Chapter 148 I’m Actually an Umbrella Seller
When Chao Fuyun asked for your safety, he really just meant it literally.
The conversation is like a human-computer interaction.
It's really dry.
It seems that the strategy of relying on thick skin and talking nonsense to stay in the pawn shop is not suitable for the eldest brother.
The eldest brother is more suitable for doing things that require strength.
Ye Xingzhou returned the jade slip.
"Big Brother, you go find the former pawn shop owner, I'll stay here and sneak into the pawn shop."
Chao Fuyun had no objection to this arrangement.
"Big Brother, does Second Brother have any habits or favorite items?" Ye Xingzhou asked.
"Xiao, he often plays the flute."
Ye Xingzhou took note.
The flowing water at dusk seems gentle, but in fact it is the most unkind.
What he doesn't need is that he really doesn't know how to recruit people.
It's a bit difficult to get close to the wooden cards.
Without the right opportunity, Ye Xingzhou's attempt to get acquainted with him would only cause resentment.
How was he supposed to get in?
Ye Xingzhou scratched his head, and suddenly an idea came to him. He stepped into the pawnshop again.
"Shopkeeper, what are the conditions for redeeming my pawned memories?"
Mu Liushui placed the wooden sign he had just wiped back into the transparent spherical barrier. After folding the handkerchief, he spoke slowly.
"Sir, you can exchange your life span, or sign a contract with the pawnshop."
contract?
"What contract?"
Mu Liushui opened his lips lightly, "Sir, do you want to redeem it?"
He did not directly answer what contract was signed.
This answer is like passing the buck, which is really frustrating.
Ye Xingzhou pursed his lips slightly, "Let me think about it."
"Sir, please do as you please."
Mu Liushui poured out a cup of tea and gently placed it next to Ye Xingzhou's hand.
The cup is misty.
Mu Liushui walked to the back of the cabinet, took out a sky-blue paper umbrella from the corner and fumbled with it to repair it.
Looking through the mist from the teacup, Ye Xingzhou saw that two ribs of the paper umbrella were broken.
Taking the initiative to help with repairs seems too cozy, it is better to use a business approach to build closer relationships.
"Shopkeeper, is your umbrella broken?" Ye Xingzhou asked knowingly.
Mu Liushui hummed lightly.
"What a coincidence." Ye Xingzhou took out two oil-paper umbrellas from his storage bag.
"Actually, I'm an umbrella seller. Buying an umbrella only requires two low-grade ghost stones, and repairing an umbrella only requires one."
Mu Liushui did not rush to respond to Ye Xingzhou's sales pitch, but continued with the work in his hands.
He took out a thin ribbon and seemed to want to tie up the broken part of the umbrella.
But the ribs of the umbrella had broken several times before, and it took a long time to repair them.
He tried again and again until a bloody mark was accidentally cut on the tip of his index finger. Mu Liushui sighed as if he had compromised.
He turned his head and followed the source of the sound to lock onto Ye Xingzhou's position. Even though his eyes were covered with a veil, his handsomeness could not be concealed.
His spiritual sense swept across the two umbrellas with childish patterns in Ye Xingzhou's hands, and he chose the latter.
"Trouble you."
Mu Liushui handed the umbrella to Ye Xingzhou, took out a clean handkerchief from the cabinet, and wiped the blood from his fingertips.
Ye Xingzhou withdrew his gaze and concentrated on repairing the umbrella.
There were a few new ribs in the storage bag, and he replaced the broken ones.
The umbrella was repaired in a short while.
Ye Xingzhou opened the umbrella, raised it and shook it. It was stable and would not break again.
"Try opening it." He handed the umbrella to Mu Liushui.
"Thank you very much."
Mu Liushui placed half of the ghost stone on the table, avoided Ye Xingzhou's hand, grasped the end of the umbrella handle, took the umbrella and opened it.
Ye Xingzhou was actually quite curious.
There is no sun in the ghost market, it is dark all day long, even the moon is not visible, what are you shielding yourself from with an umbrella?
Thinking of this, he asked tentatively.
"Shopkeeper, what can you protect yourself from with an umbrella in the ghost market?"
"Sir, you can go out and try it with an umbrella and you will know."
Mu Liushui gave another answer without giving an answer.
Ye Xingzhou came to the outside of the pawnshop and opened his umbrella. A vengeful spirit came close to his face and was infinitely enlarged.
What the hell!
My shoulders also feel heavy.
Ye Xingzhou turned his head and had a close fight with another vengeful face.
Fortunately, he had a strong mental state, and Ye Xingzhou just shook his hand and then returned to normal.
Looking more closely, there are two spiritual threads in the dantian connected to the vengeful spirit.
The two evil spirits were stealing the spiritual power in his dantian bit by bit.
Judging from his familiar appearance, it is obvious that he has done this a lot.
At this moment, the umbrella above their heads seemed to work. The two evil spirits screamed and quickly scattered.
Ye Xingzhou looked around.
The second appearance of the ghost market appeared.
The air is filled with ghosts and evil spirits abound.
Ye Xingzhou tilted his umbrella and looked up at the sky.
The dark night, which was originally dotted with stars, suddenly changed drastically, and the ghostly aura covering the ghost market was diffused from the air.
Where he held the umbrella formed a protective circle, isolating the evil spirit.
Previously, he just thought that the eldest brother was a mysophobia, so his spiritual power was consumed quickly. It turned out that there was a group of resentful spirits stealing his spiritual power.
He is just a cultivator in the late stage of Qi Refining, and these two damn ghosts are stealing his spiritual power.
He deserves a beating.
Before the two evil spirits could run far, Ye Xingzhou chased them with an umbrella and poked the evil spirits' butts with his other umbrella.
"You'll steal my spiritual power!"
"Let you be a little thief!"
“Where are you running to!”
The vengeful spirit covered his butt and howled.
"You're a pervert! If you want to kill me, just kill me. Why are you poking my butt?"
Another vengeful spirit said: "Don't chase me, don't chase me. I only stole two strands of spiritual energy. I'll give it back to you! Don't chase me anymore!"
It’s such bad luck to meet such a perverted monk!
"Give it back quickly, or I'll stab you to death."
Ye Xingzhou spread his hands, and the vengeful spirit reluctantly exhaled spiritual energy.
"You've all become vengeful spirits, why are you stealing spiritual energy?"
The vengeful spirit spoke slowly, "Once you have stolen enough spiritual energy, you can cultivate to become a person in the ghost market."
They refer to the physical ghosts in the ghost market, which are the pedestrians that Ye Xingzhou saw when he was not holding an umbrella.
"You can't practice honestly relying on ghost energy, you have to do it secretly."
Just thinking of taking shortcuts by cheating.
Ye Xingzhou couldn't muster any sympathy at all.
The two vengeful spirits stole a total of five strands of spiritual energy, which was no bigger than a grain of rice, so Ye Xingzhou did not notice that the spiritual energy in his dantian had disappeared.
But, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat. This is his spiritual energy, so how can he give it away for free?
Ye Xingzhou returned to the pawnshop and put away his oil-paper umbrella.
Fortunately, he had many umbrellas.
He will have to remind the eldest brother when he comes back later.
Judging from the rate at which spiritual energy is being consumed, there are probably six or seven vengeful spirits stealing the eldest brother's spiritual energy.
Then he will kill the ghosts one by one.
Once the umbrellas were folded, the ghost market became bustling with people again.
Ye Xingzhou returned to his original seat at the small table.
He also held umbrellas in pawn shops when he was repairing them.
However, there was nothing unusual at the time, and Mu Liushui was not holding an umbrella in the pawnshop.
What in the pawn shop can keep out evil spirits?
"Shopkeeper, to be honest, I also want to take over your shop and start selling umbrellas." Ye Xingzhou picked up the ghost stone used to repair umbrellas and handed it to Mu Liushui. "Don't worry, I'm not talking in vain."
Mu Liushui on the opposite side put down his teacup and took the ghost stone.
"The shops in the ghost market are transformed by vengeful spirits."
"You can sign a contract with the vengeful spirit, give it some spiritual power, and it will turn into a house."
"With the contract in place, no outside spirits can enter."
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