Koi Fengshui Xuanxue self-operated store

The weather in the north is snowy, but the south is still sunny.

Just after He Lan finished the video with his boss, he put down the tablet and jumped out of bed to find a bag of petals, tore open the bag, grabbed a handful of rose petals, stuffed them in his mouth, and walked to the study.

Pushing open the door of the study, Ah Piao sat at the desk and counted the few talismans. I don't know what happened recently. More and more customers bought talismans, and it was a bit exaggerated to buy more than ten at a time.

During this period of time, He Lan grew taller again, the clothes he bought before were too small to wear again, and the store was so busy that he couldn't find time to buy clothes, so he picked a piece that Yu Heng hadn't worn many years ago The dark blue gown is fine, although it is longer, it is still not as tall as Yuheng, and the clothes are still a bit big on the body.

Ah Piao was very satisfied with He Lan's gown, and kept giving him thumbs up.

He Lan came to the computer to check the customer service news. An old customer in the store asked if there was any evil talisman. He Lan looked at the storage of the evil talisman, rolled up his sleeves, and replied to the customer.

Customer service Xiaolan: [There is only one evil talisman left, order this now and send it to you. 】

One Eye in the Sky: 【No, I want five. 】

Customer service Xiaolan: [Excuse me, do you want the whole family to wear it? 】

One Eye in the Sky: [No, I wear it myself. 】

He Lan felt strange, and typed out a line of words: [If you wear it yourself, one is enough, but buying too many will be useless.Dear, is it convenient to say why you have to buy so many? 】

One Eye in the Sky: [Forget it if you don't have one, I'll go to another house and ask. 】

He Lan felt baffled, and it had been going on for almost half a year. Every time he asked these customers who bought a lot of talismans the reason for doing so, they either refused to answer or did not answer, and he still doesn't know why.

An order popped up at this moment. He Lan didn't have time to think about the reason for buying more talismans. When he clicked on a new order, a customer purchased the ghost hunting business.

He Lan wrote down the buyer's number and address, and greeted A Piao.When going out, the little fox and Ah Huang were rolling and playing together, but when they saw He Lan, they immediately separated, wagging their tails and pounced on He Lan.He Lan bent down and touched them with a smile, the shallow dimples on her cheeks looked a little cute like a boy.

He straightened up and ran to the bus not far away.

Arriving at the buyer's residence, the door was ajar and unlocked.He Lan pushed the door open, and what caught his eye was an uncle shivering on the sofa, but the most eye-catching thing was a red female ghost in black with the same body lying on top of the young man, with "" printed on the female ghost's face Curse" word.

There are many kinds of ghosts with prison seals. In order to classify and manage them, the underworld will print prison seals with different words.And the one with the word "mantra" on it means that this ghost was in the organ trafficking business before his death.

He Lan rushed forward, grabbed the female ghost's head with both hands, and kicked the female ghost's waist.The female ghost let out a roar, opened her bloody mouth, and bit He Lan's neck.

A few branches that humans couldn't see sprouted from He Lan's arms and entangled the female ghost. The female ghost was so entangled that she could only shake her body and scream.He Lan took out the demon-locking net that Yu Heng had left for him when he left. The female ghost looked at it with a look of death on her face. She used all her strength to break free from one, touched the evil spirit talisman on the uncle on the sofa, and it instantly turned into ashes.

He Lan froze for a moment, and slowly recovered the branch, which was already the fifth one.The fifth ghost committed suicide when he saw that he wanted to catch it.

The five suicide ghosts died in different ways and at different ages, and the only thing that was the same was an evil ghost with a prison mark.He couldn't figure out why these ghosts would rather commit suicide than let him catch them. Before, he met an uncle who was also good at catching ghosts. The uncle said that all the ghosts he caught in the past few months were like this. Catch them and kill yourself.The uncle also couldn't figure it out, and later said that maybe the evil spirits didn't want to go back to the underworld. After all, he caught these ghosts in order to exchange bounties.

The wind blew open the window, and the leaflets on the coffee table were blown to the ground.The young man was still trembling, and he couldn't speak fluently, "Solved... solved it?"

"It's okay." He Lan knelt down and picked up the flyer on the ground, staring at the words on it, and stretched out, "Uncle, one thousand and eight."

Uncle Nian was stunned for a moment, took out his wallet and checked the red notes in it, wondering: "There are so many."

"It's fine if you want a discount." He Lan handed the leaflet to the uncle. "Tell me about the talisman recycling market here. The contact information written on it is your number."

The uncle looked sad, pointed to the number on the leaflet and said, "I don't know the details, I'm just an informant. I just joined the club not long ago, and they just assigned me a job that is equivalent to customer service."

He Lan rubbed his thumb and index finger together, raised his chin, and showed a innocent and harmless smile, "Then bring the money for exorcising ghosts."

The uncle waved it immediately, "Don't, don't, I really don't know what's going on. Let me give you a general idea, that is, Mr. Yin set up a talisman recycling market, as long as it is a talisman that has been carried for a while, For amulets and the like, if you send them to him, you can get twice the price of the talisman. I know that many people bought a lot of talismans and sent them there for a lot of money."

"how many people?"

"A lot of people, didn't they say that many places in the market were out of stock for talismans, or they just bought them from him after wearing them for a few days."

He Lan sat down and didn't expect that this was the reason why more and more people bought talismans.

"Then why do you still keep one?" He Lan looked at the evil spirit talisman on the uncle's waist, "Aren't you going to sell it?"

The uncle shook his head, touched the talisman he was wearing, and whispered, "This is not for sale, it's for life."

He Lan was puzzled, "Why?"

"Do you know, that retweet curse?" The uncle said in a daze.

He Lan shook his head, he just eats, drinks and reads novels every day, and he doesn't have any social networking software, so where would he go.

"It's just a curse message on WeChat or on the Internet. If you see it, you have to forward it. If you don't forward it, you will be cursed. The ghost will kill you. I saw it and didn't forward it, so the ghost followed me. I saw a post on the forum saying that you can hide from evil spirits by buying talismans, so I went to your store to buy them. In the first few days, the ghosts were scared away. It was smoking, but it still threw itself on me, as if it would not give up until I was killed." The uncle said here, still in fear, "It's okay, okay, you came in time, otherwise my life will be gone. "

He Lan was baffled when he heard it, "How capable is such a piece of news?"

The uncle nodded affirmatively, "Yes, but I can't tell you clearly, the message was deleted by me."

"Okay," He Lan shrugged, it doesn't matter anymore, he doesn't care, what he cares about is the market for recycling used talismans at high prices, "Uncle, where is this market? Can you take me there?"

The uncle quickly shook his head and refused, "No, this market is very confidential, only senior members can enter to sell or recycle charms."

He Lan cast a helpless glance at the uncle, "We've already talked about this, so it's not too bad, right? Or, why don't you give me one thousand and eight?"

When it came to money, the uncle gave in when he thought of his flat wallet, "I can't tell you about this place. I'll write it down for you. Don't say I revealed it."

"So mysterious? Okay, I won't say."

The uncle took a piece of paper, wrote a line on it, and stuffed it into Helan, "This is the place."

He Lan glanced at the location of the recycling market, and frowned.

"Then don't bother me," He Lan stood up and stretched out, "Just give me five hundred."

The uncle also thinks that the figure of five hundred is expensive, but judging by the appearance of this little brother, it seems that there is no less. He is reluctant to take out all the red notes in his wallet. He Lan pulled the red notes from the uncle and smiled slightly, " Welcome to visit our store again next time.”

The uncle hoped that he would never patronize him again in his life, any normal person could bear seeing ghosts.

After He Lan left, the uncle collapsed on the sofa, thinking that Mr. Yin must not let Mr. Yin know that he had talked about the recycling market, otherwise he would lose another job.

However, what he didn't know was that, as he said, it wasn't just the job that was going to be lost.

At this time, another leaflet was blown over from nowhere, and the leaflet slowly landed on the uncle's neck. The thin and sharp edge of the leaflet cut the uncle's skin. The uncle's eyes suddenly widened, and his head tilted.

The wind blew the curtains from side to side, and under the sun, outside the window on the fifth floor, the curtains reflected two slender shadows.One of the shadows with a hat said: "It's still a step too late, it seems that you are also in doubt."

The other shadow folded his arms, his voice was low and cold and arrogant, "I have said many times, my divination is not yet accurate to the time."

"Tsk, but you still made a mistake. You shouldn't have sent such a weak female ghost to kill him after you calculated that this man would leak the secret."

"Shut up, heh, that little monster who knows the secret can't make any trouble."

The shadow with arms folded disappeared in an instant, and the other shadow snorted coldly and also disappeared out of the window.

The wind gradually died down, and a mummy died on the sofa, and the leaflets on the mummy's neck suddenly ignited spontaneously, and there was not even a piece of paper ashes left.

……

When He Lan got home, she immediately made a video call to Yu Heng, and told Yu Heng what she had just heard.In the video, the boss was lying in Brother Lou's arms, looking like he was about to fall asleep, and he didn't know how much he had heard.

At this time, the wind chime at the door rang, and He Lan glanced outside the door and turned off the video.

He put on his shoes and walked out the door, who didn't surprise him at all.

Today, Cheng Zixiu was also dressed in gorgeous clothes, and his hair was also made new. His waist-length hair was scattered in wild waves, and the tear mole under his eyes was still so coquettish and charming.

Cheng Zixiu raised the corner of his mouth, and flirtatiously waved at He Lan, "Little thing, is my dear brother back yet?"

He Lan got annoyed when he saw Cheng Zixiu, "No!"

"Not yet?" Cheng Zixiu lowered his eyes lightly, and said sadly, "I'm going back to the capital, and I want to see him for the last time."

He Lan was slightly taken aback, "Are you leaving?"

"Yes," Cheng Zixiu smiled, and Qianqianyu pinched He Lan's chin, "There will be a time later."

He Lan rolled her eyes and took a step back, "See you again!"

"You're really a grumpy little thing, then, bye." Cheng Zixiu turned and walked towards the door.

The moment he left the door, Cheng Zixiu stopped, stretched out his left hand and counted a few times, his expression was slightly surprised, and the surprise revealed a bit of heaviness.

When He Lan was wondering why Cheng Zixiu stopped still, Cheng Zixiu turned around, leaned halfway against the door, stretched out his pretty hand to He Lan, and said cynically, "Little thing, how about walking with me? "

"No! How! How!" He Lan glared at Cheng Zixiu, and strode into the study.

Cheng Zixiu looked at He Lan's back and shook his head helplessly. Forget it, it's also destined.