I Can Rewind Chapter 117: Yan Junze’s weapon

Now that we have money, we don't care about it. Yan Junze is going to take the golden statue to a gold shop this weekend to have it altered.

Change it into a handy weapon that can pose a threat to ghosts.

He had already asked Zhou Dali when he was in school. Dali has a wide range of paths. Although he is sometimes annoying because of his personality, he is not ambiguous at all when it comes to helping friends.

Well, as long as it's not a ghost.

Dali's aunt's cousin's younger sister has a shop that is leased to a gold shop. This shop is called "Tuesday Fu", and the scale is not bad. I heard that the processing masters inside are good.

But the golden statue is a bit bigger, so it is a bit troublesome to process and it will take some time.

Based on the starting point of believing in Zhou Dali and "Tuesday Blessing", Yan Junze put the golden statue in his schoolbag the next day, and after school, he dragged Zhou Dali to the "Tuesday Blessing" gold store.

Arriving at the destination, as soon as I entered the door, I felt that the scale of the store was really okay. Two girls in professional attire of shop assistants walked towards them immediately and greeted them warmly.

After Zhou Dali explained the reason, a waitress led them to the back door of the store.

There is a sign on the door that says "Processing Room".

After walking in, the inside was filled with this slightly pungent smell. There were three processors in the room, but two of them were busy, and another one looked like a master, smoking a cigarette idly by the side.

Zhou Dali nudged Yan Junze with his elbow, then walked up to the smoking man, and said hello, "Brother Gu, hello, Aunt Feng introduced us."

The man surnamed Gu who was smoking raised his head, as if he was listless.

Yan Junze noticed that the man in front of him had sunken eye sockets and faint dark circles, giving him an appearance of extremely poor mental state.

Looking at it this way, Yan Junze couldn't help wondering if there would be any problems if he handed over the golden statue to him for remelting.

"Well, I'm Gu Bai, Sister Feng has told me, show me your things first." The man extinguished the cigarette in his hand, stood up and walked to a row of instruments.

Yan Junze was a little bit discouraged at first, but since everyone is here, it doesn't hurt to show him first.

He took out the golden statue wrapped in newspaper from his school bag and handed it to Gu Bai.

After Gu Bai took it, he tore off the newspaper, revealing Lin Yishan's statue, he was slightly taken aback.

"Such a large piece, this thing should have 80% content."

Yan Junze said: "No matter how much gold it contains, I just want to remelt this statue."

"What is it made of?" Gu Bai asked.

Yan Junze had thought about it a long time ago, and said without hesitation: "If it doesn't hurt the root, I want to make a mallet, about half the length of an arm, the kind used to wash clothes by the river before."

He originally considered making it into a knife, but it was very conspicuous on his body, and it would be troublesome if it was listed as a controlled knife. In addition, the general appearance of the statue now looks like a mallet, so if it is processed into a mallet, it should save the most time and effort.

"Hammer?" Gu Bai was suspicious.

He took a closer look at the statue and said, "It's made with extremely ordinary craftsmanship. It's impossible to contain special craftsmanship, and it doesn't look like it has any special structure. Well, but I will handle it carefully."

Zhou Dali opened his eyes wide, then reached out and touched Yan Junze's forehead: "It's not hot! Are you going to open a wet cleaning shop by the river?"

Yan Junze patted his hand away and looked at Gu Bai: "Excuse me...is it troublesome?"

Gu Bai laughed dumbly: "We don't have a mold for the mallet, we need to process one separately, it will take a little time."

"It's okay, if you need money, you can tell me, after all, you can't spend money on helping." Yan Junze nodded.

Gu Bai returned the golden statue to Yan Junze: "The day after tomorrow is the weekend, come over here. I'll make the mold of the stick...after the mallet is molded, I will process it for you on the spot. It will be very fast."

"Thank you." Yan Junze wrapped the statue again.

Zhou Dali ran to the store to pour a few cups of tea, and passed a cup to Gu Bai. After all, he wanted help from others, and he felt a little embarrassed to leave immediately after discussing something good.

After the two sat down, they chatted casually with Gu Bai.

"Brother Gu, I think your health is a little weak, you should pay more attention to exercise." As soon as he spoke, Zhou Dali immediately brought the topic to the aspect he was most proud of.

In the process of saying this, he showed off his biceps intentionally or unintentionally. At first glance, it was indeed strong and powerful.

Unexpectedly, Gu Bai didn't seem to notice, and lit another cigarette for himself.

He knew that Yan Junze and Zhou Dali were both students, so he asked them politely if they needed anything. He took a deep breath and said, "It's because of lack of sleep for a long time. There's nothing I can do."

"What, do you have insomnia?" Yan Junze asked.

"No." Gu Bai shook his head, "I want to sleep so much, I can fall asleep even at work during the day, but at night, alas... let's not talk about it."

Zhou Dali was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Have you encountered... a supernatural phenomenon?"

Gu Bai looked at him, still shaking his head: "I don't know if it's true, I've already called 4747, but I waited in line for a long time. The most important thing is, I'm not even sure it is No."

After the words fell, he stood up: "It will be dark in a while, you go back quickly. Just remember to come to me on weekends."

"Thank you."

Yan Junze and Zhou Dali stood up. Since they don't want to talk about it, they can't force it.

Zhou Dali was fine, anyway, he was timid, and after hearing that it was a supernatural phenomenon, he didn't want to ask any more.

However, Yan Junze was careful. Looking at Gu Bai's appearance, he might have run into a ghost for some time. Normally, the task level of this kind of ghost would be higher, or at least medium.

At present, Yan Junze's vision is also improving. Although the low task level can be completed, there are not many points for different-dimensional energy.

Moreover, these supernatural incidents were basically handled by the supernatural incident team. It was really critical to my relatives~IndoMTL.com~ or if more people would be affected if they were not dealt with, then Yan Junze Possibly take on low-level missions.

Let's take a look at it again on the weekend. If Gu Bai does him a favor, he will always give him a favor.

Leaving the gold shop with Zhou Dali, the two went home separately.

When he got off the bus, his mother just called and asked him how long it would take to get home.

"Just arrived at the gate of the community."

Yan Junze said, hung up the phone, and when he was about to enter the gate of the community, he saw the guard, Uncle Zheng, eating dinner alone in the duty box.

Two dishes and one soup, one meat and one vegetable, the combination is not bad.

Uncle Zheng poured himself a glass of wine and ate to his heart's content, but he didn't notice that Yan Junze was staring at him outside the duty room.

After a while, Yan Junze pushed open the door of the duty room: "Uncle Zheng, have you eaten yet?"

"Hey, Ozawa, you just came back from school now, do you want to eat something with the uncle?" Uncle Zheng said with a smile.

"I don't want to eat it, I'll eat it right away at home." Yan Junze found a stool beside him and sat down.

Uncle Zheng saw that he had no intention of leaving, so he asked, "What's the matter?"

"I want to ask you how long it took for the underground garage in our community to be rebuilt." Yan Junze said.

Uncle Zheng showed a look of reminiscence: "Yo, I'm getting old, I can't remember clearly. It's been more than ten years! What's the matter?"

Yan Junze stepped forward and asked, "Have there been scavengers in the garage before, or have workers lived in it?"

Uncle Zheng took a mouthful of food, put it in his mouth, and pondered: "There used to be a scavenger in the underground warehouse, but it is said that he passed away a long time ago. I just came here at that time."