Otherworldly Merchant

Chapter 217: Iron Tooth Copper Tooth by Ji Xiaolan

After 7: 30 p.m., the policewoman finally called us and asked for our full address, and immediately took a taxi.

In the process of waiting, Li Mazi also came, needless to say, such as Snow and the Bug also came.

So I told Li Mazi what happened. Li Mazi sang for a moment and finally asked me who owned the big cigarette gun? Could it be someone who died of smoke in ancient times?

I said I don't know, but it shouldn't be very likely. After all, people who die of smoking cigarettes are basically excited when they die, without pain, and naturally can't talk about turning into ghosts.

Li Mazi nodded in agreement.

Shortly afterwards, the policewoman came and walked into Chen Changsheng's house with her nose pinched. She said that the government was going to tear down this residential building long ago. Why are people still living here?

Chen Changsheng immediately said nervously that although the building was a bit old, it was still strong and the residents were perfectly fine.

The policewoman glanced at Chen Changsheng and said: "What are you nervous about? I'm not a demolition squad, can't I just throw you out? ”

After that, the policewoman looked at me and asked me when she would see the ghost.

And I said, "Now I have to figure out, what exactly is that ghost afraid of you? Are you wearing ancient toys, or are you famous for your ancestry? ”

After a moment of reflection, the policewoman finally took a jade pepper off her neck and handed it to me. “This jade pepper is from my ancestors. It's been passed down for generations. See if you recognize it." ”

I cautiously held the jade in my hand and looked over and over. Jade Pei is carved with a good Wada Jade. It is crafted with several snakes wrapped around it. It steps on the cloud and dances as if it were alive.

Judging by the smoothness of the friction and the smell it contains, this jade should have been around for some time. There is even a little red in the jade, that little red, if hidden, from some point of view, seems to be a drop of blood.

“Huh.” At this point, Chen Changsheng suddenly exclaimed: “How do I look more familiar with the pattern? ”

I explained: "This serpent pattern is a symbol of identity in the Qing Dynasty! The emperor and the prince represent dragons, so their robes and everything they use are engraved with dragons. And the minister below, you can use a footless snake as a sign. I think this jade should belong to a minister in the Qing Dynasty. ”

“Chen Changsheng, you said that this pattern is very familiar. Is it on your family's big cigarette gun?” I asked.

Chen Changsheng nodded immediately: “Yes, yes, I remember, my family's big cigarette gun, also has this pattern! ”

The cigarette gun is made of wood and brass, which is much softer than Hetian jade, so the pattern on it, after hundreds of years of friction, has become blurred. So when I looked at it, I couldn't be sure that the blurry pattern was a footless snake.

However, Chen Changsheng suddenly said that the pattern of the footless snake was familiar. Plus, the footless snake could only be used by the Qing Dynasty minister. I immediately guessed a seven, seven, eight, the jade and the big cigarette gun belonged to the same era.

And their owners, they must be dead, so the spirits on the big cigarette guns are afraid of Jade.

The policewoman suddenly sighed: “I don't see, you have a bit of an eye. Yes, my ancestor, indeed, is a minister in the Qing Dynasty. ”

“Which one?” I asked hastily.

The policewoman was a little reluctant to say it, but she said: "All you need to know is that he is one of the top two ministers in the Qing Dynasty! His stories have been filmed in many television dramas, no less than a hundred, and have had a significant impact in history. ”

Seeing as she refused to say it, I knew there must have been something catty in it, so I kept asking.

At the end of the day, the policewoman was so annoyed that she could only relax and say, "Yes, she is." ”

“Kazuo?” I was silent for a moment, and this greedy - official - was indeed a familiar and loud minister. The policewoman refused to talk about peace before. She must have been ashamed of her ancestors, right?

“I get it.” As the snow suddenly cried, “I think I know who owns this big cigarette gun. ”

“Ji Xiaoran.” I said almost equally with Rushu.

That's right, the owner of the big smoke gun is definitely Ki Xiaolan.

It is well known that Ji Xiaolan has a nickname, Ji Da Bag, and is a well-known cultural man of the Qing Dynasty. Its compilation of the Four Books has a great impact on future generations and has historically been a good clearing house.

He loved to smoke and smoke very badly. His big cigarette guns were given by the Emperor.

On one occasion, when Ji Xiaoran went up to the dynasty, smokers smoked in the Qingqing Palace. Smoking it, just as the emperor went to the dynasty, to avoid being found by the emperor, he simply stuffed the big cigarette gun in his sleeve.

I didn't expect the big cigarette gun to light Ji Xiaolan's clothes, burning his arm in a mess, for two months he couldn't go up.

And Ji Xiaoran also had a dead opponent, that is, he and Yan, one is Greed - the official, one is Daqing Guan, two people you came and went to me, fought in secret for decades.

At that time, however, he was a pint officer, while Ji Xiaolan was only a three-pint civilian, and the two were not at the same level. Although Ji Xiaolan doesn't mix dirt with Xiaolan, he is right with Xiaoran, that is, don't work your head on the belt! Ji Xiaolan is not afraid of Heqiao.

Once I figured out the context, I had a plan in my head that was quietly shaped. I smiled and said to the policewoman, "Looks like I'm gonna have to borrow your jade today. ”

The policewoman was also happy: “As long as it's not broken, use it. But if I don't see a ghost tonight, you're dead! ”

I smiled, "Don't worry! Promise you'll see the real ghost, but do as I say tonight, or you may be in danger. ”

The policewoman nodded her head: "Okay, listen to you. ”

After the discussion, I asked the policewoman and Li Mazi and Rusheng to wait in the living room, while Chen and I stayed in the bedroom.

Chen Changsheng asked me, "Don't you have to prepare for the Great War of the Spirit today?" Is he in danger?

I laughed and reassured him that everything was ready today and he owed only the east wind.

It's gonna fix everything tonight!

We waited in the bedroom until the streets were running out of pedestrians and the lights went down, and I let Chen Changsheng lie on the loungers, lit the big cigarette gun, and ordered him to smoke ferociously.

Chen Changsheng was worried that he wouldn't dare smoke with a big cigarette gun. He would definitely cause evil spirits in the cigarette gun.

I was impatient to say, "How can we solve the evil spirits without drawing them out? Anyway, if you want to work this thing out, you better do as I say. ”

Under helplessness, Chen Changsheng had to shake his big cigarette gun.

This big cigarette gun can definitely make people addicted. At first, Chen Changsheng was frightened, afraid to smoke hard, afraid to get that thing out.

However, as cigarette addiction gradually rose, Chen Changsheng couldn't care less. One smoke at a time, the smoke was fierce. Looks like he's a drug addict.

Smoking, Chen Changsheng suddenly began to twitch all over his body, his hands and feet trembled.

I immediately rocked Chen Changsheng's body: “Chen Changsheng, wake up, wake up! ”

Chen Changsheng did not wake up. He appeared to be getting worse and worse. Finally, not only did his body twitch, but even his muscles became stiff. Her legs were straight, her eyelids rolled over, and she kept making strange noises in her throat.

I don't call Chen Changsheng anymore. I know that thing has washed Chen Changsheng's body.

I snuck a sneak peek of the cow tears and looked around. For some reason, Chen Changsheng's father did not come today. I was worried it wouldn't lose its soul.

Just when I was thinking about it, Chen Changsheng suddenly stopped convulsions. Instead, he used a cigarette gun to pour a small leaf of cigarette. After lit it, he took a comfortable sip.

And this mouthful is amazing, it actually lasted a long time!

Chen Changsheng was suffocated, his face was blue and his eyes were suffocated to death, which caused him to breathe heavily.

Here I come, I take a deep breath, take two steps back, stare dead at Chen Changsheng, see what Chen Changsheng really wants to do?

Chen Changsheng took a few deep smokes and swallowed them all into his stomach. He didn't throw up. Almost every bite suffocates him, and every time it doesn't hold up, it slows down slightly.

And as the Yin spirits tortured, Chen Changsheng's pupils were gradually magnifying, I seemed to see a hint of black fog appearing on his forehead.

He's not far from dying.

It seems that the Yin Spirit wants Chen Changsheng's life. After all, Chen Changsheng pissed him off. This is immortal.

I immediately shouted to the living room: "Come here! ”

The policewoman hurried in immediately. When she saw Chen Changsheng like this, even if her psychological qualities were so strong, she couldn't help but scream: “What's going on? What's wrong with this kid? ”

When Chen Changsheng saw the policewoman, a little fear immediately appeared in her eyes. Her hand with a cigarette gun could not help but shake.

Chen Changsheng recovered some reason while the Yin Spirit was afraid of kung fu: "Brother Zhang, help me! ”

I nodded to Chen Changsheng immediately so he wouldn't be afraid.

And Chen Changsheng only recovered for a moment, and was once again controlled by evil spirits. He continued to smoke with a big mouth.

I held the heavenly wolf whip and held it aside. I asked the policewoman to shove the jade in her hand into Chen Changsheng's mouth.