After handing over the shop to his cousin with confidence, Zhao Youliang strolled to the execution ground.
Modern people are not as ignorant as the "blood buns" of the past, so not many people came to watch the execution.
Furthermore, even if outsiders want to see the official information, it will not be made public.
So those waiting outside the execution ground were businessmen like Zhao Youliang who dealt in dead people.
Wreaths, shrouds, trumpets and suonas, etc.
We all live in the same town and are part of the same industrial chain, so we all know each other.
I didn’t feel bored between chatting and spanking.
While chatting, they saw several unfamiliar faces approaching from a distance, and all the merchants immediately realized that these were the families of the victims.
So they gathered around to promote their own "products".
Zhao Youliang's paper-making shop can be said to be a scorpion's daddy in the small town - a single (poisonous) share of (dung), so he was not in a hurry and just watched it from a distance.
He is asking other merchants to "explore the road" first. If he encounters a family member with a bad temper, he will inevitably get scolded.
It's not like this kind of thing has never happened before.
After a while, although the family members of the deceased did not curse, they did not purchase anything from any merchant.
Even the best-selling paper money in the past is like this.
I was asked anxiously, but the person just smiled bitterly and said, "Bring your own, bring your own."
"Thank you for your kindness, we brought our own!"
Seeing that the business was failing, all the merchants dispersed, and so did Zhao Youliang.
If you can't make money, who would want to stay in the execution ground? !
These are the four evil places as famous as mass graves, morgues, and crematoriums.
Just as Zhao Youliang was walking back with the merchants, he vaguely heard the intermittent conversations between the family members of the deceased.
"Old Si...the God of Joy...the big tomb...the Seven Miserable Stones...the descending head...the white tiger destroys evil... Formation Eye."
Zhao Youliang couldn't help but secretly wonder: When did our hearing get so good? !
This was dozens of meters away, and people were whispering again!
And I couldn’t understand what these people were saying.
Zhao Youliang has always been big-hearted, so forget it if he doesn't understand.
I just walked back while thinking about how to feed my cousin and the big yellow dog in the next few days.
After all, his pocket is cleaner than his face now, and he doesn’t have a dime anymore...
After returning to the shop, Zhao Youliang was surprised to find that his cousin had already made two paper figures after being away for such a short time.
Two lifelike paper figures!
To be exact, this is still a paper man, it is simply a work of art!
If sold, the buyer would not be willing to burn it...
But for some reason, these two paper figures made Zhao Youliang feel extremely proud, the kind of pride that came from the core outwards.
Only when facing his own cousin will he "bow down and surrender".
As for the rest...they're all garbage!
No, they are just a pair of paper figures, why are they so crazy? !
Zhao Youliang, who did not believe in evil, reached out to touch it with a smile.
"I really didn't realize that, cousin, you can still... Oh, I'll go!"
Before Zhao Youliang could finish speaking, he felt a huge force coming from the paper man.
If his "cousin" hadn't grabbed him, Zhao Youliang would have fallen down hard.
I saw Wang Youcai frowning while holding Zhao Youliang.
"Don't be presumptuous, this is my eldest brother!"
In surprise, Zhao Youliang didn't notice the "antique" title of "elder brother" at all, but asked.
"Cousin, cousin, who are you talking to? It can't be these two paper figures, right?!"
Wang Youcai obviously didn't want to lie to Zhao Youliang, or he didn't even bother to lie to anyone.
He didn't explain too much, just nodded lightly.
Then, under Zhao Youliang's surprised eyes, he turned around and went back to the house.
After a while, Zhao Youliang, who finally came to his senses, discovered that the paper man who was so proud just now actually looked down upon him...
"I'll go, is it so amazing?!"
Fortunately, strange things have happened frequently recently, which have completely subverted Zhao Youliang's world view.
Therefore, he did not continue his "research", but happily carried the two paper figures to the door of the store.
These two are simply living signs. It’s hard to imagine business is booming once you put them at the door!
It seems that I and my cousin don’t have to worry about food money in the future!
Just like that, Zhao Youliang sat happily between the two paper figures, waiting for business to come to him.
It's a pity that the business didn't come, but Granny Wenmi from the opposite side came first.
Zhao Youliang always respected the elderly and quickly stood up and gave up his wicker chair.
"Grandma Liu, sit down. Why do you think of me taking a stroll today?"
Asked whether Granny Mi came to see Zhao Youliang. After all, last night was the first day of Lixie Hall, and she was really worried about something unexpected happening.
But when he saw the two paper figures in front of the door, he was stunned for a moment and even forgot to pay attention to Zhao Youliang.
After a while, the old man came back to his senses and determined that these two paper figures were left by the mysterious shop owner, but he had never seen them before.
Asking Granny Mi what she thought would save Zhao Youliang a lot of talking.
"Quantum, nothing happened last night..." At this point, the old man stopped suddenly and stared at Zhao Youliang carefully in disbelief.
"You, you asked the Xian family to do something last night?!"
Zhao Youliang was confused when asked: "No, no! I just slept last night."
"Why do you ask that?"
After hearing Zhao Youliang's answer, Granny Mi didn't believe it at all.
"If you don't ask the Xian family to do things, why are you less energetic?"
"If this continues, Quantum, you won't be able to survive much longer!"
Poor Zhao Youliang, in a daze yesterday, he was deprived of six years of Yangshou by the Evil Hall Immortal, but he didn't even know it.
Seeing Granny Mi's appearance, Zhao Youliang remembered what he had seen the "hearse" last night.
So he quickly told what happened.
"Grandma Liu, do you think it's because of this that I have less energy?!"
This time, Granny Mi was stunned.
"Quantum, are you saying that Mrs. Li died last night? Did you even touch her?"
"Zhang Banxian is also in the car?!"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" Zhao Youliang nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
"Isn't that right? Even if I lie to anyone, I can't lie to you!"
Granny Wenmi knew about Zhao Youliang's character, so she didn't have any doubts and just said doubtfully.
"They are all neighbors. If Mrs. Li had left, there would have been some noise in her house early in the morning."
"But why until now..."
Before Grandma Mi could finish her words, she heard a burst of crying from a distance.
"Mom, why did you leave just like you said?"
"As a son, I don't even have time to honor you properly!!"
Look at that location, isn't it exactly in the direction of Mrs. Li's home...
Zhao Youliang and Granny Wenmi looked at each other in shock as they listened to the cries - they were really dead!
Old Mrs. Li is dead, that half-immortal Zhang...
