To further investigate the true nature of the paper shop, it's definitely not feasible to go in the body of a "death row inmate."
Even if you can fool the living, you can't fool the dogs in town.
The Spring and Autumn Annals states: "Dogs are born from the spirits of fighting."
Therefore, dogs are the nemesis of almost all dirt.
Since ancient times, my country has used dog blood, especially black dog blood, to ward off evil spirits.
Even a low-level evil spirit would be terrified if it were drenched in dog blood, or even just stared at by a dog.
This is also an important reason why people have kept dogs to guard their homes and property since ancient times:
Because they not only prevent bad people from entering, but also keep out uninvited "dead people"...
After thinking it over for a while, the death row inmate decided to try his luck at the mass grave.
After all, all his personal belongings were taken away before he was executed.
This includes concocted imps, various "medicinal spells" carried around, and so on.
In this peaceful and prosperous age, perhaps only in places like mass graves can one catch a few lonely ghosts.
......
On the other side, inside the town.
Zhao Youliang, who had been busy all day, was unaware that danger was about to strike again.
Seeing that the last ray of sunlight was about to disappear, they quickly closed the shop according to the rules.
Seeing that Wang Youcai, whom he had specially bought, didn't eat a single bite of the barbecue, Zhao Youliang couldn't help but feel puzzled.
"Hey cousin, what do you mean by this?"
"You haven't eaten anything since this morning. Is it because you don't like to eat, or are you sick and can't eat?"
"Do you need me to lend you some money so I can take you to the hospital for a checkup tomorrow?!"
Wang Youcai ignored him, sitting upright in his chair with his knees together and his back straight.
He looked more like a soldier than a professional soldier.
Zhao Youliang wasn't angry that the other person ignored him; instead, he continued talking to himself.
"Cousin, it's fine if you don't eat, but why aren't you saying a word? Could it be...?"
The words "Could he be mute?" were on the tip of Zhao Youliang's tongue, but he swallowed them back.
What if the other person really is mute? That would be incredibly hurtful.
As the saying goes: Don't hit someone in the face, and don't insult someone by revealing their shortcomings.
Besides, they have no grudge against me...
Amidst Zhao Youliang's frantic activity, the time passed by unnoticed and it was already midnight.
He quickly settled his "cousin" back in his room to sleep, while he himself busied himself offering incense to all the gods.
Of course, the first incense stick was offered to the memorial tablets of Uncle Gray, "Little Dumpling," and Brother Huang.
Even the pair of dolls in the shop had to be placed at the back.
Zhao Youliang would never do something like failing to repay a debt of gratitude!
After offering incense, Zhao Youliang opened the back door as instructed by "Master Zhang".
Holding his own umbrella, he stood respectfully by the door, waiting.
The reason Zhao Youliang was holding an umbrella was because he was worried that his mortal eyes wouldn't be able to see the immortals entering.
If one were to be disrespectful and incur the wrath of the deities, wouldn't that be a greater loss than gain?
Just as Zhao Youliang was getting bored while waiting, he suddenly noticed an old woman standing alone under the streetlight across the street.
The old lady was someone he knew—Grandma Li, who lived nearby.
But I only heard in the afternoon that she was sick and went to the city for hospitalization, so how come she came back in the evening?
And there was someone standing under a streetlamp in the middle of the night...
Zhao Youliang was a kind-hearted person, and while thinking about it, he ran towards the old man with his umbrella.
"Grandma Li, what are you doing here all by yourself?"
"It's windy in the middle of the night. If you're alright, I'll take you home!"
When Grandma Li saw Zhao Youliang run to her side, she was taken aback, then shook her head and sighed.
"Silly child, you shouldn't have seen me..."
At this point, Old Mrs. Li looked at the umbrella Zhao Youliang was holding and revealed an expression of realization.
In the short span of those two sentences, a bus came speeding by in the distance.
It's still one of those pale white buses.
Without anyone waving, the car slowly stopped in front of Zhao Youliang and Old Mrs. Li and opened the door.
Seeing this, Grandma Li walked towards the car without hesitation.
Zhao Youliang instinctively wanted to follow: "Grandma Li, where are you going in the middle of the night? Do your family members know?!"
When Grandma Li saw that he was about to follow, she quickly pushed him down with all her might.
"You brat, you'll go after anything, aren't you afraid of dying?!"
For some reason, Old Mrs. Li suddenly felt incredibly strong.
Zhao Youliang was pushed down before he could even resist, and he almost fell flat on his backside.
The moment he stepped into the car, he clearly saw another familiar face—Zhang the fortune teller who had helped him set up his altar that morning.
However, Zhang Banxian looked even more haggard at this time: his eyes were deeply sunken and his face was ashen.
Watching the bus gradually disappear into the distance, Zhao Youliang finally came to his senses.
Wait, when did we get white buses here?!
Besides, doesn't the bus company close at 10 PM? It's almost midnight...
Although Zhao Youliang was scared, he was always kind-hearted and decided to go to Grandma Li's house first.
In case the elderly person ran away on their own after getting angry with their children, it would be good to send a message and catch up with them in time.
Just as he was about to take a step, a voice suddenly rang in his ears.
The voice belonged to the elderly Mrs. Li, who had just gotten into the car and left.
"Quantum, Grandma has a favor to ask you: tell my husband tomorrow morning that I've hidden two bankbooks under a flowerpot."
"The password is our birthday."
"Also, don't go out wandering around in the middle of the night, and definitely don't just stroll around with an umbrella, you might encounter ghosts..."
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