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

Chapter 291 The Eastern Curse That Takes Life? Su Fan: Mentally Retarded

"I see……"

Rachel nodded, recognizing the identity of the girl in front of her.

"Will the clerk serve as the agent broker?"

"You could say the same thing."

Alice's eyes wandered a little.

This was not only because she came to see Rachel without permission because of Su Fan's name, but also because she was curious about the Hollywood set.

Of course vampires can live in cities.

However, in order to avoid being discovered by others, it is generally better to stay as far away from crowded places as possible.

This was Alice's first time observing a special work location like a film set up close.

"I do know a little about the question you are asking."

Rachel glanced around.

"Let's talk in another place."

Alice felt a little doubtful when she saw how cautious Rachel was.

The two walked through the busy crew and constructed scenery and came to the empty utility room.

“This isn’t the first time Sue has been on a show, but to be honest, he chose to be on Night Owls, which is hosted by Jack.”

"What's wrong with that show?"

Hearing this, Alice became worried.

"I don't know the specific situation very well. What you are going to hear next is just some rumors in the circle."

Rachel's voice dropped to a whisper.

"Jack has been a popular host of radio programs since his debut. He became an instant success without any experience in reality shows."

"It gradually became known that he had once joined the Redwood Society."

"Redwood Club?"

Alice repeated doubtfully.

"Isn't that kind of stuff a lie? It sounds like a conspiracy theory."

"Thinking of conspiracy theories as the basis of everything is indeed a manifestation of shallow cognition, but conspiracies do exist in every corner of the world, don't they?"

Listening to Rachel's words, Alice suddenly remembered the power division within the vampire community and the many secrets that had to be kept secret, and finally nodded.

"The Redwood Club brings together many politicians, celebrities, and wealthy businessmen. Every once in a while, they hold gatherings in the redwood forest for several weeks."

"Because the gatherings were highly private, no one ever knew what they were doing."

"There are even rumors that the members of the Redwood Society are actually members of a cult that worships the devil, and every gathering is a sacrificial ceremony."

Hearing this, Alice couldn't help but ask.

"Do you think this is true?"

"It should be true that Jack joined the Redwood Club. As for the rest, I dare not say it is nonsense."

"If I hadn't experienced it myself, I would have taken it as a joke, but now..."

Rachel looked meaningful.

Since the other party is a clerk in an antique shop, he probably has a basic understanding of the weird aspects.

That's exactly what happened.

After hearing all this, Alice fell into deep thought.

She looked up and was about to say something, but suddenly her eyes became empty and lost focus.

……

The antique shops on the Avenue of Stars are open as usual.

What was different from usual was that people coming and going on the street seemed to be looking inside intentionally or unintentionally.

All this is thanks to the hype from several online media in recent times.

Of course, Su Fan in the store didn't care about this at all.

The media's smear campaign will not create any obstacles for what he wants to do.

The strange looks from passers-by did not make Su Fan feel uncomfortable.

But this situation made someone very happy.

"Right, that is it."

Not far away from the antique shop, a tall and strong man held a telescope in one hand and smiled proudly.

"Feel the feeling of being ruined, you little brat."

After putting down the telescope, Oliver picked up the hot dog he had just opened and took a bite with his big white teeth.

After being bumped into by Su Fan that day, he retaliated by asking leading questions, which ignited the curiosity of those around him and disrupted the originally acceptable order of the interview.

As expected, the antique shop owner couldn't control himself, and the original interview turned into a heated verbal battle.

The reporters won the argument and the young shop owner suffered a loss, and he was happy to see it happen.

The reporters didn't win the scolding, but were criticized to death, which made it even more exciting.

Now there are negative press releases flying everywhere, and that is the consequence.

Whether you are a real exorcist or a fake exorcist.

No matter how powerful you are, can you shut other people up?
Thinking of this, Oliver's smile became even more proud.

He finished the hot dog in his hand and threw the wrapper aside, not caring at all about the homeless man who was glaring at him because he was hit.

"What are you looking at? Believe it or not, I will beat you up!"

Oliver showed off his strong biceps to the skinny homeless man.

Seeing this, the homeless man on the ground looked away, angry but not saying anything.

Oliver nodded with satisfaction, then raised the telescope again.

In the transparent window of the antique shop, the young manager who had been nowhere to be seen was now standing there.

Is this a daze?

Doubts arose in Oliver's mind.

He looked carefully and saw that the young man's eyes seemed to be staring at him. He raised his hand and waved gently.

Did he find me?
As soon as this thought occurred to Oliver, it struck him as absurd.

The store was at least two hundred meters away from where he was standing.

It is simply not a distance that humans can perceive with the naked eye.

Besides, there are many pedestrians walking around, constantly disturbing...

Oliver held his breath and dared not put down the telescope.

He felt that the flow of people between him and the young shop owner seemed to have completely disappeared, and the distance between them was shortened.

It was as if he was facing the other party face to face.

"What the hell!"

The panic and anxiety in his heart made him unable to help but curse under his breath.

It was at this time that he saw the young shop owner making some strange gestures at him and muttering something.

After completing this series of actions, a smile appeared on his face, and then he turned back into the store.

Oliver was chilled.

He suddenly realized something.

The other party is not a traditional exorcist holding a cross and a Bible, but a guy who can command evil spirits.

Eastern...mystery...witchcraft...curse...

At this moment, all the terrible statements about the East flooded into my mind.

Not only that, but also the many scenes in the graveyard encounters...

The screaming ghost... the woman emitting a dark aura... and the indifferent shopkeeper in front of the woman...

A shiver ran through Oliver's body.

That’s right, the other side is indeed unable to shut up many people, nor can it change the bad impression that has already been formed.

But the other party could make him disappear from this world without anyone noticing. "No, no, no, no... He won't do that..."

Oliver kept whispering in small, low voices, as if he was brainwashing himself to give himself courage.

The press releases from many media outlets have already put him at the center of public opinion.

At this time, as an interviewer, if anything goes wrong, he will be considered the one who did it, regardless of whether he did it or not.

Does he really dare?
In Oliver's mind, two voices kept alternating.

He doesn't dare!
A well-publicized murder that is invisible to the government and law enforcement, and also invisible to the people who are paying attention to the incident?

If he didn't want his antique shop to be breached by the crowd, this guy should have prayed that nothing happened to him and the journalists who interviewed him that day.

Otherwise, what awaits him will be angry and aggressive people!

Don't forget that in America, where Puritans were the majority, there were countless witch trials and burnings at the stake in the past!

But the next second, another voice sounded.

He dares!

Why not... Having that kind of power allows you to do anything. If I were the shop owner, I would probably not even consider ordinary people as human beings.

Using ghosts, you can kill anyone without anyone noticing and without leaving any traces.

Such means can even be used to coerce high-ranking officials and politicians. It would be easy to deal with a small third-rate reporter like me!
Besides, even if he was convicted, so what...

By that time, his life was already gone.

As soon as he thought of this, Oliver's heart was suddenly engulfed by the raging waves of fear.

The bright California sunshine lost all its warmth at that moment, and the breeze blowing in his face made him curl up subconsciously.

Oliver became more and more nervous. This place was no longer suitable to stay in. He had to leave quickly.

He took a step back, and the next second, a black shadow fell from the sky in front of him!

The sudden sound of pottery breaking destroyed Oliver's forced calmness. He ran away in panic!

"Help!"

He shouted loudly and ran wildly.

"Help!"

"The exorcist killed someone!!"

Such a big commotion naturally attracted a lot of people's attention.

"What did that person yell just now?"

A passerby looked over.

"Someone was killed."

"what?"

"He's just a lunatic. I just saw it. It was a flower bed that fell from the upstairs. I think a kid somewhere accidentally dropped it."

"I see."

……

Inside the antique shop, Su Fan watched the farce happening outside and withdrew his consciousness.

He knew that Oliver was watching him, so he just made a few hand gestures and chanted the nine-word mantra.

It actually has no effect, it's just to scare that idiot.

I had originally planned to ask the astrologer ghost to add fuel to the fire if the effect was not good, but unexpectedly a potted plant fell from upstairs, so I skipped this step.

In this regard, Su Fan can only say that those who are servile will be punished by God.

Su Fan no longer cared about what was happening outside and instead focused his attention on the drawings in front of him.

He is now working on designing a defensive formation for the antique shop.

The chain multi-functional formation only exists in Su Fan's conception due to the lack of formation eye materials.

However, the fog array can already be drawn and even arranged.

The key point lies in the swaying flowers in the flowerpot next to Su Fan.

That’s right, the Flower in the Mist that Su Fan brought back from Fox Town last time has been planted in a flowerpot.

This step sounds simple, but it actually took Su Fan a lot of effort.

Worried that the plant would wither, Su Fan learned about plant cultivation and read books on gardening in advance.

After you have mastered the plant cultivation techniques, you can then proceed with related operations.

Su Fan was still quite nervous during the planting process. After all, there was no guarantee that general plant planting techniques could be used on exotic flowers and plants.

Fortunately, Flower in the Mist managed to survive in the end.

After observing for a period of time, it seems that it does not need any spiritual springs or secret soil to nourish it.

The needle does not poke.

Su Fan looked at the petals made of flowing white mist in the flowerpot and nodded slightly.

For the flower in the mist, ordinary water and soil are like common meals, and mist is snacks.

In order to reward it, Su Fan decided to take it to the legendary foggy city of London to do something powerful when he had the chance.

Maybe this flower in the mist could be given some poisonous properties.

It’s just a pity that the documentary on smog made by a certain host has not yet been released.

If it had, it would probably have some intimidating effect.

Formation...

Su Fan wrote two words on the paper, and once again recalled the dark space in Collingwood at that time.

He is well versed in Feng Shui and has also studied formations, and probably also knows a little about numerology and cultivation.

This is not groundless speculation.

For example, traditional Chinese medicine practitioners in ancient times would have studied the theories of the five elements and the soul, and would even have known a little about numerology.

This is because the knowledge of Taoism is a system, in which you are in me and I am in you.

Therefore, Su Fan also thought of another incident.

That was the bat demon encountered in the town of Forks.

Su Fan had previously speculated that the reason why it became so successful was because someone was fanning the flames.

Now I am even more certain of this.

The true descendants of Taoism either practice in the mountains or travel around the country.

It is not surprising that those who come to this "free" land have impure motives and bad intentions.

But for now, he is in the light and the enemy is in the dark, and there is not much information. How can he take the initiative to attack?
While Su Fan was thinking, there was a knock on the door.

When I looked up, I saw Alice dressed in Arabic style.

Not to mention, the latter's amber eyes and eye makeup really match the outfit.

"You're absent from work without permission. Do you think I should deduct your salary?"

Su Fan suddenly spoke to Alice who took off her headscarf.

"I've already paid you to dismember the big fish with my salary this month."

"Why don't you pay the money then?"

Alice opened her eyes wide upon hearing this.

Pay to work? You thought of that!
"You... forget it, let's talk about this later, let's talk about business first."

Alice sounded quite anxious as she quickly repeated the conversation between herself and Rachel, then gave her own suggestions.

"Why don't you just not go to this show?"

"Go, why not go?"

Su Fan was not panicked at all and remained calm.