The sixth bowl of dog food: Sydney-flavored Undead Attack
welcome.
The electric door opened automatically, and the sound of the idea sounded, calling the shopkeeper who was addicted to the matching game behind the cash register back to his senses. Quickly buckling the mobile phone on the cash register, the owner raised his head with a young smiling face and said, "Welcome—A Zhuo, why is it you again?"
Seeing the person coming, the store owner immediately retracted the sweet dimples on his cheeks miserly, and picked up the phone again.
"Qining, let me tell you—"
Gou Liang didn't raise his head: "What are you going to do today? Pick up girls or cosplay? Whatever you want, you can just pay the price for breaking something in my store."
"Qining, let me tell you the truth!"
Sun Zhuozhuo patted the cashier counter, "Do you know that yesterday was evil! Since you pulled out my sword yesterday, he has been ringing non-stop at night without sleeping. I told my parents, but they didn't believe it. He's a villain, he stopped immediately when others came, and made my mother think that I had auditory hallucinations after insomnia, so I discussed with my father to find a psychiatrist for me. Fortunately, grandpa, I was resourceful and saved a hand!"
With that said, Sun Zhuozhuo took out his mobile phone and handed it to Gou Liang, "Look!"
The video was shot in Sun Zhuozhuo's bedroom. A worn-out bronze sword was randomly placed against the corner of the sofa, but it became the main character in the video.
Gou Liang's face changed when he saw the sword, and he was about to say something when Sun Zhuo Zhuo put up a finger in a mysterious way to tell him not to speak.
"Shh, the main event is coming."
As soon as he finished speaking, the bronze sword in the video made a clanking sound, and the blade trembled as if something was impatiently rushing out of the scabbard.
Gou Liang's face turned pale, he slapped the phone's desktop, and asked calmly, "What exactly do you want?"
Sun Zhuozhuo said: "I showed this video to my dad this morning. He has to believe it if he doesn't believe it. He didn't go to the company, so he hurried to find a master at home."
"Bah, master shit, it's not as good as you. After looking for a long time, I didn't see anything wrong with it. I couldn't even pull out the sword. It must be said that this sword is a good thing to ward off evil spirits. It must be something dirty in my house." Something bumped into him. My dad had an ugly face at the time, you know, back then the house in my house cost more money than the decoration just for the Feng Shui layout..."
"So, what exactly are you trying to say?"
Gou Liang's tone was a little impatient, but his fingers were trembling when he clicked to eliminate the game interface. However, Sun Zhuozhuo didn't hear his heart at all, and grabbed his hand and said with trusting eyes: "Qining, for the sake of our four years of sharing the same bed, go and take a look for me. Otherwise, my father will Donate my sword to the museum, hundreds of thousands of oceans!"
Gou Liang was dragged out of the house by him, and said in a desperate struggle: "My shop is not closed yet!"
"Don't worry, I'll let my driver watch it for you. Anyway, there are no customers coming."
Sun Zhuozhuo stuffed Gou Liang into the car, sat in the driver's seat by himself, and threw the phone to him, "Look again, I'm familiar with him."
Gou Liang said in his heart that he couldn't be too familiar with it.
This guy is his dear target Da Da, and the original owner was scared to death by him.
Meng Qining is twenty-five years old and graduated from university last year. With no ambitions, he just wanted to keep the shop left to him by his dead ghost father from closing down, and just take care of his own food and clothing.
The original owner's father's name is well-known in the Feng Shui circle of the capital, and his ancestors have all been immersed in Feng Shui Xiangshu, which can be regarded as a master level.
People say that this line of life commits five disadvantages and three deficiencies—widowhood, loneliness, disability, these are the five disadvantages, and three deficiencies in money and power—father Meng committed orphans, widowers, lost his father since childhood, and lost his wife in middle age. I thought I had to make a single word, but I didn't expect that the glory will not fall in the fifties, and the spring breeze once had the original owner.
For this old man, Father Meng treats him like an eyeball.
Originally, he only wanted his son to live an ordinary and peaceful life, but he did not expect that the original owner had a pair of heavenly eyes, and he was born to see things that he shouldn't see.
Father Meng wanted to cultivate him, but he didn't expect the original owner to be very timid and very resistant to such things.
Father Meng was worried, but the original owner broke his right hand when he was three years old and committed a handicap. When he was five years old, he suffered a heart attack. Father Meng was afraid that his son would not survive him, so he washed his hands in the gold basin and opened an antique shop with half his life savings. He only taught the original owner to identify some antiques and magic weapons, and kept him away from the rest.
From Gou Liang's point of view, Father Meng still has a bit of skill, the Feng Shui layout in the antique shop and at home is excellent, and the amulet made for the original owner is enough to prevent the original owner from seeing ordinary ghosts and not getting close to the original owner.
But unfortunately, only ordinary ghosts can be dealt with.
The original owner graduated from university last year, and Father Meng died of illness, leaving him two houses, an antique shop and a sum of savings. Even if the original owner is a little more frugal, life will not be too bad.
The antique shop is divided into two floors, the first floor is very modernly decorated, and the second floor is in a retro style, which is specially used by Father Meng to entertain old friends in the industry to receive some important items or to do big business. Once in the hands of the original owner, it was useless. Once Sun Zhuozhuo came to play, he liked the antique on the second floor, so he asked him to rent a space for him to take cosplay photos.
Sun Zhuozhuo and the original owner slept together in university for four years, they had a good friendship, and it was somewhat of a penny, so the original owner naturally did not refuse.
They often come to shoot, and yesterday's shoot was about a general in a novel. Sun Zhuozhuo is very willing to spend money for his hobbies. This "broken copper and rotten iron" that cost hundreds of thousands of dollars to buy from others is to make the general's shape more textured and look decent.
The seller made hype about the bronze sword. After the successful filming, Sun Zhuozhuo also showed it off, saying that only those who are destined can pull out this sword.
A group of young people who love to join in the fun exhausted their breastfeeding strength, but they failed to pull out the sword.
The original owner was also pushed up to play for a while, and something big happened after this play.
Not only did he pull out the sword, he also saw a ghost rushing out of the sword!
Although he put the sword back on the spot, he was so frightened that he fell to the ground and died suddenly of a heart attack. Fortunately, Gou Liang came in time and just pretended to have fallen and passed away vaguely.
And the target is probably the ghost hiding in the sword...
According to the basic information of the system, his name is Bi Xia, and he was an invincible general three thousand years ago.
The later story was very clichéd. The general who made many military exploits was finally framed and killed by the lord because of his great achievements, and died at the hands of the friendly army. Fearing that his ghost would kill him afterwards, the murderer nailed the bronze sword used to ward off evil on his heart viciously. Since then, Bi Xia has been attached to the bronze sword and cannot be reincarnated.
It was buried in the ground for three thousand years, and it was not dug out by tomb robbers until more than a hundred years ago, and passed into the hands of Sun Zhuozhuo several times.
Gou Liang felt sorry for his experience, wondering how much Bi Xia himself remembered.
[System: Master, I think you should hurry up and feel sorry for yourself now. This would have to be much longer... and unique, to scare the original owner to death.]
——The original owner died too suddenly, the ghost that frightened him to death left only a red and black ghost in the mirror image of his soul, which was hard to distinguish.
[Gou Liang: Can we stop being so superficial?]
[System: As long as his soul power is not unpalatable, that's fine, right? →3→]
[Gou Liang: (＾v＾)]
Sun Zhuozhuo's family background is very good.
When Gou Liang was Zhong Gu, in order to learn the profound arts of the Zhong family, he once used the props in the Guoshi Crash Handbook, which systematically taught Feng Shui and Physiognomy. Although Gou Liang didn't specialize in it, he learned how much he could make the best use of everything. At a glance, he can see that the Feng Shui in the house has been carefully arranged everywhere. It's just that it's too fine, but it's too much. In addition, this residential area is a place of geomantic omen. Too expensive geomantic omen may not be a good thing for those who can't afford it.
From this point of view, Sun Zhuozhuo can't sleep well at night, not only because of his irregular schedule.
But Gou Liang didn't want to point it out.
Although the original owner's level is very limited, but he is too low-key and has never fought in front of people before, and no one knows his true level because of his family education, so Gou Liang can play freely. It's just that Sun Zhuozhuo doesn't know anything about it, so he is not a good target for showing off.
"Come in, you're welcome, my parents are not here now."
Sun Zhuozhuo greeted him carelessly, and when the aunt saw the guests coming up and asked if they wanted tea, he dismissed them, and took Gou Liang up to the second floor without saying a word.
"My dad gave me an ultimatum. If he still has the sword when he comes back at night, he will throw me and the sword out to sleep on the street. Qining, you have to help me."
Gou Liang's eyes were fixed on the bronze sword.
I don't know what Sun Zhuozhuo was thinking, but he didn't take the bronze sword out of the bedroom even though he was afraid. The position of the bronze sword was deviated from that in the video, and it should have been moved by the master invited by Uncle Sun. But this sword is so old and sold so cheaply, it is because it is rusted all over, its appearance is very bad, and it cannot be pulled out for "unexplained reasons", the antique dealer is unwilling to donate it to the museum, so he can only deceive people like Sun Zhuozhuo The second generation of stupid people with a lot of money.
Gou Liang said: "You go out first, I will talk to him alone."
Sun Zhuozhuo gasped, lowered his voice and said, "Is there really something?"
He pointed at the sword, Gou Liang's face was also very pale, and said: "Don't ask, go out first."
Sun Zhuozhuo walked away with three steps and one turn.
Gou Liang was not sure about the face-to-face meeting yesterday, how much the target knew about the original owner, or whether he knew that he had scared a timid young man to death, so he had no choice but to keep a timid face and approached the bronze sword cautiously. After bowing his head, Gou Liang said sincerely: "Brother, I'm sorry, I offended yesterday, I didn't mean it, please don't blame me."
The blade of the sword suddenly vibrated, Gou Liang took a step back and said, "Can you really hear me?"
The blade moved again.
Gou Liang said, "Brother, can we discuss it?"
He respectfully bowed to the bronze sword three times again, "My friend, I mean the person who bought this sword, and he definitely did not mean to offend you. If he doesn't know, he will not offend. What disrespect, I will let him come in and kowtow to you to admit his mistakes, you, you must not suck his yang energy. Look at him with such big dark circles, he can't sleep well at night, and he doesn't have enough energy Useful, poor quality...”
The blade of the sword clanged.
"Ah, you, you want to suck me? I'm not good either, you see I'm so thin, I don't have much meat..."
The blade of the sword clanged twice.
"It's fine if you want to suck me, that's fine... Then what do you want me to do?"
The sword didn't move, so Gou Liang had no choice but to guess: "Are you hungry? I burned some incense for you? I promise to use the most expensive one in my store! No... Do you want me to pull out the sword again?"
The blade of the sword rang.
Gou Liang stretched out his hand tremblingly, turned his head and did not dare to look directly at the bronze sword, swallowed and said, "Brother, I will listen to you, please don't hurt me. I have absolutely no malice towards you, trust me …”
While speaking, Gou Liang tightly closed his eyes and pulled out the bronze sword.
"Big brother, is it alright?"
"Can."
A cold voice came.
Gou Liang was startled, and suddenly looked back.
I saw a tall man wearing a black robe embroidered with goldfish patterns and said politely to him: "My name is Bi Xia, and my name is Wu Zhan, from Heye. Thank you little brother for saving me, and I owe you a favor. It will be repaid in the future.”
The man in front of him is still familiar with sword eyebrows and star eyes, with handsome features and cold eyes, but his temperament is completely different.
Even though he was dressed in black and had a slight smile on his face, he couldn't hide the two big words that came out of his eyes: abstinence.
Gou Liang resisted the urge to pounce on him and strip off his abstinent coat to reveal his sexy inner self, and stammered, "No, no need, you are too, too polite... That, the person I saw yesterday... Uh, it's you ?"
Bi Xia paused, thinking that he had a deep memory of the original owner's timidity.
He saluted again, "Sorry, I haven't seen the sun for a long time, I was in a hurry, my appearance was not repaired, and I bumped into my little brother."
How can it be that the appearance is not repaired
It must have shown a murderous death appearance, otherwise the original owner's courage has grown for more than 20 years, no matter how young he is, he would not be frightened to die of a heart attack as soon as he meets him.
Gou Liang waved his hands again and again, stood up, patted his butt and clapped his hands, followed his example and saluted, and said, "Seeing that you are a gentleman, then... I want to ask you to help me with something."
"What's the matter? Little brother, but it's okay to say."
Isn't this style of painting a bit different from the invincible iron-blooded general
Complaining in his heart, Gou Liang thought about his words and said, "It's like this. My friend accidentally brought you home from the antique dealer. You last night...well, you slept a little restlessly, which scared him. If you If possible, is it convenient for you to move?"
Bi Xia said: "What's so difficult about it? It's just that I can't leave the sword right now. I wonder if little brother can discuss with your friend and take me away."
"You, you, you want to go home with me?"
Gou Liang's eyes widened.
Bi Xia smiled slightly, "So, very good."
Gou Liang opened his mouth, but he didn't dare to say the refusal, and said in a low voice, "Then, I have to ask him first."
Bi Xia: "It should be so."
Gou Liang called Sun Zhuozhuo, and Sun Zhuozhuo stood guard outside the door. Hearing the sound, he immediately opened the door and came in. When he saw the drawn sword on the ground, he couldn't help but patted Gou Liang on the shoulder: "Yes, Qi Ning, if others can't open it, just open it." You can do it! So what can you do now?... What are you looking at?"
Bi Xia: "Don't worry, ordinary people can't see me."
This is nothing to worry about.
Seeing Sun Zhuozhuo's creepy expression, Gou Liang couldn't bear to frighten his little friend—in fact, he wished to keep his target privately, and said: "A Zhuo, you've finished taking photos, and it's useless for you to keep this sword. Your house doesn't fit in with your house. If you don't like this, I'll ask you to buy it at the original price and bring him back to my store. "
"Eh?" Sun Zhuozhuo leaned closer to his ear, "Dude, is there something weird here?"
Gou Liang: "No, it's just that your family's Feng Shui is too good, so it's not suitable for him."
"Hey, I don't have a lot of money. You can take it if you want it. The profiteer before was full of gold teeth. I inquired about it later. It's too expensive for 10,000 yuan for this kind of product." Sun Zhuozhuo said indifferently, but his eyes were still very Floating towards the bronze sword curiously.
Gou Liang said: "That won't work. If I take it back, I might meet someone who is even more stupid than you. It's not impossible to sell it for more than two hundred thousand."
"Damn, is there anyone who hurt your brother so much?"
Sun Zhuozhuo knew that Gou Liang's family was fairly well-off, and seeing that he insisted on transferring the money to him, he did not refuse.
Gou Liang heaved a sigh of relief, carefully picked up the sword with both hands, and said, "Now, you belong to me, and I will take you home right away. But first, I have to wrong you for a while, okay?"
He spoke to the sword, but glanced at Bi Xia's position from the corner of his eye.
Bi Xia said, "Thank you."
He walked over without hesitation, Gou Liang only felt a burst of coolness pass through his body, and then the person in front of him disappeared. Gou Liang looked at the sword quietly for a few seconds, as if waiting for him to settle into a sleeping position inside, then closed the sword with a solemn face and hugged it to his chest.
"Then I'll take him away."
Gou Liang said.
Sun Zhuozhuo was stunned, he pressed his chin back exaggeratedly, walked out with his arms around Gou Liang, and said, "Dude, you really didn't bump into something unclean, did you?"
"Don't talk nonsense." You are not clean.
Sun Zhuozhuo remembered that the bronze sword was in Gou Liang's arms, and although he was still muttering in his heart, he cautiously shut his mouth.
When they went downstairs, grandpa had already returned, leading someone to talk in the living room. The man was wearing an old-fashioned gray gown, with gray hair all over his head. Sun Zhuozhuo whispered to Gou Liang: "This is the master who taught my family Feng Shui back then."
As he spoke, he hurried downstairs, "Uncle Zhang, you are here, long time no see."
Master Zhang also greeted him, but his eyes fell on Gou Liang. Seeing this, Sun Zhuozhuo said, "Dad, Uncle Zhang, I still have friends here. Let's send him back first. You can talk."
"etc."
Master Zhang stopped them, put down his teacup, stood up and said, "Little brother, the thing in your arms should be the sword that Xiao Sun mentioned, right? It does look a bit strange, let me see it first."
Sun Zhuozhuo was about to agree, but Gou Liang said: "Sorry, A Zhuo just passed the sword to me."
Master Zhang: "... Is it convenient for me to palm my eyes?"
Gou Liang: "I'm sorry, it's not very convenient."
Master Zhang: "..."
He took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to him, and said sincerely, "Little brother, if you need anything, you can always call me."
Gou Liang held the sword tightly in one hand, took it with the other, and thanked him.
"Master Zhang, this room is really..."
The door was closed, blocking the voice of grandpa speaking.
Sun Zhuozhuo said apologetically, "I didn't know my dad invited someone to come, don't mind."
Gou Liang shook his head, "You don't have to see me off, I'll go back by myself."
"Don't, you hold this thing, can the master let you get in the car? Stop talking nonsense, go, my driver will not be remanded in your shop."
Sun Zhuozhuo dragged him away.
After getting out of the car, Gou Liang hesitated and said, "When you go back, if the master is still there, find an opportunity to tell him that you have been suffering from insomnia during this time."
"what?"
"Go, I won't hurt you."
As Gou Liang said, he walked back to the store quickly holding the sword in his arms, his steps almost flying.
— Finally brought you home, my goal is big (づ￣3￣)づ