Paper horse incense shop

Just imagine, in a dark and airtight space, the originally noisy and noisy crowd fell into an eerie silence at a certain moment, as if the pause button was pressed, and they all looked at the same place.

It really makes the scalp tingle.

Not to mention that there must be at least hundreds of people in this event!

My eyebrows twitched, and I looked across the crowd. I was wondering whether it would be more in line with the Tzu Ching girl's character to walk away on the spot, or whether I should say something. The original silence of the scene suddenly disappeared, and it fell back into commotion.

But this time the noise was no longer focused on the card table, but a group of people shouting in chorus:

"I've met my little boss!"

"I've met my little boss~"

Several people with self-identity handed over the chips in their hands, stood up, straightened their collars, and came forward to clasp their fists in compliments.

Seeing more and more people standing up, my heart skipped a beat, and I nodded with a sullen face. I took the lead to leave the chaotic scene and walked inside. Fortunately, Mazi was also a smart man and immediately continued to lead the way.

The group of people in the chess and card room didn’t bother anymore. They just waited for me to walk out a good distance, and I could still hear the muttering behind me:

"The young master of Tangkou Fifteen has a better temper than the master. I heard the rumors and thought he was also a green-faced man with sharp teeth. Ahem!"

"Yes, he nodded to us, and he is also fair-skinned and beautiful. He is really unlike his employer!"

"I do look like my boss. How can a woman of twenty-year-old age be ugly? Besides, I heard that my boss didn't have such a weird temper when he was young, and he was also as small as this, but later on he got older and became hunchbacked. He’s even shorter”

"Okay, everyone is gone, do you still want to fight? Whose are these chips?"

The movement behind me was getting farther and farther away from me. Mazi led me through several doors, then opened the door to the downward space for me, bowed and made an invitation gesture:

"My dear boss, down below is the basement."

I walked forward and asked casually:

"How long have you been following my master?"

Ma Zi laughed a few times:

"Thanks to my boss, I have been with my boss for 24 years. My health and bones are still good. Maybe I can stay with my boss for another 24 years!"

I ignored his words of obvious surrender and stepped steadily down to the basement. The basement was not big, but the moment I entered the door, I could feel the obvious temperature difference between the inside and outside.

Cold, the basement is cold.

Even people like Ma Zi, who must have been here more than once, couldn't help but sneeze.

But it's not the biting cold caused by the entanglement of evil ghosts, but a kind of coldness that penetrates to the bone marrow and makes me feel very comfortable.

I was startled by the thoughts in my mind. After rummaging through my mind for a moment, I immediately realized where this place was——

Gather in the shade.

The so-called gathering Yin place is a place with heavier Yin energy than usual.

This kind of place is usually low-lying. If a person dies here without being disturbed by outsiders, the soul can be raised here forever, and the probability of turning into a ghost will be greatly increased.

For example, ghosts do not just stay in this world if they want to. As for the idea that ghosts will become more powerful the longer they stay in this world, that is nonsense.

Ghosts remain in the world. If they are not in a deserted place, they will always come into contact with people and be corroded by the bright or hidden Yanghuo and popularity of people.

When the erosion reaches a certain level, the ghost will one day collapse and be annihilated.

Therefore, there are many powerful ghosts who need to make a big fuss and rely on killing people and sucking blood to maintain the evil spirit and stabilize the ghost body so as not to become weaker and weaker.

If they kill too many, some powerful ghosts can even appear in the blue sky and in broad daylight.

However, there is no need for Juyin! Ghosts who stay here can stabilize their bodies without having to kill people!

Comparing the two, the former is like an aspiring young man with nothing, working hard to save money and barely maintaining a beard to ensure that he will not starve to death when he wakes up the next day.

As for the latter, having the Juyin Land means having a large inheritance from the elders, a house and savings, and no need to worry about being charged for breathing.

But how many people in the world are able to obtain a large amount of wealth from heaven as soon as they are born?

Not much.

In the same way, there are very few gathering places, so you can't find them just by looking for them.

Moreover, Yin-gathering places are often found in barren mountains and old forests, lakes and swamps. In short, they are inaccessible places that are not suitable for human survival. A Yin-gathering place like this in a busy city is an excellent place that is extremely difficult to find.

And the reason why I can feel "comfortable" as soon as I come in is because I was born in the Yin year with the Yin month and the Yin day!

When I stay in it, even if I don't do anything, I can quickly learn to use Yin Qi!

My heart skipped a beat. Then I could occupy this place before the Tzu Ching girls came back.

No, no.

I felt a little regretful and figured out the key——

The Tzu Ching girl, like me, has a three-yin life. It is not surprising that she occupies a Yin-gathering place and uses the Yin energy gathered there.

Just looking at the Tzu Ching girl's decrepit appearance, which is obviously older than her peers, and her sinister aura, I guess relying on 'natural wealth' and taking shortcuts for a long time will have certain side effects.

The change in appearance can be seen, but the Tzu Ching girl will not tell me about other side effects!

I escaped from my thoughts, and the man who was leading the way just stopped and turned on the light.

As the incandescent lamp lights up, the situation in the basement becomes clear.

In addition to a set of tables and chairs, there is also a half-wall of medicine cabinets commonly seen in traditional Chinese medicine pharmacies. The most conspicuous thing in the basement is the row of jars placed in the corner.

The jar is a real jar. It can only reach around a person's knees. It is a standard pot-bellied jar. It looks small, but it can actually hold things very well.

These clay pots, usually used to store wine, now contain something that is difficult to describe in words.

I am not willing to use the term "human pig" to describe these people, it seems a bit cruel.

There were thirty-five jars in total, half of them empty.

The other half was full, and the men were buried in clay pots, with only a thin, old head barely exposed.

And among the eighteen clay pots, most of them were men who were obviously dead.

The dead men's heads were battered with beeswax, and their entire figures seemed to be sealed in yellow amber.

Beeswax has a storage effect, and the temperature in Juyin ground is extremely low, so no smell is leaked out.

As for the men who were about to die, although their entire heads were not covered with beeswax, their eyes, nose, ears and six orifices were sealed, leaving only one mouth for simple eating.

I took a cursory glance and found that most of the men's teeth had decayed and fallen off due to long-term imprisonment, and there were very few teeth left.

You can't tell anything based on the wear and tear on your teeth.

However, judging from the head alone, these men are generally in their fifties or sixties.

In other words, there is no Baibeiwang.