Sinisterium Pawnshop: Exclusive to Malevolent Objects

　　"But he said he was Xiao Qin's boyfriend and that Xiao Qin was murdered."

　　Lu Fei stared fixedly at Lulu.

　　Lulu lowered her head, looking somewhat guilty, then quickly raised it again, speaking loudly, "He's lying! Don't be fooled by him!"

　　"Zhang Shan is a complete scumbag! He drinks, gambles, and prostitutes, and he even conned Xiao Qin out of her money! Xiao Qin might have jumped off the building because he broke her heart!"

　　From this single sentence, Lu Fei could confirm that this woman had long known that Sister Ling was actually Xiao Qin's ghost.

　　She was truly cunning, able to lie without hesitation.

　　If it weren't for finding Zhang Shan, she would have managed to keep it all hidden.

　　Her inner nature matched her current appearance perfectly.

　　Huzi frowned, wanting to curse, but was stopped by Lu Fei lifting his hand.

　　"Alright, no more of these digressions. Since the trouble is resolved, we should talk business. Miss LuLu, how do you plan to pawn this urn? As a dead pawn or a live pawn?"

　　Lu Fei took out paper and a pen.

　　LuLu's eyes turned, and she said with a smile, "Mr. Lu, you said this kind of wood is very valuable."

　　"That's right." Lu Fei nodded.

　　"Then, can I pawn it for more?" LuLu asked tentatively.

　　"Please name your price."

　　Lu Fei made a gesture. It wasn't as if Sinisterium Pawnshop was some kind of black market; naming the price was the customer's right.

　　"I, I want to pawn it for two hundred thousand!" Greed flickered in LuLu's eyes.

　　Huzi gritted his teeth, wanting to hit someone.

　　Lu Fei, with a calm expression, said, "This piece of yinchen wood has been divided into four parts, and its appearance has been ruined. It's not worth much on the market."

　　"Then how much is its market value?" LuLu asked excitedly, looking at Lu Fei.

　　"At most 2,000, and that's the price for a dead pawn," Lu Fei replied indifferently.

　　Market price is market price, but Sinisterium price is Sinisterium price.

　　Sinisterium Pawnshop only buys low.

　　There's no way to get a bargain from Sinisterium Pawnshop.

　　"2,000?"

　　LuLu was taken aback; the difference was too large. But she had offered the price on a trial basis, thinking something was better than nothing.

　　Anyway, she still had some savings. She could use them to get some plastic surgery, and maybe there would be a chance for a comeback one day.

　　"So, do we have a deal?"

　　"Deal!"

　　Lu Fei wrote out the pawn ticket.

　　Lulu signed it and placed her fingerprint on it.

　　The pawn ticket was made in duplicate.

　　Lu Fei immediately transferred two thousand yuan to her.

　　"Thank you so much, Manager Lu! I'm really lucky to have you save me this time. I don't even know how to thank you." Lulu forced a smile at Lu Fei.

　　"No need to be formal. Taking in evil objects and eliminating disasters for people is just business." Lu Fei smiled.

　　Lulu touched the scar on her face and said, "Manager Lu, do you have any treasures that can restore my appearance?"

　　"No."

　　"Then when I've healed my face, I will come back and properly repay you."

　　"The transaction is settled, no need for that. Goodbye, Miss LuLu."

　　Lu Fei stood up and made a gesture to see her off.

　　LuLu wanted to chat with him a bit more to get closer, but seeing his cold attitude, she smiled and left in disappointment.

　　"Boss, this woman is full of bad intentions and is also greedy. I think even 2,000 is too much," Hu Zi said indignantly.

　　"Business is business, and grievances are grievances! Sinisterium Pawnshop has always done only business and not involved in grievances," Lu Fei said with a smile. "2,000 to settle the karma, it's worth it! This piece of yin wood can bring me a hundred times the profit!"

　　"Oh?"

　　Hu Zi was stunned again.

　　"Didn't you just say that its appearance was damaged and it wasn't worth much? Are you lying to her?"

　　"Of course not, we at Sinisterium Pawnshop are not some shady shop!"

　　"Then?"

　　"This is the capability of our Sinisterium Pawnshop." Lu Fei gave a mysterious smile.

　　However, dark wood is rare, and he did not plan to sell it.

　　"How could I have forgotten that! Sinisterium Pawnshop can turn evil into treasure. Once it passes through your hands, that evil object becomes something else!" Hu Zi slapped his forehead, "But I still think it was too cheap for that bitch! She killed her good sister and ended up getting away with it. What kind of justice is that?"

　　"For someone like her, disfigurement is the best retribution! The scars left by such negative energy are not something that medical aesthetics or technology can cure. If she thinks about making a comeback, she's dreaming."

　　Actually, Lu Fei had a way to cure her face, but he didn't want to.

　　"That's great then." Hu Zi felt much better in his heart.

　　"Also, do you really think that the ghost raiser will let her off the hook?" Lu Fei continued.

　　"Right! If it were me, and my girlfriend was driven to jump from a building, I'd seek revenge even if it meant my death! How can a real man not have some backbone and spirit?!"

　　"If she had shown any remorse just now, I might have given her a few words of warning. Unfortunately, her bones are rotten to the core, and there's no saving her."

　　Lu Fei chuckled and stretched as he went back to his bedroom to sleep.

　　A deal that has been accepted cannot be left undone, but now that the transaction is complete, whatever happens to Lulu in the future has nothing to do with Sinisterium Pawnshop anymore.

　　Huzi suddenly felt a sense of relief in his heart.

　　Nighttime.

　　In an urban village, a shabby little house.

　　Zhang Shan shut the windows and doors tightly and sat alone in front of the altar, holding a sharp dagger in his hand.

　　On the altar was a paper packet containing Xia Qin's ashes.

　　"Xia Qin, could you really bear to leave me like this?"

　　With a cold expression, he picked up the dagger and aimed it at his own heart.

　　"You can't go! You said we would never be separated..."

　　Gritting his teeth, he drove the dagger fiercely into his heart.

　　Ding!

　　But at this moment, a bluish-gray shadow suddenly leapt out from somewhere and violently knocked the dagger away.

　　Zhang Shan turned his head and saw a small, bluish-white ghost, crouching on the offering table like a beast, with its malformed feet pressing down on Xiao Qin's ashes.

　　"Master..."

　　Zhang Shan was greatly alarmed and immediately became flustered.

　　Then, the door slammed open, and a tall, gloomy figure slowly walked in.

　　This person exuded a dark and foreboding aura, with his face hidden in the shadows, his eyes sharp as knives.

　　"Master, I was wrong!"

　　Zhang Shan hurriedly knelt down before the man.

　　"Do you still have the nerve to call me Master?" A cold, hoarse voice came from the tall figure, and it seemed he had not opened his mouth.

　　"Master, the disciple did not mean to! It's just that someone killed the disciple's wife, and in order to seek revenge, the disciple had no choice but to steal the dark wood."

　　Zhang Shan bent down, his back trembling with fear.

　　"No choice?" The tall figure laughed coldly, sharp eyes scraping harshly over Zhang Shan's back. "Can a single 'no choice' justify stealing your master's belongings? If you had even more grievances, would that mean you should be given the entire sect?"

　　"The disciple absolutely does not dare! I only want to use the dark wood to revive my wife, and after it is done, I will definitely return it!" Zhang Shan was drenched in sweat.

　　"Is that so?" The tall figure extended a corpse-like, ashen hand and flicked the paper packet containing the ashes.

　　The little ghost leapt away, and the paper packet immediately ignited with green flames, turning to ashes in an instant.

　　"Alright, your wife is now thoroughly dead. You can return the dark wood to me, can't you?"

　　Zhang Shan felt a chill run through his body and collapsed.

　　"Hand it over!" The tall figure's voice suddenly turned icy.

　　"The dark wood is gone..." Zhang Shan said woodenly.

　　The tall figure burst into a rage, instantly moving in front of Zhang Shan like a shadow enveloping him.

　　"Where is the Yinchumu?"

　　Zhang Shan was dumbfounded, a cold glint appearing in his eyes as he slowly said, "Sinisterium Pawnshop!"