Holy Bone

Chapter 899
Jiangzhou prefecture city.

As the Taoist Temple of the Five Viscera became famous in the local area, even the Ming shop opposite the Taoist temple had more traffic. The people nearby will come here first if they have to worship their ancestors to visit their graves, buy joss sticks and ingots, or order coffins for funerals.

This is the word of mouth effect.

Today is still the same as in the past, the lead-mercury holy fetus is in charge of the store, and Jin An stays in the Taoist temple to concentrate on cultivation.

Just when Jin'an's avatar had just sent away a few customers who came to buy incense candles, there was the sound of iron tools knocking on the street. A man was carrying a bench whetstone on his shoulders, with black kitchen knives stuck in his cloth bag, and several kitchen knives in his hands struck back and forth. , the knife seller who made a clear and clanging sound came yelling all the way.

Someone called him to sharpen a kitchen knife, so he put down the bench to sharpen the kitchen knife for others.

The knife seller had quick movements and exquisite craftsmanship. He sharpened the kitchen knife in a short while, and then carried the bench on his shoulders and continued to yell and beat the kitchen knife.This is also a means of attracting business, so that people can clearly see that his kitchen knives are of good quality and forged, and they will not be snapped up easily.

When the knife seller passed by the door of Mingdian, it was strange to say that he stopped suddenly, looked up at the shop, then at the plaque hanging on the door frame, and then looked inside the shop with an expression on his face. I was puzzled.

Jin An, who happened to see the guests out, clasped his fists and asked, "What's the matter?"

"It's so strange." The knife seller said to himself first.

Then he asked Jin An: "This was originally the Yongle Coffin Shop?"

"Exactly."

"Why did the Yongle coffin shop change jobs? What about the original boss Liu here?"

Liu Tao is the previous owner of the coffin shop. When the other party mentioned Liu Tao, Jin An became interested and looked up and down at the knife seller in front of him: "He transferred the shop to me. As for where he went after leaving the coffin shop, it doesn't matter." Clear."

The knife seller jumped up and cursed: "This son of a bitch didn't return my knife on credit, and even transferred the coffin shop to you?"

Oh?Jin An became more interested.

"Are you a credit knife man?" Jin An looked him up and down again.

The folklore of people with knives on credit is very mysterious. People with knives on credit never sell knives but only knives on credit. As for the sayings, there are various opinions.

Some people say that people who credit knives give knives to poor people on credit, and what they earn is the interest money in the next few years.For example, make an appointment to wait until the trees on the mountain are all green, and the creditor will come to collect the money;

Some people also say that the credit knife man is the descendant of Guiguzi's disciples, who can divination and fortune-telling, can predict the future, know when prices will skyrocket, and earn a price difference with poor information.For example, when there are more than [-] sheep and more than [-] cattle in the county, and the price of rice and noodles has increased several times, then the money will be collected, and the price difference before and after earning;

There are also people who say that what people sell knives on credit is not knives, but to take advantage of the rich and pass on the bloody disaster.It's a bit similar to picking up a red envelope at an intersection or jade jewelry that raises a kid, bringing blood and light.When encountering this kind of credit knife person, it is a life-long business, and after selling it, there is no thought of taking it back.

It mainly depends on what kind of person you are, whether you are a poor person, a skeptical person, or a person who takes advantage of small advantages. The three theories grasp the psychological characteristics of the three types of low-level people.

Faced with Jin An asking him if he was a knife seller on credit, the knife seller nodded with a look of displeasure.

Next, the credit knife man asked Jin An if he had seen a kitchen knife when he took over the coffin shop, and he roughly described it.

What he got was Jin An shaking his head.

The credit knife person jumped up and cursed again in anger, scolding Liu Tao for daring to deny the credit knife person's debt, it really took too long.

I don't know if his words were angry or threatening.

Unwilling to give up, the credit knife man asked Jin'an about Liu Tao's whereabouts, but Jin'an still shook his head. He only knew that Liu Tao left Fucheng directly after selling the coffin shop and returned to his hometown. As for where Liu Tao's hometown is, he really didn't know.

Jin An asked curiously: "Have you ever met such a half-way person?"

The man with a knife on credit said with a dark face: "There are, but they are rare. Who would easily abandon their family business and leave their hometown, just to lose money for a kitchen knife."

When Jin An heard it, he felt that it made sense.

He also asked the person on credit, what should he do if he ran away when he ran away?Credit knife people have no choice but to say what else to do. They can only admit that they are unlucky. Fortunately, their business is to sell at low prices and high interest rates. What they earn is the profits for the next three to five years. They can afford the occasional bad debts. loss.

It was rare to meet a folk credit knife person, and Jin An inquired about various legends about the credit knife person, such as the three folk legends, which one is the real credit knife person?
The credit knife man in front of him didn't answer Jin'an's question, but chatted absently for a few words before leaving.

Jin An stared at the back of the credit knife man for a while, showing a contemplative expression, and then returned to the Ming shop to receive new customers.

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The night was silent, and the lights of thousands of houses were extinguished.

An inn in Fucheng.

Jin An Hun'er walked through walls and stones, floating in the air, looking at the credit knife man who was sleeping soundly on the bed, his eyes were full of thought, could it be that he was really suspicious?
His primordial spirit followed this person on credit for a day, and during this day, people on credit were very normal, doing business in the streets and alleys, and found the cheapest inn to stay at night.And the people who do business with creditors during the day are also ordinary people.

However, Jin An didn't take things lightly regarding the possible involvement of Bulao Mountain. He didn't hesitate for long, and planned to sleep with his soul to see what the way this man with a knife on credit was.

Just when Jin'an just fell asleep, suddenly, the credit knife man lying on the bed opened his eyes suddenly, but at this moment, his eyes were different from those in the daytime, with a sneer of sarcasm after a successful plot.

The credit knife man turned over and sat up, pushed open the window on the second floor, turned over the roof as light as a swallow, and under the dark night, he leaped from roof to roof and quickly approached the direction of the Taoist temple of the five internal organs.

pedal!
The sole of his foot fell to the ground, and the credit knife man turned his head and looked coldly at the closed door of the five internal organs Taoist temple, and then swaggered into the shop of the underworld.

In the Ming shop, Jin An was lying on the counter, seemingly falling asleep, only dim yellow lamp oil was crackling and burning in the Ming shop.A few mosquitoes that were flying around the lamp oil, seeing the person with the credit knife entering the Ming shop, seemed to be keenly aware of the dangerous atmosphere, and flew out of the Ming shop one after another.

These nature elves are far more sensitive than human beings, especially for the perception of danger.

The man on credit looked at Jin'an's fleshy body, which was like a fish waiting to be slaughtered on a chopping board, when his Yuanshen hadn't returned to his place and lost his ability to resist. The cold sneer in his eyes grew stronger.

Next, he found a shovel from the Mingdian, chipped away at the stone bricks on the ground, and dug a hole.

The credit knife man had great strength, the shovel flew up and down in his hand, and soon dug a big hole, and several circles of soil piled up on the ground.

Digging all the way, he finally dug out the vertical black coffin buried under the ground of the Mingdian.

After digging down to about two feet, the man with a credit knife finally dug to the bottom, and saw a bench covered with dirt and dust under the black coffin, and a sea bowl on the bench, which was used to collect The corpse water dripping from the coffin.

It's just that the corpse water is not pitch-black and foul-smelling, but bright red blood, as if blood had just been let out from a human body.

The credit knife man glanced at the half-bowl of corpse water, frowned, as if suspicious, and then prepared to open the coffin, intending to retrieve the corpse in the black coffin...

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Ps: I have a headache at night, feel drowsy, short, sorry guys, sorry, sorry.I hereby offer three bows, and only after I have done my best to die can I show my ambition to QAQ. .

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