"I see that you are light on your feet. You look thin, but in fact you are very powerful. You should be able to master the art of witchcraft and driving away corpses! Your forearms are well muscled, and you often play gongs and clappers!"
"The yin energy on my body is very strong, my fingers are slender, and my nails are filled with human skin residue. I must have used paper or corpse skin frequently, not to mention the paper pinning technique!"
"I'll take a bold guess. You are proficient in all the nine funeral classes, right!?"
"It's so rare. A pure successor of the Nine-Liu Technique. You are the heaviest type of yin fate. If your fate is not extremely yin, or the yang evil is extremely yin."
"I'll make a final offer. Four things. Even if you want to kill Jin Yang's supervisor, I'll give you his head for at least one day!"
After Mao Yousan finished speaking this long paragraph, his face flushed with excitement.
But I got goosebumps all over my body and only felt a chill!
In one face-to-face encounter, he could actually see so many things?
I felt as if I was naked and all my secrets were exposed.
What made me sweat even more was that he said that even the head of Jin Yang’s supervisor could be obtained in one day...
The supervisors are all Taoist priests and gentlemen from Chuyang Shen.
Even if it's Sun Zhuo, I have to hide.
Is this Mao Yousan so great?
My palms became sweaty, and I took back the razor.
Among the ten of them, I am no match for Mao Yousan. If I take action, I will be humiliating myself.
He still looked at me expectantly and kept rubbing his hands.
"Sorry, I'm not interested. I won't sell it." I suppressed my cluttered thoughts and replied hoarsely.
There must be rules in the underworld, and he didn't dare to buy or sell by force.
"This..." There was a flash of disappointment in Mao Yousan's eyes, and his little eyes suddenly turned around flexibly, and he said quietly: "Well, don't you rush to make a decision now? I'll give you a gadget. If anything happens, you can Just call me."
As he spoke, he took out a rusty bell from his pocket.
The corpse chaser will use the bell, but it is not a corpse chaser's object.
"I don't need it." I replied decisively.
"Haha, little brother, no one doesn't need a trump card. Look, you are all injured. If nothing happens, the person you are provoking should be the hair-combing woman. The hair-combing woman is the key personnel of Huangsi and generally will not attack ordinary people. , you have offended the emperor of Jinyang, their manpower is as many as locusts, you will die."
"Dying in vain, what a waste of natural resources? What's wrong with making a deal?" Mao Yousan was still chattering.
Suddenly, the curtain was lifted.
The person who appeared at the door of the private room was none other than Tsubaki Ying!
There was only frost on her pretty face as she stared at Mao Yousan.
"You broke the rules. This is not your place." Chuying's words were cold and loud.
Originally, the teahouse was very quiet, with only babbling singing.
At this moment, the sound of the ghost singing disappeared.
The paper-tied man on the stage raised his head and stared blankly at us.
Including the people below who were listening to the opera, they all raised their heads almost at the same time and looked at Mao Yousan.
On the other side of the private room, the boy from before appeared.
His originally smiling face became extremely cold and stern, more like a dead face.
"Uh... misunderstanding, misunderstanding... I just saw a good "person" and couldn't help it. Being friendly makes money, and everyone makes money by being friendly."
Mao Yousan looked slightly panicked. He immediately stood up, left the private room in a hurry, and walked toward the stairs.
The paper was tied up on the stage, and he got off the stage with stiff limbs. He also walked towards the gate, as if he was waiting for Mao Yousan there.
The boy then came closer to us and apologized with a smile on his face.
Chuying waved her hand and signaled him to leave, and the young man left with relief.
"You came back pretty quickly." I glanced at the stairs and saw that Mao Yousan was gone, and I breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's been a day and a night, but it's really fast..."
Chuying'e frowned slightly and glanced at the stage.
There were a few more paper figures on the stage, and the play changed again.
"He was quite brave. He broke the rules here by sitting in a seat where there were people." Chu Ying pursed her lips and said.
"What happens if you break the rules?" I asked.
"Here, go up and sing." Chuying was still looking at the stage.
I didn't say much.
Mao Yousan definitely won't be able to get on the stage. Those few paper tyers just now don't have that ability.
It's just that it doesn't make sense for me to mention this now.
"Fortunately, you didn't ask for his things. If you did, you would be in big trouble." Chuying said again.
I shook my head and replied, "I'm not stupid."
After a brief conversation, the two fell silent again.
After a few seconds, Tsubaki Ying looked at me deeply, her face tense.
"Hong Si has closed the door."
I don't understand what closing the door means.
Chao Ying pursed her lower lip and whispered: "When there is an irresistible danger inside, and the person or ghost who caused the danger cannot be allowed to escape, Huangsi will seal the door and fight to the death to eliminate the threat. During this period, all the people in Huangsi will Everyone will be notified and rush back.”
My pupils constricted.
The headless woman was really fierce, and she actually forced Huang Si to do this.
"You were too cruel. Is that skinless ghost so ferocious? If you could force Huang Si to close the door, a lot of people must have died..."
Chuying's expression and tone were complicated.
"They brought it upon themselves, which is good news to me." I said calmly.
"No...it's not good news..." Chuying shook her head.
She just told me that the Hongsi in front of me was actually a strong man but a capable man. All the masters had gone out to do things, but once the door was closed, those people would come back after receiving the news. After they eliminate the danger facing Huang Si, they will retaliate. Jin Yang and I can't stay any longer. We have to finish things as soon as possible and then leave!
My eyelids twitched wildly, and I became afraid again.
Originally, I thought Hong Si was weak, with only Shu Po Po being slightly stronger.
Unexpectedly, it was because the master was out?
What about the headless woman? Can she get away?
"Let's go, it's time to go out." Chuying stood up and interrupted my thoughts.
Because of Takashi's words, my original idea of investigating other normal corpse shops was abandoned.
I walked out of the teahouse and returned the way I came.
At this time, all the shops were closed, and the narrow street was dead and dark.
Until the very beginning of the street, only Mao Yousan's shop remained open.
"The Mingfang is open after dark. However, the shop can't open tonight. He can only go to the stage to sing the scene of collecting corpses." Chu Ying seemed to have regained his mood and explained.
I didn't say anything, but out of the corner of my eye I could see a pile of crumpled yellow paper under the bamboo couch behind the coffin, and the paper faces on the surface were extremely lifeless.
Not long after, we left the underworld.
In the sunken wall on the right, the man was still sitting on the chair with his head hanging down, as if he was drowsy.
After walking up the sloping steps, Tsubaki opened the narrow door.
When we went out, the sunset reflected on my face, and I suddenly felt like I was in another world.
But suddenly, Chu Yingfeng's eyes tightened, staring at my left side.
My heart suddenly sank and I turned my head sharply.
Mao Yousan, a donkey-faced man, stood close to the wall, as if he was waiting for us.
He rolled his little eyes and said with a smile: "Little brother, if you don't sell yourself, how about selling your master? The old guy is probably useless. It's not bad to sell him at a good price while he's still alive."
Under the sunset, Mao Yousan's donkey face was stiff and rigid, like a vicious corpse.
