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Chapter 138 A Yuan Paper Shop

The shopkeeper got out from the pile of paper, which surprised Li Qing.

After looking carefully, I found that there was a long bench behind the pile of papers. I think the store owner was lying on the bench just now and sleeping soundly!
Lin Zhe smiled and said, "Your Excellency's name?"

"Yo... You're welcome..." The shopkeeper grinned, stood up, and said, "You can just call me A Yuan... Gentlemen, did someone in the family pass away?"

"Someone in your family passed away..." Li Qing glared at him.

A Yuan was stunned, and said: "No one has passed away, why come to the paper making shop? Could it be that you want to buy some Mingqian ingots?"

"I want to ask you something." Impatient, Li Qing took out his ID and flashed it.

"Huh..." A Yuan showed a look of surprise. After reading the documents, he looked at Lin Zhe and Li Qing, and said with a smile: "You two gentlemen, I am a good citizen. I will not steal or rob. The ability to make money...you Southeast Spiritual Area, what do you want to ask?"

Obviously, this A Yuan is no stranger to the Southeast Spiritual Area.

If you want to be an ordinary person, you have never heard of this organization.

Li Qing said: "What time is your store open on weekdays?"

With a puzzled look on his face, A Yuan said, "Open 24 hours."

"24 hours?" Lin Zhe frowned, looked at A Yuan, and said, "Is the business good?"

A Yuan smiled and said: "It's because the business is not good that we have to open 24 hours... After all, who knows when this dead thing will happen? Something happened to the customer's house, and he may come to buy things at any time... If I It’s not open 24 hours, how can it be so coincidental, when you open the door, you will run into someone’s dead?”

This is the reason, but it always feels a little awkward to say this from A Yuan's mouth.

Lin Zhe glanced at the small shop carefully, and asked, "Are all the shops on this street open 24 hours?"

"I don't know about that... How can I care so much about other people's affairs?" A Yuan said lightly.

Li Qing said, "Then what were you doing last night?"

"Me?" A Yuan looked at the two of them suspiciously, and said, "If there is nothing to do in the store, I usually just tie a piece of paper, take a nap, listen to the radio or something... After all, my place is secluded. There is a great god in the store, so you can't play disco and sing rock, right?"

As he said that, A Yuan raised his eyebrows and pointed to the two people's own shop, which also offered sacrifices to the Supreme Lord.

Generally speaking, there are few people offering offerings to big Buddhas and gods in stores. Many businessmen offer offerings to Guan Gong, the God of Wealth, etc. It is rare to see gods such as Guanyin, Tathagata, or Laojun offered.

Once these big Buddhas and gods are offered, then the store must be quiet and clean so as not to disturb the gods.

Lin Zhe nodded slightly. Although the paper-making shop was a bit chaotic, after a closer look, he found that the things inside were actually arranged in a very orderly manner. Even the ground was clean. It was obvious that , this A Yuan is really particular about this aspect.

"Lin Zhe, look..." Seeing that he couldn't ask anything, Li Qing looked at Lin Zhe at the side.

Lin Zhe smiled, walked up to A Yuan, and said, "Are you from the Xuanhuang faction?"

"Yo, can you see it?" A Yuan smiled, nodded, and said, "Not bad."

Lin Zhe said, "How long have you been operating this store?"

A Yuan said: "Soon, it will be three or four years, counting the days... about... three years and nine months..."

Lin Zhe stared at A Yuan and said, "At four or five o'clock in the morning last night, you were in the shop, did you find anything strange?"

"A strange thing?" A Yuan was stunned, a little puzzled, met Lin Zhe's eyes, and said with a smile: "I can't remember it for a while... After all, at this point, I might be sleeping..."

"Didn't you smell anything strange, or did you see anything strange?" Lin Zhe said.

"No, sir... what exactly do you want to ask?"

Lin Zhe smiled and said, "Last night, someone in this place performed the hidden killing technique, and we are here to find the performer."

"Hidden Killing Technique?" A look of surprise appeared on A Yuan's face, as if he was also a little surprised, and said, "Nowadays, is there anyone who knows this technique?"

Lin Zhe said, "Yes."

A Yuan took a deep breath and said, "I'm afraid I can't help you...how about...you can go to the coffin shop across the street and ask?"

As soon as he finished speaking, A Yuan pointed at the opposite side with his hand.

Across the street is a coffin shop.

Lin Zhe and Li Qing walked out of A Yuan's paper shop and looked at the coffin shop opposite.

Li Qing was puzzled, and said, "Are you sure, the caster of this hidden killing technique is really here?"

Lin Zhe nodded, and said in a deep voice: "I opened the altar to look for people. There should be no mistake. The caster must be here. If it is not in the Ayuan paper shop, then... it is in this coffin shop. ..."

The eyes of the two looked towards the coffin shop. The inside was dark and gloomy, even more eerie than A Yuan's paper shop.

The coffin shop is obviously much larger than the paper-making shop.

At the door, there is a coffin made of fir wood, which has just been made and has not been painted.

There are generally three types of coffin wood, the most common one is fir, the better one is nanmu, and the better one is sandalwood.

Of course, I heard that the ancient emperors slept in coffins made of golden nanmu, so it's hard to say whether it's true or not.

Stepping into the coffin shop, one after another coffins are neatly arranged, and at a glance, there is no sign of the store owner.

Li Qing frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable all over his body as soon as he entered the coffin shop, he couldn't help but said: "These shops are all hiding?"

Lin Zhe smiled and gestured.

Li Qing followed Lin Zhe's gaze, only to find that there was a small door on the side, and there was an inner hall inside the shop.

"Go, go in and have a look..."

After finishing speaking, the two of them took a step towards the inner hall.

After entering the small door, I can only feel a dark breath, which seems to be icy cold.

There were no windows inside, but it was extremely cold.

However, although this place is cold, there is nothing unclean in it.

The coffins one after another exuded a breath of death.

As if, as if there, as if, there was a corpse lying there.

In the darkness, it became more and more quiet and profound.

Lin Zhe and Li Qing looked at each other.

The inner hall is not big, but even with a glance, there is no one in sight.

"What about people? They won't sleep in a coffin, will they?"

Li Qing muttered, frowned, and pushed the coffin lid closest to him with his hand.

"Den..."

The deep sound came out, which was particularly shocking.

The two looked into the coffin, but they were relieved that no one was there.

"You two, do you want to buy a coffin?"

A hoarse and cold voice suddenly sounded.

(End of this chapter)