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Chapter 134: Merchant of the Underworld

 I opened the car door and walked down. It was a spacious street with stores on both sides of the street. It must have been a bustling city before, but with the relocation of residents and the development of development zones, no one rented here anymore. .

Although the ground is not dirty, standing here makes people feel desolate! There are still chills coming from time to time.

This is the effect of popularity. No matter when you go to a popular place, you can feel the warmth. But when you go to a place where there are no people all year round, you will feel cold.

"Mr. Li, are you sure there are still people doing business here?" Fatty Wu walked up to me and looked at the surrounding stores with a look of fear on his face.

Zhou Qian also walked up and said, "This is the old antique street! It can be regarded as the city center of Donghai. There are two streets inside, one on the left and one on the right."

"Go and have a look!" I ignored Fatty Wu and walked directly in.

The two of them followed me and walked to the end of the street. I walked to the street on the left. The inside was still the same as the outside, a very spacious street with facades on both sides of the street.

However, just on the right side of the street, the signboard of an underworld shop appeared in front of us.

"Over there!" Zhou Qian pointed to the shop in the underworld and said.

The shop in the underworld is carved out of a wooden sign, and the words on the sign are in regular letters. Since it is polished very brightly, you can tell at a glance that someone is still operating here.

I looked at this shop in the underworld. There were a few small words at the bottom of the shop, which introduced the business scope of antiques, jewelry, gold, jade pendants, etc.

It's just like a regular antique store, except that the name and the time of operation are different from others.

The store is not very big, just a single room, which looks like fifty or sixty square meters.

"Oh!" Fatty Wu looked at the shop in the underworld and couldn't help but wonder, "This shop is really strange. It's not open outside, but it's in an alley that can't be seen! This boss is really a strange person."

When I saw the store and this location, I was almost certain that Ye
What kind of person is Thirteen? He is an antique businessman, a businessman from the underworld who does business with ghosts.

This position is the most yin position in the whole street. Bagua divides yin and yang. The right side is yang and the left side is yin! This position happens to be the yin eye. If you open a store in this place, you will definitely not be able to do business with living people. Therefore, Ye Shi Three must be a shady businessman.

After confirming my guess, I said to Zhou Qian and Fatty Wu next to me, "Let's go! Come back when he opens the door in the evening. Let's go get something to eat first."

Zhou Qian took Fatty Wu and me to a barbecue stall not far next door. We ordered some barbecue and then sat inside and waited for the boss to serve the food!

When Fatty Wu saw that I was silent, he was almost anxious to death. He quickly asked me, "Mr. Li, did you see anything? Is that place doing business with ghosts?"

As soon as he said this, several people eating barbecue in the house were stunned! Several people turned their attention to us.

I coughed and gave Fatty Wu a warning, and he wisely shut his mouth immediately.

After a while, the room returned to calm, and those people finished eating and left.

The boss came over with the barbecue, put it on the table, and asked us with a smile, "Guys, are you here to see Ye Shisan?"

I took a look at the boss. He was in his fifties, bald, and looked very honest. He must be an aborigine.

"Yes!" I nodded and admitted.

The boss hesitated for a moment and said, "Actually, if you don't have anything important to do! It's better not to look for him. There is a problem with him."

"Oh?" Fatty Wu asked with interest, "What's the problem?"

"There are ghosts in his place! There are always people in the middle

At two or three o'clock in the night, I would carry my bags and go into his shop."

"Then how are you sure it's a ghost? Maybe someone dug the grave, robbed it and sold it at his place." Fatty Wu said his guess.

"Impossible!" the bald uncle said, "How can anyone go there every now and then? Anyway, his place is very strange! I advise you, don't go in. If you really want to cause trouble with him, stop him when he closes the door early tomorrow morning.

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Fatty Wu wanted to say something else, but I interrupted him, "Thank you, boss! A guest is here, please go about your business first."

Just then, several men and women walked in.

Although it is deserted here, there are still many residents nearby. There are not many such old signature late-night snack stalls, so the business is definitely not bad.

At half past eleven in the evening, we came to the antique street again.

The reason why I declined for an hour was because I wanted to see the "guests" that appeared at Ye Shisan's place.

Zhou Qian asked me, "Mr. Li, are there really people in this world doing business with ghosts?"

In the life that Zhou Qian had been exposed to before, this was a non-existent thing, but now, he was shaken.

I pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes! As long as there are ghosts, there will be people doing business with them, in supermarkets, gas stations, paper shops, scented wax paper candle shops, wherever there is a store. There is one such person.

The name is called merchants from the underworld. There are merchants in the underworld who only do business with dead people, and there are also those who do business with both human beings and dead people."

"I'll go!" The two of them obviously hadn't heard of it. They were both stunned when they heard what I said.

This is real. There are indeed many shops that, in addition to doing business with humans, also do business with ghosts!

"So, are all the stories in the supernatural true?"

I took a deep breath and said, "It's just the tip of the iceberg!"

Talking about this, we came to the shop in the underworld, the shop in the underworld
The door has been opened, and there are two light boxes next to the sign. The light boxes light up, illuminating the sign of the underworld shop.

I raised my hand and looked at the time. It was already eleven-ten.

"Let's go!" Just when we were about to go in, a woman walked out of the house, a beautiful woman with curly hair and wearing a red cheongsam. The woman's skin was very white and she had a good figure. She came out and saw us. The man was obviously stunned for a moment.

But within just a few seconds, the woman lowered her head, walked around us, and left.

I just noticed that the clothes she was wearing were different, very old-fashioned, and looked like clothes from the Republic of China period.

"Mr. Li, is that..." Fatty Wu looked at me in surprise and asked.

Zhou Qian also looked at me in astonishment. It was obvious that they had discovered the problem.

"Not a human!" I said these three words briefly, and the two of them were instantly enlightened.

They wanted to ask me something else, but I gave them no chance and walked into Ye Shisan's shop in the underworld.

The shop is the same as what I analyzed during the day. It is fifty or sixty square meters. The front wall and the right wall are hung with Chinese-style shelves. There are bottles and cans from different eras on the shelves. The larger ones are placed on the ground. It's not big, but has a lot of stuff.

There are no shelves on the wall on the left, but some ancient calligraphy and paintings.

When I walked in, there was a man in his thirties standing at the counter. He had his head lowered and was drawing something with a brush in his hand. When he saw me coming in, he stopped what he was doing and raised his head. He started to look at me.

Seeing this, he was obviously stunned! Obviously, he did not expect me to arrive! To be precise, he did not expect anyone to walk into his store at this time.

After a few seconds, he put down the brush in his hand, looked at me and asked, "Little brother, what can I do for you?"


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