Since that time, there has never been any similar supernatural incidents in the community where Ruxue is located, and Ruxue has thanked me very much.

The only regret is that Ruxue and Li Mazi were not matched together.

I originally thought that the two of them had the last one day, but Yin Xinyue suddenly told me that Li Mazi and Ruxue were entangled in another area.

I was puzzled. How could the two of them get together just because they had a quarrel when they met?

I asked Yin Xinyue what was going on, but Yin Xinyue smiled and said, "You can see it later, Li Mazi is coming soon."

Sure enough, Li Mazi came soon, and Ruxue was still following behind Li Mazi. Ruxue was holding a small notebook and pen in her hand, as if she was remembering something, and almost hit the door frame.

Yin Xinyue and I looked at each other and smiled. These two people were indeed sure.

Li Mazi said angrily: "Yin Xinyue, can you get this person away from me? Do you feel annoyed to me? You are like a follower all day long, and it is not peaceful to go to the toilet. What the hell is this?"

Yin Xinyue smiled without saying a word, just looking at Ruxue and said, "Ruxue, how is your script written?"

"Oh, I almost feel a little bit. By the way, Xiao Mazi, would Chuchu know if you planted so many peach trees for Chuchu?"

"I don't know if she knows? You follow me to ask this and that all day long, is it interesting? I'm not an encyclopedia. Sooner or later, I will be annoyed by you. Yin Xinyue, hurry up, blow her away quickly." Li Mazi said with a sad face.

Only then did I realize that after Ruxue heard about Li Mazi's love story, she admired their love very much. Ruxue is now writing a script of "The Love of Man and Ghost", so she pestered Li Mazi every day for inspiration, which made Li Mazi so angry that she couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

Looking at Li Mazi's furiousness and Ruxue's seriousness, I suddenly felt that the two of them had a chance again. Isn't this a typical happy enemy?

Just as we were enjoying this "happy" thing, the door of the antique shop was suddenly pushed open, and a skinny and listless man walked in.

The first impression he gave me was not that he was thin, but that he had a strong smell of smoke all over his body.

His eyes were deep and his teeth were yellow. I specifically observed his fingertips, which were a little gray. It seemed that he was a big smoker.

All of us quieted down and stared at him with a burning look: "Is there anything wrong?"

"Who is the boss?" his voice was a little weak, and he asked.

"I am." I said.

"Oh." He looked up at me and smiled awkwardly: "No... it's okay, I've found the wrong place."

After saying that, he ran out of the store in a panic.

I looked at his back for no reason, a little strange.

This guy won't have any problems, right? My antique shop is in the most remote place in this street, so how could I find the wrong place?

We ignored him, just bought some cooked food, had a simple meal with everyone, and sent Yin Xinyue and others away one by one.

I was about to pack up the dishes, but the door of the antique shop was pushed open again. I immediately looked over and found that it was the big smoker again!

"Hello, boss." He observed the surroundings with a slight eyebrow. After confirming that there was no one, he greeted me in a low voice.

I frowned: "What's the matter with you looking for me?"

"I just want to ask, do you collect antiques here?" said the big smoke ghost.

Of course, I don’t collect ordinary antiques. I collect all the evil things. I am not good at ordinary antiques and are not easy to deal with. Besides, the money I earn is incomparable to the evil things.

"That's what antiques do you have to look at," I said.

He said carefully: "I am a baby!"

"Oh, is that?" I became interested: "Can you take it out and take a look?"

"This... forget it, I'll think about it again." He sighed, then turned around and walked out of the store door.

Looking at his leaving figure, I felt silent. Is this man damn sick? Why are he reluctant to deal with me?

I ignored him and continued to open the door to do business.

Unexpectedly, when the next night, this guy came again. This time there was something on his back, which was an old rag bag, which should contain the treasure he mentioned.

"Come again?" I looked at him angrily: "What's the matter with me today."

"You only collect shameful things here. I know, you don't have to hide them from me." He said.

I was a little speechless. I opened the door openly and did business. Even if I was doing evil things, I was a member of all kinds of religions and never hid anyone. Why did I pretend to be stigmatized when I came to his mouth?

"Speak if you have something to do, and leave if you have nothing to do." I waved my hand angrily.

"Oh, I just want to ask you, how much is that kind of thing worth?" asked the big smoke ghost.

"That depends on what," I said, "Can gold and scrap iron be the same price?"

"Then look at how much is this thing worth?" He suddenly carried the bag and went straight into the inner room without any politeness.

I shook my head and smiled bitterly, thinking that if this guy showed me a piece of scrap, I would definitely beat him up.

The big smoke ghost hugged the rag bag tightly in his arms and glanced at my room sneakily: "You don't have anyone here, right?"

Seeing that he was so cautious, I was also curious about what was inside the bag.

So I said no one was there.

He nodded, then put the bag on the table and gently lifted it up. The careful scene was like stripping the big girl's clothes, and his hands were nervous and trembling.

I don’t know how precious the things inside are. They are wrapped in three layers inside and three layers outside, and finally reveal their true faces.

It turned out to be an old old cigarette gun!

My first impression was that the gun was very big and surprisingly large. The pipe was two or three times that of a normal pipe, and the pole was very long. There was also a small purse on it, which was used to hold tobacco leaves.

The surface of the smoke bong is a bit reflective and golden. I don’t know if it is gold-plated. There are fine patterns on it. If you look closely, you will find that these patterns are carved like life and should be a relatively precious antique.

I subconsciously stretched out my hand to touch it, but the big smoke ghost immediately opened my hand, then quickly picked up the smoke gun again, and hugged it in my arms. I felt that the smoke gun was even more close than his own father.

I glared at him angrily: "Do you sell it?"

"You don't need to touch it if you sell it. What should you do if you touch it broken?"

I was both angry and funny. What did I do? This smoke gun is not your wife, so what happened to touch it?

"You just open a price, how much is it." said the big smoker.

"I don't know." I said, "I haven't seen it clearly yet, how can I offer the price?"

Seeing that he was ragged, pale and thin, and smoking with this old cigarette gun, he should be very poor. If I could drive a few thousand yuan, he should be so happy.

At first glance, I saw that the gun was an antique, and judging from the exquisite patterns carved on it, it should be something used by the royal family and could be sold for about 100,000 yuan.

However, this is just the price of ordinary antiques. If this old smoke gun is really as he said, it is a sinister thing, the price will naturally be a different matter.

"Forget it, I'd better think about it." After he said that, he left in a hurry.

I was very angry, but I had no choice but to recite the "Tao Te Ching" and force myself to calm down. As usual, I sat on a recliner, staring at the stars and waiting for business to come.

Unfortunately, I still haven’t done a single business today, so I’m not surprised. How can there be so many evil things in the world waiting for you to deal with?

A few days later, I forgot about the big smoker, but who would have thought he came to me again?

This time when I saw him, I was angry for no reason and waved my hand and said, "What are you here to do? I won't charge your thing, and I won't charge you no matter how cheap it is."

He quickly said, "Boss, don't be angry, I'm not here to sell cigarette guns this time."

Only then did I realize that he did not bring a cigarette gun.

"Then what are you doing?" I asked in wonder.
Chapter completed!