Although the sign has not changed, after Fang Yuan settled in, the entire grocery store will certainly not be able to sell the usual small items like the previous ones.

At this time, the store was really cool in the words of the young man! A huge goat head was hanging in the middle, and the glass jar on the shelves contained various liquids of unknown significance, emitting a colorful luster.

And in the glass counter, it was even more strange.

"The talisman of the four-leaf clover is said to bring luck!"

"The eyes of the toad, the air-dried wings of the bat, and the special silver talisman knife..."

Fang Yuan stood up and introduced his products one by one: "How do you feel?"

"marvelous!"

The young man nodded fiercely. People of this age were the most rebellious. Seeing this rebellious style and objects, he felt very tasteful.

As for being in trouble?

Haha... The Kalsa Federation has never restricted laws in this regard, and a dark trend has even emerged recently. More and more young people have a special liking for non-mainstream elements such as skull necklaces, black eye socket shapes, etc.

In comparison, this is nothing.

"What does this rope do?"

The young man walked around and stopped in front of a string of ropes.

"That was a knot made of horseshoe grass. I spent a high price to exchange it from an indigenous tribe on the Black Continent... You should know that the indigenous tribe is very ignorant and does not even have their own words, so I recorded important things in the form of knots... Do you want to buy one? Maybe there is a mysterious ritual recorded in it? I only charge you three silversels."

Fang Yuan's voice gradually became lower.

"No...I just thought, this was just an ordinary knotted rope..." The young man stared at Fang Yuan with a suspicion, as if he was looking at a profiteer: "You actually want to sell a rope for three silver ser? The God of Black Iron as a testimony, three silver ser, I can buy a car of such straw ropes at will!"

“I just suggest!”

Fang Yuan shrugged his shoulders, regained his lazy expression, and continued to sit down and read.

"Book? There are still books here?"

The young man walked to the bookshelf and looked at the sporadic books on it, almost falling apart.

Mollygu glared at the boy fiercely and turned to the side to clean.

"Your maid is so beautiful, where did you hire it?"

The young man stared at Molly Gu's perky buttocks, his Adam's apple swayed and swallowed.

"Pick it up casually..." Fang Yuan's smile became stronger and stronger: "How is it? Young man, have you chosen it?"

"Don't worry, wait!"

The young man responded without sincerity, and suddenly, he grabbed a large piece of money in his hand.

This book is the size of a dictionary, with bright blood-red covers. The dry and yellow pages seem to be stained with blood, and it looks like it is an antique at first glance.

"Vodou Classic...Young man, you really have vision!"

Fang Yuan pretended to be amazed: "This is one of the few treasures in our store! Just one golden punk!"

"Why don't you rob it?"

When the young man heard this, he immediately threw the book back to the bookshelf with resentment.

"How can this make money quickly if you robbery?" Fang Yuan shrugged, as if you like to buy it or not.

"Shit...hit..."

The young man was about to leave when he heard a voice in his ears, which came from the "Vodou Classics".

He couldn't help but feel dizzy. Seeing that everything seemed to have a heavy shadow, he couldn't help but shake his head.

I accidentally saw Mollygu's back, but it seemed to overlap with a certain plant, and I was shocked.

I quickly rubbed my eyes, and when I looked at it again, I found that it was no different from usual.

‘Damn, what the hell is going on?’

Although I really wanted to leave this black shop and the unscrupulous businessman immediately, for some reason, the young man couldn't help but take a step forward, picked up the Volodian scriptures, and turned to the first page:

"When the lightning rolls and thunder sounds,

Let me calm down, bless me with courage,

When the lightning makes thunder roll,

The light from the evening prayer reassures me

Go away, evil, leave with you..."

"This is a protective spell. Below is a sublimation ceremony. Tools are required: stew pot, black snake, wasp, toad, bed bug..."

...

Bang!

The next moment, the book was suddenly closed.

The young man couldn't help but feel anxious. He raised his head and saw Fang Yuan smiling with a gold chain pocket watch: "Sorry... I read books for up to five minutes!"

"I'll buy it, but a golden punk is too expensive!" The young man tried to bargain.

The feeling of flesh and blood made him reluctant to give up.

"No, I'm a businessman! The businessman clearly states the price!" Fang Yuan shook his head.

"Then... can you keep it for me for a while?" The young man rolled his eyes.

"No problem!" Fang Yuan agreed happily this time: "Your name?"

"Simon! My name is Simon!" The young man then thought that he had not introduced himself yet, so he hurriedly said.

"Well, Mr. Simon, I'll give you seven days to raise funds. If you come back within seven days, you can take it away with a golden punk, but if it comes after seven days, I'll be hard to guarantee anything..."

Fang Yuan put the Vodou scriptures back on the bookshelf and made a gesture of invitation.

"OK!"

Simon walked out of the store unwillingly, feeling a strange feeling in his heart: "What the hell is that book...?"

Suddenly, he was shocked to find that he just thought about it a little bit and that the page of spell he saw seemed to be deeply imprinted in his mind and could not be forgotten.

"Sir, I saw a bad look in his eyes. He probably wouldn't faithfully fulfill the agreement!"

Mollygu looked at Simon's back and said to Fang Yuan: "If he comes tonight, can I clean him up?"

"Cleaning it, why?"

A mysterious smile appeared on Fang Yuan's lips: "Since he is so eager for mystery, I should also satisfy his wish..."

In fact, the so-called Vodou scriptures are simply something he made of fakes.

However, although the books are fake, some of the spells and rituals in them are more real than real gold and very effective.

And there is no doubt that Simon is a qualified person.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel more happy. He sat back on the chair and took a sip of hot cocoa.

Next to the cake, on the shrinking cover of the Book of Flesh, huge eyes seemed to blink.

"Very good, Omur does have some relatives in this world..."

When Fang Yuan saw this scene, he suddenly smiled: "Turned by the Book of Flesh and Blood, they will unconsciously move closer to the city of Kimbert where I am. In the future, it will be very interesting..."

"I don't understand, sir, I'm willing to clear you up some of my relatives!" Mollygu was very puzzled. In her opinion, how could those families like mafia dominate the work of those superior masters?

Yugecai, who is adult, has extremely strong combat power among the outer gods' relatives. As long as he does not meet the genuine outer god descendants, such as the dark eye, he can almost run rampant on a planet.

But for some reason, the owner watched the city of Kimbert be invaded by many darkness without any action.

"Mollygu... In the future, learn more about fishing while doing housework!"

Fang Yuan said meaningfully: "Let's learn to enjoy the fun of fishing!"

...

Next, within an afternoon, Fang Yuan received many more guests.

Most of them were scared away by those strange debris and high prices, but some of them carefully bought a few items, all of which were made by Fang Yuan.

Although it is just a small thing, it is very consistent with the nature of customers, so it also has infinite attraction.

At dusk, a blond freckled teenager stepped into the store.

"Welcome, our little gentleman!"

Fang Yuan smiled and greeted him with no hesitation: "This is our second time meeting!"

"Second time?" The freckled boy was a little confused.

"The first time we met was in the morning exhibition. Are you very interested in Vincent?" Fang Yuan stared at the guy who was barely considered a big fish with interest. He clearly felt a trace of fate on the other party: "You can call me Andy!"

"I...my name is Nietzsche!" The blonde boy saluted a little restrainedly: "I'm glad to see you again. I'm just interested in the legendary mystery, and everyone around me said that there are some things in your shop that are... weird!"

Nietzsche's face was obviously not thick enough to a certain extent. When he spoke the last word, his cheeks became a little red.

"It's quite strange, to ordinary people's eyes!"
To be continued...