Yang Jian once again entered this eerie shop with the female corpse.
The shop was small, sowhat dim inside, and exuded an indescribable eerie feeling as if sothing was constantly watching you, making people start to feel paranoid.
On the ground on both sides of the shop were various paper items, so complete, so incomplete, looking like unfinished works, with a wide variety of designs seldom repeating.
"Compared to last ti, the things on the ground have changed sowhat." Yang Jian recalled the past, noticing that many of the paper items had been replaced with new novelties.
For example, this ti Yang Jian saw a computer placed on the ground beside him, made of paper, in bright colors, just like offerings burned for the dead.
Besides that, he also saw sunglasses, small villas, makeup bags...
Apparently, this paper effigy shop was also keeping up with the tis, abandoning traditional items like paper horses and paper sedan chairs, gradually modernizing.
"Why did you co to this shop? Don't tell you're the owner." Yang Jian withdrew his gaze, glancing at the female corpse next to him.
At this mont, the female corpse twisted her neck, scanning around with slightly hollow eyes as if searching for sothing.
"I have other things to attend to, and I don't want to wait around here. If you need to do sothing, do it quickly. I won't wait for you forever." Yang Jian urged, ensuring the female corpse didn't dawdle and waste his ti.
He still needed to go to the Coffin Shop to buy a coffin.
The female corpse soon circled around the small shop, and finally, her gaze fixed firmly on sothing.
Yang Jian noticed this anomaly in the female corpse, followed her gaze, and found that she was staring at a paper figure in the corner that seed like it hadn't been sold for a long ti. That paper figure was made to look like a woman, and it was crafted quite finely, looking at first glance like a delicate beauty standing there. .
"Hmm?"
Yang Jian then looked at the female corpse and the paper figure, instantly becoming suspicious.
The paper figure bore a six to seven-point resemblance to the female corpse.
It seed as if the paper figure had been made according to the female corpse's appearance, with so enhancents and beautifications.
Yet despite this, the resemblance between the female corpse and the paper figure remained striking.
"I see, you were looking for this paper figure. It seems you have so kind of connection to it." Yang Jian imdiately understood the female corpse's intentions. RÄＮǒＢĘŝ
The female corpse didn't speak, only walked towards the paper figure in the corner.
Yang Jian was also a bit curious and went over to take a closer look.
However, when Yang Jian arrived beside the paper figure, he saw that the finely made paper figure had already been damaged, with no injuries on the front but several cuts on the back, as if deliberately slashed by sothing, with red paint remnants on the edges resembling blood seeping from wounds.
No wonder this paper figure had been left discarded in the corner; it had a poor appearance and couldn't be sold.
At this mont, the female corpse slowly reached out, wanting to take the paper figure in front of her.
But just as this action occurred, a chilling breeze suddenly blew through the previously calm paper effigy shop. As the breeze appeared, the paper figure began to waver and drift away from the female corpse, while the light in the shop dimd abruptly.
Unknown to Yang Jian, the two paper figures that had been welcoming guests at the door, one black and one white, one male and one female, were now standing at the entrance. Their forms blocked the light from outside, causing the shop's lighting to dim suddenly. Moreover, their facial expressions had transford from a smile to a fierce glare.
"Buy that paper figure; three dollars is enough, it's very cheap." The chilling breeze continued to blow as a ghostly voice echoed through the shop.
The female corpse seed very eager for the paper figure, continuously walking towards it, but no matter how she moved, the breeze always managed to carry the paper figure further away, soon to vanish completely into the dark corner of the shop.
Seeing this, the surviving logic made the female corpse halt her steps, dare not make any further moves.
"If you don't buy it, don't touch it." The ghostly voice inside the shop issued another warning, this ti laced with strong caution, and the shop's lighting dimd even more.
If the female corpse intended to take it by force, the calm paper effigy shop would transform instantly into a frightening paranormal place, and what dangers might occur would be unpredictable.
"Help ." The female corpse turned her hollow eyes to Yang Jian, seemingly pleading.
Yang Jian said calmly, "I've already fulfilled our prior agreent, successfully bringing you into this paper effigy shop. Do I have to help you fight this uncanny shop? If you want that paper figure, the only way is to buy it with money - three Ghost Money, which isn't expensive."
"I don't have any money." The female corpse touched her clothes with icy palms.
She was wearing old, tattered clothes with leaking pockets, empty of anything, making it impossible to produce three Ghost Money.
"I do have Ghost Money." Yang Jian, at this mont, pulled out a pile of colorful bills from his pocket and shook them.
A total of forty dollars made him appear quite wealthy at that mont, like a tycoon.
As soon as he brought out the Ghost Money, the previously dim shop suddenly brightened, and the two paper figures blocking the entrance moved away. Their fierce faces disappeared, replaced with fawning smiles, as if trying to please the shop's custors.
Even other paper items in the shop started to sway as if eager to market themselves, waiting for Yang Jian's purchase.
"Big custor."
The ghostly voice instantly softened considerably, accompanied by breezes blowing, and the paper beauty previously blown away drifted back slowly.
In addition, a group of paper figures followed the beauty, including males and females, young and old, a diverse array.
"For a big custor, if you buy two paper figures, you get one free. Pick two, it's very cheap; they used to sell for nine yuan each," the ghostly voice repeated, offering Yang Jian a discount.
The female corpse also stared at the thick wad of paper money in Yang Jian's hand, seemingly astonished.
Yang Jian wasn't unintelligent; he quickly realized the significance of the forty dollars in his hand. It was indeed a hefty sum.
Apparently, he wasn't poor.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but grip the colorful Ghost Money tightly. After all, it was the largest sum of Ghost Money gathered in the supernatural circle. If spent entirely, he wouldn't even know where to start collecting more if needed.
"Lend three dollars," the female corpse requested.
"Lending money is the sa as deceiving for money. Don't you understand this principle?" Yang Jian replied, "If you want to help you buy that paper figure, you have to pay an appropriate price. There's no such thing as a free lunch in this world, just as in our previous transactions where mutual benefit ensured no conflict."
"What are your terms?" the female corpse asked.
Yang Jian said, "Currently, supernatural incidents occur frequently outside, and my team lacks manpower to manage everything. I need you to join my team, work for , help resolve these supernatural incidents."
He took this opportunity to recruit the female corpse directly.
This approach was bold, but he didn't care about those things at the mont due to a lack of available personnel.
"Alright, I agree,"
The female corpse seed eager to take the paper figure, agreeing directly without hesitation.
Upon seeing this, Yang Jian pulled out two bills from the pile, totaling six dollars.
"Buy two paper figures and get one free, right? I want the two paper figures at the entrance, and give that beauty paper figure for free,"
He pointed at the two paper figures, one black and one white at the entrance, and then pointed at the beauty paper figure desired by the female corpse.
Inside the shop, the ghostly voice suddenly fell silent for a mont, seemingly unprepared for Yang Jian picking the two guardian paper figures amidst so many choices.
Nonetheless, since the discount rule was set by the shop, the voice didn't defy it but responded, "Deal."
In the next instant.
A breeze blew, and the two three-dollar bills in Yang Jian's hand were snatched away by an uncanny force, then the money drifted through the shop, soon disappearing from sight, unknown where it ended up.
The paper effigy shop, having received the paynt, considered the transaction complete.
Yang Jian succeeded in purchasing three paper figures.
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