Chapter 1593 The Witch Doctor Bar, the Road to Making Money

Old Morgan was the owner of a speakeasy, which he had been running for many years.

How many years it was, he himself didn't remember very clearly. He just vividly remembered that the pub had survived two world wars. It is even said that earlier, he had received big figures like Abraham Lincoln.

It can be said that it was because of Lincoln's support that he was able to establish this bar. Otherwise, as a black man, how could it be possible for him to have such a private property of his own in the southern region?

But having said that, old Morgan didn't feel much gratitude to Lincoln. It's not that his inner emotions have been weakened by the passage of time. Rather, he had no such affection for Lincoln from the very beginning.

Lincoln's support for him was obtained by his own struggle. God knows how many shameful things he did for Lincoln at that time, so that he was willing to stand up and stand up for himself, a black man. However, judging from the later development of the North-South situation, such rewards are simply not proportional to his efforts. So naturally, wanting to use this to gain his gratitude is nothing more than daydreaming.

Of course, although he had many complaints about Lincoln, Old Morgan didn't have any complaints about his bar. Because for an old guy who has lived for more than two hundred years, this bar is already the only existence he is familiar with.

It was his old buddy, the only thing left to witness in his life. If even this has to be repelled and resented, then what is the meaning of his life?

Of course, in addition to this reason, there is another very important point that this bar brings him not only income, but also a lot of fun that ordinary people can't imagine.

Old Morgan can live for more than two hundred years, and this alone is enough to prove that he is not a mortal. In fact, he is a witch doctor. That's right, the kind of guy who holds insects, eyeballs, or other weird things and uses them to cast spells. According to himself, he should be the only great witch doctor left in an ancient African tribe.

From the colonial era, ships carrying colonists came here and lived here. Of course, life wasn't ideal at first. After all, the power he possessed was the magic that the church denounced as heresy. For the colonists who settled in the American continent, dragging people like him out and burning them to death is the best solution.

So at that time, he was hiding his identity in most cases. Try to look as human as possible. Of course, I'm sorry if anyone sees through his disguise. He didn't mind ending the lives of those who wanted to kill him so that he could live.

Life is always a life-and-death contest,

If you don't want to be killed, you can only kill the other party. The primitive customs from the African prairie had already soaked in Old Morgan's body, and he would never have any scruples about doing so.

Of course, blindly hiding and killing cannot solve the problem. When the repeated killings touched the nerves of the white colonists who had ruled here at that time, he also inevitably embarked on the road of escape. Fortunately, he met Lincoln, the so-called liberator of slaves, during his escape. Although he himself is not as perfect as the outside world claims. But his acceptance of old Morgan did allow old Morgan to get rid of the embarrassing situation he was facing.

And his ability also made him stand out among Lincoln's men, and gradually became a force in Lincoln's hands that was responsible for solving those shady and dirty things.

Although he himself is not very willing to do this kind of thing. But seeing how generous the reward Lincoln gave, he reluctantly began to serve Lincoln.

Until the end of the war, Lincoln became the real president, and he was no longer needed. He just settled on this final parting gift. For him, the income from a mere bar cannot meet his daily needs.

You know, as a witch doctor, even if you just collect some daily-use materials, it will be a big expense. And if the cost of some other special matters is also counted, this is simply not something a normal bar can support.

He's not the kind of guy who lives in poverty. Since he has the ability to earn more, he is naturally willing to earn more. As for how to earn this money, this is probably a question that is difficult for ordinary people to imagine.

Follow the rules to do business and invest. He doesn't have the talent, nor does he have the leisure. As for using his ability to do some evil things, to be honest, he really doesn't have that interest. The witch doctor's methods are a bit ugly, but that doesn't mean they must be some kind of evil person. He really didn't take that kind of stinky money that smelled like blood.

Compared to defrauding those powerless ordinary people and exploiting those weak, he has other means of getting money. And the most important point of this is, just like when he was in Africa before, using his witch doctor ability to help those in need.

Exorcising evil spirits, treating diseases, and even providing some special assistance, as long as his bottom line is not crossed, he can meet these requirements. As it is now.

When a tired father brought her a terrified daughter who looked like she had been abused and tortured and came to him, he just glanced at her and said to the father in a low voice.

"You didn't come to drink, did you? If you came to drink, you wouldn't bring your children here. Who recommended you to come here?"

"Pamela. The gypsy witch at the front of the town. I heard that she can dispel evil spirits, so I brought my daughter here from my hometown. But she recommended you to me. Sir, you really If you can, please save my daughter."

As a father, he really didn't believe that the bar owner who was wiping the glass in front of him would be the kind of person he was looking for. In comparison, he trusted the nagging gypsy witch a little more. However, right now he is in a desperate situation, and he has no other choice but to trust the old Morgan in front of him. So he could only send out his last cry for help with a fluke in his heart and just in case.

"This group of meddling gypsy women." After spitting, Old Morgan didn't mean to expel the father and daughter. After all, it's business, and it's not something that can't be done. He certainly doesn't turn people away. So, after finding a buddy to take his place temporarily, he hooked his fingers at the father and daughter, signaling them to follow his footsteps.

It has to be said that such a somewhat unpredictable action did give this somewhat desperate father a certain amount of confidence. So after hesitating for a while, he immediately followed the old Morgan's footsteps with his daughter in his arms.

Old Morgan didn't take him very far. After just a few turns, he took him to a room that looked like a basement. And looking at the various monster specimens in the basement, as well as some voodoo dolls that obviously appeared in the movie, the father was reluctant to let go, and gave birth to a more serious attitude toward old Morgan. Much confidence comes.

Anyway, these things in front of him prove that he is a capable person, don't they? As for other issues, such as whether the means he uses will be as full of evil and terror as in the movie, this is not what he cares about because he loves his daughter dearly.

In order to save his daughter, he is even willing to make a deal with the devil. So no matter what the method is, it is acceptable to him. It can be said that at this time he has pinned all his hopes on old Morgan. And it was precisely because of this that he immediately mustered up the courage to open his mouth to old Morgan in this gloomy environment.

"Sir, my daughter. Can you save her?"

"Let's talk about how she became like this first. I need to know the reason before I can decide whether to save her or not!"

What does it mean that you need to know the reason before you can decide whether to save someone? Is it possible to joke casually about saving lives? The angry father really wanted to grab old Morgan by the collar and question him severely. But considering that old Morgan is his only hope at present, he can only suppress this thought in his heart. And try to cooperate with his request.

"I moved here from Virginia because of my work. Through an agent, I found an old house that was fairly cheap. When I first moved in, there was no problem. But not long ago, I found that There are more and more strange things in the house. There will be footsteps in the corridor, and sometimes women's screams can be heard from the attic. Julie will be woken up at night with fright, and her body begins to have bruise-like handprints. All Everything told me that the house was not clean."

After stammering to this point, my father couldn't help swallowing.

"We were going to move out, but those unclean things stalked us. No matter where we moved, they always stalked Julie and kept torturing her, making her become what she is today. Look. Sir, I don’t know what’s the problem, and I don’t know if I’ve offended something. I just beg you, save my child. Even if it costs me my life, I’m willing Yes. As long as you save her, please!"

"You have provoked an evil spirit." The old Morgan, who was smoking a cigar, blew out a smoke ring and gave such an answer. "It's not something that can't be solved, and you don't need to give me your life. It's worthless to me. Well, ten thousand yuan, no dollars. I'll clean it up for you. What do you think How about it?"