Devil's Department Store

Dear customer, of course you did not heed the advice of the devil.

Miser looked at the soul bottle filled to the brim in his hand, and happily added a sum of money to the ledger.

Because he didn't look at the red light, a car accident had turned the previous customer into a vegetable lying on the hospital bed. When the soul was also looking for the missing part of itself, it naturally fell into the hands of the succubus.

To make a deal with the devil, of course, one must be prepared to lose everything.

Miser propped his chin with his hands, and looked at the gray soul surging in the bottle with a smile. The foggy soul reflected all kinds of human pasts, the fists that fell on his wife and daughter, and the people who were thrown in the countryside and could only live by picking up waste. Mothers, and cheating on friends, sexual harassment of ex-colleagues, and young...

Miser frowned, and said disgustedly: "Whoa... this is actually a rapist!"

With so many rubbish qualities in one, it's no wonder that it can only be used as fodder.

The succubus shook the bottle vigorously, and saw that the gray mist began to turn black, with a hint of scarlet in it, which meant that the soul was suffering, and this pain was beginning to turn into hatred.

After all, he just became a vegetable. Although the man's soul is in the hands of the succubus, his consciousness is still connected to his body. His wife and daughter have received a huge sum of money that should have belonged to him in exchange for his soul, and are lying on the hospital bed. While discussing what to do with him.

Obviously, the women who have suffered violence for a long time made decisions that did not make men happy.

Miser is quite satisfied with the current state of the soul. Although this customer is useless, enough hatred can make him break away from the position of monster feed and become a good devil snack.

Although the snacks are not very good, they are better than feed, and the price increase is a profit!

Miser carefully put the bottle into the drawer under the cashier counter like a miser, and then took out the account book from the side cabinet to check.

It's still not enough, Miser looked at it, with a sad face, the repayment date is approaching, and he doesn't know the next prey... He means, when will the next guest come to the door?Defaulting on payments in hell is no fun.

It's no wonder Miser is in a hurry, it's not easy to make a deal with the devil, that is, to have customers come to your door.

First of all, you must have a strong enough desire, and secondly, you need a little bit of luck - there are walking messengers in the world. Although Miser opened a store through a formal channel, it is not good to be careless in front of others. soul.

Only in places that are not seen by the above, can human desires summon the demon department store.

——Speaking of this, Miser couldn't help but start to suspect that his poor business might not be entirely due to the economic crisis. What he has made recently is feed business. I'm afraid the higher-ups despise these souls, so they deliberately leaked them to him?

You must know that the most popular in hell are those noble souls. If such souls can be resold, Miser will really make a fortune.

Holding such doubts, Miser waited for half a month before finally welcoming his next customer.

It was a seven or eight-year-old girl who opened the door. She pinched the corner of her skirt nervously and looked at Miser timidly.

The little girl is not good-looking, with a flat nose, but thanks to her age, she is barely five points cute. She wears a pair of croissant braids, and wears a clean cherry floral skirt. The family took good care of it, so it was really strange to appear in the Devil's Department Store.

From a human point of view, this is an ordinary girl. If there is something different about her, her eyes are probably the only ones. The girl's eyes are very big, and the black eyeballs are clear, like a clear sky, and like a white sky. paper, innocent and kind.

Of course, as a succubus, Miser can see more clearly that the girl has a completely pure soul, which proves that she has never done anything bad or harmed any life since she was born.

Miser is going to take back his foreword. He wrongly blamed the bird people above. It seems that the bad business is the fault of the economic crisis!

Miser couldn't help showing a wretched smile, with the corners of her mouth almost reaching her ears. It wasn't until the little girl took a step back in fear that the devil reacted, quickly restrained her expression, and came out from behind the cashier with a smile.

The ability of the succubus was greatly reduced in front of the pure soul. Miser could only show his best acting skills, squatted down, and asked the little girl with concern: "Little friend, do you need any help when you come here? Brother is very happy." Amazing, any wish can come true for you!"

"Meow!!!!"

Before the little girl could speak, a shrill cat meow interrupted the conversation between the two of them. Then Miser realized that the little girl didn't come alone, and she brought a cat with her.

Most of the cats in the world are born with a passing grade or above, but this cat looks very sloppy, with a big cake face, peas eyes, dirty white hair, and one yellow and one black. Squeezed on the mouth, it looks more wretched than a mouse.

Miser doesn't hate cats. In fact, cats are relatively popular pets in hell, but facing such a wretched cat, Miser really can't feel much compassion.

The cat obviously didn't like Miser either, it bent its body, puffed up its fur, stood between Miser and the little girl, opened its mouth vigilantly towards Miser, and let out a huff.

The girl didn't understand what happened, so she knelt down and comforted the cat while smoothing the cat's fur: "Shh, shhh, Mimi, don't be afraid."

Miser glanced at the cat, saw that the cat was making threatening sounds towards him, but did not intend to urge the little girl to leave, so he couldn't help but smiled contemptuously.

The girl didn't pay attention to Miser's expression. She raised her head and said to Miser with some fear: "I'm sorry big brother, Mimi didn't mean to kill you, so don't drive it away."

With a valuable soul in front of his eyes, how could Miser care about this? He waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I don't blame it. We haven't finished talking yet. Do you have any wishes when you come here? Just say it, Big brother can help you achieve it."

The little girl looked at Miser with her eyes open, and asked hesitantly for a long time, "Really?"

"Of course it's true," Miser nodded with a smile, and said persuasively: "But I also have a request, tell me your wish first, I will help you first, and then you can repay me, okay?"

The little girl seemed a little scared of Miser, she hesitated for a while before she nodded and said, "Okay."

Miser grinned, fearing that the little girl would regret it, she immediately asked, "What is your wish?"

The little girl looked at Miser, blinked her eyes, and said crisply: "I want Mommy not to be sad."

"what?"

Miser was stunned for a moment, he thought that most of the wish of this kind of brat was to buy a Disneyland, or to be the princess of the world, but he didn't expect the other party to make such a wish at all.

Of course, what surprised Miser the most was that the subject of the little girl's wish was not herself, but someone else.

You must know that the Devil Department Store cannot be summoned casually. The most basic point is that the desire in the heart must be unreserved, and most people will have a little hesitation when praying for others, or they are not sincere. Desires cannot attract demons, and Miser has never seen a wish that is sincerely made for others.

The girl misunderstood Miser's reaction, and her emotions became visibly depressed: "Big brother, can't you help me?"

Miser came back to his senses and reviewed how rare and weird he was. It is normal for a pure soul to make a wish for others wholeheartedly. I have never seen such a good thing.

Miser hurriedly said: "No, no, big brother has a lot of solutions. First, let's talk about why your mother is sad. Did your father cheat? Or did she fall in love with someone else and want to divorce? Big brother has a love potion here..."

The little girl half-understood, and shook her head for a long time before saying, "No, it's because I'm sick."

After hearing this, Miser took a serious look at the other party, and found that the girl's face was indeed too pale.

The girl looked a little sad, but she still tried to show an ugly smile, and said: "My illness is very bad, I heard the nurse sister say, I can't stay with my mother for a long time, and my mother is crying every day, I don't want to She is sad again..."

So it was because of this, Miser suddenly realized.

Such a pure soul, at the age of a sprout, has to usher in death early. Compared with the vegetative person in front who is still lying on the bed, it really seems unfair.

It's a pity that the devil doesn't have that much sympathy, and Miser will not remind the other party to make a wish to prolong his life. After all, his repayment period is coming soon. For him, it is better to take away the little girl's soul than sympathy. She is far more important.

"I can help you make your wish come true," Miser said, "I can sell you an obedient little memory-eating monster that will eat your mother's memory when you think you're dying, so you Mom doesn't remember you, so she won't be sad because of you!"

After Miser finished speaking, he said persuasively: "And what you need to pay is your soul after death. Think about it, your mother won't remember you anyway. Once you die, what's the use of keeping your soul?"

The succubus didn't realize how much her words hurt her heart. Miser spoke halfway, and the little girl's big eyes soon filled with tears. The cat meowed anxiously around her, but the tears were still big and big. fell down.

The girl's eyes were as bright as pearls, and Miser choked suddenly, feeling guilty for no reason.

Anyway, this kind of soul can't lie and is easy to deceive, why must it be provoked by the fact that her family doesn't remember her, it's the same for other things...

It was a rare occasion for Miser to be considerate, thinking of another way, but heard the little girl sobbing and saying: "As long as mother is not sad, it doesn't matter if you don't remember me..."

Miser opened his mouth, and the strange guilt became more serious. Just as he was hesitating whether to lead the little girl to complete the deal like this, the cat lying between the two let out another hasty scream. Not only that, He also swung his paw violently at Miser.

Miser leaned back, out of the way.

"Don't touch her, demon," the cat hissed, flicking its tail, baring its teeth at Miser, "I've come to make a deal with you!"

Miser: "..."

He wasn't surprised that the cat could talk, but the voice was so obscene, like a greasy middle-aged uncle!

The little girl probably didn't expect her cat to speak human language, so she was stunned.

Miser came to his senses at this moment, and felt that his previous guilt was really inexplicable. He showed a half-smile expression to the cat, and said politely: "I'm sorry, we have rules here, only make deals with one person at a time, Of course, so do cats."

The cat glanced at Miser and said calmly: "Don't lie, devil, I'm not a human being who is easy to deceive. You only have interests in your eyes. To you, I am more valuable than her."

Miser raised his eyebrows, showing a respectful expression.

The cat took two steps in front of the little girl, and said in a deep voice: "I will come here, of course I have already prepared, I know your business here is not good, I am a Sanhua cat, you know Sanhua Does it mean something?"

Miser thought for a while: "Mother cat? Uh, it doesn't sound like it sounds from your voice, I'm sorry... Infertile?"

cat:"……"

The cat screamed, "I'm a beckoning cat!"

Miser's expression changed. He looked at the cat with a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Leave her alone, I will stay in your store, with me, your store will never lack business." The cat said calmly.

"And I'm already fertile, and a fertile cat can't be sterile." Mao insisted.