I'm an antique shop owner, so it's reasonable for me to know some magic

Chapter 129 The Wen Family Twins Notice Something Strange, Su Fan: You'll Be Punished to Sweep the Floor
Before they reached the door, Su Fan felt something.

When he saw the two people's faces, he couldn't help but sigh.

The LAPD is a smart bunch.

Stay away from people and things that have anything to do with weirdness.

Although Dean and Sam are capable, they would not be able to leave the police station so quickly without the detectives' help.

While Su Fan was in a trance, Dean and Sam were whispering to each other from time to time.

"Just take a quick look and leave."

Sam whispered.

"He has a good relationship with the police. If he gets suspicious and asks us a few questions, we will be arrested again."

"I know. But before that, I have to take a good look... Antique shops are the easiest places to receive strange things, aren't they?"

Dean glanced at the counter where Su Fan was.

"It looks like he's the only one here, and business is slow. I guess no one will notice if something goes wrong."

Hearing this, Sam knew that his brother's old habit of meddling in other people's affairs had come back again.

Based on Sam's previous experience, Dean rarely changes his mind once he makes up his mind.

All they could do was let him look around the store carefully.

The two of them looked from top to bottom, outside to inside, for something wrong.

Finally they stopped at the counter where Su Fan was, looked at each other, and breathed a sigh of relief.

There was nothing unusual, the store was fine.

"You two still haven't found the antiques you like?"

Su Fan asked with a smile.

"Brother, don't get me wrong, your store is great, but we just happened to be busy this time and didn't have time to look around more."

Dean shrugged.

"It's okay, welcome to come next time."

Dean was about to leave, but was stopped by his younger brother.

He turned his head in confusion, only to see Sam's eyes fixed on a pile of cards on the counter.

Seeing this, Dean turned around.

The card material is ancient and the pattern is also hand-painted.

Unlike ordinary tarot cards, the patterns on this stack of cards are hideous and strange.

After staring closely for a while, the image actually showed signs of changing!

has a problem!
"Mr. Manager, are these tarot cards? Where did you get them?"

Sam asked casually.

"It's a tarot card. It was given to me by a group of students. They said they found it in the basement of a villa and gave it to me."

deliver?
What Su Fan said made Dean and Sam even more convinced that there was something wrong with this deck of tarot cards.

"I really like this deck of tarot cards. How much do you want to sell it for?"

Sam spoke up, getting straight to the point.

"Sorry, this is from my personal collection and is not for sale."

Seeing the young store manager opposite shaking his head, Dean let out a breath, stepped forward and spoke.

"I know that this may make you think that I am making up a story to fool you in order to get this deck of cards."

"But the reality is that there is something wrong with your deck of tarot cards. There may be ominous ghosts living in them."

"If you keep it to yourself, something bad will happen. Do you understand me?"

Su Fan nodded.

"Actually, I also think there's something in this deck of cards."

Dean was stunned.

He said this with the expectation that the other party would not believe him, but he did not expect that the other party would be so cooperative.

Just when the two thought that Su Fan would hand over the Tarot cards, he suddenly changed the subject.

"But how can an antique dealer not deal in some weird old things?"

"The tarot cards are safest with me. I appreciate your kindness."

Both Dean and Sam felt helpless.

"Well, good luck to you, bro."

"Clean white salt can effectively kill evil spirits and ghosts. I hope you can remember this."

Realizing that Su Fan would not listen, the two brothers could only leave a few words and turn around to leave. Not long after they left, a black shadow appeared behind Su Fan, with his head lowered.

"How many times have I told you not to animate when others are looking at you... Will you die if you don't show off and scare others?"

"You will be punished by sweeping the floor after we close the shop!"

Astrologer Ghost: ...
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"That store manager is a bit too confident."

After coming out, Sam was a little dissatisfied with Su Fan.

"He doesn't believe you at all, otherwise he wouldn't say that to tease us."

In contrast, after Dean went out, he looked thoughtful.

"Calm down. We've dealt with so many things outside before, and there were so many people who didn't believe us...Does he look like he's teasing us?"

"Maybe he really has the ability?"

When they met for the first time, Dean's attention was always on the detective and the police, and he didn't notice the store manager.

But this time of direct dealing gave him a different feeling.

Hearing his brother say this, Sam carefully recalled the other's expression when he spoke.

The tone was calm and gentle, just like at the beginning.

There is no intention of sarcasm or mockery at all.

"Since he said so, let it go."

"It's almost time, let's find a place to stay first."

The two brothers traveled together and soon found a cheap hotel to spend the night.

After daybreak, we set off again.

This time, they successfully arrived at Ilis' current residence.

I pressed the doorbell gently, and soon an old woman came to open the door.

"Dean Winchester and Sam Winchester?"

The kind-faced old lady seemed to be in good spirits and moved briskly, without any of the slowness that comes with old age.

However, compared to this, the two brothers were more surprised that the other party could call out their names directly.

"Let's talk first."

"Is that the one who contacted you in advance?"

The two came inside and sat down, and Sam asked tentatively.

"No, but a few days ago, when I had a clairvoyance, I saw the two of you visiting my home."

Elise busied herself for a while and handed over two cups of hot tea.

“That’s when I learned the name.”

Sam couldn't help but smile excitedly at the magical predictive ability.

In fact, he would occasionally dream about things that were about to happen.

But what we foresee are only some scattered pictures, and very little information can be obtained.

The Iris he meets now is, in a sense, an upgraded version of him.

"So you also know why we are here?"

Dean couldn't help but ask from the side.

He still found it a little unbelievable.

After following my dad to hunt ghosts for so long, this is the first time I have seen this kind of prophetic ability with my own eyes.

"certainly……"

Iris nodded.

"You are here to investigate what happened in the old house, right?"

"This time, the one causing trouble is a powerful and evil ghost."

"He only entered that house during this period, and it has nothing to do with your past."

"Is this also what you saw?"

"Yes."

Elise's answer convinced Dean.

"No wonder she recommended you to us. You are truly a master."

Hearing what Dean said, Elise quickly smiled and shook her head.

"I can't bear this title yet."

(End of this chapter)