The grocery store was very quiet, except for the footsteps of Lin Qian and Coco, there were no other sounds.

At this moment, Lin Qian was wearing a black trench coat and a pair of blood-stained gold glasses. With Lin Qian's face, at first glance, he felt that he was a gentle man.

Lin Qian put a piece of yellow paper back on a gold box and was very silent. The ghosts in this ghost shop were each weirder than the last:

"confused"

"The law of murder: you lose your soul when you see it."

"The scope of the ghost domain: one city."

"Terror level: twenty-five (out of thirty-five)."

"Price: one hundred yuan (no bargaining)."

This is the content on the yellow paper just now. This thing is another S-level ghost.

Lin Qian glanced at the gold boxes on the shelf. There were seventeen in total. This also meant that there were seventeen ghosts sealed in them. If the level of terror was the same as what he had seen before...

Then, how terrifying is the owner of this ghost store?

Moreover, Lin Qian also discovered a rather strange situation, that is, the names of these evil ghosts seemed to be very retro, and they did not look like names that were only used during the Republic of China.

Moreover, the characters on the yellow paper were also written in small seal characters. Although some people liked to use small seal characters in the Republic of China, people in that era generally started to move towards simplified characters...

Therefore, Lin Qian suspected that this ghost shop might not be left over from the Republic of China, but existed before the Republic of China.

The basis for this guess is very solid. In his mind, the ghost controllers during the Republic of China could not reach the level of a grocery store. Of course, there are people who can do it, such as Mr. Qin and several other old people.

But those who survived during the Republic of China, except for one or two people who were active among the people, basically stayed in their own one-third of an acre of land and did not participate in anything, let alone catch any S-level ghosts.

Well, if it weren't for this, the supernatural events wouldn't happen so frequently now.

And looking at this grocery store, the S-class ghosts sell whatever they want, with the attitude that as long as you have money, you can buy anything, and they don't care what the consequences of selling these ghosts will be.

"What a scary place..."

Lin Qian murmured to himself. Although he couldn't guess that this grocery store came from that era, he knew that this was not a place where he could run wild, even if the middle-aged man gave people an impression of being ordinary.

Strange feeling.

But if he really wanted to take action, he would be packed into a box in minutes and then labeled with a price of no more than three hundred yuan at most...

Thinking of this, Lin Qian silently lowered his head and looked at a pen placed on the grid. The tip of the pen was red, and the barrel was thin and short. It was made of mahogany. The body of the pen was engraved with a ghost's eyebrow drawing. It was exquisite yet grand, strange yet strange.

fear.

Picking up the yellow paper placed next to him, Lin Qiantong shrank slightly when he saw the content on it clearly:

"Ghost eyebrow painting"

"The rules of killing: trace the eyebrows of a living person, trace the eyebrows of a living person, and describe the death of a person by day."

"Terror level: twenty (out of thirty-five)."

"Price: twenty yuan (no bargaining)."

"Advice: This is one of the pieces of the marriage puzzle. If you can, don't paint your eyebrows for the bride. This is something that only the person you are marrying can do. Anyone else who does it will die."

"Advice: If you are holding an eyebrow pencil, you should be careful when your bride comes to your door."

"Isn't this marriage a treacherous bride?"

Lin Qian looked at the yellow paper in his hand, then turned to look at the empty shelf on the left. The thirty-five small seal characters written on it were obvious.

"If you are marrying a treacherous bride, then you will be willing to be hungry, eat poorly, have no knife, etc..."

Lin Qiantong narrowed his eyes slightly. He felt that this guess was a bit creepy.

He lowered his head and stared at the eyebrow pencil placed on the grid. No need to guess, Lin Qian was sure that this thing was one of the puzzle pieces of the Cunning Bride, because he had seen this thing before, just when he put the umbrella ribs and handle together and opened it.

when.

In that illusory room, he saw this pen, which was exactly the same.

As soon as he picked up the eyebrow pencil, a coldness instantly surrounded his body, but it was suppressed only for a moment:

"This thing is so vicious. It can be used as a bridal puzzle. It's not something to be trifled with."

Turning over the eyebrow pencil in his hand, Lin Qian felt a little strange. He looked at the content on the yellow paper. It didn't seem to say what the purpose of this pen was, it just talked about the rules of killing:

"Boss, what is the function of this eyebrow tattoo ghost? Can you tell me?"

Lin Qian asked the boss directly without any embarrassment. Just ask if you don't understand. You must have the spirit of not being ashamed to ask. This is what elementary school teachers often talk about.

Hearing Lin Qian's voice, the boss said without raising his head:

"When you draw eyebrows on a living person, a woman draws her eyebrows to marry a ghost. A man draws a ghost to marry a ghost. Drawing eyebrows on a dead person. Drawing eyebrows leads to marriage. It doesn't matter whether you are male or female, and it doesn't matter what species you are."

Having said this, the middle-aged man paused for a moment, as if he had thought of something before continuing:

"However, this won't happen if you use it. You are the king of marriage, so there is nothing wrong with using the things you marry. The person or ghost whose eyebrows are painted by you will become your maid or servant until the eyebrows are painted.

disappear."

"However, I don't mind if you do this. Marrying is very fierce. Even if she is broken up and only part of the puzzle has just been completed, she is still very fierce."

"Of course, this is just a suggestion. If you insist on doing so, I won't say anything. Just treat it as if I never said it."

After saying that, he ignored Lin Qian and continued to look at the thin book on the counter.

"Oh~ So that's it? That's interesting."

Lin Qian lowered his head and examined the eyebrow pencil in his hand. He was not surprised by what the middle-aged man said. After reading the previous information about the evil spirits, Lin Qian felt that he had grown up.

"The prince who marries the bride is a deceitful bride. Ha, it's just as I thought."

From this middle-aged man's words, Lin Qian learned a lot and verified many conjectures:

"Marrying is a treacherous bride, so wishing is probably a wishing ghost, hungering is probably a starving ghost, and eating, if your guess is correct, is probably a foreign cannibal ghost."

If you think about it according to how you think about it, the difference is just a mistake. As for Wu and Ren, and others, Lin Qian will not be able to think of it for a while.

Playing with the eyebrow pencil in his hand, Lin Qian's eyes flashed. He had to buy this thing. He couldn't leave the bride's puzzle to the bride. Only in this way would he have a chance to survive in the future, especially after Zhang Xianguang completed the two pieces of the bride's puzzle.

back.

He feels that he can't fuck the bride again. Before, he thought that if he met the bride, he could run away even if he couldn't beat her. But now, running away is a problem...

"It's all Zhang Xianguang's fault for not being the son of a man!"

Now that he decided to buy it, there was no need to put it back. He just threw it into his pocket and turned his attention to the next grid.

There was a gold box placed there. As usual, I picked up the yellow paper and started reading the contents.

The grocery store was very quiet. There was a looming smell of rotten wood. The smell was so bland that you couldn't smell it if you didn't smell it carefully. The hot tea on the coffee table was still steaming, and the occasional footsteps seemed particularly abrupt.

Coco was eating oden, looking around with eyes all around, curiosity on her face.

The middle-aged man was still slowly flipping through the books on the counter, not paying any attention to the situation inside the grocery store.

"Ghost blows out the lamp"

"The rules of killing: if the lamp goes out, you die; if the lamp is blown, you die."

"The scope of the ghost domain: ten miles."

"Terror level: twenty (out of thirty-five)."

"Price: Fifteen yuan (no bargaining)."

"Advice: This ghost grows through killing people. The pattern will change with the number of kills. If you intend to buy it, please make sure you have the strength to suppress this fierce ghost."

"Advice: This ghost is the last piece of Wu's puzzle, and it is also Wu's opportunity to escape from trouble. If the person who buys this ghost encounters Wu, please seal it up immediately. Do not let Wu get this ghost and escape from trouble."

“Something to remember!”

Lin Qian calmly put the yellow paper back. This was already the last grid. He had already read through all the thirty-five grids. The ghosts he had seen were as outrageous as they were. Basically, they were all

An existence that can destroy a country or even the world at will...

After reading too much, Lin Qian became numb. After putting the yellow paper away, he looked back at the previous grid and thought about it. Based on the money he had, he could only buy a pair of glasses and an eyebrow pencil.

Pens, a twenty-yuan and a fifty-yuan ghost, if there are too many, they will be gone.

He had collected all this money from the backstage of the Ghost Theater, and with the old man from the tailor shop giving some money, he had a huge amount of money worth one hundred and ten yuan.

He liked a lot of things here, but unfortunately they were too expensive and he couldn't afford them. The cheap things were useless to him, so he felt a little uncomfortable. He wanted them but had no money. He wanted to rob them, but he couldn't fight them...

Lin Qian wore ghost glasses, lowered his head and meditated. After thinking about it for a while, he seemed to have made a decision and walked towards the counter.

When he came to the counter, Lin Qian randomly took two gold boxes, which were the boxes that contained the beating ghost and the breathing ghost. He thought he would buy these two ghosts first, and then buy other things when he had money.

.

When he came to the counter, Lin Qian placed two gold boxes, a pair of glasses, and an eyebrow pencil on the counter:

"Boss, check out."

"Oh, have you finished picking?" The middle-aged man raised his head slightly and looked at the objects on the table in surprise:

"That's all?"

"Well, that's all." Lin Qian replied calmly.
To be continued...