On the night of the ghost wedding, I injected yang energy into the ghost bride

0016 A Street of Antiques 【Favorites! Ask for flowers! Ask for evaluation! ]| On the night of the ghost wedding, I will inject yang into the ghost bride||

Chen Che finished delivering the evidence of his wife’s cheating to Lu Yong, put his hands in his pockets, and was about to leave the train station.

Not long after walking, his eyes were suddenly attracted by a person who had just walked out of the station.

A head of white hair, the same snow-white beard hanging down on his chest, his face is full of wrinkles.

What is eye-catching is that this old man is wearing a blue gown.

The texture of the long gown is exquisite, it is made of high-quality satin, and it is well cut. It looks like it is specially customized.

Such a gown must be worth a lot.

But this year, there are still people wearing such clothes to go out.

Moreover, when he came out of the station, he didn’t have any luggage in his hand.

The old man seemed to sense Chen Che’s gaze and looked over.

Chen Che squinted his eyes, he didn’t like the aura of this old man very much.

The old man grinned at Chen Che.

“Little baby, do you know how to get to Niuzhu Mountain?”

Niuzhu Mountain is the scenic spot with a Taoist temple on the top of the mountain in Jiang City.

It is not far from the place where Chen Che killed the guy who made the evil weapon last night.

Chen Che shook his head towards the newsstand by the roadside.

“Buy yourself a map.”

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the old man to reply, he left without looking back.

“Oh, interesting kid.”

The old man walked slowly to the newsstand with his hands behind his back, and really bought a map.

Chen Che put this little episode behind him and wandered on the road.

While thinking about his future path.

After these two days of getting used to it, it seems that his identity as a living dead is not unacceptable.

Although it is inevitable that there will be a sense of loneliness in my heart that is incompatible with this world.

But overall, it seems that the advantages outweigh the disadvantages.

At least I haven’t changed like the legend that even the normal senses are distorted.

And his own ghost servant system will be even more promising in the future.

Looking at it now, Ningxiang’s realm and skills can be upgraded.

Moreover, the “Suppressing Evil Records” in my mind is only the first one now.page content!

This should also mean that I can tame more ghost servants!

“Tsk, take two more, can we play mahjong together?”

Chen Che smiled, and he just said it casually.

After all, Ningxiang only has some simple emotions and can execute some not-so-complicated orders.

What’s more, it is not so easy to come across a suitable ghost.

This matter is still random.

Anyway, I have Ningxiang now, so let’s focus on cultivating her first.

So… I should go find some evil spirits and kill them?

After all, many resources that can upgrade Ningxiang have to rely on Yinde to exchange them in the system store.

But it’s broad daylight, where can I find evil spirits.

Chen Che looked around casually while shaking.

Suddenly, there was a slight pause under his feet.

Diagonally across the road, he saw a small shop selling shrouds and wreaths.

“It doesn’t necessarily have to be exchanged in the system store. In reality, you can also look for materials to upgrade Ningxiang.”

Thinking so, Chen Che stopped a taxi.

Not far from the Niuzhu Mountain Scenic Area, there is a so-called commercial street.

Originally, it was intended to match the temperament of the Taoist temple on the top of the scenic spot, and create an antique and characteristic business district.

Sell ​​some humanistic playthings related to Taoism.

As a result, over time, it turned into an antique street.

Chen Che was wandering in the street, his eyes flicked randomly.

This street is quite lively, with not only shops lined up on both sides, but also many people setting up street stalls on the side of the road.

A piece of red cloth was spread out, and it was covered with all kinds of utensils.

Many people held a magnifying glass and squatted in front of the stall to observe carefully.

After all, everyone will fantasize that they can pick up the leak.

However, in this kind of place, I am afraid that the old men who set up the stalls are older than the utensils on the ground.

Chen Che also came for a stroll since he had nothing to do anyway.

After all, although 99% of this place is fake.

But there’s always something real about it.

It’s just that these real things are not found by ordinary people.

Chen Che was strolling around when his gaze suddenly became fixed.

At an inconspicuous corner, there was a middle-aged man holding a cloth bag in his arms, watching people coming and going, a little at a loss.

He has a dark complexion, and although his clothes have been washed clean, they are already very old.

The figure is lean, but the lines on the exposed arms are clear.

It fits the image of a farmer who often works in the fields.

However, this was not the reason why Chen Che noticed.

What caught his attention was the cloth bag in the man’s arms, which exuded a hint of Yin Qi faintly!

Strolling along a street for a long time, there are countless things that claim to be ancestral and dug out of the ground, but none of them have a special smell.

Chen Che stepped over and asked straightforwardly: “Is the thing in your arms for sale?”

The man was slightly startled, subconsciously took two steps back, and then showed a joyful expression.

“Sell, sell, sell! I’m here to sell this thing!”

As he spoke, he opened the cloth bag to reveal the contents.

This is a ceramic jar with a wide belly and narrow mouth. It is not exquisite, nor does it have many complicated patterns.

There is still a piece missing from the mouth of the can, which is a defective product.

Chen Che doesn’t understand antiques, and doesn’t know that this is the type of utensil of that era.

But he can’t feel wrong about the Yin Qi emanating from it.

“Where did this thing come from?” Chen Che asked.

“It was dug out in my field! My daughter-in-law said, it must be a dead thing, and told me to take it to the city to sell, saying that you city people like to play with dead things!”

The corner of Chen Che’s mouth twitched. This uncle is really real. No wonder the things in his hand couldn’t be sold.