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Chapter 137 Street of the Dead (Second Update)
"Street of the Dead?" Lin Zhe frowned, looked at Li Qing, and asked, "Is there such a place in Nancheng?"

"Yes." Li Qing nodded and said, "However, calling this street 'Dead Man's Street' is what we locals call it."

"Why is it called that?"

Li Qing looked serious, and said: "Because on this street, all the items sold are the necessities of the dead, such as some paper, ingots, or coffins, shrouds."

When Lin Zhe heard it, he immediately understood, smiled, and said, "Is there a special street for selling these things?"

This surprised him a little.

If the place where bars gather is called Bar Street, and the place where snacks gather is called Snack Street, Lin Zhe can understand.

However, the shops selling supplies for the dead are also concentrated on one street?
Li Qing gave Lin Zhe a white look, and said: "It's not surprising, you know, people have always been taboo about places that sell dead goods, so... this type of shop, only those who need it will go, and those who don't need it , it is absolutely impossible to get in."

Lin Zhe nodded and said, "It's okay for a person to go shopping alone, but no one will go to a shroud shop when they have nothing to do."

After Li Qing heard this, he couldn't help laughing, and said, "That's right, so, this type of shop doesn't need to be located on some popular streets, you must know... the rent of shops on popular streets will definitely not be cheap, And in such streets, people go shopping purely to eat and buy clothes, and no one will go to shops that sell dead goods. Therefore, this type of shops will be chosen in some streets where the rent is relatively cheap and the environment is relatively remote. On the street, and those who do other businesses, no one is willing to put their own shop next to a shop selling dead people's supplies... Over time, everything done on this street has become dead people's business... Paper-making shops, coffin shops, shroud shops... the locals in Nancheng call this street 'Dead Man's Street'."

In any city, on the busiest street, there must be no shops selling dead goods.

If you don't believe me, you can go to the pedestrian street in your city to have a look.

There are Adidas stores and Nike stores, but if there is a shroud store, I am afraid it will shock people's eyes.

No one will be idle and go shopping on the Street of the Dead.

But tonight, Lin Zhe and Li Qing are going to take a stroll.

At this time, it was about eight or nine o'clock at night.

This time is the busiest time in Nancheng.

But even so, the Street of the Dead was empty and very quiet.

Lin Zhe and Li Qing stood at the entrance of the street and looked inside.

The long street, with no end in sight at a glance, was pitch black, and there were no street lights, which was very strange.

On the street, not to mention human figures, I didn't even see a ghost.

Although the shops in the street are all lit with tiny lights, the signboards hanging at the door are not at all conspicuous, unlike shops doing other businesses, I can't wait to make the signboards of the shops ten meters long and wide. Inlaid with LED lights, it twinkles at night, for fear that others will not see it.

"You mean, the caster who performed the hidden killing technique last night was on this street?"

Looking at the dark street, Li Qing seemed to hesitate and asked.

Lin Zhe nodded and said, "Not bad."

Generally speaking, in shops that deal with dead people, the shopkeepers are usually not ordinary people.

But for any normal person, who would be willing to do this kind of business?

Many folk practitioners, such as some Dharma priests, casual practitioners, etc., are getting old and have no skills, so they will open a paper-making shop, a shroud shop, or a coffin shop.

They sell things to the living, but they use them on the dead. They have been in contact with this type of things for a long time, and the place where the shop is located is usually gloomy and yin. to be depressed.

Doing dead man's business is like Jiang Taigong fishing, and those who wish to take the bait.

"Walk."

After Lin Zhe finished speaking, he stepped into the street.

Li Qing followed behind him.

The two looked at the shops on both sides of the street.

On the street, there are two magic weapon shops. Of course, what they sell are not magic weapons for practitioners, but tools used in funerals, such as command flags and guiding lights.

I don't know why, but this street looks extraordinarily gloomy and cold.

It seems that the wind from other places will be colder and chilly when it blows on this street.

Li Qing couldn't help trembling, shrinking his neck, and asked: "The cinnabar spot on the map, which shop is it?"

"It should be the second road, the shop at the intersection."

Lin Zhe said with a dignified expression, and stepped forward.

Not long after, the two came to the intersection of the second road.

At the intersection, there are two shops, one on the left and one on the right.

On the left is a paper-making shop that sells ingots, paper money, paper figurines, shrouds and the like.

The signboard of the store is crooked, it seems to be old, and the store owner doesn't seem to care, the handwriting on it has long faded, and only the words "A Yuanzha Paper Store" can be seen vaguely. A series of phone numbers, but it has long been unclear.

At the door, there is a gossip mirror hanging, and two talisman papers are pasted on both ends of the gossip mirror.

Lin Zhe stood there, staring at the talisman paper for a few seconds, and murmured, "This shop is from the Xuanhuang sect."

Different sects have different ways of drawing symbols on talisman paper.

A sect, the incantations on the talismans, and the way of making seals have their own unique style.

Li Qing frowned, a little surprised, and said, "Taoism?"

Lin Zhe shook his head and said, "No, the Xuanhuang Sect is a folk teaching, but many of their techniques are inherited from the Taoist school, and the gods they worship are also the gods of the Taoist school. store."

After all, without hesitation at the moment, he took a step towards the paper-making shop.

The paper-making shop is not big, only about a dozen square meters.

Inside, there are all kinds of goods. At first glance, it looks like a mess.

In the southeast, there is a shrine for a statue of the Supreme Lord.

There was a round lamp on the counter of the shop, and the whole shop was dark and dark, but there was no one in sight.

"Is anyone there?" Lin Zhe called out.

No one responded.

Lin Zhe and Li Qing looked at each other, feeling a little puzzled in their hearts, where is the store?
Before Lin Zhe and Li Qing came back to their senses, they heard a "crash".

In the dark corner, a pile of paper ingots fell down one after another, and a human head emerged from the pile of paper, and said with a smile, "Someone, someone... Two gentlemen, what do you want to buy?"

(End of this chapter)