The crooked way can also lead to heaven

Back at the shop, Ye Ran closed the door and went to the dark and damp basement. Walking through the narrow aisle, a coffin suddenly appeared in front of him, exuding the smell of blood.

After a rough sweep, many runes were carved on the ground, and the grooves on the floor were filled with some kind of filth.

Ye Ran picked up the urn beside him, took out a cigarette in a few clicks, lit it and started smoking silently.

The face that originally looked a little tired seemed to have relaxed a lot after taking a puff of cigarette into the lungs.

He has lived like this for more than ten years.

Suffering from cancer, in order to survive, I had no choice but to step into the Yin and Yang industry. After years of hard work, I accidentally discovered a way to extend life from ashes.

From then on, he got out of control and completely entered the ranks of evil cultivators.

There is no way, the righteousness prohibits evil practices, and even everyone shouts to beat them, the superficial glamor can not save lives at all.

If he was not forced, he would not be willing to join the ranks of evil cultivators, but there is no point in saying this now.

The next day——

Ye Ran bought breakfast and turned on the TV to receive today's morning news.

[Last night, a famous predator in our city was shot to death in bed by extrajudicial gangsters. None of the twelve servants in the family survived...]

After seeing the contents of the news, Ye Ran just immersed himself in drinking porridge.

"Ye Ran, we have something to ask you."

Suddenly there were a few people outside the door. The leader was a middle-aged man wearing glasses with a calm expression.

Seeing Ye Ran didn't answer, a young man next to him immediately walked in, slammed his hands on the table, and shouted angrily: "Did you kill Jiang Dawang?!"

Ye Ran raised his eyelids slightly and slapped him in the face, causing stars in the man's eyes to hit him. He lost his footing and staggered against the wall.

The people at the door wanted to take action, but were stopped by the man with glasses.

"If someone dies, they run to me?"

"You run to me when something strange happens?"

"You run to me when you're not in a good mood?"

After Ye Ran finished speaking, he slapped him twice again, raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you treating this place as a public toilet?"

The man's face was swollen after a series of slaps, and he hesitated without saying a word.

When the man with glasses saw this, he immediately stopped him: "Ye Ran, we are just doing a routine thing, don't make it difficult for me!"

Ye Ran turned his head to look at him and said in a cold tone: "Get out."

Every time he came, he felt frustrated, and the man with glasses also felt angry. However, it was an order from the superiors, and they, the subordinates, could not refuse.

"Let's go!"

The man with glasses turned around, holding back his anger, and looked back at the store before leaving.

Ye Ran rubbed his eyes, lit a cigarette and sat down.

These people from the Yin and Yang Association are simply haunted. Not long after arriving in this city, they have been targeted by them, and they send people to inquire every now and then.

If he hadn't been strong enough, he would have been locked behind bars for the rest of his life.

Not long after the group of people left, Zhao Yu's figure appeared. When he entered, he put the money he collected on the table.

"Master Ye, shall we set off now?"

"Well, wait a moment, I'll clean up."

Ye Ran returned to his normal mood, got up to get the equipment, then closed the door and left.

Zhao Yu's family lives on the edge of a village in the city, at the foot of a mountain next to the sea.

According to her, she had sold the house this morning, but she still had a week to live in it. She wanted to take this opportunity to take her son away with her and go back to her hometown.

Along the way, Ye Ran didn't say much, and just followed silently to the destination.

When he opened the door, he was greeted by a stench that would have caused Ye Ran to spit it out if he hadn't been used to it.

There is a mat placed in the main hall of the house, covered with a white cloth.

Emotional Zhao Yu dug out her son's body.

"Master Ye, can my son really survive?" Zhao Yu felt a little complicated.

Ye Ran put down his backpack and started talking about things, and responded: "If you haven't passed the first seven, it's okay."

Hearing these words, Zhao Yu's heart tightened. He wanted to say something, but he gave up the idea unconsciously.

Ye Ran decorated the room, plastered the main hall with black talismans, and inserted two soul-calling flags at the door, and then said: "Prepare black dog blood, stove ashes, raw eggs, and a few lambs."

Zhao Yu responded quickly and ran out to buy supplies.

Ye Ran glanced at her, then took out the paper tie and started working on it. In a short while, the paper man was tied up, and the lifelike appearance looked a bit weird.

It was not until evening that Zhao Yu came back from outside. As for why it took so long, Ye Ran didn't ask.

Ye Ran put the stove ashes into a bowl, added the eggs and stirred evenly, then poured the black dog blood into the corpse's mouth, smeared some on the back of Zhao Yu's hands, and finally inserted two sticks of incense.

"Light three incense sticks at the intersection of your house and burn some paper money. After a while, when the burning is almost done, take a bowl and tap it gently, and silently recite your son's name in your heart."

"If you feel something on your back, remember not to look back. Slowly stand up and walk back in a circle. Take a step and knock the bowl. Don't break it until you come back."

Afraid that she wouldn't remember it, Ye Ran repeated it again. After confirming that it was correct, he went out to take a look at the sky. He felt that it was almost done and let her go.

Zhao Yu came to the intersection with the bowl in hand, looked around, and then lit a fire to burn the paper.

Somehow, as soon as the fire was lit, a cool breeze blew through, inexplicably penetrating the room.

Zhao Yu took a deep breath, mustered up the courage to start knocking on the bowl, and silently recited his son's name in his heart.

Suddenly, the fire in front of her grew bigger and bigger, almost setting her clothes on fire!

Almost half an hour later, Zhao Yu already felt something standing behind him.

Thinking of Ye Ran's instructions, she didn't dare to delay. She slowly knocked on the bowl and stood up, walking around the fire before heading home.

Ye Ran, who was sitting in the room smoking, heard the sound of bowl knocking getting closer and closer. He also got up and moved the paper man behind him to the door. When he saw Zhao Yu again, he motioned for her to smash the bowl hard.

"Clang!"

The broken sound sounded, Zhao Yu was frightened and shook, and the paper man at the door also shook!

She had never seen such a battle before, her face suddenly turned pale, she stumbled and ran to the side while holding on to the wall.

The paper man turned around stiffly, tilted his head and looked at the two people in the room, then walked to the corpse on his own initiative, shaking his head constantly.

Ye Ran's eyes narrowed slightly, he picked up a black talisman and said: "There is no way to return to the sun, and there is no way to go to the earth. I will seal your three souls and seven souls, and ban you from reincarnation!"

After the spell fell, he slapped the black talisman on the forehead of the paper man, and a dark wind rose in the room!

But it soon quieted down and everything was calm again.

Ye Ran looked at the paper man lying on the ground and crushed it with one foot.

This thing is just used as a carrier. It should be destroyed after the work is done to avoid any accidents.

Just when Zhao Yu was stunned, the corpse on the bed suddenly sat up, revealing a pair of dead fish eyes.

"My son!"

Upon seeing this, Zhao Yu burst into tears and rushed over to take the body into his arms.

Feeling that his son was unresponsive, Zhao Yu frowned and stood up, asking in confusion: "Master, what's going on?"

Ye Ran calmly lit a cigarette and explained: "Of course corpses can't speak."

Zhao Yu was slightly startled: "Didn't he come back to life?"

Ye Ran spread his hands and said, "I can walk, jump, and always listen to you. What does this mean if I'm not alive?"

"Right."

Ye Ran took out a few bottles and said again.

"This bottle of red can slow down the decay of your son's body. Ten thousand bottles can last for three days at a time."

"This black bottle can suppress corpse odor. There are ten thousand bottles. It can only be used for one day at a time."

"Look at how many bottles you want. If you buy more, I can give you a discount. You can also get more if you buy more. I'm a real person and don't make false claims."

Now that the matter has been completed, the subsequent small business must be promoted and promoted. What if another customer is introduced in the future?

Therefore, business people still have to build relationships with customers and cannot make one-time deals.

Zhao Yu's eyes widened in disbelief, and he was confused for a moment: "This...I have no money now."

Hearing this, Ye Ran put the bottles away again. Since he had no money, there was no need for these things.

Looking at his son, Zhao Yu really couldn't bear it. Even if he turned into such a ghost, he would still be a piece of flesh that fell from his body.

"Master Ye, can you lend me a bottle on credit? I'll give it to you when I have money..."

She didn't have the confidence to say this, so she could only give it a try.

Ye Ran glared at him and said calmly: "No, whether you have money or not has nothing to do with me. That's your own business."

"If you have enough money, I'll give you the stuff. If you don't have any money, then just wait and see!"

After saying that, he packed up his things and left here.

Whether he is cold-blooded or ruthless, Ye Ran is not interested in these external comments.

At first, like most people, he looked down upon a small amount of money, and felt that it would not matter even if he lost it.

Many people say that they have no idea about money and it doesn’t matter how much they have.

But when you are so poor that you can't even spare ten dollars, it's such an unpleasant feeling.

Ye Ran has experienced this kind of thing before, so he takes money very seriously now.

In today's world full of vampires, only money will give you confidence.

Talk about human feelings, talk about worldliness, talk about warmth and warmth?

It's all bullshit!

Anyone can betray you, only money can't!