Merchant of the Underworld

Most of the missing villagers survived in the end.

According to them, the village did do something unkind a long time ago. They took away a litter of stray dogs because they felt they were dirty. The male dog was stewed into a hot pot with some chili peppers, the puppy was beaten to death with a shovel, and the female dog was beaten to mutilated legs and thrown to the foot of the mountain.

Maybe this is the reason why wild dog spirits harm people?

There is no love without reason, and there is no hate without reason.

Zen Master Baimei took away the Xie Zhijiao and several puppies. He also said that when the puppies grow up, he would give me one as a gift.

Li Mazi looked at the Xie Chi horns reluctantly.

How could Zen Master Baimei not know what Li Mazi was thinking? After all, the man in the T-shirt had said before that the Haechi horn might be helpful to Chu Chu's condition.

Then Zen Master Baimei smiled at Li Mazi and said that when the Xiechi horns are refined into medicine, they will be delivered to him.

A few days after returning, Chu Chu's illness became more serious. She began to lose her hair, her face was pale, she would often talk nonsense in her sleep, and her whole body was burning.

Li Mazi was frightened and took Chuchu to a large hospital in Beijing and was admitted to the intensive care unit. The plan given by the doctor was conservative treatment, and it was suspected that there was some kind of undiscovered cancer.

Li Mazi agreed and spent all his savings on Chu Chu, but how could his little money be enough?

So Yin Xinyue and I each supported Li Mazi a little bit. Li Mazi cried and told us that he knew Chu Chu might not last long, and he just wanted Chu Chu to live more comfortably in the last period of time.

Looking at Chu Chu's dying appearance, I was very scared. I was really worried that the next second, Chu Chu would close her eyes forever. I wonder if Li Mazi can cheer up after Chu Chu's death?

Later, when Chu Chu was in danger, Zen Master Baimei finally delivered pills made from Xie Chi horns. After taking them, Chu Chu finally saved his life. But it is no different from a vegetative state. It is only awake for three or four hours a day and sleeps most of the time...

In order for Chu Chu to continue to stay in the hospital, Li Mazi went to the antique market almost every day to find business and make money.

The second business after the Chinese New Year came to me at this time.

The client this time was a rich young lady in Beijing who was a micro-business agent. It was said that she had tens of millions in her hands.

WeChat business is indeed very popular now. Almost half of the people in my circle of friends post some boring WeChat business advertisements every day, such as facial masks, cosmetics, and whitening injections. I don’t know whether they make money or not, but this woman is quite rich. She told me that she is a front-line agent for WeChat business and is responsible for tens of thousands of customers in 17 cities.

She asked us to meet at a coffee shop.

This woman's dress is very outstanding, with delicate light makeup, long shawl hair, carrying an LV bag, dazzling platinum rings and necklaces, and her walking posture is swaying, like a model.

But I am naturally disgusted with such coquettish women. So after meeting her, I didn't bother to talk to her and asked her directly what happened to her?

She seemed to be very cautious. She secretly took off the mirror in the box and turned it upside down on the table. Then she whispered: "Shh, there is someone who has been staring at me in the mirror."

I was stunned for a moment and looked at the mirror inexplicably: "Who is staring at you?"

She said: "There is me."

I suppressed my laughter and said, "Beauty, are you okay? If you look in the mirror, who would the image reflected in the mirror be if it weren't you? It would be weird if there was someone else."

She immediately became anxious: "I said you are liars, can't you detect such a sensitive situation? What I mean is that there is a me living in the mirror. Even when I don't look in the mirror, that me is also in the mirror. Here, he just looked at me with resentful eyes."

I took a breath and looked at her in disbelief: "You said that when you don't look in the mirror, a version of you will appear in it? Are you sure it's you and not someone else."

She nodded immediately: "Yes, that's it. Tell me, how much does it cost and how to do it? I'm very busy."

As soon as she finished speaking, her WeChat message rang. She picked up her phone and took a look at it, then said a few words to it. It seems that they hired another agent and asked the other party to pay the agency fee.

I looked at Li Mazi, who was a little impatient and said, "Ms. Song, why don't you work first? When will you finish your work and come to us again?"

Ms. Song immediately became angry: "What do you mean by this? Is this the service attitude? I paid for it."

I think Li Mazi wants to get angry, which is normal. According to his past temper, Li Mazi should have taken action by now.

But when he thought that Lingyue was in urgent need of money, Li Mazi still endured it.

In the past, his greed for money was pure greed, and he still had a bottom line. But now, Li Mazi is 'greedy for money' for the woman he loves. He has an extra responsibility on his shoulders, and he is much more mature and stable in his actions.

"You get busy first! We'll wait." Li Mazi finally compromised and sighed slightly.

Ms. Song kept talking into the mobile phone for ten minutes. After the agent called him with the agency fee of 50,000 yuan, she put down the mobile phone, stirred the coffee in the cup and said, "Go on, please." How long will it take to solve it? How much will it cost?”

I laughed dumbly: "We are not Taoist priests, nor are we specializing in catching ghosts. We are businessmen who deal with ghost objects. Can you tell me first, when did you start to feel something was wrong? Are there any particularly weird objects in your home?"

"There's something weird about the mirror in my house!" Ms. Song said, "That mirror is a negative thing."

I quickly explained: "The so-called femininity objects are generally antiques with a history of more than a hundred years, rather than ordinary daily necessities."

"That's it." She said, "Then I should know what it is. Why don't you come to my house?"

I nodded. Without seeing the vagina, I couldn't handle the matter well.

Ms. Song drives a BMW off-road vehicle with only two seats. She seemed to have a good impression of me and insisted that I get in the car and asked Li Mazi to take a taxi.

Li Mazi was furious, but he didn't say anything and could only grit his teeth and agree.

In the car, Ms. Song patiently told me what happened to her.

It turns out that Ms. Song was not born and raised in Beijing.

However, foreigners working hard in Beijing all have one ultimate dream, which is to obtain a Beijing hukou. Even if you can't get a Beijing household registration, you still have to learn to speak Beijing dialect to give yourself a Beijinger's temperament, so when Ms. Song speaks, she speaks with an authentic Beijing accent.

I heard that people in Beijing like to collect antiques and raise small animals, so Ms. Song recently added a lot of antiques to her home, and also raised an alpaca, which is a grass-mud horse, as a pet.

The supernatural incident probably started when she bought a bronze mirror from the Tang Dynasty...

The carving of the bronze mirror is very exquisite, and it looks like a royal handiwork at first glance. The frame is inlaid with gold, and the stand is also made of fine sandalwood.

What's commendable is that the surface of the bronze mirror is polished extremely smooth, and the image reflected is extremely clear, which is not much different from modern mirrors.

Ms. Song loved that bronze mirror very much because she felt that the reflection of herself in the mirror would be more charming and full of spring than the real self. This made her involuntarily feel a sense of pride. This feeling made Ms. Song coveted and obsessed with her, as if she was addicted to drugs.

But on the tenth day after buying the mirror, Ms. Song realized something was wrong. When she woke up and looked in the mirror in the morning, she found that she seemed a little out of step with herself in the mirror.

For example, after she dressed up in the mirror, she was about to turn around and leave, but out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that her head was still frozen in the mirror, smiling at herself.

When she looked carefully, she found that the mirror was empty, and there was no trace of herself anywhere.

At first she thought it was because she was dazzled, so she didn't take it seriously. But in the next few days, she found that the situation was getting more and more abnormal!

When she looks in the mirror, she often feels that the person in the mirror is not herself.

Because the person in the mirror would often smile at herself inexplicably, even though she confirmed that she was not smiling.

Then when she got up at night and went to the toilet, she would accidentally hear a strange laughter coming from the mirror. When she looked at it, she would find her smiling face in the mirror again.

However, the smiling face disappeared in a flash, and she thought it might be a pure illusion, so she still didn't pay much attention to it. She just put the bronze mirror in the drawer and didn't plan to use it again. After all, she felt panicked in her heart.

But since the bronze mirror was put away, the situation has become more and more serious! Not only were strange figures appearing in the bronze mirrors, but also strange images began to appear on the other mirrors in the house.

Sometimes it was a bloody face, sometimes it was her own smiling face, and once she even saw a strange woman wearing a Tang Dynasty dress walking around in the mirror...

She was so frightened that she no longer dared to live at home. She simply moved out of the community and rented an expensive villa in the suburbs of Beijing.

But the strange events did not stop, but became more and more serious. As long as there is a mirror, she can see herself in the mirror and the woman wearing the Tang Dynasty skirt. And sometimes, she finds that the woman wearing the Tang Dynasty skirt looks like herself.

What really made her determined to find someone for help was the horrific incident that happened last night. She was lying on the bed and sleeping soundly, but suddenly she felt cold all over her body, so she wrapped the quilt tightly, but when she turned around, she suddenly heard a cold voice: "I'm so cold!".

She was frightened immediately and opened her eyes immediately, but when she opened her eyes like this, she almost went crazy with fear.

There was an extra person next to her, lying flat on the same pillow as herself. Her eye circles were black, her orifices were bleeding, and her skin was withered.

And that face looked exactly like hers.

She screamed and jumped up and wanted to run out, but as soon as she opened the door, herself wearing a Tang Dynasty skirt appeared coldly at the door, and a faint voice said: "If I want to live, you must die."

After saying that, the other party stretched out his pale hands and grabbed her neck.

Just at this time, a rooster crowed. The female ghost was frightened, screamed and then slowly disappeared.

Ms. Song was so frightened that she rushed to the Panjiayuan Antique Market. It may be fate that she happened to see Li Mazi working in the antique market, so she asked Li Mazi to handle the matter.