Shen Bing didn't get water until dark, because there was a long queue of people waiting in the square to get water. She drove Lu Fei's car and filled two large plastic jugs. If she used it sparingly, it would be enough for two days.
My mother prepared a table full of sumptuous meals, including my favorite chicken stewed with mushrooms and Shen Bing's favorite hot and sour soup. This girl was so greedy that she almost drooled while helping to serve the dishes.
The three of us opened two more bottles of white wine, but no one could drink it. We were all worried about whether the demon would come tonight. Only Shen Bing and my mother didn't know yet, and kept persuading us to eat. Lu Fei said that he drank too much last night and couldn't eat anything now. Wang Zijun said that he was losing weight. Before he finished speaking, Shen Bing almost spit out the soup he had just drunk, but he swallowed it hard and didn't choke to death.
I smiled at them, pretending to be confident, picked up the chopsticks and took the lead, and then the two of them felt relieved and started eating and drinking. But they didn't dare to drink too much, so the three of them finished a bottle.
After dinner, Qu Mo suggested that we go out for a walk. His meaning was obvious. We were going to the store to discuss this matter. Seeing their attitude, no one wanted to leave and wanted to stay to help me. I said, "Okay, you guys go out for a walk first. I'll put away the ghost tooth solution and go find you guys."
After they left, I took advantage of my mother's return to the kitchen and secretly scooped up a remaining chicken claw from the chicken soup and brought it back to my room. I put the tooth solution into a glass bottle and sealed it with a talisman. Then I invited the dead rat out.
It stared at the chicken claw, a little unhappy, and asked: "What's the matter? Can you please use a chicken claw?"
I chuckled and said, "These chicken feet are made by my mother. They are really delicious. Just forget about it if you don't want to eat them." I picked up the chicken feet and left.
"Wait." The dead rat sniffed and drooled immediately. "It smells good. I, an old man, will oblige you reluctantly. What do you want from me?" Damn, that look is even more awesome than the expression I show to ghost customers.
"How about helping me guard the house these few days and offering you two roast chickens every day?"
"Did you get kicked in the head by a donkey? I'm a great god. How can you ask me to help you guard the house? No way!" The dead rat suddenly became furious, as if helping me guard the house was a very shameful thing to do.
"Well, I'll go find the Chopstick God. They don't want the roast chicken." I picked up the chicken feet and was about to leave.
"Hey, let's discuss this later." The dead rat stared at the chicken claw, swallowed his saliva and said, "I just happen to be bored these two days, so I'll help you watch the door for a few days, and ask your mother to stew a chicken like this for me every day."
The request is quite high, but I just agree to it. With the dead rat helping me guard the house, I don't have to worry about my mother's safety. Besides, if we open fire with the demons in the store, we can retreat back home and use the dead rat as a shield.
After getting rid of the dead rat, I hung the Bagua mirror on the door of my mother's bedroom. My mother was already used to the furniture in our house to ward off evil spirits, and she didn't ask why. I said hello to my mother and went to the store. Wang Zijun had the key to the store and had been waiting inside with the others.
As soon as I entered the room, Shen Bing looked at me from left to right, and finally frowned and said, "I heard that a demon is coming tonight. Why don't you bring anything with you?"