My great-granddaughter cried at the wrong grave, and I climbed out to correct it!

Chapter 11 Human Bone Rosary
"And how much did the naughty boss give you?"

“It’s a one-stop ride, what you’re selling, Master Zeng, is not worth it at all!”

Xie Xiaozhang struck each other with his fists and palms. The more he thought about it, the less it was worth it.

Boom!
With his head ringing loudly, Xie Xiaozhang covered his head and forced a smile: "Hey, hey, I'm kidding! How can I give it up? I can't give it up! My ancestors wouldn't sell them for a thousand pieces of gold!"

It was a joke, but Xie Heng still understood what Xie Xiaozhang was thinking.

The broken urn on the ground needs to be dealt with.

Xie Xiaozhang picked up the fragments on the ground, piece by piece, and put them back to their original positions.

Then put the wooden boards, paper boxes and other debris back on the pile again, so that on the surface it was completely restored to its original state.

As long as you don't specifically clear away the debris on it, you won't find it.

Anyway, her boss had not been able to sell this thing for several years, so she couldn't find it in a short time.

"I'm going to start school soon. When he asked me about it later, I said that the urn might have been broken by myself. I didn't know anything."

Xie Xiaozhang has already thought of his words.

Xie Heng still felt a dull pain in his chest, so he took advantage of Xie Xiaozheng's time to go aside and lift up his collar for inspection.

The battle with Wengguitong just now was recalled in his mind.

"It doesn't make sense."

Xie Heng shook his head and muttered.

He was sure that the Wenggui Boy definitely did not attack his chest, and only his hands and neck were slightly injured, which was nothing at all.

This pain appears for no reason.

Xie Heng opened his clothes and looked at the painful area in his chest.

I saw a small scar appearing on the left chest at some point.

Xie Heng was confused and couldn't remember where the scar came from.

Wengguitong never touched his chest from beginning to end.

Xie Heng looked carefully. Fortunately, it was just a long, twisted scar, only a few centimeters.

The tingling sensation slowly disappeared. Xie Heng observed for a long time and didn't feel any physical discomfort. He simply covered himself with clothes and stopped caring.

Maybe after a few days, the scar will fade away on its own.

"Grandpa Zeng, I've done it. We can go."

"The boss just ran home and said I had nothing to do and could leave first."

"Let's go buy some food. Breakfast in the morning is too simple. I have to show you my skills tonight!"

After Xie Xiaozhang finished tumbling, he ran to Xie Heng and said.

"Okay, it's really tasteless to eat this morning."

Xie Heng said yes.

He doesn't have many other hobbies, and eating this is just one of them.

"Hey, let's go!"

……

After closing the door of the photo studio, Xie Heng and Xie Xiaozhang walked into the ghost market street again. They had to go back and ride the electric donkey first.

It was still this familiar road, but this time Xie Xiaozhang's steps were obviously faster, and she really didn't want to stay any longer.

But now Xie Heng slowed down.

His eyes swept around the various stalls, his steps became slower and slower, and finally stopped at one place.

"Wait, don't rush away."

Xie Heng shouted.

"What's wrong? Did you forget something?"

Xie Xiaozhang stopped and asked.

Xie Heng confirmed again and scanned the entire street carefully.

All the items on the stalls had a rustic air on them.

They weren't there when they came just now, that is to say, they only appeared after killing the Wenggui boy!

Through the richness of the rustic, Xie Heng can distinguish the newness of the object, so he stopped Xie Xiaozhang.

"Didn't you ask me just now if you could tell whether these things were old or new?" Xie Heng smiled: "I should be able to do that now." Xie Xiaozhang got smart and didn't suppress his voice: "What!? Real or fake! "

This voice startled the passers-by.

"Hey, this girl looks pretty, why doesn't she look normal..."

"What about talking to the air?"

"If you don't keep it together, you'll get evil! Don't pay attention to it, just pretend you didn't see it."

"..."

The old man and the old lady were talking in low voices. They glanced at Xie Xiaozhang and thought she was not normal, so her feet speeded up.

The stall owner next to him was not afraid. Looking at Xie Xiaozhang's clear and silly face, he greeted loudly: "Little girl, there are many treasures in my stall!"

"They are all old things. Look how beautiful they are."

"I think you're good-looking. Which one do you like? I'll let you know."

The stall owner gained it after so many years of experience.

Of all people at the moment, college students are definitely the easiest to deceive out of their money, especially those with faces like Xie Xiaozhang, who is not clever at first glance.

Xie Xiaozhang glanced at Xie Heng, saw Xie Heng shaking his head, looking up and down at the stall, and said "tsk tsk tsk".

"Huh? If you don't want to look, you won't look. What do you mean?! What kind of look do you have?!"

With one look, the stall owner immediately became anxious.

"What do you mean, I forgot that you tricked me for two hundred last time!!"

After Xie Xiaozhang finished speaking, the stall owner blushed, remembering that it was indeed this girl.

The last bracelet earned her a small two hundred with tears in her eyes.

Before he could refute, Xie Xiaozhang felt annoyed when he saw that there were so many people around him. He imitated Xie Heng's words and said, "I see that the cloth on the bottom of your stall is the oldest!"

Suddenly, a bunch of people around laughed out loud.

Several young people who wanted to buy something in front of the stall also quickly moved away.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" the stall owner yelled quickly: "Don't listen to her, her little girl will definitely not understand!"

Xie Xiaozhang ignored him and followed Xie Heng with his little short legs, looking for a suitable stall.

However, Xie Heng could intuitively see that most of these stalls were indeed technological and ruthless.

Not to mention rustic, some stalls have a pure cyber style!

So it's no wonder that so many people get scammed in places like ghost markets. If you want to buy something worth buying here, the probability is the same as buying a lottery ticket.

"It's okay here, Xiaozhang, come over here."

After walking almost to the end, Xie Heng finally stopped.

Xie Xiaozhang followed Xie Heng's gaze and saw a small stall hidden in the alley at the end.

There was a table covered with a coarse cloth. Although there were not many things, the rustic atmosphere floating above was the strongest.

"Little girl, let's see if there's anything you like."

The stall owner was young, in his thirties, wearing a mask and a summer coat.

Seeing Xie Xiaozhang coming, he immediately stood up and greeted him.

This place is secluded, and the number of customers is far less than outside. Naturally, he should be greeted well when he comes.

"Bring that rosary closer and let me take a look." Xie Heng stood behind Xie Xiaozhang and glanced over. The most rustic long string of rosary beads on the stall was piled in the corner.

Xie Xiaozhang followed the instructions and picked up the strange-looking rosary in the corner.

Each bead is roughly the same, but not the same, like some kind of yellowed special material stone, and it is even a little awkward to hold it in your hand.

"You'd better stop reading this. I'm afraid you little girl won't be able to control this."

The stall owner laughed.

Xie Xiaozhang was confused and could only ask Xie Heng for help.

In her opinion, isn't this just a string of strange-shaped rosary beads?Why does it still need to be suppressed?

"This rosary is called the human bone rosary. It is usually taken from the eyebrow bone. It is very rustic. It is true."

Xie Heng said.

(End of this chapter)