does his best."

After Qiu Qi left, I found a record of the White Fox Mask in the Secret Records of the Hidden Heavens.

The fox has always been a symbol of cunning and intelligence, and those who wear the mask of a white fox may be pretending to be a ghost, or they may be a real white fox fairy.