The shopkeeper's surname is Huang, and he once did some medicinal material business in Nanzhili, that is, the six mansions in the south of the Yangtze River, and also bought a boat to go to sea, did pearl diving and fishing, and also sold cloth with others, as well as three or four other businesses, and finally saved enough money to open this Double Happiness Inn here.

At the beginning, it was indeed a prosperous business, in addition to the good terrain, the store was well-informed, and the inn was well arranged is also an aspect, and the name is good, and the friends are enough, so the guests gather like a tide, and they are full again and again.

But the good times don't last long, I don't know whether it is remembered, or offended which way the gods, there are often accidents in the inn, the warehouse was gnawed by rats four times, the backyard lost fire twice, tables and dishes are often stolen, this is not enough, the most bizarre thing is that there are guests in the middle of the night to see someone hanged.

With the occurrence of strange things one after another, the business of this Double Happiness Inn has gradually deteriorated, and now, only a façade has fallen, and it is about to be unable to survive.

"And this thing, Lao Huang, you are sincere, aren't you afraid that I will turn around and leave?"

Huang Shopkeeper smiled bitterly, "That's no way, this matter can't be hidden for a few days, you can know it with a little inquiry, and you don't think we deliberately concealed it, so go to the yamen to file a complaint." ”

The Taoist priest pondered, this situation has never even seen him, generally speaking, no matter how bad feng shui is, it only acts on people's heads, and the practice of bad people's business is rare, no matter how you look at it, it looks like someone is maliciously making trouble, is it a peer?

However, this guy rolled his eyes and coughed dryly, "There is a way of one life, two luck, three feng shui, four accumulations of yin virtue and five readings, the importance of this feng shui is needless to mention, it is not a secret, I happen to know some means of public opinion, I can help you take a look." ”

He is not enthusiastic, but he has the idea of saving money, although twenty taels of silver is a lot, but in this Jiangnan area, there is no way, the economy is developed and the price is high.

I thought that the Huang shopkeeper would be overjoyed, but he sighed, "Don't hide it from the guest officer, I have invited several mages to see it, the chanting of the scriptures, the casting of spells, but it has no effect, and a lot of money has been wasted." ”

Li Daoshi disdainful: "The level of the bald donkey has always been scum, catching ghosts and eliminating demons, my Taoist is authentic, Daoist I am the eighth generation of the Qingcheng faction, I have a prestige in Sichuan Province, and the people of the rivers and lakes give me the nickname - Qingcheng Daochang!"

In the business world, the number one marketing method is the brand effect, the Taoist priests have thought about it, the first step in doing business in Jiangnan is to support this name first, and gradually become the benchmark of the demon and demon world......

The ugly lady scratched her head, when did the Taoist priest have this nickname, why didn't she know?

The Taoist priest's self-selling boast was listened to by the people who were traveling in the carriage and horses, and they looked at each other a few times, and laughed at the same time, "It is also prestigious, Qingcheng Daoist, haha, this is the funniest joke Lao Tzu has heard this year, just in response to a sentence, Guan Erye sneezed - self-boasting (must)." ”

"This Taoist priest looks skinny, but he didn't expect him to be a skinless and faceless character. ”

Daoist Li was not angry at this time, but just glanced at the other party, I have the right to write down this Liangzi, and when I meet the second master again, you see if I can make a small report.

Seeing that the Taoist priest was so determined, the shopkeeper really had some special thoughts, could it be that this guy really has a hand?

"Alas, but according to the flow of the store in recent days, there is really no money to invite Your Excellency. ”

"No, no, talking about money hurts feelings, Dao Ye, I am not the kind of person who sees money, but I think Lao Huang, you are also a man who has no merit and no merit, if you really want to be free, I am afraid of hurting your self-esteem, how about this?

The shopkeeper twitched the corner of his mouth, this Taoist chief is really, really righteous, tacitly calculated the gains and losses, gritted his teeth and said: "A word is a certainty." ”

"Hey, Lao Huang, don't be blinded by the lard, this Taoist priest looks like a mixed eater and drinker, and you actually let him succeed? There are ghosts in the world?

"This, the right to try, the right to try, if it doesn't work, there is no loss," the store said with a smile.

Daoist Li glanced at the other party, this guy's head was black, the nasolabial folds at the wing of his nose were sunken, and he was going to be unlucky, so he didn't want to pay attention to him, and he opened his belly to eat with the ugly girl, anyway, this order will be free sooner or later, what is more expensive, abalone, shrimp and crab, Shixian Haizhen, the shell and claws are sprinkled on the ground, and the store who looks at it wipes sweat.

The sky was getting dark, and the black-faced man and his accomplices of the carriage and horse shop drank four jars of wine, Rao is ancient alcohol content was low, and he couldn't help but be a little dizzy, and walked to the room crookedly, and scolded in his mouth: "Little monkey, it's inconvenient for the public to clean you up, and when it's dark, I'll give you a mallet, and see if you're still able to do it with Ge Laozi." ”

Staggered onto the boat, did not take off his shoes and socks, fell asleep on the bed, and snored, I don't know how long it took, the cold wind blew his face, and he opened his eyes in a daze, only to see a woman in her thirties sitting in front of the dressing table and opening the box, from his point of view, he could only reach the figure of the gourd, plump and full, some parts trembled slightly with the movement, the black-faced man couldn't help swallowing and spitting, and the fire in his heart 'poofed'.

"Who is this woman of yours, and why did you run to Lao Tzu's room near dark?"

The other party didn't answer, just wiped his lips and eyebrows, and then pulled his hand back, first trimmed the bun, and then inserted the hairpin, ten fingertips, like green onion roots.

The black-faced man is not a good-tempered man, and when he saw that people ignored him, he let go of his voice: ", ask you!"

The other party still didn't answer, but took out the tie from the baggage, threw it up, and knotted the hanging beam.

"Hey, what do you want to do?" the black-faced man panicked, he didn't want to get into a lawsuit for his life because of a nonsense, so he hurriedly got up from the bed, but he used too much force, his head was heavy, and his stomach was stirring.

When he rushed forward, it was too late, the woman 'kicked' twice, the embroidered shoes stepped on the dressing table, the jade neck went up, and instantly tightened the belt of the clothes, and there was a 'gurgling' sound in the throat, and the two embroidered shoes shook in the air.

"Stinky woman, if you want to die next to you, don't hurt your uncle," the black-faced man hurriedly hugged the other party's little feet and lifted them up, I don't know if it was the effect of a hangover, he actually felt that the other party's body was getting heavier and heavier, as if he had lifted a big stone.

I couldn't help but look up, my soul was almost shocked, the woman's head was tilted, her two white eyes were protruding and about to fall, her tongue was shuffling half a foot, her eyes were bloodshot, staring straight at him.

What's even more weird is that pale yellow mucus fell from the mouth of the female corpse, and the slightest bit of it fell on his face, and even accidentally swallowed it into his abdomen, like thick phlegm, mixed with a foul smell.

The black-faced man finally couldn't help it, along with the wine and gastric juices, as well as the messy digest, vomited together, stumbled out, slipped on the soles of his feet without paying attention, rolled down the stairs, and the world swirled, screaming in a chord.

"In the middle of the night, I won't let people sleep! It's haunted!" The window was pushed open with a 'bang', revealing Daoist Li's face full of getting up, and then 'snapped' and closed it again.

As a result, early the next morning, there were rumors that the black-faced man of Che Ma Han was drunk and broke his leg at the Double Happiness Inn, which was suspected of being a ghost.

Affected by this, the already sparse business became even more bleak, and the entire big inn, except for the shopkeeper and the maidservant, was empty.

As a result, Daoist Li, who was crookedly beaten, became the last straw for the store.

"The rice has to be eaten one bite at a time, Ruth has to go step by step, where will I catch the ghosts in the daytime," Daoist Li swallowed the last bite of the white-flour steamed bun slowly, and clapped his palms, "Let's go and solve the problem of the warehouse first, otherwise who knows if this meal is clean." ”

"Ugly girl, Master Dao will take you to catch mice and play. ”

"Don't go, Brother Yu said, practicing calligraphy in the early morning is the most effective," the ugly lady sat in front of the desk and wrote hard, without raising her head.