Otherworldly Merchant

Since the old lady's soul is gone, where did the uncle come from?

The old man lied about the old lady giving him dreams, telling me to leave it alone, which doesn't make sense. The most important thing in the countryside is filial piety. He can't give up this only chance, watching the old lady's dead soul suffer.

There are signs that the uncle must be in trouble. I can't let go of this, after all, it's about Grandpa.

I thought they were so strong that I might not be able to handle them by myself, so I called the T-shirt guy and asked him if he had time to help.

Soon after, the phone was turned on and I didn't have time to speak, and the T-shirt guy first asked, "Where are you now? ”

“On the way back to the antique shop. ”

I was just about to ask for help, and the T-shirt guy suddenly said, "I'm in your shop right now, so hurry back! There are some things that need to be addressed. ”

After that, the T-shirt man hung up as usual.

And I wonder, what's a T-shirt man doing in my shop at this hour? He said he had something to take care of. What do you mean?

The T-shirt man has always been safe from the Sanbao Palace. Is it possible that this time the T-shirt man came to me to solve Grandpa's problem? The more I thought about it, the more I got off the long-distance car and called a taxi straight to the antique store.

When I got back to the store, I noticed that not only the T-shirt man, but even the White Eyebrow Zen master, were there, and the two were making tea chats.

I gave the key to the T-shirt men's antique shop.

“T-shirt for men, White Eyebrow Zen Master.” I immediately went up to say hello to the two of you: "It's too late for you to come. ”

“Amitabha Buddha.” Master White Eyebrow sang a Buddha number: “Master Zhang gave the order and the poor monk dared not come. ”

Master Zhang? Is that my grandfather? I was shocked and asked.

White Eyebrow nodded: “That's right, that's your grandfather. You don't have to talk too much, I know the context and Hatsukichi, now you do what you have to do! Me and Hatsumomo will protect you. ”

“Did my grandfather dream for you?” I was overjoyed: “What exactly was I encountering this time? Why even Grandpa wasn't his opponent, but he took over the coffin. ”

White Eyebrow Zen smiled: “I'm just a ghost king. Don't worry, it's no big deal. Evil has been invincible since ancient times, and that thing can't lift a wave! ”

Despite what White Eyebrow Zen said, I know that White Eyebrow Zen said it just to comfort me. Otherwise, White Eyebrow Zen and T-shirt men couldn't have helped each other.

But I don't have time for this now, so do as Grandpa says.

So I immediately took them into the room where Grandpa used to live.

Grandpa used to live in a room that I converted into an antique warehouse. I cleaned it up, found the bed, and I started digging it up.

My house is a cement floor, so it's not easy to break open a hard cement floor, so I had to borrow the drill from my neighbor and destroy the cement floor before I could swing the shovel.

Digging about three feet deep, I actually found something.

It was a rather large black stone slab, thick and heavy, rough on the surface, with a dense, numb little stone, and it was strange that the little stone became a ‘town’ font.

Grandpa asked me to dig up this black tablet? What's the use of this black tablet?

After I cleaned out the area around the blackstone slab, I tapped it gently and found it empty under the slab. At first, I thought I was hiding a small compartment under the blackstone plate, and I tried to drill the blackstone plate with an electric drill.

However, the drill has been drilling for almost a dozen centimeters, drilling through the slabs and still not reaching the end!

Instead, after being drilled through by an electric drill, the blackstone plate actually split into two parts. I stepped in the middle and just felt my foot empty and my body fell quickly.

I was shocked and immediately dropped the drill and hurried to climb to the ground with my hands, which finally did not fall.

But my lower body felt cold, as if I was stepping on a piece of cold ice for a thousand years under my feet, freezing my legs unconscious...

The T-shirt man and the White Eyebrow Zen master immediately pulled me up, and I looked down and found a deep hole hidden beneath the blackstone plate, no, it should be a dead well.

It turns out the blackstone board was designed to cover the well.

However, how can there be a dead well in my antique shop, and the bottom of the well is freezing and the slightest bit of white chill rises, which works better than a fridge?

My probe looked down, and I found that the well was deep and dark. Just for a moment, the chill blew me into a cool, frightened me back to my head.

“What my grandfather asked me to find should be right down this deep well.” I mean this deep well: “It's just too deep, and it's cold. It's really hard to salvage. ”

If the T-shirt man thought for a moment, he said, "Yellow boy, go down and take a look. ”

Then I was surrounded by a strange wind, and I went straight into the deep well.

I couldn't help but tremble. Who was the T-shirt man giving the order? Isn't that the little yellow-haired kid the T-shirt guy raised? That little thing kept following the T-shirt guy, and I didn't even realize it.

It's creepy to think about it.

Soon, the T-shirt man received a response.

The T-shirt man told me that there was a millennium cold sword underneath, frozen all over the body and even frozen the underground river. The sword almost hurt the yellow boy.

“A millennial cold sword?” I was so surprised that I never thought I'd find treasure everywhere in this shithole... even under a hidden deep well, there was a thousand years of cold sword hidden.

But how do we get that cold sword out? But it became the biggest dilemma I faced.

Finally, I thought about the fire brigade, and people like us who are not professionally trained go down, and the result can only be bored alive. Instead, ask the fire brigade to salvage the sword below.

But if they told the fire brigade the truth, they wouldn't have gone to the police. I couldn't help but throw a gold ring inside, falsely claiming to be worth a million rings fell into the deep well and asked the firefighters to salvage it.

Firefighters and soldiers were equipped with professional salvage equipment, first dropped an underwater monitor and saw the scene in the well through the monitor.

And on the monitor screen, I saw the Millennium Cold Sword at first sight!

The millennial cold sword is dark and bright. Frozen beneath the ice, the ice is constantly coming out of the thick cold, forcing the wellhead.

And that gold ring lay quietly next to the millennium cold sword, and just for a moment, it froze most of it.

I immediately said, "No wonder my grandfather couldn't find the sword he was collecting. It was hidden inside this deep well. Dude, help me get it together, thanks. ”

Said I gave the commander 2,000 bucks: "My brothers have worked hard, buy them some wine! ”

The commander doesn't hesitate to smile anymore, say don't worry, don't say that there is a sword down there, even if it is ten swords, we will help you get it up.

Soon, the millennium cold sword was salvaged, and as soon as it came up, the bitter cold was spreading, and the temperature of the space around us was suddenly reduced by more than a dozen degrees. One of the closest firefighters to the millennium cold sword, the gloves all climbed a layer of frost.

“Boss, you can save a lot of money on electricity this summer. This stuff can totally be used as an air conditioner.” The fireman laughed.

And I laughed awkwardly, “It's probably too low downhole, right? ”

After I sent out the firefighter, I went up and down and weighed this cold sword.

The cold sword has an ancient shape, is all black, and the handle is embellished with a copper coin, very ordinary copper coin, all of which is already rusted with copper, and the lettering on it cannot be seen clearly.

I reached out and touched a cold sword, but only felt cold and stinging, seemingly more ice than ice.

This should also be a terrible shade, as there is a strong pubic atmosphere surrounding it that is daunting!

I'm afraid only the emperor will be worthy of this cold sword.

I immediately asked the T-shirt man and the White Eyebrow Zen master if they knew this ancient sword. The White Eyebrow Zen Master weighed it up and down, and finally took it in his hand and speculated, "Based on the styling characteristics of this cold sword, it should be a relic of the Han Dynasty. As for who the owner is, it's hard to guess. However, this cold sword is sword-like. If it is not suppressed, it is better to treasure it carefully. ”

I thought I had no ability to surrender this millennium cold sword, so I begged Master Bai Mei to bring it into the Great Sad Temple and use the Buddhist method of the Great Sad Temple to suppress it when this thing was over.

White Eyebrow Zen nodded and said yes.

Then we rush to the village.

Far away, I found a cloud hovering over this village. The whole village also began to rise and, although the fog was small, formed a human face, which was frightening.

This is obviously a sign of ferocity.

Even the T-shirt man looked up at the clouds and had to be saddened: “It's still a little late! ”