"Has it been like this for generations? It's really a cruel and vicious curse!"

Ji Yuan raised his eyebrows, as if he was a little surprised.

He thought of the great Buddha Zhang, whose ancestors had been here for generations.

The men were all killed by evil ghosts at the age of thirty-seven, while the women's essence and blood dried up and died after they became pregnant.

This means that as soon as the child was born, his mother was gone.

In a few years, my father also passed away.

In the end, it was difficult for him and himself to escape the fate of premature death.

How miserable must it be to live such a miserable life with the end in sight?

Such worldly pleasures as marrying a wife and having children are like life reminders.

Every day that passes is one step closer to hell!

"There are rumors about this matter in both the Yang world and the Yin city.

The Zhang family also invited many experts for this purpose, and the Xuankong Temple, the first of the Huangjue Temple,

In Zhenwu Mountain, none of the high skills taught by Laojun can be eradicated.

The power of the curse is rooted in the bone marrow.

Unless it is cut off, it will be passed down from generation to generation."

An Shanren also sighed repeatedly, seeming quite sympathetic.

For ordinary people, carrying on the family line is a top priority higher than the sky.

How could it be possible to give up so easily?

Therefore, there is no successor and no heir.

It is truly one of the most vicious curses in the world.

"Today, the Buddha Zhang in the Chenghuang Temple is the twenty-fifth generation of the Zhang family.

In the early years, the Zhang family was engaged in the business of back-fighting, which was regarded as the "stealing" sect among the underworld.

Later, after experiencing the disaster of Qinghuang's fake tomb, he stopped doing it.

He then started a pawn shop and collected some gold, silver and jade items with shady origins.

I want to know about the undercover trade, so it would be right to contact him."

An Shanren used to stay in Yinshi and attracted many ghosts with his skill of making wontons, so he could only inquire about them.

As long as there is a head and face, a name and a surname, there is no news that it does not know.

"In this case, it's time to go and meet this great Buddha.

Look at this strange mountain, what is so strange about it?"

Ji Yuan's eyes flickered, he made up his mind, and thought to himself:

"There are really hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the capital today. In Lianyin City, there are also people who are doing business in ghost business.

Those martial arts, noble stomachs, and aristocratic families are just a flashy surface under the feet of the saint.

The real secrets and shady deeds are probably hidden underneath.

If you don’t pay attention deliberately, how can you find it?”

Thinking of this, he waved his hand, and An Shanren, who was slightly bent over, bowed his hands and retreated into the niche in the form of billowing black wind.

…

…

The next day, Changshunfang, Liulichang.

After the New Year, the place returned to its original lively scene.

Various vendors and hawkers crowded together at the street entrance.

There are rusty bronze Buddhas, incomplete jade statues, and many rare calligraphy and paintings stamped with famous seals... It can be said that there is a dazzling array of things to see.

How much of it is true and how much is false.

Then it's not clear.

After all, in this line of work.

Identifying the true and eliminating the false is a subject of endless learning.

No matter how experienced the old man is, there are times when he gets blinded.

"Speaking of which, the first Dao aggregate I obtained came from this.

Thanks to the fake painting by the ghost immortal Shen Haishi, "The Night Banquet of the Bone Bodhisattva's Bliss."

After a few months, Ji Yuan came back to Liulichang, and he already had a completely different mood of indifference.

He changed out of the eye-catching red python robe and put on a black martial robe that was ironed and fitted.

He put his hands behind his back and looked up at the towering archway with a slightly emotional expression.

Liulichang in Changshunfang can be regarded as the place where he made his fortune.

From the Yunying Tiqi who was plotted by Shangguan, to the python-clad Qianhu who patrolled the land.

If you think about it carefully, just over half a year has passed by in the blink of an eye.

But without that white destiny of [steel and iron bones], entering the martial arts hall, fighting Yang Xiu to the death, and rising to prominence are all empty talk.

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"At that time, I had to rely on Yunyingpao to support my appearance, and Beizhen Fusi to gain confidence.

Now, it’s no longer necessary.”

A smile appeared on Ji Yuan's lips, and he casually announced his name.

The most famous ones in Liulichang are Yuntingzhai, Deyiju and Huaiyin Pavilion.

The shopkeepers on the table and the masters behind the scenes.

They all want to sweep it clean and walk backwards to greet each other.

With his mind wandering, he lifted his steps and walked inside.

Tong Guan and Li Yan, who were carrying swords, both had cold expressions and were following behind like followers.

The crowded crowds of people, who were rubbing shoulders with each other, retreated to both sides.

The leader's magnanimity is extraordinary, and he looks like a noble general who can't afford to offend him.

If anyone is not discerning and has wrong thoughts, he will definitely end up in a terrible end.

You know, a place like Liulichang is a mixed bag.

There are not only those who forge and sell fake goods, but also those who pick up leaks.

More often than not, they are still little thieves in the money bag.

"Isn't this the man from Beizhen Fusi?"

"You know him?"

"Have you ever heard of Tai Sui who had an affair with Duke Liang? This is the one!"

"Ji Jiulang who walked out of Tai'anfang? For the past nineteen years, he has been the number one in the martial arts hall without any background... What an impressive figure!"

"..."

The sharp-eyed vendors who set up stalls on both sides of the long street immediately recognized Ji Yuan.

Suddenly, the sound of whispering was like a gurgling stream, flowing everywhere.

Ji Yuan has keen senses and doesn't take it seriously when he hears it.

Go directly to Chenghuang Temple on West Street and step into the 19th shop, Huaiyin Zhai.

It's still the same as when you first entered the door, with the door panels on both sides dark.

The lighting inside was not good, it looked gloomy, and there was a deep chill inside.

The waiter named "Zhang Dong" wears a melon-pipe hat and a gray gown.

Standing respectfully outside the door, waiting to be greeted early.

"Young one, I've met Mr. Qianhu."

Zhang Dong turned sideways and half-bent over and said.

"Master Ji has come to Huaiyinzhai, I don't know what you are doing?

Are you looking for a few small objects that are fun to play with, or are you looking for a large object that can calm the house and suppress evil spirits?"

Located on the West Street of Chenghuang Temple, Huaiyinzhai is more famous than the previous three.
To be continued...