Dabei City is a city located in the north. The climate here is low all year round. Every winter, the entire Dabei City is like being covered with a layer of white wedding dress. It is beautiful and holy.

Pedestrians on the street wore thick down jackets, exhaling white mist from their mouths, walking on the snowy streets, steaming from the stalls on the roadside, and the elegant fragrance of food lingering in the air.

On the street, there were a few children having a snowball fight. Their faces were red, and the gloves on their hands had already been soaked by the snow. They were really excited to play, but they didn't know if they would be scolded by their mother when they went back.

哐, 哐, 哐

A middle-aged man holding a machete was smacking tofu in his mouth. Looking at his posture, it was clear that he was sworn in with the tofu. He looked like he was either going to be hacked by me or my knife would break him today.

Light snow was falling in the sky, and Lin Qian was walking on the street. Coco was wearing a tiger head hat he had just bought from a store, and he was jumping ahead.

There are many vendors around, selling all kinds of food. There are many streets like this in Dabei City. Looking around, Lin Qian felt something strange in his eyes.

This city seems to be very peaceful and there is no danger, at least that's what it seems. The people here are relatively carefree. Compared to his Dajiang City, the ordinary people here are very optimistic and don't have that kind of despair.

Unlike those ordinary people in Dajiang City, who were panicked after experiencing S-class supernatural events and ghost dramas.

The sounds of children playing, vendors shouting, and pedestrians talking, all seem to be beautiful.

Looking at Coco jumping up and down, Lin Qian grinned with a smile, patted the snow on his body, lit a cigarette, and started smoking slowly.

Exhaling a puff of smoke, looking up at the falling snowflakes in the sky, Lin Qian murmured to himself:

"Taoli Village is an interesting place. As the old saying goes, peaches nourish people, apricots hurt people, and dead people are buried under plum trees. I wonder if this Taoli Village will have dead bones under plum trees..."

"Dad, I want to eat this."

At this time, Coco stopped in front of a stall selling oden, pointed at the steaming oden, sniffed it with her little nose, swallowed her saliva, and there was some longing in her eyes.

The stall owner selling oden is a woman in her forties. I don’t know if it’s because the down jacket she’s wearing is too thick, but she looks a little bloated.

When the middle-aged woman saw Coco wearing a tiger hat, a kind smile appeared on her face:

"Little girl, what do you want to eat? Auntie has a lot of delicious food here."

Coco looked up at the middle-aged woman, then turned to look at her father. When her father smiled and nodded, Coco suddenly became happy:

"Yeah, I want this, this, and this."

I saw Ke Ke ordering several things. Every time he ordered something, the middle-aged woman cooperated by picking up something and putting it into the pot. Only when Ke Ke felt that it was enough, the middle-aged woman stopped and looked at him with a kind face.

Zhu Keke said:

"Little girl, wait a moment, you'll be fine soon."

After saying that, he started to mix the seasonings. Lin Qian looked at all this and just smiled without saying a word. He took out a hundred yuan from his pocket and put it on the stall.

When the middle-aged woman saw Lin Qian taking out a hundred yuan, she was immediately embarrassed. It wasn't that the money was short, but that it was too big and hard to find. She just opened her business today and didn't have much change...

"Young man, here, I just opened today. I don't have much change. One hundred yuan is too big to change. See if you can change it."

The middle-aged woman looked at this strangely dressed young man with a troubled expression. Although she was wondering, why did this young man only wear such a thin windbreaker when it was so cold? Wasn't he afraid of the cold? As for Lin Qian's eyes, in ordinary people's eyes,

It looks normal to my eyes.

Hearing the middle-aged woman's words, Lin Qian did not speak, but just watched and silently took back the one hundred yuan. After the middle-aged woman saw Lin Qian's actions, a smile appeared on her face.

After the middle-aged woman prepared a steaming oden and handed it to Coco.

Lin Qian patted Coco's tiger hat and said:

"Let's go, eat while walking." After saying that, he took Coco and left.

After the woman lowered her head to dispose of the garbage, she realized that Lin Qian and the others had left at some point.

There was a bright red one hundred on the stall. Seeing the one hundred yuan, the middle-aged woman was a little stunned, but it only took a moment for her to react. She quickly picked up the money and walked out of the stall. But when she came out, she had already found it.

Lin Qian is gone.

The middle-aged woman put away the hundred yuan with some disappointment and murmured to herself:

"This young man is really...well, let's see if we can meet him again later." After saying that, he turned around and went back, continuing to sell oden.

There was a bit of snow in the sky. Coco held a bowl of steaming hot oden and ate it happily. Lin Qian also held a skewer and ate it.

Snowflakes fell on Lin Qian's clothes, quickly condensed into ice, and then fell off. Lin Qian was not curious about this situation. This was intentional.

The surrounding streets are very busy, with food stalls everywhere. The hot and cold air mix, and a strange scene appears.

After passing through these streets, Lin Qian came to a long and cold street. Maybe it was because this street was old, but there were obviously fewer food stalls here.

Some shops appeared in front of him. Lin Qian ate oden and strolled around slowly. He was very leisurely today. He still had one day to go before delivering the letter. It wouldn't be too late to go to Taoli Village tomorrow. It was just a red letter, not much.

It deserves his attention.

Occasionally, pedestrians passed by on the deserted street. Their faces were very leisurely. Like Lin Qian, two children were having a snowball fight in front, and the snowflakes were balled up and flying in the air.

Lin Qian gently caught the snowball flying towards herself and Coco, smiled and didn't care about the two children's mistakes.

After patting the snowflakes on Coco's tiger hat, Lin Qian walked forward. There were many shops on both sides of the street, selling vegetables and fruits, and there was even a supermarket selling buffets...

In the deserted streets and the increasingly heavy snow, Lin Qian felt a rare emotion in this environment. He enjoyed this environment very much. He liked such a quiet street, just him and Coco.

Walking through the shops, looking at the very interesting signboard, and thinking about the meaning of the signboard, Lin Qian felt pretty good.

After he saw a sign, he stopped and frowned:

"Grocery store?"

This is the name on this signboard. To an ordinary person, it seems that the words "grocery store" are indeed written on the signboard, but in his eyes, it is a different scene.

"Ghost shop."

Lin Qian looked at the shop. It was not very big, just like an ordinary bookstore. There were two boxes at the door, and a load was placed beside the door. A coldness that ordinary people could not detect surrounded it.

.

The door of the store is dark black, with a couplet on each side:

"The living will not enter, the dead will not come, and the half-dead can come through the door."

"Hengpi: Everything can be bought and sold."

Looking at the couplet and horizontal batch, Lin Qian narrowed his eyes slightly:

“Interesting store, I wonder what good stuff is in it.”

Patting Coco's tiger head hat:

"Let's go in and take a look."

With that said, he opened the door of the grocery store and walked in. Coco quickly followed, not forgetting to stuff food into his mouth as he walked, looking like a snack.

Entering the store, the interior is clean and tidy. A strong sense of coldness permeates the room. Two rows of shelves are placed on both sides of the room. There is a coffee table on the left, and the freshly brewed tea is still steaming.

And at that very conspicuous counter, there was a middle-aged man in his thirties, wearing a white coat, sitting at the counter, flipping through a book on the table.

Hearing someone push the door open and come in, the middle-aged man looked up and glanced at Lin Qian and Coco without paying much attention:

“If you like something, just give it a shout and the price is not negotiable.”

After saying that, he continued to look through the book in his hand, ignoring Lin Qian.

After hearing the middle-aged man's words, Lin Qian showed no emotion and looked very calm. He turned his attention to the two rows of shelves. The shelf on the left was empty. There was a label on each space on it. Only one of the labels had small seal writing.

word.

"Wish, hungry, food, poor, no, blade, eye, draw, stab, squat, swallow, wind, white, black, ginger, sound, heart, liver, spleen, lung, kidney, memory, past, future, future

,bone……"

After carefully counting a total of thirty-five spaces, Lin Qian looked at the words on the thirty-five labels, his eyes flashing:

"Thirty-five? Is it a coincidence? Or is there some connection?"

He turned around and looked at the shelf on the right. It was full of things. He counted it carefully and found that there were also thirty-five grids. However, there were no labels on these thirty-five grids. It was a very strange phenomenon. There was something strange about it.

symmetry.

Looking at the different layouts on both sides, Lin Qian looked thoughtful in his eyes. After thinking for a while, Lin Qian walked towards the right. In fact, it was already obvious that there was nothing on the left, and the only thing with something was the right. No.

Go here, go left? Eat ashes?

The middle-aged man sitting at the counter raised his head and glanced at Lin Qian, with a look of thinking in his eyes. He lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.

Coming to the shelf on the right, there are thirty-five items, some of which can be seen directly, and some of which are packed in gold boxes. There are not many items, just thirty-five items.

Lin Qian stared at the gold box placed in the first grid, and raised his eyebrows slightly. There was a yellow note on the gold box. It looked old and old. He reached out and picked up the note.

Pick up from the gold box:

"Ghosts beat people"

"The rules of killing: if you are beaten, you will die."

"We have a ghost domain with a radius of hundreds of miles."

"Terror level: seven (out of thirty-five)."

"Price: twenty yuan (no bargaining)."

Seeing the content on the yellow paper, Lin Qiantong's eyes flashed:

"Ghosts fight people, own a ghost domain, a hundred miles in scope, twenty ghost coins, it's interesting, there is something in the ghost goods shop."
To be continued...