Golden Forbidden Land: I am at the highest level, exploring the secrets of immortality

The shop has two floors. Even if you stand at the door, you can see that the upper floor is full of old furniture or second-hand furniture.

However, these furniture seem to be worth some money.

The lower floor is full of small objects, calligraphy and paintings, porcelain, jade, and even large bronzes. It is really a small museum.

But when I looked closer, most of them were modern craft imitations.

At most, they are second-rate goods.

The surrounding streets are all antique and cultural relics streets, so the competition for doing business here is quite fierce.

However, Dachui doesn't seem to care so much. He just makes his own voice. In his words, even if there is no customer, he will not starve to death.

I heard at school that his father is a high-ranking official in the city.

So he is also the son of a high-ranking official.

"Hey, is there anyone?"

I just cleaned up the shop and someone came to the door.

"Hello..."

Before I finished speaking, the man grabbed me and said angrily, "This is the shop. The boss sold it to us. Damn it..."

He was about to punch me.

I was completely confused.

"Wait a minute..."

A slightly younger guy looked at me and seemed to feel very unfamiliar. "Uncle, this thing was not sold to me by him."

"Not him?"

The fifty-year-old man with a face full of flesh exuded a smell of lard. Obviously, he had a bad temper and was obviously a butcher who killed pigs.

"What's wrong with you?"

I asked.

"What's wrong, damn it, what you sold to us is a ghost..." The butcher suddenly looked stunned, as if he wanted to pull out my tendons and skin me. Looking at my small body, it was impossible for me to compete with him.

"What the hell?"

I was stunned when I heard it.

"Who are you, where is your shopkeeper?"

The young man seemed to be easy to talk to, so he asked me.

Damn it, that guy Dachui got himself into trouble, and I have to take the blame.

When he comes back, I will skin him alive.

Damn it!

"He's out."

I said.

"What should we do?"

The young man seemed very anxious and asked me.

"I wonder if you have encountered any trouble? Or is there any other reason? I can help you solve it?"

I said lightly.

The butcher stared at me at this time, "You solve it, can you help us hire a Taoist priest?"

"Help us hire a Taoist priest?"

I was stunned.

Later they told the truth.

It turned out that an antique bed was sold in this shop a week ago.

The bed is said to be a fine product from the Tang Dynasty. Now it is only in this shop. Most of them are destroyed or in museums. The bed is very exquisite, and because I have some money at home, I looked at it for a week and finally made up my mind to buy it back.

However, strange things happened afterwards.

That is, the bed was placed at home, and every night, a woman's sighing could be heard. She seemed to be talking to herself, and with a very resentful expression.

Legend has it that when a family member got up at night, they saw a woman in ancient costume floating around the house.

The family was restless.

Some people were even scared crazy.

There were people singing every night, and in the end, everyone had no choice but to leave the house and live in a hotel outside.

It is said that the neighbors around could see people walking back and forth in the house every night, and there were strange noises, which scared them so much that they dared not go out at night.

"Haunted, it can't be so evil?"

To be honest, I have experienced so much, and I have heard countless times about ghosts and gods, but I have never seen one.

If it is really a ghost, I really want to go and see it.

"What do you think we should do about this?"

The butcher stared at me.

"How about this, you see, return the thing?"

"Five hundred thousand, cash."

The butcher said.

"What?"

I was shocked. Even if I was sold, I guess I couldn't get much money.

"Why, don't you want to pay?"

The butcher grabbed my collar.

"Okay, you don't want to pay, right? Then let you stay in the house for one night."

"Good idea."

The young man laughed slyly, "Since he has no money to pay, let him stay there for three days."

"What do you mean?"

I was a little horrified.

I was wrong about this young man. It seems that this guy is not a pushover.

Sure enough, it was these so-called gentleman scum who did the dirty work.

"Hahaha!"

The butcher sneered, "What a good idea, nephew, you are good."

The young man didn't answer, but stared at my pawnshop.

"Okay, it's decided. Three days, I will let you live here for three days. If you can come out alive, then this matter will be written off and we don't want the money."

"Hahaha..."

After that, the two men left.

The time limit is tonight.