Dart Master

Chapter 15 The Inn of the Dead
Uncle Qi, what do these prophecies mean?I asked.

Seventh Uncle looked up to the sky and sighed, "The world is already suffering, why is it in the sky? Hey, if I knew it was such a bad result, why did it bother me?"

Under the dim light of the lantern, Seventh Uncle's handsome face was a little hazy, revealing a sad and depressed expression like a mystery, making it elusive.

My Seventh Uncle is indeed a big weirdo. He lived a lonely life with only wine and dreams.

At this moment, I can clearly feel the sadness and helplessness in his heart.

Wushang, this prophecy is for you, Uncle Qi smiled and handed the letter to me.

"For me?" I was even more confused.

"Oh, Uncle Qi, don't bother Brother Wushang, tell him what this means." Bai Ling said coquettishly, shaking Uncle Qi's arm.

Uncle Qi smiled, if I could know, would it still be called a prophecy?But one day it will be confirmed.

I put away the letter paper boredly, glanced at Little Misty, and said unhappily: "Uncle Qi, I don't think this may be true, maybe it's just some people playing a joke on us."

As soon as I said the words, Xiao Mifu jumped up excitedly, "You fart, this is written by the ancestors, how can it be wrong?"

After finishing speaking, he seemed to realize that he had slipped his tongue, and quickly said, "Believe it or not, anyway, the letter has been delivered, and my mission is completed."

"Wait, little brother, say hello to Patriarch for me." Seventh Uncle called Xiao Mihu to stop, and gave him a gold ingot.

"You are good-looking, and you are pleasant to speak, okay, for your sake, let me tell you a secret." Little Misty put the gold ingot by his mouth and blew it to make sure it was true, and then he was happy Stuffed it in his pocket.

What's the secret? I asked angrily. I really don't understand why Uncle Qi believes in this annoying beggar so much.

The little girl glanced at me in a daze, and said to Uncle Qi, "A few days ago, an old man came here. He said he came to see a play, so you better be careful."

"Watching a play, what kind of play are you watching?" I asked with a frown.

Little Misty slapped haha, and said impatiently, "Never mind my business, I'm too lazy to babble with you."

"Hey, you brat, you have a big temper." I shouted at him angrily.

When the beggar ghost was far away, Uncle Qi raised his head and stroked his chin, "No injury, we have to get out of Fengren Village as soon as possible, I'm afraid this trip will be interesting."

"Isn't it more than half a step to send this unlucky ghost? It's not easy." Bai Ling asked.

Uncle Qi smiled, and said with confidence, let's go, since there are people who want to watch the show, let's put on a good show.

Walking on the road, I asked Uncle Qi why he believed in the beggar's ancestor so much.

Uncle Qi said that the patriarch beggar was a very powerful person, and if he made the prophecy, it would be almost inseparable.

I wanted to ask more questions, but Uncle Qi raised his hand to interrupt me and changed the subject.

"No injury, walking in the underworld, especially those of us who walk darts, the most important thing is a kindness, one more friend and many paths, you have to learn to deal with ghosts, and learn to be friends with them."

Uncle Qi, can ghosts be friends too?Don't you often say that ghosts are obsessed?Are all ghosts treacherous?I asked.

Seventh Uncle raised his hand and rewarded me with a chestnut. My brain, let you beware, it doesn't mean that there is no distinction between right and wrong. There are good and bad people, and so do ghosts.You have to talk about people when you see people, talk about ghosts when you see ghosts, and use your heart to discern the hearts of people and ghosts, so that you can be a real escort.

As he said that, Uncle Qi looked at me with weird eyes, "Why do I always meet people like you who don't have a clear mind?"

"Uncle Qi, no one is born a saint, maybe you were not as good as Brother Wushang when you were young." Bai Ling called Qu Qu for me.

"Damn girl, when I was young..." Uncle Qi swallowed his words, and seemed to think of something again, "Forget it, I'm lazy to talk nonsense with you, the inn is in front of me, I will rest here temporarily today Bar."

Sure enough, in the darkness, two big blood-red lanterns were hung high, and an old two-story restaurant stood in the ruins, which was particularly conspicuous.

"Dead Man's Inn!" Bai Ling shouted in surprise, pointing at the worn-out words on it.

Uncle Qi nodded and walked in first, I quickly grabbed him.

Uncle Qi asked impatiently, "Boy, what's wrong with you?"

I swallowed, "Uncle Qi, I still feel something is wrong, do you remember the words that the hunchback sang when we left?"

"There are shops on the road ahead, so be careful, don't forget the faithful words to drink to the underworld." Fang Youde interjected and read.

"That's right, Uncle Qi, look at this inn, which is very gloomy, narrow at the front and wide at the back, why does it look like a coffin? And the name is also very unlucky." Zhao Heizi agreed with me.

As a dart walker, the most fearful thing is to encounter a black shop. My first feeling is that this is a black shop that seeks money and kills people.

Uncle Qi smiled, "It's a blessing, not a disaster. A disaster can't be avoided. Since it's a new way, how will you know if you don't try it? The fun has just begun. What are you afraid of?"

After finishing speaking, he raised his head and laughed, and walked into the inn, and the few of us could only follow in helplessly.

Inside the inn, there are white banners hanging, and the walls are sealed with black paper. The mixture of white and black makes people feel like they have stepped into a mourning hall.In the middle of the hall, there is a huge skull. A white candle is lit in the middle of the skull, which glows faintly. When the wind blows, it flickers.

I don't know why, but I always feel that the head of the skull is looking at me and smiling, but just looking at me like this twice makes my heart shudder.

"Brother Hurt, this is a ghost shop." Bai Ling whispered in my ear.

Although I know that there are more ghosts than people who open shops in the underworld, I still feel a little bit drummed in my heart. Perhaps, as Uncle Qi said, I have an instinctive prejudice against ghosts.

"How do you know?" I asked.

Bai Ling said that if a shop is run by a human being, it must enshrine the God of Wealth, Civil and Martial Arts, and this shop is dedicated to ghosts, so it is naturally not run by a human being.

"Shopkeeper, come to three clean rooms and prepare some vegetarian food." Uncle Qi patted the counter to wake up the dozing storekeeper.

The shopkeeper raised his head, his face was full of beards, his eyes were scarlet like blood, his whole body was full of sinister energy, fierce and chilling, he really was a ghost.

Seeing us, he seemed particularly surprised, and then waved his hands to drive away the plague god, "Go, go, go, who sent you here, do you want to die?"

"I'm so stupid..." Zhao Heizi was already holding his breath, but when he heard the shopkeeper's tone, he immediately became angry, and Zhao's gun slammed into the ground with a bang.

"Store, you are a customer when you enter the store, and there is no reason to be a businessman." Uncle Qi raised his hand to stop Zhao Heizi, and asked with a smile.

When the shopkeeper slapped the counter, a strong yin energy spread out, and Bai Ling and I took a step back in shock.

"This store is for the dead. If you want to stay, it depends on your ability." The storekeeper sneered, and reached out to grab the abacus on the table.

Uncle Qi chuckled, and put his hands on the abacus, and the two of them put their hands on the abacus at the same time, one up and one down, and they started to dial each other.

At first, I could still see it with my naked eyes, but later on, as the hands of the two became faster and faster, I could only see the phantom shaking, and the abacus beads were as piercing as fried soybeans.

"boom!"

Uncle Qi grabbed the abacus with one hand and slapped it heavily on the counter, causing all the beads to shatter in an instant.

"I don't know if we can stay."

There was a strong ghostly aura on the shopkeeper's head, and he sneered reluctantly and said: "There is a way to heaven, you don't go, there is a way to hell, you come, you can do it yourself, be careful, there is a life to come, and there is no life to return."

As he said that, he shouted angrily into the room: "Why are you still standing there, here is a guest, hello, hello."

A few bearded ghosts came out from the room. These ghosts looked very mighty, with stern faces, and they were not easy to provoke.

"Uncle Qi, let's go, they are so fierce." Bai Ling said in a low voice.

Seventh Uncle looked calm and smiled as usual, "It's okay!" He walked upstairs under the guidance of the staff. There were only three rooms upstairs, with Seventh Uncle in the middle, Bai Ling and I on the right, Heizi and Fang Youde on the left.

After the room was divided, Uncle Qi put his hands behind his back, biting a cigarette, and glared at me angrily, "Nephew, eat as much as you want, drink as much as you want, and don't wander around in the middle of the night if you have nothing to do."

After speaking, he kicked open the door and walked in humming a little tune.

(End of this chapter)