Chapter 38: Whose Life Money
Whether others are good to them or not, I have my own experience.
Chen Qinghe saw that Feng Yangui had made breakfast for herself today, and gave herself a beautiful and delicate new toothbrush, she raised her head, looked at him with a sincere face and said, "Thank you!" ”
A smile appeared on the corner of Feng Yangui's mouth. "Between the two of us, don't be so polite."
"What's more, weren't you very kind to me some time ago? You always buy me meat to eat......"
Chen Qinghe chatted with him while eating breakfast quickly. After washing her face, brushing her teeth, rinsing her mouth, and changing into a new set of clothes, she had no choice but to take him out.
However, she and Feng Yangui haven't reached the intersection yet. An old lady dressed in black cloth with a wrinkled face suddenly stopped in front of them.
However, the old lady in black looked a little wrong. Her back was saddled, as if she had been bent over. Her hands and feet trembled, her head was bowed, and her neck was bent all the time, as if it was about to be crushed by something.
Because this old lady didn't look up, Chen Qinghe instinctively felt that she was a little strange.
She's a bit of a social phobia. I don't like to take the initiative to talk to others.
So, the old lady didn't speak, and neither did she.
Feng Yan returned to see that she didn't speak, and he didn't speak.
The old lady took a step forward, and Chen Qinghe subconsciously took a step back. Feng Yangui didn't know what Chen Qinghe was doing, but he also retreated with the same learning.
So, one person walked forward, and the other two went backwards. Just walked and walked, retreated and retreated. The three of them fell to the end of this narrow symbol.
That is, Chen Qinghe's grocery store.
Chen Qinghe opened the door of the grocery store very quickly, pulled Feng Yangui and hid inside.
Feng Yangui was actually not afraid of the mortal lady in front of him who did not have the slightest cultivation, however, Chen Qinghe pulled him to do whatever he did. He didn't want to make her unhappy for a little thing.
However, when Chen Qinghe and Feng Yan returned to their grocery store, the old lady who was acting strangely suddenly stood still. No more going forward.
Chen Qinghe saw that he didn't move, so he subconsciously turned his head and looked at the yellow talismans posted on his grocery store.
She had drawn them by hand last night.
The effect is very good.
Chen Qinghe saw the old lady standing there motionless and did not speak, she did not speak, but took out her own talisman pen and blank yellow paper, stood behind the counter, and began to practice.
The old lady's eyes were already completely white.
Seeing that Chen Qinghe always doesn't take the bait, he is always reluctant to take the initiative to talk to her. On her pale face, more than a dozen pairs of tightly closed eyes suddenly appeared.
After these eyes opened at the same time, they stared closely at Chen Qinghe, who devoted himself to the great cause of drawing talismans.
Chen Qinghe does what he is interested in, and it is particularly easy to immerse himself in it. Achieve self-forgetfulness.
As she practiced, thunder and lightning erupted all over her body and she began to swim around.
From time to time, some lightning rushed into the old woman's body.
At that time, bursts of scorched black smoke came out of all over her body.
Feng Yangui, who was standing on the side, didn't say anything even if he saw that something was wrong with the old lady at this moment. He didn't even open his mouth to remind Chen Qinghe to devote himself to the exercises.
It wasn't until there was smoke above her head and clusters of sparks from lightning that the old lady took out a few blackened pieces of money from her body.
Then, she slammed it down on the counter in front of her.
Then she turned and prepared to leave.
Feng Yangui stared at the blackened money paper on the counter, and when he looked at it, he instinctively felt that something was wrong.
Isn't this a folk mortal who burned paper money to ghosts, gods and ancestors in the seventh month?
Commonly known as dead man's money.
How dare this mortal lady take out such an obscure thing?
was really angry, and Feng Yangui couldn't help but do something to her.
He directly took out a hemp rope that was quietly extorted from the old man of the locust tree, and threw the circle in front of the hemp rope to the old lady, and immediately the hemp rope was directly put on her neck.
Feng Yangui wanted to pull her over directly, but she didn't know what was going on, this weird old lady couldn't get in.
Her increasingly smelly body, as if blocked by an invisible wall of air, could only be firmly pulled by the seal, and it was still tightly attached to the air wall. Completely immobile.
However, there are benefits to not moving when you don't move.
At this moment, Feng Yangui finally saw the true face of the old lady in front of him, who was always bowing her head.
It turned out that one of the old lady's faces seemed to be spliced together by countless faces. Moreover, on her forehead, face, chin, and neck, all have a pair of green eyes.
Her own eyes, however, were gray and white that only the dead would have.
At this moment, Feng Yangui was completely sure that this old lady was a dead person.
Thinking of his early morning, his mood was originally good and beautiful, and his favorite daughter-in-law was going to take him out shopping and buy new clothes.
It wasn't until he hung it in the air more than ten meters in the air and used some strength to completely strangle it that he smiled contentedly. Preparing to wait for Chen Qinghe to finish his cultivation, he asked her to take him to buy new clothes.
But when he turned around and casually looked at the counter again, his eyes widened in displeasure.
Why are these black dead people's money still here?
Thinking of the so-called "urban legends" he had heard from the old guy Chen Jinhu, Feng Yugui finally had a bad premonition in his heart.
No way?
This thing shouldn't be the "life money" he once said!!
As soon as he thought that something he didn't know was staring at him and Chen Qinghe, the originally good-tempered Feng Yugui suddenly aroused unspeakable anger in his heart.
He felt as if he was being underestimated.
I feel that strange thing is very unrecognizable!
……
After Chen Qinghe finished cultivating, as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw that on the counter in front of him, there were a few black things, like old newspapers that had been burned by fire but were not completely burned.
"What is this?"
Without thinking about it, Chen Qinghe took out the thunder and lightning in his body and made it into the shape of a vacuum cleaner.
Holding the vacuum cleaner with thunder and lightning, he sucked on those few things hard, and suddenly the entire desktop became clean.
Chen Qinghe saw that there were no other people in the grocery store except for herself and Feng Yangui, so she took the initiative to call Feng Yangui and said that she would take him out now.
When Feng Yan heard this, he was still extremely happy in his heart.
However, as soon as the two of them stepped out of the small alley, they saw that the air on the small street was filled with a strong smell of corpses. From time to time, dozens of black pieces of money paper flew in the sky at the same time.