Without thinking, I answered: "Vintage store."
Manager Yang looked confused and asked: "What kind of store is Gu?"
I didn’t explain much, I just told Manager Yang the relevant street and asked him to drive.
By the time it’s time for “vintage”, it’s almost dark.
I just explained a few more words to Manager Yang about what vintage works are.
Manager Yang looked at the store sign and was puzzled for a long time before he said, "I've learned a lot about today's young people."
I didn't answer and went straight into the store.
The boss, who has a horse face and slender eyebrows, is highly recommending a set of lumberjack jeans from the 1950s and 1960s to his customers.
The boss's eyebrows were shining and he asked for a high price.
Not only did the customer not think it was expensive, he kept nodding with satisfaction.
But in my eyes, the denim clothes are stained with corpse oil that cannot be washed off. Although there is no resentment lingering and it will not be haunted, the yin energy is very strong. If you wear this kind of clothes too much, you will definitely see ghosts.
Manager Yang and I stood aside and waited.
The business was done, and after the customer left with the distressed handbag, the boss greeted me with a smile and asked me what I wanted to pick this time.
The last time I spent tens of thousands of dollars on clothes for the dead, he remembered me and was not surprised at all.
I softened my expression and said, "Can I still get related items from the clothes I wore last time?"
The store owner was stunned for a moment, then showed a troubled look.
He said unnaturally: "Brother...it's a bit difficult. You took the suit and sold the glasses to Brother Kang. My friend only brought these two things over. In fact, you just bought the clothes. The boss of Ge Ge Na Buddha Cards also came, and he was quite angry and gave me a slap in the face. Then he asked me to contact my friend, and the two met and chatted by themselves."
I frowned for a while.
"Buddha amulet?" Manager Yang suddenly spoke, "What's his name?"
"This..." The shop owner shook his head, with a wry smile on his face, and replied: "We open a shop and do business. When customers come, you are the boss. If you don't take the initiative, how can you ask the customer's name?"
Manager Yang's face darkened, and he added, "Then please give me your friend's contact information."
His expression was so stern that it even scared the shop owner.
The store owner froze for a moment and didn't move.
I put a hand on Manager Yang’s shoulder.
With the other hand, he pointed at the clothes hanging area nearby and said, "If you cooperate with us and contact your friend, it will be of great benefit to you. Manager Yang paid for all the clothes I pointed out."
The next second, the store owner was dumbfounded. He swallowed hard and murmured: "Really?"
I said calmly: "Do we look like jokers?"
"Hey! Hey! Okay!" The store owner's excited voice changed his tone, and the fear on his face disappeared.
"Two distinguished guests, wait a minute!" He hurried towards the cashier, took out his mobile phone and started making a call.
Steward Yang's eyelids twitched and he managed to say: "My nephew Xian Shen is so courageous."
"Money can make the world go round. Hong Si is not short of this money." I replied without changing my expression.
"Of course there is no shortage." Manager Yang coughed and his expression returned to straightness.
Then, he asked me, what should I do if someone has already taken advantage of me? There is a saying for people who are in the Buddhist amulet business to ask for things from evil ghosts. Generally, Yin cards are made of things from evil ghosts, and you can borrow ghosts to do things.
I felt a shiver in my heart again. These few words from Guanshi Yang actually made me understand a little bit about the Buddha amulet.
However, my expression remained unchanged and I explained that we were just looking for the ghost of the dead man's clothes, and we didn't really want to buy anything. Even if the things were bought by others, it didn't matter. The friend of the owner of this store could get the clothes from the dead. If we take the relics from the ghost's family, we will definitely be able to find that family.
I briefly explained the key points, and then Manager Yang suddenly understood.
Of course, we kept our voices low so that the owner of the vintage shop wouldn't hear us, lest we scare him.
A few minutes later, the store owner came over again with a flattering look on his face and invited us to sit in the attic and rest for a while. His friend would come as soon as possible.
Then, the store owner said: "Maybe, you two can still gain something."
"Oh?" Manager Yang asked, "What else can be gained?"
The shop owner scratched his head and replied: "The man who sells Buddhist amulets has cheated on my friend again. At this moment, my friend actually has something in his hand. It came from the same place as the suit last time, which is from the mental hospital. A long relic.”
My pupils shrank suddenly.
Manager Yang's expression changed slightly and he said nothing more.
The shop owner made a gesture of invitation with a smile on his face.
Manager Yang and I walked forward.
There is a small staircase behind the cashier. The ladder is full of goods, leaving only a very narrow ladder, which can barely accommodate one person.
It's said to be an attic, but in fact, it's just barely separated by a layer of space to store goods.
A square table was leaning against the railing, and there were some round stools.
I felt a little better after Manager Yang and I sat down.
Because the floor height here is too short, people cannot stand up straight.
Sitting here, you can see the layout of the vintage shop with a side glance.
"Well, two bosses, shall I pack the clothes you ordered earlier? There's no rush to pay the bill. We'll wait until you and my friend have finished chatting." The shop owner asked again with a smile.
"Stop talking about bosses, just call me Manager Yang. This is Mr. Luo. What's your name?" Manager Yang asked.
"Hu Jiang, you can call me Xiao Hu or Xiao Jiang." Hu Jiang even nodded and bowed.
"Okay, Hu Jiang, please go down. I don't want the things. Just calculate the money and I'll pay for it later." Manager Yang waved his hand.
Hu Jiang was stunned, and then his eyes became more excited.
He wisely retreated from the attic and even half-closed the palace door.
He looked like he was not doing any business for the sake of peace and quiet.
About an hour later, Hu Jiang’s friend came.
The man was in his thirties, with a mustache on his chin, casual clothes, and a baseball cap, with his hair pressed back by the hat.
Manager Yang and I looked at him in the attic.
Hu Jiang closed the shop door and communicated with the man in a low voice.
Soon, Hu Jiang brought the man up to the attic and briefly introduced each other.
I just learned that his friend’s name is Chen Jun, a native of Jinyang.
One of Chen Jun's eyes is sick and he can only open it a little, revealing the white of his eye.
His other eye was shiny black and looked extremely shrewd.
Before Manager Yang and I could ask any more questions, he took out a box and placed it on the table.
The box was wrapped in a layer of brown brocade and looked extremely retro.
"The amulet boss who cheated on me probably won't come. I haven't been able to contact him for several days."
"Boss, your surname is Luo, and you and that guy are both members of the same family. Can you take a look at the goods?" Chen Jun licked the corner of his mouth with anticipation on his face.
My heart skipped a beat again, surnamed Luo? Plus the Buddha amulet?
Shouldn't it be Luo Hu?
After thinking about it, I did not ask further questions, nor did I reach out to touch the box on the table.
