Six Realms Internet Celebrity Pharmacy

Time flies, and after Qixi Festival, the Ghost Festival will come as scheduled.Zhuhuichuntang has many underworld fans on the Liujie Dianping app. They even formed a small group to discuss the possibility of organizing a group to visit Zhuhuichuntang in the early morning of July [-]th. By the way, I will show the boss that they have grown back. hair.

Boss Zhu silently replied with a [/smile] expression.

Xie Wuyan Xu was afraid that there would be troubles outside the festival, so he told Zhu Quanze to close the door to thank guests and not open in the middle of July.I wish the boss no objection.After all, with his physique, he really didn't know what ghosts and monsters would be attracted when the gate of hell opened.

Due to the special location of Zhuhuichun Hall, Xie Wuyan had to guard against it, and posted several sneaky and fearful town house charms outside the courtyard.

On the night of July [-]th, Zhu Quanze worshiped his ancestors at home.A simple pot of clean water, a few stacks of side dishes, a plate of fruit, and three sticks of incense.

In the middle of the tablet is Grandpa Zhu Quanze, the previous owner of Huichun Hall.After all, Zhu Quanze has no impression of his parents at all, and was raised by his grandfather alone.

His mother died when he was born.Some people say it's because his horoscope is pure yang, restrains yin and restrains women.Not long after, another car accident happened while his father was driving him.Zhu's father died directly, and Zhu Quanze sat behind because of his small size, saving his life.

From then on, relatives in the family treated him, and everyone avoided him for fear of being too late. Only grandpa treated him well.

The night outside the window is as cool as water, the silver plate is like frost, and the sandalwood incense in the house is silent.Tuantuan didn't know where to shoot the July and a half video, Jiu Ling guarded on the roof, all the paper figures rested and turned into a stack of rice paper.Zhu Quanze looked at the grandpa's spiritual tablet quietly, while Xie Wuyan looked at him quietly.

"A Taoist priest told me when I was young that I was born with the horoscope of Chunyang boy." Zhu Quanze laughed a little self-deprecatingly, "Do you believe this?"

Xie Wuyan was not shy, and nodded frankly.

The so-called boy's life refers to the person who was a child of the fairy palace in the previous life. Maybe he committed a crime, maybe he thought of the world, maybe because of other reasons, he was reincarnated and became a human in this life.People with Tongziming are generally beautiful in appearance and intelligent in spirit, but they are widowed and ungrateful, and their fate is full of hardships.

Ominous.

"Hey," Zhu Quanze sighed softly, "I didn't believe it when I was a child. Later, I felt that this boy's life might really make sense. Grandpa invited me a lot of magical artifacts and spells from Heming Mountain for this, and I don't know Can you change your life?"

"I'm unlucky." Every time I mention this, Zhu Quanze can't help but want to complain, "People who are with me are always unlucky. My college roommates say that I am an ancestral black koi, and I am fooled by T's choice If you want to answer the question, you must choose F. Anyway, avoiding me is avoiding bad luck."

As he spoke, he walked slowly to the window, raised his head slightly, and a trace of loneliness flashed across his usually gentle eyes.After all, habit numbness doesn't mean total relief.

Xie Wuyan's indifferent eyes unexpectedly contained a bit of tenderness, and corrected him: "But even if it is a black koi, those who cherish you will hold it as a treasure."

Zhu Quanze pouted.

The ancestor worship ceremony had long since ended, Xie Wuyan persuaded in a low voice: "Sleep early today?"

"I want to wait a little longer." Zhu Quanze turned around and touched the censer in front of the desk a little embarrassedly, "This is the most precious bronze censer my grandfather had before he was alive. In fact, I secretly sprinkled some soul-inducing incense powder in it. "

Zhu Quanze lowered his voice: "If his soul is still in the underworld, he will come to see me tonight, right?"

Xie Wuyan was taken aback for a moment, then nodded.

Zhu Quanze sighed softly: "Grandpa died of Alzheimer's disease, and I don't know if he still remembers the way home."

Generally, souls without sins are reincarnated directly. Only souls with unfulfilled wishes, or wanting to cultivate merits in the afterlife, or souls with deep sins will appear at the amnesty tonight.Xie Wuyan had guesses in his heart, but he didn't pour Zhu Quanze's cold water, but said quietly: "Okay, I'll wait with you."

His voice was not loud, but it was extraordinarily gentle on this gloomy and quiet night.

The incense was burned one stick after another, but there was always a chilly draft in front of the spirit tablet, and there was no sign of the return of the soul.It was past two o'clock in the morning.

Zhu Quanze was a little frustrated.

Xie Wuyan comforted: "Perhaps your grandpa...has entered reincarnation. It's a good thing."

Zhu Quanze let out a sullen "hmm".

Although the soul could not be summoned, Zhu Quanze dreamed of his grandfather that night.

It seems to be a memory from his past.

Grandpa suffered from Alzheimer's syndrome in the last few years.Zhu Quanze arranged for him to live in the nursing home for the elderly of his university affiliated hospital, which has a special memory care project.

At first, Grandpa's memory was good and bad, he smiled at him when he was good, and ignored him when he was bad.But after his condition worsened, Grandpa couldn't remember anything at all. His whole soul seemed to travel back to more than 30 years ago, but his body still lived in the present.

Every time Zhu Quanze went to visit him, he raised his slightly cloudy eyes and asked the same question tremblingly: "Who are you?"

Zhu Quanze smiled gently every time: "I am Quanze, your grandson."

Whenever this happens, grandpa will show a confused and vigilant expression: "My son is not married yet, and I don't know when he will come back to see me!"

Later, unless the nurse told him that his grandfather was in good condition, Zhu Quanze simply said that he was a college student from the medical school next door and came to the nursing home as a volunteer, so that his grandfather would be more comfortable with him.

Grandpa would play chess with him, practice calligraphy, or tell stories about Taoism and medicine.

He saw his grandfather for the last time, but his grandfather woke up as if he had returned to life, and passed on the "Zhuhuichun Tanglu" to him as if leaving a will.

Zhu Quanze would dream of this clip repeatedly for a long time after his grandfather passed away.And in this dream, Zhu Quanze suddenly found a little thing lying behind his grandfather.Its body is only the size of a baby, but its head is disproportionately large.It has a monkey face and black and red hair.There was only one eye on the monster's face, which took up half of the face, and the blood-red eyeballs rolled around.

Although the eyes are big, its mouth is only the size of a pinhole and has no lips. Like a mosquito sucking blood, it spits out a long, thin orifice.

The red-haired monster was lying behind Grandpa's back, sucking Grandpa's brain.

And grandpa was still babbling and explaining to him about Zhuhuichuntang, ignorant of what was behind him.Zhu Quanze's pupils shrank sharply, because that thing, lying on top of his grandfather, was looking at himself—that one eye was full of naked|naked|naked malice.

Just at the moment of eye contact, Zhu Quanze suddenly woke up from his dream, his heart beating like a drum beside his ears.

They looked at each other, as if they were real.

Zhu Quanze didn't know if he was having a nightmare, or if he had actually seen this thing before, but was prevented by the tranquility spell.

But this time, he did not forget that dream.The red-haired monster lying behind Grandpa's back seemed to be burned on his retina, vivid and fresh in his memory.

Without hesitation, Zhu Quanze stumbled up, found a notebook, and drew the thing in the nightmare.He drew a few pictures in a row, but he was not very satisfied. He crumpled the waste paper one after another, but at this moment, there was a loud explosion from downstairs, which came from the pharmacy.

Zhu Quanze had no choice but to put down his pen temporarily and went downstairs to check.

It turned out that the distillation apparatus exploded.

Previously, the owner of the brothel in the demon world placed a large order, ordering dozens of boxes of Tianzhu essential oil in one go.In the end, I don't know whether the accident happened because of the improper operation of the paper man or the continuous operation of the machine.

The high-concentration Tianzhu essential oil was fried all over the room, and the strong fragrance was slightly provocative and pungent.

Zhu Quanze: "..."