There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 104: Zuo Qianhu (3/4)

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Hearing the news from the bookstore next door, after closing for a day, it seems that it is about to open finally,

Fang Zheng glanced at the bookstore next door curiously.

He was very curious as to what kind of bookstore owner it was that would open the bookstore to such an unpopular ghost street.

Especially, the door is closed during the day to sleep, and it only opens at night when it is quiet.

However, when Fang Zheng saw the bookstore owner, he almost drew the ghost knife and slashed at the bookstore owner.

This is a young man in his 30s who has pale skin and has not seen the sun for a hundred years in a coffin.

But this is not the point, the point is!

Dead.

Death is spreading all over.

Unlike Mr. Fu, there is still a faint yang energy, and the man in front of him is only lifeless from beginning to end.

This is clearly a dead body.

The dead body not only moved in the city, but also opened a bookstore next door to Mr. Fu.

If it wasn't the last point, Fang Zheng had already lifted the knife and cut it up.

But Fang Zheng did not relax at this time, secretly alerting this lifeless man.

"Hey, are you the new temporary worker hired by Mr. Fu?" The other party actually took the initiative to enter the Ming shop and greeted Fang Zheng.

Fang Zheng still looks alert.

Be prepared for something wrong at any time, and immediately chop it up with a ghost knife.

"Didn't Mr. Fu tell you about my identity?" The pale face of the thirty-year-old man seemed to be slightly surprised.

Fang Zheng still looked a little cold and didn't speak.

"After the formal introduction of myself, I am next door to the Mingdian. You can call me... Well, I prefer the Zuo Qianhu character in "Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio". He is full of blood and spirit. No regrets...you can call me Zuo Qianhu." The man stretched out his perfect five fingers like a girl and introduced himself, as if he was about to shake hands with Fang Zheng to express kindness.

Zuo Qianhu?

The man who called himself Zuo Qianhu asked with interest: "I don't know what you call the little brother?"

Fang Zheng: "My little brother is not talented, I know the autumn leaves."

Zuo Qianhu and Zhiqiu Yiye, this is a proper remake of A Chinese Ghost Story II "The Way of the Human World"...

"Brother Yiye."

"Brother Zuo."

Fangzheng shook hands with the opponent with a shallow grip, then immediately withdrew his hand, hissing, it was so cold, it was as if he was holding a piece of ice for thousands of years.

"Brother Zuo, you opened the bookstore in this old street, can you have business?" Fang Zheng asked with curiosity.

The man was surprised: "Who said I opened a bookstore?"

"I think your shop sign is a bookstore?" Founder was wondering, since you don't open a bookstore, there is a bookstore sign. Isn't this selling dog meat by selling sheep's head? Isn't it cheating consumption?

"Oh, you said that sign, it was hung before the last store was transferred. I feel that the store is open in this place and there is no business. It is wasteful and unnecessary to rebuild the sign of the store, so I just I haven't changed it. I actually sell ancestral handicrafts." The man said with a humorous smile.

But Fangzheng didn't feel humorous, but instead felt that all the people in this old street were abnormal people, right?

Selling handicrafts?

It's in a remote location, and it's not a tourist area. There isn't even a ghost here. Selling a ghost?

After a few minutes of stopping by to chat, the man began to say goodbye to the next store.

I saw that this is a shop with very simple furnishings, and all the wooden carvings sold in the shop are also perfect crafts.

Any anxiety, soothes people's hearts, and abandons distracting thoughts.

Wood carving itself is a way of meditation, cultivation, and cultivation of mind and nature.

There is a bookstore sign outside. In fact, this is a woodcarving shop for handicrafts.

The owner of the woodcarving shop sat down in front of the workbench again, gently rubbing the knife with his slender fingertips, with a meaningful smile in his eyes.

"This young man...interesting."

"It's much more interesting than the dull Mr. Fu..."

Then, the owner of the woodcarving shop began to make a single cut, and in the dead of night, he sculpted quietly by himself alone.

Watching the man who claimed to be Zuo Qianhu left, Fang Zheng looked thoughtful.

The other party is indeed a dead person.

But being able to get along with Mr. Fu as a neighbor is very weird in itself. And according to Zhang Tufu's jealousy and hatred, let him see someone using corpse oil as a soul lamp to slash him, it is estimated that if he knew that there was a ghost in this street, he would have already been slashed.

On the contrary, there is peace in front of me... Could it be that this Zuo Qianhu is also his own?

Mr. Fu and Tufu Zhang have always been aware of each other's existence?

Or change to another name... also someone in the system?

Fang Zheng rubbed his temples, thinking about it a little headache.

Originally, he thought it was just a temporary job this time, but the first day he met a dead neighbor, it was really... hell.

Since everyone is his own, Founder no longer bothered to think about the relationship between them, and began to practice the third level of the "Yi Jin Xiu Su Jing" on his own.

According to the current training progress, you can probably reach the third level of Dzogchen tomorrow.

If you are tired, you will change to the spiritual martial arts "Magic Ape Meditation View".

The two cycle and rotate with each other, which is not boring.

No words for a night.

I don’t even have a business, and I’m watching tonight, with zero income.

Without the pressure of performance appraisal, Fang Zheng is not at all anxious about creating zero income on the first day. Frozen three feet is not a day's cold, even if he is anxious, it will not help. On the contrary, I feel that such a quiet day is not bad, and it doesn't delay his cultivation at all.

He has already quietly checked that there is no monitor in Mingdian, so he is not afraid of leaking martial arts.

It doesn't matter if you are seen.

What he practiced in Mingdian was all martial arts with the smallest movements. He didn't practice "King Kong Doesn't Break Arahant" and "Burning Wood Sword Art" in Mingdian with large movements. Outsiders can't see much. Mingtang. As long as you don't take out the human skin scriptures outside, these are all small details.

So until dawn, Mr. Zuo, the owner of the woodcarving shop next door, took the initiative to say hello to Fang Zheng and closed the door for business.

Open only in the evening.

Since he figured out that Mr. Zuo was his own, Fang Zheng had no longer been hostile to him. Although he was still a little wary, he was able to live in harmony.

Fang Zheng said goodbye politely, watching Mr. Zuo return to the next shop with a thoughtful look.

When dawn came, the heavens and the earth broke very quickly, and within a very short time, the heavens and the earth were bright, and the east sun shines through the golden clouds. This inaccessible ghost street has gradually one or two more mornings. Old man running.

Fang Zheng took advantage of the sunrise when he was most energetic, and hurriedly changed Jiuyang Zhenqi.

One or two hours later, Fangzheng closed the Mingdian and prepared to go back to his residence in the community first.

He plans to bring Little Skeleton to Mingdian today.

Leaving the little skeleton at home by himself always made him a little worried about what might happen.

[There are only three shifts today, one chapter short, sorry. Well, the debt must be paid. 】