Wang Youcai seemed to have said something else, but I walked too fast and couldn't hear him clearly.
After returning to the tattoo shop, I immediately went to the cabin where I slept. Sure enough, there was a letter and a thick book on the desk.
I opened the envelope immediately and realized that grandma must have been very anxious when she wrote it.
So what seems like a letter is actually just a few words.
To sum it up, there are three things:
First, let me read it carefully and figure out how to pattern the ghost seal, and then use the purple sand in the black box to burn the book.
Second, let me burn the books and then go to Xihang City to find a person named Wu.
Third, let me complete the nine hundred and ninety ghost seal patterns.
I have no problem with the first and second ones, but the third one, nine hundred and ninety tattoos, is a bit too much.
But my grandma’s letter clearly stated that if I don’t complete so many tattoos, I will never see her again.
In desperation, I had no choice but to obey, and seriously studied the secret technique of ghost seal patterns passed down by collectors.
It took me seven full days, and I closed the door to thank customers without even leaving the tattoo shop. I finally finished reading the secret book. Then I burned the book according to grandma's instructions, and took the money that grandma had prepared for me to go to Xihang City.
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I went to Xihang City and followed the address given by my grandma, and I quickly found out about the person named Wu.
But when I stood in front of his house, or in front of his store to be precise, I felt a little bad.
I was wondering before that Xihang is such a big place, and there are hundreds if not thousands of people named Wu. Grandma didn't even tell me her name, so she wasn't afraid that I wouldn't find her?
Now I realize that although there are many people with the surname Wu, there are certainly none as special as him.
because……
"Little girl, what are you doing standing here alone in this store? The sun is going to set. You should go home quickly. This store is crazy." A kind-hearted aunt passing by advised me.
I smiled dryly, thinking that I was not evil.
Originally, it wouldn't be good for a Baishi store to be located at such a sparsely populated intersection. This store is even more impressive. It even hangs a soul-inducing lantern in front of the store.
Why, do you think your own store is not enough to attract ghosts?
Although I was extremely reluctant, but because of my grandma’s letter, I walked up to the door and knocked on the door: "Is there anyone there? Is Shopkeeper Wu here?"
Yes, I asked before I came here. The owner of this store is named Wu.
And within a radius of ten kilometers, he is the only one with the surname Wu.
There was no one who wanted to respond, but the door creaked open, as if a silent "Please come in."
If it were an ordinary store, it would be fine, but in a white shop, it would be a bit scary.
How do I consider whether to enter?
Who would have thought that a voice came from inside the house: "Why do the Zang family have so little courage? They are so afraid when entering a store?"
Scholars can be killed but not humiliated.
What's more, the other party's tone was really sarcastic.
So I immediately pushed with my big hand and pushed the entire store door open. Without hesitation, people strode in.
When you walk into the house, you will see a variety of coffins, soul-summoning flags, yellow paper, oil lamps and a series of common things in wedding shops. Ordinary people may be a little frightened when they see these.
But at Lin Hai's house, I even saw zombies about to rise and the Night Parade of Hundred Ghosts.
Looking at this again, these are really a bit childish.
So I smiled contemptuously and was about to ask the other party why he was hiding it.
Never thought...
What struck me was not a scary or horrifying picture, but an old man with a sinister smile on his face.
This uncle was dressed quite decently, a long blue and white coat. Although it was a bit primitive, it was not out of the ordinary. But his expression and his current movements were a bit too Meng Lang.
"What are you doing!?" When he finally stretched his claws towards my face, I finally couldn't bear it and knocked his hand away.
At the same time, he subconsciously took a step back, and then looked at the soles of his feet seriously.
The soles of his feet landed on the ground, and the three Yang fires on his body were burning brightly. He didn't look like a dead person, let alone a ghost.
"Little girl, I am your third uncle. Look what happened to my niece." Who would have thought that I would be unhappy, and the middle-aged uncle was even more unhappy.
He immediately took a step back and sat back on the Grand Master's chair, shaking the paper fan with one hand and tapping the handle of the chair with the other.
Third uncle?
niece?
I have seen people mistakenly identify their relatives, but I have never seen anyone like him who mistakenly identifies his relatives just to act like a gangster.
"Is your real surname Wu?" I looked at him doubtfully: "Are you really the owner of a white shop?"
"Nonsense!" The middle-aged uncle gave me an annoyed roll of his eyes: "Your name is Zang Linger, your grandma is Zang Bai, your dad is Zang Qitian, your mom... forget it, I don't want to mention your troublemaker."
My grandma never mentioned anything about my parents.
Not even a single photo was left, so when the middle-aged man in front of me talked about it, I couldn't help but be very interested.
Then before I could finish asking, I heard a sudden rapid ringing from outside the door.
Bell?
I immediately became alert and said, "Something unclean has come to your door."
I had already observed it before entering Bai Shi's shop. There was nothing in front of the shop that could make any noise. Except for the brass bell under the soul-inducing lamp.
But this bell will not ring at all. To be precise, as long as there is no evil spirit, normal people will not react when entering the soul-inducing lamp.
"What are you afraid of? This is a business coming to your door." Who would have thought that the middle-aged uncle was not afraid at all, and stood up directly to greet the guests. When he saw that I didn't move, he turned around and said: "You haven't left yet, I don't want to finish your tattoo early."
Those nine hundred and ninety ghost seal tattoos?"
As soon as he said these words, I was almost sure immediately that he was the one with the surname Wu mentioned in my grandma's letter.
but……
"Are you really my third uncle? Why?" I quickly caught up and asked.
His surname is Wu, and my surname is Zang. No matter how senior I am, he can’t be my third uncle.
"You girl, you just have a face but no brains? The Wu family and the Zang family are family friends, and I am the third eldest child in the family. If you don't call me third uncle, why don't you call me third aunt?" After saying this, the middle-aged uncle ignored me.
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Instead, he walked towards the shop in a hurry, as if he was afraid of neglecting the customers.
But that guest——
Not a human being.
Thinking of this, I turned pale, and finally decided to follow, shouting at the same time: "Then what is your name?"
You can't just have a surname, you should have a first name.
"Just call me Third Uncle. Why do you care about my name?" the middle-aged uncle's voice came from far away.
After a while, I finally caught up with Uncle Wu and saw the customers coming into the store.
But just one glance almost made me scream. This chapter has been completed!