Daily life with loyal ghosts [Entertainment]

But when I lived in the shop before, I didn’t see these objects like this...

He was about to ask, but stopped in time.

But Song Yi seems to be able to accurately guess his doubts every time: "You just became a ghost teacher before, and your ability is not enough, so you can't see these. In fact, your grandfather may have never seen them like this."

"Can you see?"

"Well, I'm your object too," Song Yi said with a chuckle, "We're colleagues with them."

"...meaning I'm stronger now?" Jing Luo changed the subject, "But I didn't do anything."

"You sent Lin Qianqian down," Song Yi walked to the glass cabinet, his eyes wandering over the items in the cabinet, "and the way the ghost master's ability grows has always been a mystery, maybe you have improved in the house, but you don't Just know."

Jing Luo nodded thoughtfully, then stepped forward, found the large bunch of keys, and carefully opened the glass cabinet in front of him.

He picked up the small porcelain bowl placed at the front, turned it over, and found the pattern on the bottom of the bowl.

It is exactly the same totem as in the house.

But... the character inside the totem is not 'xuan' or 'mou', but luo.

Jing Luo's Luo.

He was taken aback: "The word has changed."

"Well, it seems that I'm right," Song Yi narrowed his eyes and said, "The words on the object will change with the change of the owner."

"The Mou character in that house is the name of his previous owner?"

"No, we all overlooked one point." Song Yi took the key and opened another glass cabinet, "The old lady in that house is named Liang Shimou. Those things have been transferred to the old lady by its previous owner, so The writing on the items has also changed. Where were the items in the shop purchased before?"

"I don't know," Jing Luo said after being silent for a while, "Grandpa never took me to buy goods, and he never left me any address information before he died. I have taken over the shop for so long, and I have never bought goods."

He also thought that since these are small ornamental objects, the source of goods should be very easy to find.

"Xiao Luo, I think these things should only be available to your Jing family."

Jing Luo was startled: "Why?"

"Look at this."

Song Yi took out a small notebook from the bottom cabinet. There were still many books left in the cabinet, which looked very dilapidated and seemed to be filled with writing.

Song Yi turned to the first page, and the word "Xuan" was written on it.

Jing Luo knew this book, and grandpa would take it out to use from time to time, and he also asked about it, and grandpa told him with a smile that it was an accounting book.

He took it and flipped through the pages.

92.11.02, Zhang Yusan, out, evil spirit umbrella 03/97.05.07, received.

On 93.04.18, Yu Xiaoxia went out, and looking for evil balls on 01/94.08.23, closed.

……

Almost every item is available and received.

Jing Luo rolled his eyes down and murmured: "You mean..."

"Well, it is said to be a sale, but more precisely it should be a loan. The first is the date of lending, and the second is the date of recovery."

Grandpa Jing has already memorized the fourth-to-last page of this book, and when he turned to the last page, the items on the top row were only sent out, but not collected. It should be the items that Grandpa Jing didn't have time to take back.

He flipped through the pages, rummaging through all the items that had not been recovered, and said, "There is no old lady's name on it."

"Here." Song Yi took out the second book from the front, which was still written with the word 'Xuan' of Grandpa Jing, and he turned to the last page.

92.10.28, Liang Shimou, presented...

There is a large line of items written on the back.

Moreover, Jing Luo discovered that Mrs. Liang's name was written more seriously than all the names around her, and there was a blank line before and after.

Jing Luo had a complicated expression: "Is my grandfather going to treat Mrs. Liang..."

"It should be," Song Yi frowned, closed the book, and put it all in the cabinet, "Do you want to take these away?"

There are more than ten books in the book, and only the above two are Grandpa Jing's.

Jing Luo felt that...the rest were probably left by his ancestors.

He stood up and looked around, a little embarrassed.

Although there were not many items in the shop, they were empty-handed, and it was a bit difficult for them to take them all away at once.

Jing Luo became more determined to buy a car.

"Take them away several times." He made a decision, "You can't just let them stay here."

Song Yi said: "Actually, even if you take these away, you don't know what to use. It doesn't matter if you put them here. No one will want to steal them if they are broken."

As soon as he finished speaking, the things in the cabinet began to vibrate again, trying their best to express their dissatisfaction.

Jing Luo was dizzy from the shock, and hurriedly said: "They will all be taken away, don't be shocked."

After calming down, he continued: "It's not useless. Doesn't Wu Qi know the hourglass? It would be nice to ask her if you have a chance. In this way, grandma should know too. Unfortunately, grandma doesn't know where she is. .”

Jing Luo bent down, trying to pick up the stack of notebooks, "Take these away first, and then we can buy a big bag, and we should be able to take them away at once."

The two took taxis back and forth twice, and finally transported all the shops.

Holding the last few things, Jing Luo turned around and took a look at Fengshui Street.

It was still empty, but within a short while, the lantern was already covered with snow...

"Didn't there be much snow on the street when we came here?" Jing Luo thought of something, grabbed Song Yi's sleeve, and said, "The front of the door is clean, and there is no snow on the lantern..."

"Someone came to clear the snow." Song Yi said his thoughts.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a few footsteps coming from behind.

"Xiao Luo?"

Jing Luo turned around and saw Lin Bo and several familiar neighbors.

They all held brooms or shovels in their hands, and they knew what they were here for at a glance.

"Why are you back?" Lin Bo asked with a white breath.

Jing Luo hurriedly put down the bag in his hand, and asked, "Bo Lin, what happened? Why did you all move away?"

"No, no, we can't talk about moving away," Lin Bo looked around and said, "Grandma asked us to move away for a while, saying that there was a problem in the street."

"What's wrong?" Jing Luo asked, "Where did Grandma go?"

"I don't know about that either...Grandma said we can move in after the new year."

Song Yi asked: "She asked you to move, and you moved the whole street at her words?"

"Who are you?" Lin Bo said, dissatisfied with his tone, "Grandma is highly respected in our street... But there are indeed almost people who are unwilling to move away, and one of them died of illness within a few days. They were frightened, naturally just moved away."

Jing Luo's heart sank: "Did you die?"

"Well, it's too late to send him to the hospital..." Lin Bo looked at the bag in his hand, "What are you doing back here? Don't come back to live at this juncture."

"No, I'm here to get some things that grandpa left behind during his lifetime."

"That's it, that's okay, I won't tell you, we have to shovel the snow quickly, you said that you have lived in this place for a long time, you really have feelings, and you are not willing to let them be buried in the snow."

"Uncle Lin," Jing Luo hurriedly took Lin Bo's hand, "Since Grandma has said so, you don't go in, if something happens... it will be bad."

After Jing Luo persuaded for a full 10 minutes, Lin Bo and the others left without thinking.

In the car, he thought for a moment and decided, "I have to go find my grandma."

Song Yi expected that he would say that, and replied, "Okay, put everything back first."

Jing Luo felt a little embarrassed: "But how should we find it?"

"I have a solution," Song Yi glanced at the time, "It's very late, let's go tomorrow."

After moving back and forth a few times, it was almost dinner time.

"No, I'll go tonight." Jing Luo pursed his lips and said, "I always have a bad feeling, if I don't go there, I won't be able to sleep at night."

Song Yi glanced at him and said with a smile, "Okay."

After putting away his things, Song Yi took him out the door.

After getting out of the car and walking a few steps, Jing Luo asked uncertainly, "This route...is to Wu Qi's pharmacy?"

"Well," Song Yi nodded, "The witch is also useful in this regard."

Wu Qi went back with Xu Yang's car last time, and they never contacted again after that.

Seeing them, Wu Qi greeted them in a good mood.

"Looking for someone?" Wu Qi took out a pen and paper and placed it in front of them, then continued to fiddle with the traditional Chinese medicine in his hand absently, "Sure, the price is right, so you can talk about anything. Write your name and horoscope on it."

Jing Luo picked up the pen, but he didn't write a word for a long time.

What is grandma's name? Is it just grandma?

Horoscope...he didn't even know.

Seeing that he was not moving, Wu Qi asked, "What's the matter? Don't look for it anymore?"

Jing Luo said: "I don't know the name and horoscope, can I look for it?"

"...It's a bit difficult, little Luoluo," Wu Qi stopped and asked, "Then what are her characteristics? For example, birthmarks or injuries on her body, and her age?"

"Age... six or seventy years old?" Jing Luo thought for a long time, then suddenly said, "By the way, she is a witch just like you."

Wu Qi's expression changed as soon as he said it.

She was silent for a moment, then suddenly reached out to take back the notebook, and snatched the pen from him.

"No."

Song Yi frowned: "We will give you the money."

"I said I won't look for it," Wu Qi said a little more vigorously in tinkering with Chinese medicine, "I won't look for any money!"