Chapter 442: Twin Graves Gather Evil, Fight Evil with Evil
Death is powerless.
The outcome determined a hundred years ago is powerless.
The gap of time is also powerless.
Ye Xingzhou heard the cry for help from a hundred years ago, but he could not save the person from a hundred years ago.
The scene changes.
The colorful pavilion disappeared.
Ye Xingzhou was on a street full of immortals.
People came and went, but no one stopped for him.
If there was any, it was just to imitate people's expressions, bump him with his shoulder, and say something nice to him.
"Get out of the way! You're blocking the road and waiting to be run over by the carriage."
The smell of blood quickly dissipated.
Ye Xingzhou staggered and the things in his hand fell to the ground.
It's an embroidered shoe.
The girl dropped her embroidered shoes.
Ye Xingzhou picked it up, cleaned the dust off with a hand gesture, and carefully wrapped it with a cloth.
When he first entered the ghost market, he was frightened by the red and white evil spirits.
And now.
Only sorrow.
It begins with joy and ends with sorrow.
The passing of life is too heavy.
Ye Xingzhou raised his foot and walked towards the west street.
The girl's are embroidered shoes.
The butcher's knife should be a pig-killing knife.
A butcher never leaves his butcher knife.
The sound of chopping meat was very loud. The kitchen knife chopped the meat, cut the bones, and finally hit the chopping board.
The wooden chopping board was marked with new knife marks, and the pork was neatly chopped into several pieces.
"Butcher Chen, you're just picking out some neck meat to fool me, an old man, right?"
"I don't want this piece of meat. Change it to a fatter one."
The waiter said in a shrill voice, throwing the cut pork back onto the chopping board.
The butcher had thick eyebrows and was wearing a jacket. The tendons on his arms were bulging with flesh.
At this time, it swelled up because of anger.
The butcher stared at the waiter and said, "You know how much of a bargain you're getting by paying ten cents for a pound of pork."
The two immortals were arguing fiercely with each other in a human manner.
Specifically, the butcher kept on producing while the old waiter was busy cutting a few pieces of pork from time to time, ignoring the old waiter's angry scolding.
Ye Xingzhou squeezed into the crowd of onlookers and listened for a while without getting the main point.
Fresh meat is hung on the hooks of the stall, and each part is clearly divided.
Pork is fifteen cents a pound, the price is clearly marked.
The waiter was playing tricks and wanted to buy a pound of good meat for only ten cents.
It was just an ordinary quarrel, and Ye Xingzhou couldn't find any clues for a while.
From time to time, there were voices of support from all around.
"I say, Butcher Chen, it's not easy for him as he's old. Just sell it to him for ten cents, even if you make a small loss."
"Yes, yes. If a family doesn't have parents, then it's considered as accumulating good karma."
Butcher Chen turned a deaf ear to them and used the shiny butcher knife in his hand to chop the meat, each time with greater force.
In the current situation, Butcher Chen is the one being morally kidnapped.
Could it be that the solution to the problem is to help the butcher solve these problems?
This is too one-sided.
Ye Xingzhou pushed aside the crowd and observed the pork stall closely. Apart from the meat, Ye Xingzhou really didn't find any useful clues.
Ye Xingzhou raised his gaze and locked onto Butcher Chen.
He was wearing a jacket and a pair of linen trousers, and he was wielding the butcher knife in his hand with great vigor.
After a few cuts, a bone was removed, and the waiter reached out to try to take it.
Butcher Chen glared at him and threw the bones into an iron basin under the stall.
He blew a whistle.
The old man wiped his mouth and said, "It's better to make some soup for my old man than to give it to the dog."
"Your dog hasn't come back in a few days. It must have died outside."
With a clang.
The butcher knife split a piece of bone into two halves, and the old man shuddered with fear.
Butcher Chen stared at the waiter and said, "Watch your mouth."
The frightened old man felt embarrassed and kept trying to argue.
"You are so old, but you don't know how to find a wife. You treat dogs and cats as ancestors all day long. You deserve to be poor at the age of thirty."
Butcher Chen glared and tightened his grip on the butcher knife.
Ye Xingzhou grasped the key point.
Butcher Chen has a dog and a cat, and his emotions fluctuate greatly when the old waiter mentions cats and dogs.
Butcher Chen blew the whistle again.
The cat didn't come, and the dog didn't come either.
The old man was in vain after a long time of trying to get what he wanted, so he picked up his ten cents and left cursing.
The onlookers dispersed.
Butcher Chen was a little unsteady on his feet and kept looking outside. However, since the pork stall was unattended, he did not leave for a long time.
Ye Xingzhou took two steps forward and stood in front of the pork stall. "Are you looking for cats and dogs?"
Butcher Chen did not answer.
Ye Xingzhou added, "I can help you find it."
Butcher Chen finally raised his eyelids. "What do you want in exchange?"
Ye Xingzhou asked back, "What you can give me, I can take out of the city."
He didn't directly ask for the butcher's knife, but asked the butcher to give it to him.
Butcher Chen slowly placed his knife on the chopping board. "Three cats, two dogs."
Ye Xingzhou: "What are they called?"
Butcher Chen: "Cat, dog."
Ye Xingzhou: "What are the characteristics?"
Butcher Chen: "A cat is a cat, and a dog is a dog."
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Ye Xingzhou asked, "What should I call them?"
"Blow the whistle."
Finally getting to the point.
Ye Xingzhou nodded and followed the old man in the direction he left.
When the old man talked about the dog, he subconsciously wiped his mouth.
It's easy to find it because of my greed.
The old man hummed a little tune and went to the street to get a lot of benefits using the same unreasonable method, and then he staggered into the alley.
The old man entered a small courtyard and looked around furtively before entering the house and closing the door.
Ye Xingzhou jumped lightly onto the roof and lifted the tiles.
The waiter fished out a bowl of broth from the stove and drank it while smacking his lips.
In a corner of the stove, there was a pocket, bulging with something.
Three furry skins were drying on the wall.
Nothing was said, yet everything was made clear.
Old bitch.
Ye Xingzhou resisted the urge to hit someone, and when Lao Deng was gnashing his teeth, he threw an iron ball at him.
There's a big hole in the roof.
Lao Deng was so frightened that he dropped his bowl of soup and a bone got stuck in his throat.
The old man was choked to death by his bones, and Ye Xingzhou did not kill him.
The backlash from the change in fate did not fall on Ye Xingzhou.
Ye Xingzhou walked around Lao Deng and opened the bag.
In the bag, there were indeed cats and dogs that had been poisoned. Ye Xingzhou put the fur into the bag.
The old man was very clever, and he started attacking the cat that rarely came home, and then moved on to the dog.
Looking again, I saw that there were many other animal furs in Lao Deng's house.
This old bitch is a habitual offender.
The butcher level is as dull and straightforward as the butcher's speaking style.
He has a ferocious appearance but a delicate mind, and his cats and dogs are fat and plump.
Ye Xingzhou picked up the bag of evidence and stepped out of the door.
The world spun, and another scene emerged.
A hundred years ago, the butcher noticed that something was wrong with Lao Deng, so he took advantage of Lao Deng's absence to break into his house.
We also found a house full of fur and dead cats and dogs.
Cats and dogs are the only concern of the taciturn and feared butcher, and they are like family members.
The butcher was furious and killed Lao Deng with a butcher knife that night.
On the way to surrender to the authorities, we encountered wind and rain.
Before the butcher knife touched the person, the butcher's head fell to the ground.
A quick death.
When Ye Xingzhou opened his eyes, the butcher knife was already in his hand.
He understood the purpose of the butcher level in the ghost market illusion.
The masks placed in front of the ghost market to trick people into wearing them are made of the fur of living animals.
When people wear it, they become animals.
Become an animal and experience firsthand the fear of animals being killed.
Ye Xingzhou lowered his eyelids.
Red and white evil spirits, heavy resentment.
The butcher knife is very evil.
Adding evil to evil can suppress the vengeful spirits of those who were demon cultivators in their previous lives, and thus seal the ghost market.
Double graves gather evil, fight evil with evil.
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