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Gu Bai sent the address of the photography studio to Yan Junze’s phone, and then they agreed on a ti.
The ti was tonight at 10 p.m.
To sneak out easily in the evening, Yan Junze also needed to get his story straight with Zhou Dali, telling his parents that he was going to Dali’s house to study and would stay over, not coming back until the next day.
Before long, a brand new mace was finally forged.
Gu Bai checked it once more, then handed it over to Yan Junze.
The golden mace was about the length of a forearm, and at first glance, it looked quite like the previous statue, but was more convenient to carry and use for attack.
When Yan Junze took it, he felt its weight in his hand, as the mace was sowhat heavy.
However, to threaten strangenesses with it, he would need to carry it in his backpack at all tis, which would be very inconvenient.
If only he could place it directly into the Spaceti Atlas like "Lock Evil Spirits," that would be perfect.
Yan Junze had an idea.
No sooner had the idea erged than a line of text popped up in his mind from the Spaceti Atlas.
"[Black Spirit detected, initiate Lockdown?]"
"What the hell is a ’Black Spirit’?" Yan Junze, holding the mace, looked around but didn’t notice any other strangenesses in the area.
Shortly after, he lowered his head to gaze at the mace in his hand.
With a thought, he tentatively commanded in his mind, "Lockdown."
The mace in his hand vanished instantly, and the next second, it appeared within the 12th node, perfectly occupying the empty echo left by Ke’er.
"Oh sh*t!"
Despite being prepared, the sudden disappearance of the mace startled Yan Junze. With suddenly empty hands, he couldn’t help but tremble.
Gu Bai was just pouring hot water into a teacup. Looking up, he asked in surprise, "Eh, where did the mace go?"
Yan Junze imdiately adopted a nonchalant pose, resting his chin on his hand and shrugging, "I just... put it into my bag."
Zhou Dali also widened his eyes, "Woah, your sleight of hand is so fast, I didn’t even see it. You must practice a lot with action movies at night, huh?"
"Get lost," laughed Yan Junze.
After saying goodbye to Gu Bai, the two left the gold shop.
As for the trouble that Yan Junze was supposed to help Gu Bai with that night, Dali had no interest in joining. He was busy "studying," after all!
But he had no problem helping Yan Junze fabricate an excuse.
On his way ho, Yan Junze passed by a funeral supplies shop and conveniently went in to buy a big bag of ceremonial candles.
In his opinion, since Resentful Granny and her son and daughter-in-law even ate those kind of household candles, these special ceremonial candles for the deceased should definitely suit Aunt i’s taste.
When he returned ho, his parents were still at work, and no one was at ho.
Yan Junze took out the ceremonial candles and scurried downstairs, first opening the Rewind before pushing open the small door that led to the underground parking garage.
Just as he entered the garage, he happened to et a neighbor coming up. The neighbor saw Yan Junze carrying the candles and entering the garage with a mysterious smile, which caused the neighbor to look back in suspicion for a while before leaving.
The southeastern corner of the garage was very secluded; one could not see it at all from the entrance. So after familiarly making his way over, Yan Junze directly opened the door and walked in.
Standing outside the room, with ceremonial candles in hand as if holding a bunch of roses, he stood respectfully and softly called out, "Aunt i, Aunt i, I’ve co to see you!"
Soft rustling sounds quickly ca from inside the unlit room. The noise continued for quite so ti, then finally, Aunt i’s corpulent body slowly appeared, standing at the inner room’s door.
But he did not see the strange baby’s figure.
"Aunt i, you must be hungry by now, these are incense and candles, they’re really tasty. I bought them especially for you," Yan Junze said while approaching Aunt i, preparing to hand over the incense and candles.
Aunt i still wore a smile on her face, staring steadily at Yan Junze, and did not reach out.
Being watched with a smile like that, Yan Junze started feeling uneasy, extending his hand with the incense and candles a bit more.
But Aunt i still showed no intention of taking them.
Just then, from the darkness behind the door, by Aunt i’s side, a slender and pale little hand slowly reached out and suddenly grabbed the incense and candles from Yan Junze’s hand.
Yan Junze imdiately let go, and a large handful of incense and candles were swiftly snatched into the darkness.
Before long, the sound of unwrapping the incense and candles and then chewing noises filled the room.
Clearly, the strange baby was gnawing on the incense and candles.
Actually, at this mont, Yan Junze was sowhat surprised; he did not understand why these evil spirits, if they all enjoyed eating wax and incense, did not go directly to the funeral supply store where there was an abundance of such items.
However, after thinking it over carefully and considering the initial reluctance of Lü Qiang and Wang Qin, Resentful Granny’s son and daughter-in-law, to eat candles, it seed that eating candles might just be a passive instinct of the evil spirits, one that they didn’t actively pursue in normal tis.
Of course, it couldn’t be ruled out that so starved evil spirits might seek out places selling candles and such for food. But on second thought, they were probably in the minority.
The sound of gnawing candles in the room was intense, indicating that both strange babies were eating. Yet, Aunt i still stood at the entrance, watching Yan Junze with a smile, motionless.
Yan Junze’s uneasiness grew, and the sight of Aunt i smiling at him made him wonder if this old lady had died from laughing.
Otherwise, why would she smile so much? Always with a beaming expression.
"Take it slow, don’t rush, relationships are built step by step," he murmured to himself, and stepping back, he said, "Aunt i, then you take your ti eating, I won’t disturb you if there’s nothing else. Um, I’ll co to see you again next ti."
Aunt i said nothing, standing at the doorway, smilingly watching Yan Junze back away until the door slowly closed with her peculiar smiling face still on.
This visit had been quite sudden, and without any specific purpose besides bringing over so items, but Corpse Granny hadn’t made things difficult for him. This perhaps was a good sign.
Yan Junze made his way ho, ntally justifying this "rich" outco for himself.
Once ho, his parents soon returned. During dinner, he told them that he would go to Zhou Dali’s place for a study session and would not return until Sunday.
Yan Daguo and his wife didn’t overthink it, and knowing Yan Junze seed quite out of the ordinary, they even started to believe that ordinary strangenesses wouldn’t affect their son anymore.
Nevertheless, the couple still warned him to spend the night at Zhou Dali’s ho and not to go out.
After dinner, Yan Junze researched the release and retraction of the mallet in his room. Only now did he realize that the black bead should be called "Black Spirit," so this mallet could also be referred to as the "Black Spirit Mallet."
After reading for a while, as it was getting dark, Yan Junze left the house.
If he left ho too late, his parents would still be suspicious.
Thus, when he arrived at Gu Bai and his wife’s photo studio on Lion Awakening Road, it was only eight-thirty, still an hour and a half before the arranged eting ti of ten o’clock.
Having no choice, Yan Junze called Gu Bai.
"Sorry for coming early," Yan Junze explained as soon as Gu Bai picked up the phone.
"No problem, no problem, we’re both at ho. You can co in and familiarize yourself with the surroundings," Gu Bai hung up and in a short while, he ca running out from the shop to stand by the street.
Yan Junze spotted him at once.
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