"What?"
This question caught Liu Fugui off guard.
"Before we left Xiaomei's place, did you take anything?" Lu Fei asked, staring at him intently.
Liu Fugui stammered, and under Lu Fei's piercing gaze, he pulled a palm-sized glass bottle from his pocket.
The bottle contained yellow oil.
"Corpse oil?!" Lu Fei's eyes widened, and he said angrily, "Why did you take this damn thing?"
"I saw that this oil works well, so I thought of bringing it back for you. Maybe we can sell it for a high price..." Liu Fugui explained.
"I really appreciate you!" Lu Fei said with great exasperation.
Even Hu Zǐ, who was driving, couldn't help but turn to look at Liu Fugui and said, "Old Liu, I'm really impressed, you never forget about making money, do you?"
"I'm doing this all for Sinisterium Pawnshop! Sinisterium Pawnshop specializes in collecting evil objects, Brother Xiao Lu, how is this corpse oil? Does it have any special value?" Liu Fugui asked, his fat face beaming.
"What special value could it have, other than making someone completely devoted to you? This thing can't be sold carelessly, or it will cause trouble," Lu Fei said irritably.
However, this corpse oil is indeed rare. Besides its aphrodisiac effect on romantic relationships, it also has special uses in certain spells and rituals.
It can be considered an unexpected gain.
The car arrived at the antique street parking lot.
As the three got out of the car, they saw that Liu Fugui's van was in a miserable state.
The front windshield was broken, the hood was dented, the exterior was damaged in many places, and there were scratches everywhere.
It's a miracle that the car could come back in one piece.
"My car!"
Liu Fugui's face was twitching with heartache.
A romantic encounter, but it cost both health and money.
He regretted it so much that his intestines turned green.
"What are you howling about? It's just a car. If it can't be fixed, buy a new one. At least you still have your life, right?" Hu Zi couldn't stand his miserly attitude.
"You don't understand. A car is a man's second wife. If your wife were damaged, wouldn't you be heartbroken?" Liu Fugui carefully wiped the scratches on the car body with his sleeve.
"Then enjoy your time with your 'wife.' We're going back." Lu Fei shook his head and walked away from the parking lot with big strides.
This night, fighting the monster had drained a lot of his magic power, and the subsequent journey was full of fear. Now he just wanted to get home and rest as soon as possible.
Hu Zi didn't bother with Liu Fugui anymore and followed Lu Fei's footsteps.
"Wait for me!"
Liu Fugui hurriedly locked the car and, with a thick face, chased after him.
"Brother Xiao Lu, rest assured, I remember your life-saving grace in my heart, and I will definitely not let you work in vain. It's just that I'm a bit short on cash these days, and repairing the car costs quite a bit. Give me some time to get back on my feet."
He rubbed his hands, feeling a bit embarrassed.
"But don't worry, Old Liu is not the type to freeload. I'll cover everyone's expenses for the next few days."
Lu Fei didn't save him for the money, so letting him stay a few more days was no big deal.
Besides, there was still that bottle of corpse oil left.
They returned safely to the pawnshop.
Lu Fei first took a shower and changed into clean, comfortable clothes.
Then, he set up a fire pit in the courtyard and burned all the dirty clothes that had been tainted by the stench of the corpse.
This stench of decay can't be washed off. Throwing the clothes in the trash for someone else to find would spread bad luck, so burning them is the best way to deal with it.
Seeing this, Hu Zi and Liu Fugui also burned their own smelly clothes.
After all the work was done, it was already late at night. Everyone was quite tired, so they didn't say much more and went to rest.
The night passed without incident.
Lu Fei slept until noon before getting up and opening the shop.
This was one of the perks of being your own boss, you could open whenever you wanted.
Hu Zi was in charge of cleaning and odd jobs, while Liu Fugui was responsible for buying food.
To be honest, life was pretty comfortable like this.
But Lu Fei didn't sit idle. After lunch, he went to the storeroom and got the阴沉木taken out and packed properly.
Tonight was the night the ghost market would open.
He planned to take the dark wood for a round at the ghost market, hoping to trade it for a suitable material to craft a handy magical weapon for himself.
While the Ghosthead Saber and the Willow Whip were both decent, each had its pros and cons.
The Ghosthead Saber was powerful and could subdue evil spirits, but it was too heavy and somewhat inconvenient to use.
The Willow Whip was flexible and most effective in striking ghosts, but it was less effective against other malevolent entities.
Lu Fei hoped to find a magical weapon that was both effective in exorcising evil and flexible and light to use. With his current magical power, if he found a suitable one, he would directly refine it into a natal magic weapon.
Formidable cultivators within the Xuan Sect usually refined a natal magic weapon for themselves. With the assistance of a natal magic weapon, cultivation efforts were twice as effective.
However, those who succeeded in refining such a weapon were few and far between.
Master Yang, whom Su Mingxuan had invited, was also a member of the Xuan Sect with some genuine skills, but he did not have a natal magic weapon, making him less of a formidable figure.
The old necromancer who dispatched the minor ghosts to attack Sinisterium Pawnshop also lacked a natal magic weapon for protection, which is why he suffered such severe backlash.
Lu Fei's grandfather owned a natal magic weapon called the Sima Scale.
The Sima scale is a type of measuring tool, usually used by pawnshops to weigh gold. Grandfather's Sima scale was made from special materials and forged with his own blood.
The weight of the scale can suppress evil, and the rod can ward off evil, making it very powerful against malevolent entities. It is also very light and portable.
However, once a life-bound magical instrument is forged, it is permanently bound to its owner and cannot be passed on to others.
Glory and ruin are shared together.
When Grandfather left, he naturally took this life-bound magical instrument with him.
Therefore, for Lu Fei to obtain a life-bound magical instrument, he would have to find and forge one himself.
"Whether or not you can find good materials is up to you."
Lu Fei put away the sunken wood and opened the book on ancient scripts on the table.
He must search for both the magical instrument and Grandfather.
He is not someone who gives up easily. Once he sets his mind on something, no matter how difficult, he will see it through to the end.
As for the corpse keeper, he may not necessarily be able to find his way here. Even if he does come, he is not afraid. This is the Antique Street, not some desolate wilderness.
Neither Tiger nor Liu Fugui dared to disturb him.
Liu Fugui called someone to tow the car for repairs and stayed in the pawnshop playing with his phone, occasionally bickering softly with Tiger.
Just as it was quiet.
The light at the door flickered, and two people hurried into the pawnshop.
The one in front was a middle-aged man, short and stout, wearing a large gold chain around his neck, with shrewd eyes and many beads on his thick arms.
He exuded the air of a nouveau riche.
The one behind him was tall and muscular, with a face full of mean looks, clearly a bodyguard.
"May I ask where Manager Lu of Sinisterium Pawnshop is?"
The short and stout nouveau riche spoke loudly, his eyes scanning over the three people in the shop.
"That's me, how may I assist you?" Lu Fei closed his book, stood up from behind the counter, and put on his characteristic amiable smile when facing customers.
"You? So young!" The nouveau riche man looked Lu Fei up and down in surprise, "I heard that Sinisterium Pawnshop specializes in collecting evil objects. We dug up something strange at my construction site. Do you dare to take it?"