The silver moonlight fell, and darkness covered the entire sky.
"I must be crazy!"
A dark figure appeared on the street corner, covering most of his face with a hat. It was Simon!
He didn't know why, but out of curiosity, when he walked into the shop and saw the Voodoo ritual, a voice kept echoing in his heart:
"Hiss...get it! I gotta get it!"
Even so, the cost of a gold punk is obviously far beyond his ability.
Therefore, Simon is prepared to use his own method, a method that is not very visible.
As a rebellious teenager, he did all the things that adults hated: drinking, debauched parties, fighting... and even learned a money-making trade from an old goldfinger.
"I've noticed that the lock of the grocery store can be picked easily... Then, I might be able to take something else..."
Walking on the deserted street, Simon felt his rationality gradually return: "But... how could I believe that there is a mysterious power in the world? But if you can buy that grocery store from Javier's father, the owner must be very rich!" "
Even he didn't realize that although he had been rationally denying extraordinary power, many factors still pushed him closer to that small shop.
"Crunch! Crunch!"
After turning a corner, Simon's ears suddenly moved and he heard the sound of chewing something.
"Who would be eating outside so late and making such a loud noise?"
With a trace of curiosity, he slowly stepped forward and entered a dark alley.
At the end of the alley is a wall with several stinky trash cans beside it.
At this time, there were two black figures lying on the ground, seemingly swallowing something.
"Gulu!"
Simon felt his hands and feet getting cold for a moment, swallowed his own saliva, and slowly backed away.
As if the sound was too loud, the two black figures turned their heads, revealing a pair of blood-red eyes.
And by the moonlight, you can also see a disemboweled corpse lying on the ground, with eyes wide open and blood from various internal organs flowing all over the floor.
"ah!!!"
Simon let out a mutated scream and ran away in a mess.
In the middle of the night, this scene immediately reminded him of the legendary ghoul.
Chacha!
Chacha!
Behind him, two footsteps were getting closer and closer, bringing with them a strong wind.
Simon only felt a huge force coming, and he was immediately thrown to the ground.
He quickly rolled forward, turned around, and saw two approaching ghouls.
They were wearing black trench coats, their skin was dry and tightened, and they seemed to have lost their vitality, but their hands had sharp claws, and a pair of blood-red eyes, full of greedy desire, stared at Simon.
"Ghouls! There are real ghouls!!!"
Simon's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, he couldn't believe it.
But at this time, the opponent's sharp claws and rancid mouth dripping with saliva kept getting closer.
"No! No! I don't want to die!"
He felt a little wet between his legs, and his hands continued to support him as he crawled back. A premonition of death had filled his heart.
The next moment, just as the ghoul's sharp claws stretched out and were about to touch his face, Simon seemed to have thought of something and immediately chanted loudly:
"When the lightning rolls and the thunder roars,
Give me peace, give me courage,
When lightning flashes and thunder rolls,
The light from evening prayers reassures me
Go away, evil ghoul, leave with you..."
His eyes were blank, and he was chanting the incantation that came to his mind completely subconsciously.
When the two ghouls heard the sound, they suddenly stopped moving and kept retreating, baring their teeth and claws, full of unwillingness.
"The protection spell in voodoo rituals? Turns out it really works?"
Simon was a little stunned, but when he saw that the ghoul was ready to move forward again, he immediately continued with a trembling voice: "Go away, evil ghoul, leave with you!"
Under the spell, the two ghouls slowly retreated into the darkness and disappeared.
"Huh..."
Simon let out a long breath and felt that his legs were weak and he could no longer stand up.
Phew! ! !
At this moment, a piercing police whistle came from not far away.
A minute ago, Simon would have been happy to seek help from those gentlemen inspectors.
But now, he hesitated.
After all, he had committed some crimes before, so he had a criminal record. What's more, he didn't intend to do good things tonight.
If caught, there is really no way to explain this problem, especially with the dead body.
When he thought of the corpse, Simon quickly got up and quickly moved away from the scene.
Otherwise, how to deal with the inspector's record? Could it be that he was attacked by ghouls? He didn't want to be sent for a psychiatric evaluation.
"That voodoo ritual... I must get it!"
Thinking of the ghoul just now and the magical spell, Simon's eyes lit up and he felt like a brand new door was opening in front of him.
…
In the early morning, Fang Yuan opened the store door and stretched lazily: "Good morning! Mr. Fred!"
"Good morning, Mr. Andy!" A fat man opposite was obviously a little regretful: "What a beautiful weather... I mean, isn't your maid usually the one who opens the door?"
"You mean Moli Gu?" A smile appeared on Fang Yuan's lips: "She was busy all night last night, and I sent her to make coffee."
"One... all night?" Fred's eyes widened, feeling that his confidence had been greatly crushed: "I really admire you, Mr. Andy, do you have any secrets?"
"The secret? It's very simple..." Fang Yuan turned around and saw the lady coming back with a bread basket, and suddenly stopped.
"Lucy... Good morning!" Fred and Fang Yuan looked at each other and wisely ended the previous topic: "Have you finished buying bread so soon?"
"Well..." Lucy, the female neighbor, was a little distracted: "Gentlemen, have you heard? There was a murder just two streets ahead, and the scene has been cordoned off."
"Robbery? Or murder?"
Fred was obviously interested.
"None of that... I heard that the scene... was very scary!" A look of fear appeared on Lucy's face and she ran back home.
Fang Yuan shrugged his shoulders, returned to the store, and picked up a newspaper.
Half an hour later, the first customer entered the store and angrily put a small bottle on the table: "I want to return it!"
"It's you, Nietzsche!" Fang Yuan yawned boredly: "It is sold in our store and will not be returned or exchanged!"
"You clearly said this is spiritual water, but I spent all night yesterday and saw nothing!" Nietzsche argued.
"Young man, this is the real spiritual water, but didn't you listen to what I said carefully? It's just 'there is a certain probability'!" Fang Yuan shrugged his shoulders.
"you… "
Nietzsche was speechless, his eyes showing the sadness and anger of "You are a profiteer".
"Sorry to bother you!"
At this moment, a female inspector wearing a black uniform and carrying a gun walked into the store and showed an ID: "I am trainee inspector Vivian. I have something to ask the store owner!"
"I am, what can I do? Beautiful lady..."
Fang Yuan stepped forward with a smile.
This female inspector had the well-proportioned and powerful muscles of a cheetah, a toned figure, and a serious look on her face that made Nietzsche afraid to speak and took a few more secret glances.
"I need to do some routine questioning about the murder that happened last night. Do you know Mr. Capone?"
"Kapon, I don't know you!" Fang Yuan shook his head.
"Someone testified that he was seen visiting here yesterday afternoon!" The female inspector suddenly looked suspicious: "He was wearing a blue plaid shirt and black leather shoes..."
"It turns out to be him!"
Fang Yuan suddenly realized: "That's a strange customer who came to my shop for the first time. As you know, madam, I can't register every customer's name. This is really a generous customer who bought my A 'Ghoul's Claw Talisman', I have to say, he has really good taste, this is one of the few treasures in our store... "
After hearing this, Nietzsche immediately rolled his eyes, showing disapproval.
"talisman?"
The female inspector narrowed her eyes slightly.
"Yes, it's made of sterling silver, inlaid with a fragment of a ghoul's claw... priced at five silver sers!" Fang Yuan said honestly: "What's wrong with him?"
"He was attacked and confirmed dead..." Female Inspector Vivian replied expressionlessly: "I don't have the amulet you mentioned..."
Snapped!
Fang Yuan slapped his fist: "I know, it must be robbery and murder! The thief is really discerning and knows the value of this amulet..."
At this time, even Vivian rolled her eyes: "Please don't make unnecessary guesses, Mr. Andy! Did Capone show anything unusual when he came to your place yesterday?"
After some questions and answers, she put away her shorthand notebook: "Thank you for your cooperation. I have the right to subpoena you at any time before the case is resolved!"
After the female inspector walked out, Simon walked in, his face was frighteningly pale, and he poured a pile of change on the counter: "A gold punk, give me that Voodoo ritual quickly!"
Moli Gu put away the change angrily, very unwillingly.
She had been waiting for the thief all night yesterday, but she didn't know that he didn't come at all.
"Well, it's yours!"
Fang Yuan didn't care how Simon got the money and handed the blood-red tome to Simon.
This large transaction immediately made Nietzsche next to him wide-eyed.
At this moment, Simon hesitated and asked in a trembling voice: "Sir... do you believe that there are... ghosts in this world?"
"Of course!" Fang Yuan answered without hesitation: "Otherwise, where do you think our store's mysterious products come from?"
"So, is there anything wandering around here, such as... a ghoul?!"
Simon stared into Fang Yuan's eyes.
"Ghoul? I don't know..." Fang Yuan shrugged: "But if you are troubled by ghouls, I recommend the ghoul amulet, which only requires five silver sel!! However, this kind of amulet only needs a firm mind. Only qualified people can use it, otherwise, it may be easier to attract the hostility of the ghouls... "