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Chapter Ten Spirit Beast

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    Take the high-speed rail to Tianjin Station soon.  I came in a hurry and didn't know the way, so I had to take a taxi to Fu'an Street.  Looking at the beating meter on the taxi, I feel distressed in my heart.  But in order to track down the truth, I had no choice but to bear the pain.

    The taxi entered Fu'an Avenue, and a bustling scene rushed over.  The aroma of various snacks floated in the air, and I felt hungry.  But my mind still fell on the mysterious bookstore owner, and I wanted to meet this person first.

    The taxi stopped at No. 37, Fu'an Avenue.  I got out of the car, and sure enough, I saw a small front room next to a milk tea shop. On the door was a wooden plaque with the words "Jingya Bookstore" written in ancient style.

    After entering the door, I saw that the storefront of this bookstore was not too big, and most of them were middle school students in uniforms, standing in front of rows of bookshelves reading books.

    I saw a wicker chair in front of the cashier, on which a middle-aged man in his forties was lying on his back and taking a nap.  I took a few glances at this man, and saw that he was quite tall and strong.  It's not ugly except for being a little fatter, but the sleeping appearance is a bit ugly.

    At this time, he was snoring with his mouth half-opened, and the saliva flowed to his chin. Damn, he looked sloppy no matter how he looked.  I thought to myself, this guy can't be Boss Wu that Lao Zhao asked me to find, right?  Judging from what old Zhao Xin said, this Boss Wu should know a lot and be well-informed.  But judging by the appearance of this guy, no matter how you look at it, he is a small boss, a common man.

    I looked around at the people in the bookstore, thinking that the boss is still sleeping when he opens the store, isn¡¯t he afraid that someone will steal books and steal money?  But fortunately, the bookstore is full of students now, so they shouldn't have such evil intentions.

    I stepped forward and pushed him, shouting: "Boss, boss?!"

    But this fellow is still snoring like thunder without wavering.  At this time, a boy came over with a book, threw a dozen yuan on the cash register, and went straight out the door.

    I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: Your mother is too self-conscious.  But this guy sleeps so deeply, what if people give less money, or just take the book away?

    I yelled for a long time to no avail, and suddenly felt teased, and reached out to the ten yuan on the cash register, thinking that I would let you go to bed and teach you a lesson.

    But just as my hand was holding the corner of the ten yuan, suddenly a hand stretched out quickly and grabbed my wrist firmly.  I was startled, and looked up, shit, the bookstore owner woke up at some point, half-closed his eyes, and looked at me coldly, with a sinister look on his face.

    "I didn't learn well at a young age, but I learned to steal money!" Although the boss had a stern look on his face, his movements were very fast.  He grabbed the change on the table in his hand, counted it carefully, and then put it in the drawer of the cash register and locked it.

    I feel funny in my heart, I dare to say that this is a money fan.  But he was sleeping just now, but he was able to shoot like lightning, his movements were firm and precise, he looked like a Lianjiazi.  And his posture just now didn't look like he was pretending to sleep.  If you can still stay awake while sleeping, this is too much like a master.

    However, I looked him up and down for a while, only to feel that there was no trace of martial arts master's temperament, and I couldn't help but feel puzzled.

    At this time, the boss also looked at me for a while, and asked: "Where did you come from? Do you know that no one dares to steal from me?!"

    I asked, "Is the boss's surname Wu?"

    The boss nodded and said, "Yes, you are?"

    I hurriedly asked: "Then do you know Lao Zhao, that is, Zhao Wuji?"

    Boss Wu was a little surprised when he heard the name: "Who are you from Lao Zhao?"

    I said, "I'm his apprenticeor a colleague."

    Boss Wu gave a noncommittal "Oh" and said, "Old Zhao, I have broken off relations with him for a long time."

    This time I was surprised: "Break diplomatic relations? But Lao Zhao left a letter before his death asking me to come to you."

    "Before he died?" Boss Wu asked with his eyes wide open, "Is Lao Zhao dead?"

    I sighed: "Yes, not long ago, it happened the day before yesterday."

    Boss Wu was stunned for a while, then sighed inaudibly.  Seeing that he didn't look very surprised, I asked, "You seem to expect that Old Zhao will die?"

    Boss Wu sighed: "If you do what he does, you might die someday. It's just a pity"

    "What a pity?" I asked.

    "It's a pity that he still owes me a hundred yuan!" Boss Wu said bitterly: "He refused to pay back the money, so I broke up with him."

    After hearing this, my face was full of black lines: "Just for one hundred yuan? Why didn't Lao Zhao pay it back?"

    Boss Wu thought for a while and said, "It seems that he came to Tianjin for some case at that time, borrowed me a hundred yuan and left. I urged him to pay back the money afterwards, but he always forgot about it. He didn't contact me anymore.  I knew this hometownWu Dan shrugged and said, "I don't know about that. Those three urns were stolen. I checked the backgrounds of the three dead people, and they all died unjustly. The ones pasted on the urns are  A charm that aggravates and gathers grievances. I don¡¯t think someone wants to kill you, but wants to inject a cloud of Yin Qi into your body, increase your energy, and use it for that person.¡±

    I was dumbfounded when I heard this.  I'll go, could it be that I was very talented when I was young and was missed by others?  It's not that I'm self-effacing, I've lived until now, and I haven't discovered that I have any superpowers.

    "Old Zhao also said what you said about Yin Body, what does this mean?" I couldn't help asking.

    "The yin body is a physique that is born with the ability to perceive evil spirits. Legend has it that people with this physique can enter the underworld without being noticed by ghosts. But this is a physique that is rare in a hundred years in legend, so I say you are rare  .¡± Wu Dan said.

    "This means that I can communicate with ghosts and see the underworld?" I was speechless.  If that's the case, how come I haven't seen a ghost for so many years?

    "Theoretically speaking." Wu Dan said: "Otherwise, you can try it."

    "How do you try this?" I asked suspiciously.  Could it be that there are ghosts in this house?

    Wu Dan said: "This is easy to handle."

    After saying this, Wu Dan started to work with his back to me.  I had a faint feeling of being cheated, so I carefully looked at what he was busy with.  I saw him tidying up a vacant space in the small room, and then he removed a cardboard box from the square table.

    Wu Dan opened the cardboard box, and took out a simple earthenware bowl, a small incense burner, a few incense candles, and a red chalk from inside.

    I watched in surprise as Wu Dan drew a strange pattern on the ground with chalk.  I can't describe what the pattern is, because I can't understand many symbols and characters.

    I was watching him draw a ghost, and the fox in the cage next to me was staring at me.  I couldn't help but walked over, stroked its soft fur, and sighed: "Such a cute little thing should be released."

    Wu Dan said without turning his head: "No, this thing was brought out from the mountains of Wushan. Do you want to put it back after traveling thousands of miles? Can you guarantee that it can continue to adapt to the environment there?  "

    I asked: "Then why did you bring it out of the mountain?"

    Wu Dan said: "At that time, the parents of this little spirit fox were killed, skinned and made into clothes, leaving one still unweaned. Could it be that he had the heart to let it wait to die in the deep mountains? So my friend brought it back."

    "Peeling?" I frowned.

    "Aren't all hunters like this?" Wu Dan straightened up disapprovingly, and said, "Okay, stand to the left of the pattern I drew."

    I looked at the pattern on the ground and asked, "What is this?"

    Wu Dan shouted: "Where are so many nonsense, hurry up!"

    I had no choice but to stand over, and saw Wu Dan came to stand opposite me, his eyes were slightly closed, and there were words in his mouth.

    In the incense burner on the square table, there are three sticks of incense burning.  The curling aroma drifted in, suddenly making me feel an unprecedented tranquility.

    I watched Wu Dan walking, making gestures, and reciting incantations, but I didn't find it abrupt, but looked a little dazed.

    At this time, he suddenly heard him say: "Give me your hand."

    I heard the words and stretched out my left hand.  After reaching out, I fucking regretted it.  Because I saw Wu Dan grabbed my hand, and there was an extra knife in my hand.

    Damn, when did this guy get the knife?

    Before I could think about it, Wu Dan raised his knife and drew a line on my middle finger.  I yelled "Aww" and cursed, "Damn it! Why are you cutting my fingers?!"

    Wu Dan ignored my protest and calmly squeezed out a drop of blood into the pottery bowl.  Wu Dan said: "Come on, I cut a small mouth to get some blood from you, are you yelling like a bitch?"

    I cursed in my heart: ten fingers connected to heart, give me a fucking try.

    At this moment, I suddenly felt a gust of cold wind blowing towards my face, which made me shiver.  It's strange that there is such a cold wind in the midsummer weather.

    Immediately, I only felt a tinnitus sound, and then someone laughed: "Fatty, why are you willing to let me out?"

    I was startled, and quickly looked around, only to find that besides Wu Dan and me, only the spirit fox was panting.  Where does this sound come from?

    Looking at Wu Dan again, I saw that he was facing the air and said: "Old guy, you have been sleepy for twenty years, don't you blame me?"

    There was a burst of laughter.  I listened carefully to the laughter, and found that the voice was very pleasant, as if it was the voice of a young man.  Laughter is lazy and has a very attractive magnetic charm.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)??Listen, it seems to be the voice of a young man.  Laughter is lazy and has a very attractive magnetic charm.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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