When I heard that I would come to this ghost place tonight, I felt a hundred unhappy. But I could only complain in my heart, with no expression on my face.

After exploring the tombstone of Miss Tong Yao, Jiang Bo and I returned the same way.

When we got in the car, we drove back to the city. I didn’t know where Jiang Bo lived, so I could only ask him where he was. Jiang Bo was thinking along the way and seemed absent-minded. I asked him two or three times before he came to his senses and told me to put him in front of the Xiangweiju door.

When he arrived at Xiangweiju, Jiang Bo said to me before getting off the car, "You have a car, so it's easy to do things. When you find a funeral shop, you can buy some ghost coins and paper people, but you must remember two points. First, don't have big money in the underworld. Try to pick small amounts of ghost coins to buy. If not, buy gold ingots and silver ingots to make up the number. It's better to make up the money with small amounts of ghost coins. Second, the paper people must be cut in the open, and when buying, tell the paper workers inside that they need evil goods, they will understand as soon as you say it. And the paper people must have a pair of golden boys and jade girls, and don't the rest."

I was a little stunned by what Jiang Bo said, and it took me a long time to react: "Brother Jiang, it's so troublesome, why don't you buy it? If you buy it wrong, it will be a bad thing."

"I have something else to do, so you can buy it." After Jiang Bo said that, he was about to get off the car.

I quickly grabbed Jiang Bo and said with a embarrassed look: "I can buy it, but... I have no money on me, and I will have no money to cheer on later..."

Of course, I have money, and I can have a total of 500 yuan. The reason I told Jiang Bo this is that I wanted Jiang Bo to buy this thing. Although I wrote down what he said, I didn’t understand at all.

Jiang Bo gave me a blank look, pointed to the car and said, "It's useless to keep this broken car, it's so good."

I said helplessly: I used this car to track Zhou Shun. I rented it specially, how can I sell it?

In the end, Jiang Bo had no choice but to take out a stack of money from his pocket and ask me to buy the things he said.

I took a look at the banknotes and found that the amount was still large, which was close to seven or eight hundred yuan. I thought to myself, Uncle Jiang was quite rich.

I couldn't refuse after I had given the money, so I had to respond with a sad face.

Uncle Jiang got out of the car. I was about to start the car and leave, but I found that Uncle Jiang had come back again. I lowered the window and asked Uncle Jiang what else was wrong.

Uncle Jiang told me: In addition to those things, if you go buy some pork and rice, it is best to bring some wine, and don’t forget to bring dishes and chopsticks. After buying, just wait for my call.

I nodded and agreed.

Seeing Jiang Bo leave, I started the car in confusion and prepared to buy the items that Jiang Bo said.

Pork, rice and other things are easy to buy, but the troubles are the ghost coins and small paper people.

Fortunately, I know there is a funeral street in the city. There are almost all funeral shops. Anyone who has a funeral in the city will basically go to Funeral Street to buy funeral objects, wreaths and so on.

I made up my mind and didn't have any traces of ink, so I drove to the Fujing Street.

On the way, I kept leaving what Jiang Bo said behind for the time being, thinking about Miss Tong Yao and Zhou Shun.

To be honest, I don’t know what Jiang Bo is doing to do in the mass grave at night. I feel like I’m following Jiang Bo now.

Jiang Bo has similar goals as me. He wants to find a way to save his granddaughter, while I want to survive.

Even so, I still feel a little strange in my heart. As for the blame, I can't tell it.

The car drove for about ten minutes and arrived at the Futian Street. I couldn't get into the street, so I had to park the car in the parking space outside the street, get out of the car and walk inside.

There are basically funeral shops on both sides of the street. I found a shop with a good store and walked in.

The shopkeeper who sold the goods inside was an old man over fifty years old. When I went in, the old man was lying on a rocking chair watching TV. When he saw that I didn't get up, he asked me what I wanted.

I recalled a few things that Jiang Bo said in my mind and told the old man that he wanted to buy some ghost coins and paper men.

The old man didn't say much, pointed to the counter next to him and said, "There are all above the counters. You can choose first, and tell me if you choose."

I walked to the counter and fiddled with my hands. I found that these coins were millions, tens of millions or even hundreds of millions, and the smallest amount was hundreds of thousands, and there was no small amount at all.

I didn't know if it would be useful to buy a few hundred thousand gold coins back, so I asked the old man: Is there a smaller amount of money in the underworld? The kind that is hundreds or dozens of dollars?

After hearing what I said, the old man was immediately unhappy: How can there be such a small product on the market now? The minimum is 100,000 yuan, and you can get it if you want it or not.

After hearing the old man's words, I was furious on the spot. Without thinking, I threw down the stack of ghost coins and turned around and left.

I come to buy things here, and if you don’t look at them, you’re still putting on airs. I really think you can’t buy it now without you?

Before leaving, I heard the old man muttering behind me: This young man is not very good, and his family is still so stingy when he dies.

I resisted the urge to go back and give the old man two feet, and turned my head to walk towards the shop diagonally opposite.

The shop was not as well decorated as the previous one, but the shopkeeper was very enthusiastic. The shopkeeper was a woman in her forties and asked me with a smile on her face.

I still say I want the underworld coins and paper people, but the amount of the underworld coins is small, and the smaller ones are as small as possible.

The boss's wife looked at me with a weird look on her face and said, "Young man, the smallest amount of money has been out of stock these days, and the smallest ones are all the ones worth hundreds of thousands. If someone dies in your family, they will burn some big ones and circulate them as well as they go downstairs."

My face was a little gloomy, and I was repeatedly told that someone in my family had passed away. How could I still have a peaceful face?

I can't tell the boss's wife clearly about this. If you don't know, I don't blame me. I didn't take it seriously. I asked the boss's wife helplessly: Are there any gold ingots or silver ingots?

"How much do you want this?" The boss lady nodded and pulled out a stack of folded gold and silver ingots from under the counter.

I reached out to take the two items and asked casually how much.

The boss's wife smiled and said to me: Five dollars for gold, twenty dollars for silver, how much do you want?

I don’t know what Jiang Bo wants me to buy this thing. Just in case, the proprietress and I asked for 100 gold and silver.

The boss’s wife asked me while helping to pack and pack it, “Didn’t you just say you want a paper man? Do you still want it now?”

Then I remembered that I had to buy the paper man and didn't buy it. I quickly lowered my voice and said to the boss's wife: "The paper man wants a golden boy and a jade girl, but it's fine if it's a dirty product."

"What? What is a slut?" The boss lady was stunned for a moment and asked me inexplicably.

To be honest, I don’t know what a slut is, I just told the boss’s wife as Jiang Bo said.

Seeing the boss's wife looking at me blankly, I continued to ask, "Do you have a papermaker in your store?"

Jiang Bo said that he should tell the papermaker to be honest, but the rest of the people were afraid they would not understand.

The boss's wife looked at me with a strange look again, and finally shook her head and said, "Young man, I won't hide it from you. There are not many papermakers on the whole street. It seems that the paper people are ready-made, but they are actually purchased from outside."

When I heard the boss’s wife say this, I was stunned and asked: Then there is no papermaker in this street?

"There is one." The boss's wife thought for a while and said to me: "There is an unlisted funeral shop at the end of the street. The boss inside has the ability to make paper. The young man wants to buy a cut paper man who can go there, but..."

"But what?"

The boss paused and continued, "The owner of that store has a weird temper. It depends on luck to buy paper cuts. If the owner is in a good mood when you go there, he might just give it to you. If he encounters a bad mood, he will not give it to you even if he gives you more money."

"There are still people in this world who don't make money?" I smiled and picked up the gold and silver ingots on the table.

The boss's wife spread her hands helplessly and said, "Who knows, why are the shopkeepers on the street disagreeing with that kid?"

After paying, I didn't talk much with the boss's wife, and walked straight to the end of the street as the boss's wife said.

The several funeral shops at the end of the street were either in a bad state or closed. It seemed that they were because of bad business. I didn't deliberately look for it. I saw a funeral shop with a door open with no plaque on it. I thought it was the one the boss lady mentioned.

This funeral shop looks a bit old, but strangely there is no wreath outside the door or anything needed for burial, which is a bit out of place compared to the entire funeral street.

I reached out and knocked on the wooden door that was opened next to me, and asked softly if there was anyone.

The answer to me was a long silence. I hesitated for a moment and walked in.

I haven't bought all the things that Jiang Bo ordered, and there is nothing in Huashi Street. I don't know where there are any things sold in the entire city.

The store is deserted and there is no one. Not only that, even though there is not much furniture or decoration. There is a counter in the center of the store, but there are no items on it.

I looked around and found no one. I opened my mouth and shouted again: "Is there anyone?"

My voice echoed inside the room, but no one answered me.

Could it be that the owner happened to go out and was not here?

I was a little confused and paused to go out and wait for a while. If there was really no one, I could only think of something else.

Just as I was about to walk out of the store, a cold voice sounded behind me.

"Who are you looking for?"

Listening to the sound, I always felt a little familiar, and I looked back and looked around.

A small door behind the store was opened, and a young man stood next to the small door and looked at me.

I was just about to speak, but when I saw the young man, I swallowed the words in my mouth and looked at the young man in shock. #########
Chapter completed!