Unorthodox methods, cultivating immortality relies on rich women

Chapter 97 Haunted by Ghosts

The old goods sold on Taiping Street include some personal belongings, some salvaged from garbage dumps, and some from abandoned old houses in the countryside—a practice known as "house digging."

With the large-scale loss of rural population, many rural houses have naturally fallen into disrepair, but many old objects that were once worthless have been preserved in these houses.

These things may not have had much value in the past, but now they have become a way for some people to reminisce about the past, and some people are willing to pay for them, so this market naturally prospers.

Of course, digging up houses doesn't always yield these old items. Sometimes there might be some unexpected finds, such as antiques, especially copper coins and furniture.

The value of copper coins was not well recognized in the past, so they were not considered rare items and were even used as nut washers.

Furniture is a large item and cannot be taken with you, so it can only be left in the house.

"That kid who got entangled in the filth is Pei Yousheng, the guy who runs a secondhand stall on the street. He used to have his stall by the flowerbed on the main street. You might have even seen him before."

"Most of the secondhand goods this kid sells are taken from old houses in the countryside. He's also incredibly daring. But as the saying goes, if you walk by the river long enough, you're bound to get your shoes wet. Last April, he went to the countryside and took over an old house. When he came back, something was off. He kept feeling like someone was following him."

"At first, it was just a tightness in his back, and he would always hear a soft rustling sound behind him when walking at night. At first, he just thought he was tired, but the feeling became more and more real every day. Even in broad daylight when he was locked in his room, he could hear the doorbell gently knocking on the window."

"Then I started having nightmares. I dreamt of a woman standing at the foot of the bed, her back to me, wearing faded old clothes, her hair loose and hanging down to her waist. He wanted to shout, but his throat felt blocked, and he couldn't make a sound. He wanted to move, but his body felt as heavy as lead."

"The woman was getting closer to him little by little, turning around little by little. Every night, she would get a little closer, and every night, she would turn around a little more—"

"During this time, we invited many masters to come and see, but they were basically of no use. As the disease drew closer day by day, there was nothing we could do. We dared not sleep, and we became so thin that we were emaciated. Our eyes were bloodshot, and we would tremble whenever we saw people."

"Seeing that there was really no other way, his family finally asked someone to arrange for him to stay at the City God Temple on Rulin Street. At first, it really helped. As he recovered day by day, that dirty thing stopped bothering him."

"But in April of this year, that filthy thing suddenly came back and haunted him again. This time, even staying in the temple didn't help—"

"It's April again?" Shen Qingzhou noticed the key point.

"Yes, April 26th, which was around this time last year when I was entangled with it," Old Man Chen said.

Shen Qingzhou fell into deep thought upon hearing this.

Seeing this, Old Chen asked with a pleased expression, "Have you remembered something?"

"April 26th, it seems this female ghost is a Taurus. Taureans are the most stubborn, clingy, possessive, and don't like their partners leaving their sight," Shen Qingzhou said.

Upon hearing this, Old Man Chen's face turned ashen, as if he were constipated, and he wanted to curse him for spouting nonsense.

But then I thought about it again, and realized that what that scoundrel said actually made some sense.

"Enough with the nonsense, just tell me if you have a solution?"

Old Chen stopped arguing with Shen Qingzhou; he wanted to earn those eight thousand yuan.

"Yes," Shen Qingzhou said with certainty.

"Come on, I'll take you there to have a look right now." Old Chen was quite decisive and prepared to close the shop immediately.

"Are you in such a hurry?"

"How can I not be anxious? The man is about to die. His father and I used to work at the mining bureau's machinery factory, and we had a pretty good relationship. That kid calls me 'uncle,' I can't just watch him die like this—"

"Okay, then I'll wait for you at the door."

Shen Qingzhou walked to the door and asked Lin Yunong and Xiao Qiu, who were peeking in, "What are you doing here?"

"What the old man said is so scary, and it looks terrifying inside," Xiao Qiu said.

"Yes, yes," Lin Yunong nodded in agreement.

"What the hell are you talking about? Can't you two be a little more dignified? You're ghosts too, so what are you afraid of? You're not even as good as a dog." Shen Qingzhou pointed to the shadowy figure that had been following him.

"Woof woof————"

The shadowy creature cried out twice, its tail wagging repeatedly, as if it were smug.

"Little Blackie is so brave, so amazing!" Xiao Qiu said happily, completely ignoring Shen Qingzhou's comment that she was worse than a dog.

Lin Yunong waved her fist in dissatisfaction, her eyes wide open.

But it had no deterrent effect whatsoever, which made Shen Qingzhou feel a slight warmth in her heart instead.

It's all because I ate too much at noon, and I feel a bit hot and bothered.

"What are you muttering about standing here?"

Old Chen walked to the door and moved the goods placed outside into the house. Seeing Shen Qingzhou talking to himself in the void, he casually asked a question.

"Oh, I'm talking to the little devil I'm raising," Shen Qingzhou said casually.

Upon hearing this, Old Man Chen looked up at the net frame hanging on the door, which was densely covered with various talismans for warding off evil and misfortune.

Then look at the various statues of gods that he had just picked up and was about to take into the house.

Was he bragging, or was he implying that I was selling counterfeit goods?

After Old Man Chen finished getting ready, he led him out of Taiping Street and to the parking lot at the exit.

"Is it far? Do we have to drive there?" Shen Qingzhou asked.

"It's not too far, but if you have a car, why would you walk there? Unless you're out of your mind," Old Chen said.

Damn it, Shen Qingzhou suspected he was cursing at him, because it wasn't too far, so he had walked to Taiping Street.

Then Old Man Chen led them to an Audi A8.

"Don't tell me this car is yours, is it?" Shen Qingzhou said.

"Otherwise what? Did I bring you here to shade someone's car from the sun?" Old Chen said, taking out his keys.

"Second-hand, right? How many spirit rings are on it? Do you want me to exorcise the evil spirits for you? I'll give you a discount," Shen Qingzhou said.

Old Chen didn't understand what a spirit ring meant, but when Shen Qingzhou said that this was a second-hand one, he immediately became anxious.

"What do you mean 'second-hand'? My car is new, and it's even a high-end model. It cost me over 900,000 yuan."

Old Chen opened the car door and got in, and Shen Qingzhou quickly sat in the passenger seat as well.

"What you're saying makes me really uncomfortable. Every time we buy something, you haggle with me over every penny, but then you turn around and drive a million-dollar luxury car?"

"Business is business, and life is life," said Old Chen.

Shen Qingzhou looked at the interior of the car and felt increasingly uncomfortable. What's the point of you, an old and ugly wretch, driving such a nice car?

Upon seeing the several adorable bobblehead dolls on the center console, Shen Qingzhou said, "Don't tell me you have a young and beautiful wife. I really can't stand it. I'll stab you with voodoo dolls later."

"Haha, my wife is indeed a few years younger than me." Old Chen laughed as he started the car.

"How much younger?"

Thirty-five.

#, none of those named Chen Ping'an are good people.