"Be careful and don't stay too far away from me."
Liu Hou, with a vague sense of uneasiness in his heart, gave Shen Fan instructions.
He took him into the ghost market.
Liu Hou pulled up a photo from his mobile phone, which was a photo he took with his mobile phone from Sun Kuang's alarm record.
The photo is not good, a bit blurry.
But that's all.
Fortunately, Sun Kuang's facial features are very obvious in the photo, and anyone who has seen him should recognize him.
What's more, he originally made a living by setting up a stall on this street.
When calling the police, Sun Kuang did not write down a specific address, and he did not have any real estate in his name.
So if you want to find him, you have to go through a lot of twists and turns.
But the strange thing is that they asked several stall owners in the ghost market, and most of them said they didn't know this person at all.
Liu Hou and Shen Fan felt chills in their hearts after hearing this.
Shen Fan even had a bad premonition: "Master Liu Hou, will this Sun Kuang also have his existence wiped out and no one remembers his existence?"
He said what Liu Hou was most worried about.
Liu Hou's expression was not pretty: "Let's go and ask a few more people before we talk."
The two of them kept asking until the second half of the Darongshu Ghost Market, but no one recognized Sun Kuang along the way.
The ominous premonition in the two people's hearts became stronger and stronger.
Because it doesn't make sense.
If Sun Kuang regularly sets up a stall in Darongshu Ghost Market, as a regular stall owner, it is impossible for others not to know him.
Could it be that his judgment was wrong, or maybe Sun Kuang was really poisoned?
Just when the anxiety in their hearts was about to turn into despair, a turning point appeared.
"Hey, I seem to have seen this person, but I don't seem to have seen him before."
A stall owner took the photo on Liu Hou's phone and looked at it carefully for a few times.
Suddenly he showed an expression that said, "I have actually seen this guy before."
Liu Hou and Shen Fan were immediately overjoyed.
"Have you really seen him?"
Shen Fan kept asking questions.
"No."
After denying it with a melancholy look, the stall owner sighed: "Hey, my business has been bad recently, and I didn't even open today."
Liu Hou made a snap, grabbed a piece of fake Yuan Datou, took out a few banknotes and slapped them on the table: "This thing is good, I bought it."
The stall owner immediately beamed with joy: "Hahaha, I remembered it. There is no reason why I haven't seen this person before. He is Lao Hei. Although the features in your photo are different, many people may not recognize him.
But I am familiar with him, so I recognize him."
"That old black guy, where is he now?"
Shen Fan asked again eagerly.
The stall owner rolled his eyes: "Why are you looking for him?"
"I want to buy an old thing from him."
Liu Hou picked up a few more fakes and slapped a few banknotes on the ground.
When the stall owner encountered the ability to make money, his friends and others immediately betrayed him: "Lao Hei has made a fortune in the past month. I don't know where I got a sum of money, and the ostentation has become bigger.
Don't continue to set up a stall on our white land.
He rented a shop in the back block, the house number is 701, you can find it by walking along the road."
As he said that, the shop owner sighed and sighed with envy: "This old black guy is really unlucky. When he used to set up a stall, all the houses he owned were sold.
All lost.
It was about to go bankrupt, but it turned out to be a comeback.
Why am I not lucky like this?"
Shop No. 701 is at the end of the ghost market, right on the edge of the banyan tree canopy.
Ghost markets and open shops are slightly different.
The ghost market only operates stalls for three hours from 12 a.m. to 3 p.m. on fixed days in the lunar calendar.
But opening a store is much more flexible and can be opened every day.
On the night when the ghost market opens, all antique shops are also open all night.
After receiving the news about Sun Kuang, Liu Hou and Shen Fan finally felt a lot more at ease.
As long as someone knows Sun Kuang, it proves that his sense of existence has not been obliterated.
Liu Hou felt gurgling in his heart.
Why is Sun Kuang’s nickname Lao Hei?
His face isn't dark either?
Is it possible that he is doing business for the sake of making money?
He was too embarrassed to ask the shopkeeper Sun Kuang about the origin of his nickname.
The two of them walked all the way, and Liu Hou felt more and more strange as they walked.
Be good.
The antiques lingering around here are so violent and violent.
Embarrassingly strong.
The wind is blowing.
Finally arrived in front of store No. 701.
The antique shop is indeed open.
This store is luxuriously decorated, but the lighting inside is very dim.
This is normal. The rules of antique shops do not include bright lights.
If it is too bright, there will be no sense of mystery.
Moreover, special lamps are needed to illuminate antiques.
Just like a fruit shop selling fruit, you see the fruit is so attractively red.
When I bought it, it was sour and astringent.
In fact, they are all painted with color lights.
Sun Kuang's store is indeed very large. He rented three fronts and opened them up, with an interior area of ​​more than 150 square meters.
The shop owner was right, it could be seen that it was newly renovated.
But the strange thing is that all kinds of antiques are displayed carelessly in thin glass cabinets, but there is no one in the store.
Shopkeeper, where have you gone?
Sun Kuang's heart is really not ordinary. There are so many valuable items left unguarded and he is not afraid of being stolen.
"anyone there?"
Shen Fan shouted several times into the store.
No one responded.
"Go in and have a look."
Liu Hou made a move and led Shen Fan into the store.
This store obviously does not have air conditioning, but the temperature is several degrees lower than outside the store.
Bitingly cold.
“It’s so cold!”
Shen Fan breathed a sigh of relief, and as soon as the hot breath left his lips, it turned into a puff of cold white smoke.
But Liu Hou looked deeper: "What a strong Yin Qi. Such a strong Yin Qi is no longer what an antique store should have."
He frowned, took out a piece of talisman paper, and dabbed it on his eyelids.
Cast a third eye spell.
The whole world suddenly turned red.
The strong Yin energy floated in the air, so heavy that other gases in the air seemed to be liquefied.
Even just breathing the air here will make people feel extremely uncomfortable.
Where does such powerful Yin Qi come from?
There was no one in the hall, no one.
The whole store was lifeless and extremely depressing.
"Come with me."
Liu Hou opened the way in front, walking in the direction with the strongest odor.
There is a hidden door directly opposite the shop. It is difficult for ordinary people to find this door. If Liu Hou hadn't used the Tianmu curse to materialize the evil spirit, he might not have been able to find this secret door.
The secret door was unlocked, and it moved to the right with a slight push.
Liu Hou and Shen Fan looked at each other and said, "Someone has been inside not long ago, and he should still be inside.
After entering, you follow me closely."
"I know. Don't worry, Master Liu Hou. You know very well how timid I am. I will definitely run away faster than you."
When he said these words, Shen Fan was still a little proud.
The two of them entered the door and walked into a narrow passage.
This passage should lead to a place like a storage room for antiques, but after the two of them walked along the passage a few times, their faces suddenly changed with fear.
I saw that both sides of the passage were densely covered with ghost paintings.
These ghostly symbols have obvious lines and even exude a disgusting smell of blood.
Liu Hou took out one and identified it.
What is painted on it is a curse to exorcise ghosts. The cinnabar, black dog blood and rooster blood on the charm are still quite fresh. It took at most three days from writing it to putting it up.
This means that the store owner went crazy just three days ago and plastered the entire storeroom corridor with exorcism spells.
Chapter completed!