Chapter 5: The Human-Ghost Fight (1 / 2)

Baoxin system is a running huge machine, Chen’s mansion is the engine of the Baoxin system, Chen Sanjin is the center control computer, his words are the highest instruction, from Xiangxu let him prepare to start Chen Sanjin commanded to go down, less than half an hour the requested things are all ready.

Two pots of black dog’s blood, thick and black with a fishy odor, were smeared outside the bedroom window, an old butcher with thirty years of experience in slaughtering with a cattle knife on standby, Xiang Yu weighed a large handful of copper coins in his hand and said speechlessly, “Old Chen, money doesn’t play with this, you’re a little bit too high-profile haha.”

“What? Not suitable?” Chen Sanjin asked.

Xiang Yu said, “It’s suitable, but I can’t lose a million or eight hundred thousand dollars with this handful of coins smashed out, it’s burning money.”

Chen Sanjin waved his hand in a very calm manner and said, “This thing is useless for me to keep, smashing it is, no need to be polite, if I remember correctly these copper coins in the treasury may still have a hundred or ten pounds, if you think it’s not enough I can have someone move it over again.”

Xiang Yu let him prepare the copper money, casually get some of the Ming and Qing dynasties can be, but Chen Sanjin to bring him dozens of Wanli Tongbao, which to the Ming and Qing dynasties of the ancient money, can be too damn valuable, he casually grabbed this handful of worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, smashing the ghost is too wasteful.

Ming and Qing dynasties out of the heirloom emperors, such as Kangxi, Qianlong, Wanli years are rich and powerful, the country’s fortunes are prosperous, the emperor of the gas, these dynasties have a strong copper money to ward off evil spirits and exorcise the effect of the ordinary people usually wear a small ghosts are difficult to get close to the body, if anyone who clutches in the hands of a large number of words can be incarnated in a heavenly master.

Whoever carries a coin minted during the time of Emperor Qin Shi Huang on his body, he can’t be touched by evil spirits for the rest of his life.

“Come on master, what will be the movement you don’t move, take your cattle knife to block the door for me on the line, if you see what is not clean things you just hand up the knife down dry is, don’t have to be polite, understand?” Xiang Yu pulled the old butcher to the door and said, “In your line of work, you must have seen more than normal people, I don’t need to explain, right?”

The old butcher nodded his head and said, “Understand, there’s something dirty in this house chanting? These days it’s just that you can’t find hitmen who execute people in the food market, otherwise they’d be more suitable than me, I’m afraid.”

Xiang Yu gave a thumbs up and said, “Man, connoisseur.”

Common people know that artifacts can drive away ghosts and evil spirits, but people do not know that there are several kinds of people in the world itself has the best role in suppressing evil spirits, high-ranking officials in high positions of the official gas is exuberant and evil spirits do not invade the generals leading soldiers to fight in the battle, the same is true, there is also a kind of people are butchers and broketeers.

Ancient mercenary execution for many years on the body of the murderous spirit is thick, do a lifetime of beheading the line even the ghosts do not dare to get close to the body, and now this society mercenary no more, but the slaughterhouse to kill pigs, cows and even kill chickens of people are basically the same, although the murderous spirit is not as thick as the mercenary, but more years of killing the ghosts can bluff, especially perennials with a butcher knife, but also play a role in the enhancement of the role of the.

Xiang Yu asked the butcher to guard the doorway with his own butcher’s knife, so that stern ghost could never rush out as long as it wasn’t too deep in Taoism.

After the preparation, all the irrelevant people retreated, only Chen Sanjin and the old butcher were left at the door above, Xiang Yu put his hand on the doorknob and pushed the door fiercely, a cloudy wind came to his face, blowing people’s hair suddenly backward, and a layer of goosebumps spread on his body, which was not a winter’s piercing icy cold but a kind of penetrating coldness to the bones.

Butcher and Chen Sanjin prepared also by this out of the white face, did not wait for them to react to it to the lack of steps into the bedroom to re-enter the door to close it again.

Inside the house is gloomy, the two windows are thick curtains blocked on, there is not a trace of light penetration, dark and silent, people step into as if instantly into another space like, the house before the sound of the movement is no longer there.