Chapter 114 Evil Spirits Trample on Purgatory

Faced with the syndrome of choice difficulty,

Fang Zheng looked up at the owner of the jade shop.

Then he turned to look at Zuo qianhu.

Trying to get some hints from the two of them, Fang Zheng quickly gave up on this naive idea.

He simply looked the same, closed his eyes and grabbed a piece of jade.

"Hmm?"

When she turned over the front of the jade plaque, Fang Zheng was slightly shocked and then humbly asked for advice, "What is the meaning of the relief on the jade plaque?"

"You're lucky." The owner of the jade store.

"It is not the best for evil spirits to step in purgatory, but they can deal with the walking of yin."

Fang Zheng's heart tightened at first, but when he heard the last sentence, his tense mind relaxed.

He was not greedy, as long as he could cope with this time.

"Evil spirits step on purgatory. Remember, if you are not afraid of ghosts and gods, you can also step down hell. The more determined you are, the stronger this jade plaque will be." The owner of the jade shop explained.

Fang Zheng took back the jade card. The jade was warm and delicate, and there seemed to be a faint warm current flowing in it.

It was as if this was a piece of living jade.

It was a piece of spiritual jade.

Fang Zheng was a little surprised and amused.

When Fang Zheng rushed back to the Underworld shop again, the little skull seemed to be startled, and with a guilty conscience, he quickly switched the domestic cartoon to the enlightenment early education course, and then made a serious appearance as a good baby.

Fang Zheng was a little angry and a little funny.

Fang Zheng didn't go to the shop to make the little skull look good, and then he went up to the second floor of the Underworld shop with a serious face.

No going up to the second floor!

He remembered Mr. Fu's warning tone on the first day.

...

The layout of the second floor was very simple, just two rooms in front and back. But one of the rooms was locked by a lock. Fang Zheng looked at it curiously and then looked at the other room.

Although the door was closed, it was not locked. Fang Zheng gently twisted the doorknob and pushed the door open easily.

The room was so ordinary that it didn't even have any extra furniture. There was only a wooden bed, and there were only nine wooden boxes.

The small room was almost full of space after nine wooden boxes were stuffed into it.

It could be seen that Mr. Fu usually paid attention to the details of life, the quilt was neatly folded, and the room was clean.

Soon, Fang Zheng found the lamp he was looking for in the first wooden box.

There were a few other things in the wooden box, a bronze mirror, a half man tall cowhide drum, a red embroidered shoe, and some other strange and disorderly things.

Fang Zheng kept in mind not to be curious and do unnecessary things.

He did not try to check what was in the other eight wooden boxes. When he found the spirit guiding lamp and a bronze key placed with the spirit guiding lamp, he left the room and went down to the second floor.

Creak, creak.

The old wooden stairs groaned in pain like an old man on a hospital bed, like the sound of a coffin under a coffin that old people in the countryside used to say. When Fang Zheng went downstairs, he saw Zuo qianhu and the owner of the jade store, all of them appeared outside the Underworld shop.

Fang Zheng nodded slightly.

Brother zuo, please take care of her for me. Fang Zheng pulled out the little skeleton.

When he saw the little skeleton, the owner of the jade shop only glanced at it, wondering if the owner's yang qi was like a furnace, which scared the little skeleton so much that he hid behind Fang Zheng. After some persuasion from Fang Zheng, the little skeleton reluctantly walked over to Zuo qianhu and stood quietly and obediently.

"I'm here, don't worry." Zuo qianhu nodded.

Fang Zheng did not know if Zuo qianhu's words were a double meaning, but he did not think deeply about it. After saying thank you, he began to close the store door.

During the period of going into the shade, no interference is allowed.

That's why Zuo qianhu and the owner of the jade store appeared here, protecting Fang Zheng.

Fang Zheng did not know why Zuo qianhu and the owner of the jade store could not participate in the yin walking. It seemed that he could only ask the answer after Mr. Fu came back.

Close the store door and take a drop of the victim's blood, as Mr. Fu had instructed.

When taking Shen Wenle's blood, Fang Zheng went to great lengths.

The dead man's blood had already coagulated. At first, he used a thin needle to prick it. Because the hole was small, it was difficult to squeeze out the blood, so he cut a centimeter on his fingertip directly to press out enough blood.

The man had been dead for more than 24 hours, and when Fang Zheng held Shen Wenle's little hand, there was no warmth.

Then, Fang Zheng tried to light the light, but it couldn't be lit at all. But when he carefully dripped Shen Wenle's dead blood onto the wick of the candle, poof, the white candle magically ignited without fire.

In an instant, the green lantern lit up with a faint green light, like a forest of ghost fires jumping, and even the entire Underworld shop was painted into a gloomy dark color, with gloomy wind gusts.

This is to use resentment as a guide to light the soul lamp.

Whether it was the ancient people's use of the spirit guiding lamp, which attracted the dead to mourn and miss the feelings of their loved ones; It was also the ancient The godmother who went through yin and overcast, claiming to be able to send his soul down to the underworld, asking for the life and death of the family and friends of the deceased, expressing his thoughts or condolences. In fact, both of them had essential characteristics in common.

That was to communicate with the dead.

There was no underworld in the world. Butcher zhang had already debunked the theory of ghosts and gods from the beginning. It was just a feudal superstition of the ancient people, exaggerating the facts and developing believers. Walking yin is not as evil as folk legends. Living people have the spirit world of living people and dead people have the spirit world of dead people.

A living person has a psychiatrist who can enter the spirit world of a living person.

The dead have to go into the spirit world of the dead.

There were two doors on the first floor of the Underworld shop, one for the front and one for the back.

Creak.

Fang Zheng hung the spirit lamp on the door frame of the back door and closed the door gently with both hands.

Yin walking is not easy.

But it's simple, because... The Underworld shop itself is a legal arena!

At this moment, Zuo qianhu and the owner of the jade shop outside the shop looked solemn at the same time.

"It's about to start!"

Staring fixedly at the Underworld shop with its closed door, it seemed as if it could pass through the door and see its insides.

At this time in the Underworld shop.

Fang Zheng took a deep breath and solemnly took out a key, but it was not the key to the back door, but the ancient bronze key that he had previously taken from the second floor with the spirit lamp.

When the bronze key was inserted into the keyhole, it was clearly a normal wooden door before, but at this moment, clang, under the bluish light, a loud crash like a bronze gear, deafening.

The surrounding air immediately plummeted and a gust of wind began to blow.

At this moment, it was clearly an ordinary door, but it was like a strange bronze door leading to hell, and even the light of the soul was even more green and gloomy.

With the revolving key, bang, card, card, card... It was like the sound of a bronze rack turning, and the surroundings were getting colder and colder...

When Fang Zheng gently opened the door, he opened a strange door to another misty world!

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Chapter 9, chapter 3. This chapter counts as chapter 9. The ninth owes one chapter, so please write it down. There are three chapters in total. It will be added in june. A little blushed.

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