Chapter 7: Her Goldfinger
As soon as Chen Qinghe opened the store this morning, a gray-haired mother-in-law walked in.
"Shopkeeper, do you still have an evil charm at home?"
Chen Qinghe saw that her face was raw, not like a person from this area, so he only smiled at her politely, "You are in a hurry, the new goods in our shop." There are a lot of evil charms. How many do you want? β
This woman's face was dark, her lips were white, and she knew at a glance that something had happened.
Chen Qinghe's cultivation is not high at this time, but he should not know.
She took out five or six charms from the counter and let her pick them herself.
Although the mother-in-law wants both, she doesn't have enough money in her pocket. After counting out a hundred pennies and putting them on the counter with a distressed face, she picked the most colorful one.
"Shopkeeper, is this talisman really useful?"
The mother-in-law couldn't help but shudder at the thought of seeing the strange figure behind her son when she fell asleep last night.
Chen Qinghe listened, and only said: "It's been almost a hundred years since my shop was opened. There is no deception in doing business. If you don't believe me, you can ask someone else. β
Before this woman came, she inquired. I know that all the talismans sold here are real, and they are two percent cheaper than other stores.
When he heard this, he said no more. Just carefully wrap up the evil talisman, turn around and leave.
Coincidentally, Chen Qinghe, who had gathered away the rest of the evil charms, seemed to feel something, and raised his eyes to look at the back of the woman.
Suddenly, as if she had seen an extremely terrible scene, her eyes widened.
I saw the old woman with a rickety body, carrying a person on her back.
The man had no body, but a bunch of heads full of eyes.
Dozens of pairs of whites of eyes without pupils were still looking at Chen Qinghe at this time.
A wisp of wind blew in front of the door, and Chen Qinghe, who was not wearing much, shivered subconsciously.
Damn, you can see tricks during the day?
Encountering this early in the morning, Chen Qinghe wanted to scold.
The fear of knowing everything stems from a lack of firepower. Chen Qinghe hurriedly closed his eyes cross-legged and quickly entered the state of cultivation.
However, this time the cultivation seemed to be a little unsmooth.
Wuji Gong had only been running for a week, and her body had begun to lightning and thunder again.
Soon, after a few sounds from Kazkaz, Chen Qinghe actually saw an attribute panel that suddenly appeared.
[Name: Chen Qinghe]
[Cultivation for: Qi training level]
[Exercise: Wuji Gong (incomplete, at a price) is not beginner (1/100)]
[Skill:: Talisman (Beginner) Not Beginner (3/100)]
[Physical characteristics: bold, thunderstorm immunity]
Looking at this familiar attribute panel, Chen Qinghe stood up excitedly.
ThisγIsn't this a little game of cultivating immortals that she plays before getting off work?!
If she guessed correctly, her skills can be brushed by proficiency?
Thinking that if he brushed up the attribute points of Wuji Gong and Talisman Making, he might be able to usher in earth-shaking changes, Chen Qinghe wanted to close the shop quickly and hide in the house to practice.
However, it was not a coincidence.
Several ragged and weather-covered men supported each other and walked over weakly.
"Auntie, you're okay, don't close the door!"
As if hearing someone call her aunt, Chen Qinghe subconsciously looked out of the door.
Hey~?
In this two-person alley, there was nothing but the grocery store she owned.
Are these men who look to be in their 30s calling her?
Auntie and grandmother?
This Great Qin is now popular with this title?
When they got closer, Chen Qinghe found that these thin-looking men were unexpectedly tall.
The height is almost one meter eight. Both are two heads taller than her.
The five of them didn't wait for Chen Qinghe to speak, and suddenly pounced, and knelt straight in front of her.
"Auntie, woo woo woo ......"
Seeing these old men crying like children, Chen Qinghe was a little at a loss.
"Who are you looking for? Your ancestors are not here. β
The men raised their heads, looked at Chen Qinghe's face carefully, and shook their heads.
"That's right, we're not mistaken. You must be our ancestor! β
Seeing that they swore an oath, Chen Qinghe asked rhetorically, "Then how do you prove that I am your ancestor?" β
Several men became excited and said, "Auntie and grandmother, last year, the master sent a message to our village, telling us to rush to the city before July and a half this year. Let's meet our ancestors. β
After a few people finished speaking, they couldn't help muttering in their hearts.
Before the eldest grandfather and the second grandfather asked them to come out, they had already shown them the portraits of the eldest aunt and grandmother. It is said that on the genealogy like a magic weapon, the portrait of the patriarch has now appeared.
He also repeatedly told them to behave and be respectful in front of this young-looking aunt and grandmother. Find a way to find out her temper so as not to offend her taboos.
We all know that cultivators have a somewhat strange temper because of the exercises, and some of them are particularly tyrannical,...... I don't know this ...... Could it be the kind of person who doesn't take human life seriously?
Chen Qinghe saw several men in front of him, kneeling on the ground, not moving. Just waiting for her to speak.
So, after taking a deep breath, she beckoned them to get up with a smile on the corner of her mouth.
"Get up first, and if you have anything to say, let us go into the house and say."
There was the big fish demon who ate meat in the house, and Chen Qinghe was not worried about his life at all in front of these men.
After a few men entered the house, they immediately crowded the small grocery store.
They have been doing farm work in the countryside all year round, and when they lived to this age, they actually came to this gourd city twice. Every time they come, they are struck by the bustle of the city.
Looking at the small shop of the old ancestor, the eldest Chen Wenming was extremely eager in his heart.
It's still a good life in the city!
Every inch of land in the city is expensive, and you can earn money every day. You don't have to worry about whether you will encounter demons and monsters like the countrymen, as well as those mysterious and unpredictable tricks.
Chen Qinghe saw that they were in the dust, and personally poured them a few bowls of tea.
"Drink!"
After a few men took the big bowl, they thanked them again and again, and drank the tea in a few clicks.
After drinking the water, he put down the tea bowl and carefully observed Chen Qinghe.
Chen Qinghe thought, as the so-called "nothing to do, go to the Three Treasures Palace". These men suddenly came to them, and they should have asked for something.
At that time, he asked, "Is there anything important that you have come to me?" β
Chen Wenming, who was the oldest, rubbed his hands stiffly, "Auntie, my eldest grandfather and second grandfather, they want to invite you back to Chenjia Village." Isn't it almost half a month ago? This sacrifice to the ghosts and gods still has to be presided over by you personally. β
Worship the gods in my hometown, but it is an annual event.
Not to mention the blood sacrifice.
None of the immortals watched it personally, and they were afraid!
Thinking of last year, it was the old lady who presided over it personally!
If it weren't for the old lady's mana and immediate containment of the trick, maybe the whole village would have died at that time.