Chapter 15 You are too cute to be monitored by a ghost
The old woman's hand passed through the boy's head without touching him at all.
"Alas! I'm afraid my century-old incense and candle shop will be ruined by this brat!"
The old woman sighed and accidentally noticed that Jiang Ci was looking into her eyes!
"You, can you see me?"
She floated over with a whoosh.
The wrinkled, blue old face was almost touching hers.
Jiang Ci slapped the old woman's face and pushed her away.
"Where is the stuff?"
The old lady smiled and pointed the way to her, "This way, please."
The several bungalows next to it belong to incense and candle shops, and are usually used to store various sacrificial items.
The old woman walked happily into a room.
Seeing that Jiang Ci didn't catch up, he stuck half of his head out from the shutter door and said, "Come in quickly!"
Jiang Ci: “…”
"Oh, by the way, you are a living person, you have to open the door to come in."
The old woman turned back and pointed to the key hanging on the wall of the shop.
Jiang Ci took the key.
The red-haired boy said without even raising his head: "There are surveillance cameras inside and outside my company. If you steal anything, I will pay you ten times the compensation!"
Jiang Ci looked around the shop and there was no surveillance camera at all.
She opened the door of the warehouse swiftly, and what came into view were all kinds of paper-made objects.
The only traditional paper-made items are paper dolls, while the rest are all the latest electronic products, home appliances, beauty and skin care products, and fashion luxury goods.
There are even large Chinese and Western-style villas with courtyards and swimming pools, and all kinds of cool and awesome sports cars.
These are all made of paper and look lifelike.
No wonder these things were so popular and sold like hot cakes when she was in the underworld.
"My grandson said that times have changed and we need to keep up with the times. He did all this himself. Isn't that great?"
The old woman in shroud said with pride.
"The yellow talisman and cinnabar are over here."
There were several bags of gold and silver paper piled in the corner, and behind the bags stood a faded red lacquered wooden box.
Jiang Ci rummaged around and found the yellow talisman and cinnabar.
"How much?"
"Girl, I don't want your money. I just want you to tell my grandson a few words."
Jiang Ci did not respond, but put the yellow talisman and cinnabar into his bag.
"You little thief, now I've caught you red-handed!"
The red-haired boy stood at the door, staring at her majestically with a long dung scoop in his hand.
"Ten times the compensation, don't even think about leaving if you don't pay me!"
Jiang Ci looked at the old woman and said, "This is your grandson's real job, right?"
The old woman didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Who are you talking to?" The red-haired boy rushed in holding a dung scoop.
"The money is on the box. I put it there because I saw you were addicted to playing games." Jiang Ci said, pointing to the hundred yuan on the box.
The red-haired boy snorted, grabbed the hundred yuan and rubbed it for a few times. After confirming that it was real money, he put down the dung bucket and said with a playful smile: "You are a very nice person!"
Jiang Ci: "Just run your shop well. With this skill, are you afraid you can't make money?"
The red-haired boy said nonchalantly, "Business is not good these days. Many people don't use sacrificial offerings anymore. They just buy a bunch of flowers to get by during the Qingming Festival. Money is hard to make, but shit is hard to eat!"
Jiang Ci: “…”
You don't even entertain guests when they come. You want to make money with such an improper attitude? You're dreaming.
Then she walked out of the warehouse and looked up at the sky.
It's eight o'clock in the evening now. There are no taxis nearby. It will take a long time to walk back.
"Is there any room available here?"
The red-haired boy's eyes lit up: "Yes, yes, do you want to rent a house? My rent is not cheap, 800 per month, and you have to pay for your own water and electricity."
"No, I'll just stay for one night."
“25 bucks a night!”
"OK."
The red-haired boy took her to the yard behind the bungalow and found one of the side rooms for her.
During the conversation with the old woman, I learned that the boy's name was Hao You and he had no father or mother.
He was picked up by Granny Hao from a garbage dump and raised like her own grandson. Later, Granny Hao passed away due to illness, and the incense and candle shop was passed on to him.
He was only sixteen or seventeen years old. He stopped going to school after junior high school and has been working in the incense and candle shop ever since.
"This is my grandma's bed. If you don't like it, you can sleep on the floor." Hao You said and went out.
"Don't worry, girl. I died in the hospital. The bed is clean."
Granny Hao was afraid that she would feel uncomfortable, so she explained.
Jiang Ci didn't hesitate and lay down on the bed, closing his eyes to rest.
Granny Hao tactfully walked out the door.
Jiang Ci was thinking that the world of the living was different from the world of the dead. Her soul was housed in this malnourished body and could not exert even one percent of its strength.
There are only two skills that can be demonstrated now.
Strong mental strength and power in hands.
Both of these skills require physical strength to support.
She needs to take good care of her body and strengthen her physique.
After a short rest, Jiang Ci found a brush and wrote Song Ran's eight characters on the yellow talisman with cinnabar.
"Chase the soul and lock the spirit, there is nowhere to hide, hurry up and show up, go!"
The soul-chasing talisman ignited spontaneously without any fire, and a light gray smoke emerged and floated strangely into the distance.
Jiang Ci felt as if his strength was drained again and he fell asleep immediately.
When she opened her eyes again, it was already the next morning.
Granny Hao squatted in the room, poking at the smoke curiously.
Seeing the direction of the smoke, Jiang Ci had a rough idea of where Song Ran was.
She could actually use a talisman to directly recall Song Ran.
But at the same time, he couldn't bear to destroy the freedom that Song Ran had finally obtained.
Therefore, Jiang Ci would rather walk a few more steps to find her.
After saying goodbye to Grandma Hao, Jiang Ci went to the roadside to take a taxi and asked the driver to drive southeast.
Following the faint trace of smoke, Jiang Ci came to the amusement park.
The amusement park is very big and has the most ghosts.
It is especially lively at night.
But now it is broad daylight, and the ghosts have all run away to hide in the dark.
Ghosts of too low a level are most afraid of being exposed to sunlight. Although they will not die, they will feel as painful as if they were burned by fire.
Jiang Ci followed the trail of smoke and found Song Ran sleeping in the Ferris wheel.
The key point is that the room she slept in was at the highest point.
Once the sun shines on her, her soul, which has not yet died but has left her body, will definitely be severely burned.
The rides are not fully operational yet.
Jiang Ci looked around and pulled a disheveled female ghost from the corner and asked her to help wake up Song Ran.
The dishevelled ghost said reluctantly: "I'm afraid of heights, I won't go!"
"Whoever goes, I'll buy him some incense and candles."
She had just finished speaking.
Seven or eight ghosts suddenly swarmed towards the Ferris wheel.
Less than half a minute.
They actually carried Song Ran down in a hurry.
"Where are the incense and candles?"
Jiang Ci told them the address of the incense and candle shop and asked them to go find Grandma Hao.
When she left, she had no change, so she left a hundred yuan for the room fee on the table.
The remaining money is enough to buy some incense sticks.
A few ghosts didn't believe her and were afraid that she was lying, so they insisted that she take it out right away.
One of the old ghosts suddenly remembered: "I know Mrs. Hao's incense and candle shop! When I died, my son ordered coffin supplies from her! I believe this girl!"
“First come, first served.”
As soon as Jiang Ci finished speaking, they disappeared.
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