The boss did carve the eight characters of the birth on the back of the white jade doll with a carving knife, so he packed the doll in a wooden box and said, "this doll has the aura. If I carve the words, the aura will be more sufficient. It's best for the child to open it and play." Give the box to Ning Xuemo.

It's very similar to buying magic weapons in those magic weapons shops. Monks and Taoists recite a few sentences and then drive them out. The gods and gods talk about it like that.

Ning Xuemo picked up the box and went out.

The sedentary habits of the underworld are similar to those of the legendary vampire.

When it's dawn, it's when they rest.

The red lanterns in the ghost Street went out the next time, the red lanterns in the jade shop went out, and the door of the jade shop was closed for proofing.

It's dawn. Although there is no sun, it's daylight after all. There is no more bustling crowd in the street. Occasionally, one or two people pass by in a hurry.

The whole city seemed to fall into a deep sleep.

……

Ning Xuemo actually didn't go far. She had been patiently hiding in the dark, paying attention to the shop.

There were four more children coming in, all of them holding a white jade doll.

Apart from the four children and the four parents accompanying them, no one else came in or out.

Until after daybreak, the jade shop closed, and Ning Xuemo didn't notice anything unusual, as if her previous suspicion was just superfluous.

Strange, is this shop really a normal one?

Ning Xuemo takes the white jade doll out of the box again. In the sun, the doll smiles naively. The white jade is dizzy and doesn't see anything unusual.

She had looked at the doll over and over several times, but she could see nothing wrong with it.

With her Kung Fu, she can sense even if there is a trace of evil in it.

Do you think more about it?

Ning Xuemo thought about it. He just went through the wall and entered the store. It was quiet. The dolls on the shelf stood there quietly.

She turned to the back again, and saw a gloomy coffin. The lid of the coffin was half open and half closed, and there was snoring.

Looking inside, the shop owner, who was in a funky mood, was sleeping there, obviously asleep.

Nine out of ten people in the underworld like to sleep in coffins, so it's no surprise that Ning Xuemo is not strange.

She shook her head. It seemed that she really thought about it. She thought the doll in the shop was related to the disappearance of the child in the underworld.

She flashed outside again, looked at the dolls on the shelf, and found another one of her former friends, and put it in her arms.

Because she had doubts before, the eight characters of birth engraved on the doll she bought were not her son's, but her own. It was the day of her rebirth on this continent

Now that the doll is not weird, she still wants to buy a new one for her son.

Of course, she still abides by the trading rules. When she left, she lost 200 liang of silver on the counter

Soon after she went out, the boss in the coffin suddenly sat up slowly. He looked at the direction of the outer room and picked out the corner of his lips, showing a rather sinister smile.

He was born with an ordinary face, which could not be found in the crowd, but there was a kind of romantic and elegant taste under the smile.

He stood up from the coffin and stepped out. His body was a little stiff, but he recovered after a few movements. He sighed with a low sigh: "this leather bag is really uncomfortable..."