Chapter 102: Sydney's Undead Attack (1)

The sixth bowl of dog food: Sydney-style undead attack
welcome.
The electric door opens automatically, the idea sounds, and the shopkeeper addicted to the elimination game behind the checkout counter is called back to God. He snapped his mobile phone to the checkout counter, and the shop owner looked up to reveal a young smiley face and said, "Welcome light, Azhuo, how are you?"
After seeing the visitor, the shop owner immediately took back the sweet dimples on his cheeks and picked up the mobile phone again.
"Qining, let me tell you—"
Gou Liang didn't look up: "What are you going to do today? Is it pick-up or coS? Just casually break the things in my shop and pay the price."
"Qining, I'll tell you the truth!"
Sun Zhuozhuo patted the cashier, "Do you know if yesterday was evil? Since you pulled out my sword yesterday, he kept ringing at night without sleeping. I told my parents that they didn't believe it. This The guy is so good. He stopped immediately when others came. My mother thought that I had a hallucination after insomnia, and they talked to my dad to find me a psychiatrist. Fortunately, Grandpa, I am resourceful and keep a hand! "
Said, Sun Zhuozhuo took out his mobile phone and handed it to Gou Liang, "Look!"
The video was shot in Sun Zhuozhuo's bedroom. A worn-looking bronze sword was placed casually on the corner of the sofa, but it became the protagonist in the video.
Gou Liang's face changed as soon as he saw the sword, and what was going to be said, Sun Zhuozhuo erroneously raised a finger to stop him from talking.
"Shh, here comes the highlight."
As soon as his words fell, the bronze sword in the video made a gurgling sound, and the sword trembled as if something could not wait to break out of the scabbard.
Gou Liang's face was all white, covering the phone's desktop with a slap, and asking calmly, "What on earth do you want?"
Sun Zhuozhuo said, "I showed this video to my dad this morning. He didn't believe it or he had to believe it. The company didn't go, so he hurried to find a master at home."
"Well, the master of is not as good as you. I haven't noticed anything wrong after seeing it for a long time, and I can't even pull the sword. I have to say that this sword is a good thing for the evil town house, it must be something dirty in my house Something hit him. My dad's face was ugly at the time, you know. At that time, the house in my house had a feng shui layout, and the master spent more money than decoration ... "
"So what are you trying to say?"
Gou Liang's tone is slightly impatient, but the fingers that click to eliminate the game interface are trembling. However, Sun Zhuozhuo did not hear his voice at all, grabbed his hand and said with confidence, "Qining, for the sake of four years in our bed together, please go and give me a look. Otherwise, my dad will Donated my sword to the museum, it's more than 100,000 oceans! "
Gou Liang was dragged out by him, and said, "My shop is not closed yet!"
"Tell him, I'll let my driver show you, no guests come anyway."
Sun Zhuozhuo pushed Gou Liang into the car, sat in the driver's seat, and threw his mobile phone to him. "You look at it again, and get familiar with him."
Gou Liangxin said that he couldn't be too familiar.
This guy is a big target for his dear, and the original owner was scared to death.
Meng Qining, 25 years old, graduated from university last year. Unconscious, he wanted to keep his shop, which was left by his deceased ghost dad, closed, and he could do whatever he could.
The name of the original owner's dad is loud in the capital's feng shui world, and his ancestors are soaked in feng shui techniques, which can be considered a master level.
It is said that this destiny commits five disadvantages and three deficiencies-widowhood and loneliness are the five deficiencies, and three deficiencies in money-Daddy Meng commits loneliness and concubine. I thought I had to commit a single word, but I did not expect that the fierce wind in the fifties would not fall, and the spring wind once had the original owner.
For this old man, Dad Meng treats him like an eyeball.
Originally, I only wanted my son to live in An Antai, but did not expect that the original owner had a pair of heavenly eyes, and he was born to see something that he should not see.
Dad Meng was interested in cultivating him, but he did not expect that the original owner had a particularly small gall and was very resistant to such things.
Dad Meng was worried, but the original owner broke his right hand and made a residual character when he was three years old. At the age of five, a serious illness broke out with a heart disease. It was a short-lived elephant and he committed another fatal character. Daddy Meng was afraid that his son could not live by himself. Since then, he washed his hands in a golden pot and opened an antique shop with his half-life savings. He only taught the original owner to identify some antiques and magical instruments.
In Gou Liang's opinion, Meng Meng still has some wrists. The feng shui layout in the antique shop and at home is excellent. The amulets made for the original owner are enough to make the original owner invisible to ordinary ghosts and close to the original owner's body.
Unfortunately, only ordinary ghosts can deal with it.
After graduating from the original university last year, Daddy Meng died, leaving him with two houses and an antique shop to save a sum. Even if the original owner is a little more frugal, his life will never be too bad.
The antique shop is divided into two floors. The first floor is very modern and the second floor is retro. It is used by Deng Meng to entertain old friends in the industry for some important items or for big business. In the hands of the original owner, it was useless. When Sun Zhuozhuo came back to play, he liked the antique on the second floor, and asked him to rent a venue to take a picture of coSpLAY.
Sun Zhuozhuo and the former host stayed together for four years. They had a good relationship, and they were more or less penalized. The original owner naturally refused.
They often come to shoot, but yesterday was a general in a novel. Sun Zhuozhuo was very willing to spend money for hobby. This one spent more than 100,000 "broken copper and iron" from other people's hands in order to make the general's shape more texture.
The bronze sword was blown up by the seller. After the successful shooting, Sun Zhuozhu also showed it off, saying that only the person with the fate can pull it out.
A group of fun-loving young people exhausted their efforts to feed their and did not pull out the sword.
The original owner was also pushed up to play a hand, this play, something happened.
Not only did he pull out the sword, but he also saw the sharp ghost rushing out of the sword!
Although he plugged the sword back on the spot, he was so frightened that he fell to the ground and died of a sudden heart attack. Fortunately, Gou Liang came in time to pretend to just fall and fell over.
The target is a sharp ghost hidden in the sword ...
According to the basic information of the system, his name is Bixia, and he was an invincible general three thousand years ago.
Later stories were very vulgar, but the generals who repeatedly fought for battle eventually ended up being killed by the lord on the battlefield due to the high-powered earthquake and died in the hands of friendly forces. He was afraid of his ghost's death afterwards, and the murderer nailed his heart with the bronze sword that was used for evil purposes. Since then, Bi Xia has been attached to the bronze sword and cannot be reincarnated.
It was buried in the ground for three thousand years. It was not dug up by the grave robbers until more than a hundred years ago, and it was changed to Sun Zhuozhu several times.
Gou Liang felt a little distressed about his experience and did not know how much Bi Xia himself remembered.
[System: Master, I think you should hurry up now and distress yourself. It's much longer ... There are characteristics that will scare the original owner to death. 】
The original owner died too suddenly. The ghost who scared him to death hastily left a red and black ghost image in the soul mirror, which is difficult to distinguish.
[Gou Liang: Can we not be so superficial? 】
[System: As long as his soul power is not unpalatable, right? → 3 →】
[Gou Liang: (＾ v ＾)]
Sun Zhuozhuo's family is very good.
When Gou Liang was Zhong Gu, he had used the props of the Guoshi Crash Course Manual to learn the Zhongshu's mystery, and he had taught the science of Feng Shui in a systematic way. Although Gou Liang did not specialize, but also learned a few percent of the best use of the land, at a glance, you can see that the feng shui in the house has been carefully arranged. It's just too detailed but too much. In addition, this residential area is already a treasure of Feng Shui. Feng Shui is too valuable to people who can't afford it.
From this point of view, Sun Zhuozhuo always couldn't sleep well at night, not only because of his lack of regular schedule.
But Gou Liang didn't think about it.
Although the original owner's level is very limited, he is too low-key and has never shot in front of others before, and there is no one who knows his true level before his family studies. Gou Liang is completely free to play. But Sun Zhuozhuo knew nothing about it and was not a good object to show off.
"Come in, you're welcome, my parents are not here now."
Sun Zhuozhuo greeted him with a big grin, and the aunt saw the guests come up and asked if he wanted to drink tea. He passed them off, and went up to the second floor with nothing to say.
"My dad gave me an ultimatum. If he comes back at night with the sword still, he will throw me and the sword out to sleep on the street. Qi Ning, you have to help me."
Gou Liang's sight was locked on the bronze sword.
I don't know what Sun Zhuozhuo thought, but he was clearly afraid but did not take the bronze sword out of the bedroom. The placement and the video were offset. It should have been moved by a master invited by Uncle Sun. And this sword has been sold so cheap for a long time, because his whole body is rusty, his appearance is very bad, and he ca n’t pull it out because of
unknown reasons
. The second generation is stupid and rich.
Gou Liang said, "You go out first, and I talk to him alone."
Sun Zhuozhuo took a cool breath and lowered his voice and said, "Is there something really?"
He pointed at the sword, and Gou Liang's face was very white, and he said, "Don't ask, go out first."
Sun Zhuozhuo walked away in three steps.
Gou Liang wasn't sure of the face-to-face meeting yesterday, how much the target knew the original owner, or did he know that he had scared a timid young man, so he had to keep his face timid and approach the bronze sword carefully. Bye bye, Gou Liang said sincerely: "This elder brother, I'm sorry, I offended yesterday. I didn't mean it. Please don't blame me."
The sword body suddenly shook, and Gou Liang stepped back and said, "Do you really hear me?"
The sword body moved again.
Gou Liang said, "Could we have a discussion, brother?"
He respectfully worshipped the bronze sword for three more times. "My friend, I mean the person who bought this sword, and he definitely did not offend you. He who knows is not guilty. Any disrespectful place, I will let him come in and confess to you, you and you must not inhale his yang energy. You can see that he has such big dark circles, he can't sleep well at night, and he doesn't have enough energy. Use, the quality is also bad ... "
The sword snorted.
"Ah, you, you want to me? I'm not good, you look at me so thin, not a couple of meat ..."
The sword stabbed twice.
"Just don't want to me, just ... then what do you want me to do?"
Gou Liang had to guess blindly, "You are hungry? I ’ll burn some incense for you? I promise to use the most expensive ones in my shop! No ... don't you want me to pull out the sword again?" "
The sword rang.
Gou Liang stretched out his hand, tilted his head, didn't dare to look directly at the bronze sword, swallowed and said, "Brother, I listen to you, you must not hurt me. I have absolutely no bad intentions against you, you believe me ... "
Between words, Gou Liang closed her eyes tightly and pulled out the bronze sword.
"Big brother, big brother, is that all right?"
"can."
A cold voice came.
Gou Liang froze and looked back.
I saw a tall man wearing a black robe with a goldfish pattern rudely and politely said to him: "My name is Bixia, the word is no war, He Ye people. Thank you for your help, and I owe you a favor. It will be repaid in the future. "
The man in front of him was still familiar with Jianmei Xingmu, his facial features were handsome, his eyes were cold, but his temperament was completely different.
Even if he was dressed in black with a smile on his face, he couldn't hide the two big characters that came out of his eyes: abstinence.
Gou Liangqiang resisted the impulse to puff out his abstinence coat and exposed his inner impulse, stuttering, "No, no need, you are too, very polite ... that, the person I saw yesterday ... uh, Is it you? "
Bishaton paused, wanting to have a deep memory of the timid of the original owner.
He gave another gift, "Sorry, I haven't seen the sun for a long time, I was in a hurry, my face was unretouched, and I bumped into my little brother."
So what is the unfinished look?
It must be a ferocious death, otherwise the courage of the original owner has been more than 20 years old, and he will not be scared to a sudden heart attack when he is young.
Gou Liang waved his hands again and again, stood up and patted his ass, patted his hands, and learned how he looked like, and said, "Look that you are a Sven, then ... I have something to ask for your help."
"What's the matter? Little brother, but it doesn't matter."
Does this painting style and the invincible General Jagged Blood a little bit different?
Goosing in his heart, Gou Liang considered the wording and said, "Yes, my friend inadvertently brought you home from the antique dealer. You last night ... well, I was a little restless and scared him. If you could, wouldn't it be convenient for you to move? "
Bi Xia said, "How difficult is this? It's just that I can't leave the sword now. I wonder if my little brother can discuss with your friends and take me away."
"You you are going home with me?"
Gou Liang's eyes widened.
Bi Xia smiled slightly. "So, very good."
Gou Liang opened his mouth, and did not dare to say what he refused. He said, "So, I have to ask him first."
Bi Xia: "It should be so."
Gou Liang shouted Sun Zhuozhuo, and Sun Zhuozhuo stood outside the door and immediately heard the sound. He pushed in the door and saw the sword that was pulled out on the ground. He couldn't help patting Gou Liang's shoulder: "Yes, Qi Ning, others can't open, so You do! So what can you do now? ... What are you looking at? "
Bi Xia: "Don't worry, ordinary people can't see me."
There is nothing to worry about.
Looking at Sun Zhuozhuo's creepy expression, Gou Liang couldn't bear to scare the companion--in fact, he couldn't wait to have the target greatly exclusive and private, saying, "A Zhuo, you have finished taking photos. It ’s useless to keep this sword. In your home, it's incompatible with your family's pattern. If you don't like this, I will ask you to buy it at the original price and bring him back to my store. "
"Well?" Sun Zhuozhuo put together in his ear. "Dude, isn't there something weird here?"
Gou Liang: "No, your Feng Shui is too good to fit him."
"Hey, there isn't much money, you just need to take it. The traitor was full of gold teeth before. I later asked about it, and it was too expensive to sell it for 10,000 yuan." Sun Zhuozhu said without care, but his eyes were still very Curiously floated on the bronze sword.
Gou Liang said, "That's not going to work. I'll take it back and maybe I'll meet someone who is more stupid than you, and it's not impossible to sell it for two hundred thousand."
"Fuck, did you hurt your brother so much?"
Sun Zhuozhuo knew that Gou Liang's family was quite thick, and he refused to see him insisting on transferring money to himself.
Gou Liang breathed a sigh of relief, carefully holding the sword with both hands, and said, "Now, you belong to me, and I will take you home. But, I will wrong you for a while, okay?"
He spoke to the sword, but Yu Guang glanced at where Bi Xia was.
Bi Xia said, "Thank you."
He walked over without hesitation, and Gou Liang felt only a cool shade passing through his body, and then the man had disappeared before him. Gou Liang quietly looked at the sword for a few seconds, as if he had put his sleeping position in it, and then closed the sword solemnly and hugged it to his chest.
"Then I'll take him away."
Gou Liang said.
Sun Zhuozhuo was stunned, pressed his chin back exaggeratedly, and walked away with Gou Liang, saying, "Dude, wouldn't you really run into unclean things?"
"Don't talk nonsense." You are not clean.
Sun Zhuozhuo remembered that the bronze sword was in Gou Liang's arms. Although he still murmured in his heart, he closed his mouth cautiously.
Going downstairs, my grandfather has returned and led someone to speak in the living room. The man was in an old gray gown with gray hair, and Sun Zhuozhuo whispered to Gou Liang, "This is the master who showed my family Feng Shui."
Then, he quickly came downstairs, "Uncle Zhang, you are here. It's been a long time."
Master Zhang also said hello to him, but his eyes fell on Gou Liang. Sun Zhuozhuo said, "Dad, Uncle Zhang, I still have friends. Send him back first, and you talk."
"and many more."
Master Zhang shouted at them, put down the tea cup, and got up and said, "This little brother, the thing in your arms should be the sword that Xiaosun said, does it look strange? Let me see first."
Sun Zhuozhuo was about to agree, but Gou Liang said, "Sorry, Azhuo gave me the sword just now."
Master Zhang: "... Is that convenient for my palm?"
Gou Liang: "Sorry, it's not very convenient."
Master Zhang: "..."
He took out a business card from his arms and handed it to him, saying sincerely, "brother, if there is something, you can always find me."
Gou Liang held the sword in one hand, took it in the other, and thanked him.
"Master Zhang, take this seriously ..."
The door closed, blocking the grandfather's voice.
Sun Zhuozhu said sorry, "I don't know if my dad invited someone, don't mind."
Gou Liang shook his head. "You don't have to send me, I will go back by myself."
"Do n’t you hold this stuff, can the master let you get in the car? Do n’t talk nonsense, hurry up, our driver is not remanded in your shop."
Sun Zhuozhuo dragged him away.
After getting out of the car, Gou Liang hesitated and said, "After you go back, if the master is still there, find a chance to tell him that you always have insomnia during this time."
"what?"
"Go, I won't hurt you."
Gou Liang said, holding the sword baby walked quickly back to the store, his feet almost flew up.
Finally brought you home, my goals are great (づ ￣3￣) づ