Chapter 2851 There Is a Ghost in the Blacksmith Shop!

"Yo, this blacksmith shop is open for business again?"

A group of street patrol warriors passed by and saw the blacksmith shop in operation, with a hint of surprise on their faces.

Especially the captain, looking at the shop seriously, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

When the blacksmith here died strangely, he once followed to investigate the scene, and it took less than three years to calculate the time.

Then it was rumored that the place was haunted, there was indeed a noise at night, and the thief swore that he had seen the blacksmith's wronged soul.

Speaking of nose and eyes, it also caused a panic, making it impossible to rent the house out.

They pass by here on weekdays, and they are also panicked, and they will not stay too much at all.

But I don't think that today, this haunted house is actually inhabited, and it seems that it will go back to the old business.

Due to the limitation of responsibilities, it is natural to ask questions.

"Young man, are you the owner of this shop?"

The captain looked at Tang Zhen with a scrutiny in his eyes, trying to see if there was anything wrong with him.

It turned out that Tang Zhen's face was indifferent, and he did not have the cowardice of ordinary people in the face of warriors, and he faintly exuded a special temperament.

This young man, I am afraid it is not easy.

The captain was going to ask two more questions, but at this moment, the sound of hammering iron came from the shop.

The captain took a look and saw that inside the dark room, a tall figure was wielding a hammer.

The captain was suspicious, seeing this person's back a bit familiar, but why does it feel so weird?

Taking a closer look, a cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he quickly turned his eyes away.

"It's alright, you are busy!"

The captain didn't want to look for trouble, he simply asked a few questions, and then led his men to move on.

After walking a distance, the captain heaved a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead at the same time.

"Head,

What's wrong with you? "

The subordinates found an abnormality and asked curiously.

"It's nothing, it's too hot."

The captain said casually, but his eyes were a little dazed.

Hearing the words, his subordinate looked at the sky suspiciously, the sun had just risen just now.

The captain came back to his senses. After hesitating for a while, he reminded his subordinates: "Don't blame me for not reminding you. If it's all right, don't provoke that blacksmith shop."

Hearing the captain's inexplicable warning, several men showed doubts, but still nodded.

None of them were rookies, and I knew that some people couldn't be provoked, but looking back at the owner of the blacksmith shop, there was really nothing special about them.

"Boss, just tell me what's going on?"

"Yeah, make it clear, we have to be prepared."

His heart was itchy, and he couldn't help but ask.

The captain frowned, looked at his subordinates, took a deep breath and said, "Do you really want to know?"

After getting a definite answer, the captain looked around, then lowered his voice and said, "I told you not to be afraid, when I was talking to the boss just now, I saw the blacksmith in the blacksmith shop.

Judging from the height, shape and clothes, it is clear that it is the dead blacksmith, definitely not someone else! "

Everyone's complexion changed at the same time, how could the blacksmith who was obviously dead come back to life?

Whoops I'm going, it's haunted!

This thought flashed through their minds, coupled with the rumors from the past, cold sweat faintly broke out on everyone's forehead.

"Well, boss, did you read it wrong?"

Hearing the question from his subordinates, the captain sneered and said in a light tone: "It's not like you don't know how poisonous my eyes are, even after ten or eight years, I can recognize each other by looking at the back.

If I say it's a dead blacksmith, I'm sure there's no problem, not to mention I haven't given the biggest evidence yet. "

When the captain said this, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he continued to say in a gloomy tone: "Not only is that figure exactly the same as the blacksmith, but also his feet don't touch the ground, and there is no head on his neck at all!"

"hiss……"

Hearing what the captain said, everyone took a breath and subconsciously looked at the blacksmith shop in the distance.

I don't know why, the blacksmith shop that was originally ordinary now looks gloomy.

"Captain, what should we do then?"

A subordinate asked in a trembling tone that he was a survivor of the catastrophe back then and was extremely afraid of ghosts and gods.

After listening to the captain's remarks, he felt shivering all over when he thought that he would pass by the blacksmith shop every day.

"What to do, hide, or why should I warn you."

When the captain said this, he shook his head again, and said in a helpless tone: "This is not the way, if it really doesn't work, just spend money to buy amulets, and then report this matter to the Zhenfu Secretary.

If it is really dazzling, it would be great, but if it is true, I would rather not do this errand and definitely not stay on this street! "

A group of street patrol warriors drifted away, and the blacksmith shop was still open, but not a single item was sold.

Tang Zhen was not in a hurry, he just read the book slowly, writing a few lines from time to time.

Those neighbors who were secretly observing, after confirming that there was no problem, slowly let go of their hanging hearts.

As for the sound of hammering in the blacksmith's shop, it should have come from a new hire, and there is not only one blacksmith in this world.

Perhaps the purpose of the other party buying the haunted house was to reopen a blacksmith shop and save a lot of time.

With this kind of thought in mind, the original sense of fear has also eased a lot. It seems that he is really suspicious. Is it possible that he can still be haunted in the daytime?

However, they didn't know that there were indeed ghosts hammering iron in the blacksmith's shop at this time.

When the sun was setting and the drums were heard from the city gate, Tang Zhen slowly closed the door of the shop.

Next to the bright red stove, a figure stood quietly, like a set of clothes being put up.

"Come, have a drink."

Tang Zhen opened the bought wine and vegetables, including smoked fish and bacon, some boiled beans in salt water, and a jar of slightly cloudy old wine.

Hearing the words, the figure next to the stove hesitated for a few seconds, and then walked slowly to the table.

"sit."

Tang Zhen opened the wine jar, poured himself a bowl of old wine, and then filled the empty bowl opposite.

The empty clothes swayed, and he sat on the chair, as if staring at Tang Zhen.

If the neighbors see this scene, they will be shocked and terrified, convinced that the blacksmith shop is really haunted.

"Although you are a spiritual body, you can absorb vitality, and you can also inhale the aroma of incense and alcohol.

This way of inhalation is actually a special way of energy supplementation, transformation and absorption.

If ghosts do not eat, they will starve to death.

As for why it cannot absorb the energy of heaven and earth, it is because the spiritual body is born with the will, belongs to a kind of negative energy, and the state is very unstable.

In this special state, if you want to absorb the energy of heaven and earth like a monk, you are looking for a dead end..."

Tang Zhen ignored the blacksmith on the opposite side, and just said to himself, the content of what he said seemed a little inexplicable.

But the clothes floating in the air on the opposite side trembled slightly, as if excited by Tang Zhen's words.

Tang Zhen didn't seem to see it, drank the old wine, and continued to say casually: "Ghost Dao cultivation is difficult, but it may not be impossible to find another way, such as changing his form, or simply relying on items to practice.

I have a set of formulas here, you must keep it firmly in my mind, it is the wages for hiring you to cook iron..."

Perhaps it is the great way to simplicity, a formula is only a hundred words, and it has been recited in a blink of an eye.

"Drunk, go to sleep!"

After three bowls of old wine, Tang Zhen got up swayingly, returned to the bedroom and fell asleep.

Sleeping after eating and drinking, such an easy life is simply very comfortable.

The figure at the table was silent for a long time, then stood up and knelt three times in front of Tang Zhen's bedroom.