C207 The Lady Boss of the Shampoo

This was all a matter of the martial arts world back then. It was not worth mentioning.

However, Chu Mingbu is a person that I despise a little. He wants to use this to hang me, if he really thinks I'm a young master, I'm just messing around.

I told Guan Ju to take this painting to my Office, while I went back to the old shop first.

The books that my Grandpa had left behind were all kept in the old shop. I wanted to help Yan Zimen's people figure out the great kindness of the Mokka leaf and maybe find some clues about it in the old books that my Grandpa had left behind.

When Zhang Tiangang wants me to go back, he brought his Clothes along with him.

I promised her and left. On my way back, I coincidentally met Sister Zhang.

Sister Zhang is the owner of a hair washing house not far from my old shop, a very shrewd and capable Sichuan woman.

"Aiyo, this isn't Brother Qin right? What gust of wind blew you back?" Sister Zhang kowtowed while leaning on the door frame with her butt, which was wrapped up to the point of being bulky, as she charmingly greeted me.

Sister Zhang didn't interact much with me, so I was a little taken aback by her greeting. I stopped the car and just smiled at her, then prepared to drive away.

Who would have thought that Sister Zhang would come out of the shop and directly window and say:

"You little heartless, you want to leave right after coming here, why didn't you come to visit your sister's store?"

The Sister Zhang was lying on the carriage door, and a pair of white rabbits were lying on top of the carriage window frame. I turned my head and saw everything inside clearly.

I swallowed a mouthful of saliva and awkwardly smiled. "Don't. It's not a good one."

When Sister Zhang heard this, she rolled her eyes at me and said:

"Eight hundred miles away, who the hell do you think you are? I have serious business to discuss with you."

I still haven't recovered from it yet. I have something important to discuss with Sister Zhang.

"Do you want to invite the God of Fortune into your shop?"

I tried to ask, but I couldn't.

The one who was getting rich was none other than the statue of Emperor Guan. Emperor Guan was a man of noble character, loyal beyond compare.

Those who came to the washroom to do business were all lustful and greedy kids. Could the emperor really tolerate them? He had to chase them all out.

Seeing that I did not understand, Sister Zhang stomped his feet in anxiety and said in a low voice:

"Recently our street has been haunted."

I've been on this street since I was a teenager, and I've never heard of anything that wasn't clean.

What was going on?

The Sister Zhang laughed and said, "Do you still not understand? At that time when you were here, your shop was filled with gods and buddhas, no ghosts dared to cause trouble here, and now that your shop has been moved out, all the ghosts under the ground have no fear. Then all of them ran out."

I knew that the Sister Zhang's words were out of flattery, but I still couldn't help but laugh as I asked her:

"Then what the hell is going on in our street recently?"

Sister Zhang nervously continued to lower her voice, saying that if it was someone else, she wouldn't believe it, but she saw it herself that night.

Roughly five or six days ago, the business hours for the hair wash was usually around three in the morning. On that day, it was just around four in the morning, and Sister Zhang and her sisters were preparing to get off work.

That day, the road was dark, and they saw a white shadow fly past them.

At that time, there was a young lady who jumped in fright. When the voice sounded, the white figure turned around abruptly, and the Sister Zhang could see everything clearly.

That white shadow had a furry face and green eyes. It bared its fangs and roared at them. Then, with a bang, it flew up to the roof of the washroom and disappeared into the night.

Sister Zhang still had some lingering fear after saying this. She rubbed her arm that was covered in goosebumps and said:

Brother Qin, this matter scared us sisters quite a bit, if you have the time, you should help us sisters to take a look, if it really is some kind of lonely ghost, our shop is open at such a late hour, what should we do?

I heard what she said and agreed.

However, they didn't care too much about it. How could there be so many ghosts in this world? Perhaps the only thing that could be seen by others was that they were too tired from work and had hallucinations.

In addition, the sky was hazy, so it was possible that it was just a white cat swaying in front of them. The few of them immediately thought of becoming a ghosts when they became nervous.

However, in front of Sister Zhang, I still nodded my head very seriously and said:

"We're all from the same street. Don't worry, I'll come back and take a look when you're free. Even if we move to another place, our relationship won't change."

"Aiyo, then I'll have to thank you, little brother." Sister Zhang happily looked through the window and grabbed my head, sticking it onto her V-neck sweater. My face swayed a few times along with my chest, almost suffocating from the pain.

Only then did Sister Zhang let me go and gave me a kiss on my forehead.

"If you're free, come over to my shop and play."

Sister Zhang gave me a flirtatious glance before returning to the doorframe to continue kowtowing.

This place is even more brutal than the Lion Tiger Mountain in the zoo. I might as well just run away, I quickly stepped on the accelerator and arrived at the entrance of the old store.

I looked up at the front of the store, but something was happening.

Back then, my Grandpa opened this shop here, as for why it is here, my Grandpa said that this place is a place where hundreds of lines intersect, a land where dragons and snakes intersect.

Dragon Travelling Through Nine Heavens, Soaring Serpent Riding the Mist. This kind of place was a treasure trove that was extraordinary, it was more suited to be a supernatural sculpture.

On the door frame of the shop hung a large signboard with the words' Qin Ji 'written on it in a flamboyant manner.

It was made from top-quality water sandalwood, and on top of that, there were two dragon phoenixes and Sun. Without mentioning anything else, hanging this plaque outside the shop, it wouldn't be damaged even if it was exposed to the sun and wind for 300 years.

With the support of the two dragon and phoenix tenons, they hung firmly on the door. Even a rank 8 earthquake wouldn't be able to shake the earth.

Other than this, there was also a doorstep at the entrance of the shop. The material was made from peach wood s, and there was a layer of copper skin on the outside.

It was six feet three inches long and one foot one inch wide.

There aren't many shops that have doorsteps these days, as long as my Grandpa has this doorstep, 100 ghosts are not allowed to enter.

Those who made supernatural sculpture were only allowed to enter if they were clean, unsullied by filth. Therefore, this threshold was also quite useful here.

Aside from that, all the other door and window Stair s here have their own arrangements, they were all carefully designed by my Grandpa in the past, there are even some that even I am unable to name.

However, since I have this kind of arrangement, as a yin and yang lines, I have never come across such a lone soul in the shop that came into contact with ghosts.