"Boy, are you too full to eat and have nothing to do, and you deliberately came here to entertain me?"

The fat stall owner's face was full of displeasure.

No wonder Chen Yu bargained in reverse.

After making trouble for a long time, it turned out that he was playing himself as a monkey.

Antiques are not counted as gifts.

And give the other party another million.

Is this something that a normal person can do?

Chen Yu said lightly: "I can help you get rid of suffering, if you believe it, then follow what I say." ”

"If you don't believe it, then do it yourself."

After saying this, Chen Yu was about to leave.

"You wait a minute."

The fat stall owner felt that Chen Yu had something to say.

What does it mean to help yourself out of suffering?

"Tell me clearly, what the hell are you here for?"

Chen Yu turned around and said, "I came here to save you from the sea of suffering. ”

Hearing this, the fat stall owner looked at Chen Yu again.

Chen Yu is dressed ordinary.

I can't see anything valuable on my body, I shouldn't be the kind of idle egg pain who deliberately makes fun of people.

The expression on his face is profound, but it doesn't look like a brain-dead.

Thinking about it, the fat stall owner was not sure what the hell the person in front of him was going to do.

The fat stall owner called Chen Yu back while savoring what he had said.

"You are in deep danger and you don't know it."

"No one but me can solve your troubles."

After two or three seconds, Chen Yu said unhurriedly.

"Think about it, I've been experiencing those strange things lately."

"You...... Who the hell are you! ”

As soon as the word strange thing came out, the fat stall owner seemed to have changed a person.

The suspicion on his face disappeared without a trace.

In its place was a deep sense of horror.

In recent months, the days of fat stall owners have been unlucky for their mothers to open the door.

Bad luck got home.

Didn't spend a penny and got this rare black pearl.

The fat stall owner thought that it was the ancestor who appeared to bless him with a windfall.

Who would have thought that all kinds of weird and strange things would befall him one after another.

Looking at Chen Yu's profound appearance, the fat stall owner's heart moved.

"No, no, this gentleman, I don't know your name?"

The fat stall owner took out a cigarette with a smile on his face and handed it over.

"My name is Chen Yu."

Chen Yu blocked the cigarette back.

"Finally, do you want to give me that thing?"

"Mr. Chen, can we talk in a different place?"

"Okay."

The fat stall owner asked a stall owner he knew to help him look at the stall.

led Chen Yu to the end of the street.

Confirming that there was no one nearby, the fat stall owner lowered his voice and said, "Mr. Chen, can you tell me first, who are you?" ”

"Is it a mage, or a warlock, or a fortune teller?"

"We're not related, why are you here to guide me?"

"I'm a psychiatrist."

Chen Yu explained to himself.

"Look at the difference in your complexion, it feels like you have some kind of mental illness."

"Out of professional ethics, I observed you in a psychological way."

Chen Yu's acting skills are fully open.

The fat stall owner was stunned for a moment.

The fat stall owners all believed that Chen Yu was a master.

Chen Yu said that he was a psychiatrist.

Psychiatrist, when did you study the ghosts and ghosts?

The fat stall held his mouth and didn't know what to say.

"Through scientific and systematic psychological observation, your mental illness is inextricably linked to this black bead around your neck."

"You can't see that?"

The fat stall owner automatically blocked the previous words.

When I heard the words about black beads, I became uneasy again.

"I'll cure your mental illness, and you pay a million for medical treatment."

"And, I'm going to take the bead again, do you still have questions?"

Chen Yu asked in a reasonable tone.

"It's okay to give money for disaster relief, but it's ......"

The fat stall opened his mouth, and he always felt that the painting style was wrong.

"Mr. Chen, don't tease me."

"There are no outsiders here, you tell me the truth, are you a mage or not?"

"Don't worry, I won't report you."

Chen Yu said seriously: "It's you who should tell the truth, not me." ”

"Besides, I'm telling the truth."

Chen Yu looked at the black beads held in the fat stall owner's hand.

"This patient, I advise you as a doctor."

"Avoiding medical treatment can only make the condition more serious, and to tell the truth, can we get rid of the disease."

At this moment, the fat stall owner is 10,000 percent sure.

Chen Yu can't be a psychiatrist.

Is it so impossible for a psychiatrist to see that the beads have something to do with strange things?

It is estimated that he is afraid of the recent special campaign to crack down on feudal superstition.

Deliberately made an excuse.

It's still such a bad excuse.

The fat stall owner complained wildly in his heart.

If it weren't for the cause and effect, Chen Yu would have been too lazy to run here in the middle of the night.

Lying on the bed and playing with your phone, isn't it fragrant?

"What, don't you want to say it yet?"

"I say!"

When encountering a person with a mysterious identity and who can point out the key to the problem, the fat stall owner doesn't care whether Chen Yu is a master or a psychiatrist.

Let's talk about the strange things first.

A few months ago, the fat stall owner went to the countryside with tens of thousands of yuan to collect antiques.

A profiteer like him generally collects antiques in a way that is deceived and deceitful.

When encountering farmers who don't know how to do it, the price can be as low as it gets.

If you meet someone who knows a little about the door, all kinds of nonsense will come when you open your mouth.

This time, he received half of the broken porcelain from a villager.

Judging from the texture and shape, it looks very much like Tang Sancai.

Unlike all kinds of imitation Tang Sancai handicrafts on the market, Tang Sancai had only one role in ancient times.

Acts as a funerary object.

The fat stall owner was keenly aware that something must have come out of the tomb.

Relying on years of practice in observing words and feelings, I found out that the thing was indeed picked up from the tomb.

The villager went to work in the field and found a hole near his farmland.

There's no bottom in it.

Out of curiosity, he summoned some of his companions to go down with him.

Underneath is an ancient tomb.

The burial chamber was empty, and in the middle was a coffin without a lid.

There was a dried corpse lying inside.

The surrounding walls seem to be painted with murals.

After a few peasants went down, they were afraid that the place would be haunted and did not dare to stay for long.

I picked up some crockpots and climbed up.

Hearing the news, the fat stall owner was fascinated by money, and immediately got into it when he asked for the location.

This black bead was found in the corpse's mouth.

It is guessed that it should be the night pearl used by the ancients to accompany the burial.

Soon after getting this black bead, all kinds of strange things began to appear.

First, the house was inexplicably on fire.

Then, his wife and children were injured by all sorts of unbelievable things.

What surprised the fat stall owner even more was still to come.

One day, he came out to set up a stall, and after a while, he fainted.

Woke up lying in the hospital.

The doctor examined and said that there was a tumor in the body.

It is developing in a vicious direction.

"Dare to take anything in the mouth of a dead man, and his courage is really not ordinary."

Chen Yu sneered in his heart.

Profiteers are like that.

For the sake of money, you don't even want your life.

Thought it was the pearl of the black night.

didn't know that this thing almost killed him.

It is not the pearl of the night at all.

It belongs to the Suppression Bead.

(End of chapter)