Huzi scratched his head and said, "TV shows always talk about beheading at the third quarter of noon, but I don't know what time that actually is."
"Noon is now 11:45. Think again, wasn't it at this time that the sound of resentment appeared today?" Lu Fei's eyes were bright.
"Hey! It really was!" Hu Zi's eyes widened.
"In ancient times, they chose this time for executions because it was when the yang energy was strongest during the day, which could prevent the executioner from being haunted by ghosts," Lu Fei explained slowly.
"But this is a dull knife, and the prisoner's death was too painful. Although their spirit dissipated, the resentment clung to it."
"Over time, as the resentment accumulated, it would burst out at noon. Ghosts dare not come out during the day, but resentment is not affected."
Hu Zi asked again, "Then why does Qiang Qiang appear at night?"
"Because his time of death was at night. However, the killing intent doesn't differentiate between day and night, so Boss Liang was also affected at night."
"So that's how it is!" Hu Zi suddenly realized, his face showing joy, "Now that the boss has discovered the pattern of this knife harming people, there must be a better way to deal with it, right?"
"That's right, there is a simple solution, but we need to find the farmer who sold the knife to Boss Liang. Hu Zi, I need you to make another trip to the detention center."
"There's no need to go to the detention center. Boss Liang has a record book with the delivery address and phone number. I'll find it now."
At this point, Hu Zi was no longer afraid that the Duobao Pavilion was a haunted house. He hurried over, rummaged through Boss Liang's records, and found the address and phone number of the farmer who sold the knife.
Lu Fei immediately called for a car.
The two of them braved the light rain and it took them three hours to reach the farmer's home.
Lu Fei spent 3,000 yuan to buy three drops of blood from the farmer's middle finger and smeared it on the ghost head knife.
The farmer didn't know what they were up to, but he was very happy to oblige since he could make money just by pricking his finger.
"Old man, thank you!"
On the way back, Lu Fei carried the knife with ease.
Clearly, the threat of this slaughter knife had been neutralized.
"Boss, what's the logic behind this? Why is it enough to smear some blood?" Hu Zi felt there was more to it than met the eye.
"This is called bloodline suppression! Think about it, why did the knife remain harmless at the farmer's home, but caused a tragedy in Boss Liang's hands?"
"It's because the farmer is a descendant of the executioner, and the blood of the executioner flows in his veins. The ghosts and grievances are afraid of the person who killed them. With the bloodline of the executioner suppressing it, of course, it wouldn't dare to cause trouble."
"This is the principle of all things being mutually generated and restrained."
After hearing this, Hu Zi felt his head itching, as if he was about to gain new knowledge.
The rules and taboos surrounding evil objects can be described as profound and extensive.
It really is never too late to learn.
Returning to the pawnshop.
Whether it was at night or during the day, the ghost head knife remained quiet, and Lu Fei and Hu Zi heard no more cries of grievance.
As soon as the sky cleared up, they placed it in the courtyard, arranged with bronze mirrors to bask in the sun.
In less than half an hour, all the killing aura had dissipated.
The evil blade was finally completely subdued.
In the evening, Lu Fei and Hu Zi took their knives, along with incense, candles, and paper money, and entered the Duobao Hall.
"Madam Boss, Qiang Qiang has been released, please rest in peace."
Lu Fei placed the knife on the ground, lit the incense and burned the paper, bowing towards the courtyard.
"Madam Boss, I'll burn more paper for you, hoping that you and Qiang Qiang can have a better life down there." Hu Zi kept adding paper to the fire, his eyes slightly reddening.
When he was still at the Duobao Hall, the boss lady had taken good care of him.
Although Qiangqiang is naughty and likes to play tricks on him, he is especially endearing when he's being cute, even sharing his beloved lollipop with him.
Fortunately, now that the Ghoul Blade has been tamed, it can be said that I've done something for them.
In a corner of the courtyard.
A headless woman's ghost faintly appeared, giving a deep bow to the two of them before disappearing.
This is the business of the dead at Sinisterium Pawnshop.
The dead pawn their possessions to the Sinisterium Pawnshop, and the Sinisterium Pawnshop helps them fulfill their wishes.
Lu Fei inadvertently felt that the warm current in his dantian had increased.
Could it be that receiving a ghost's gratitude can increase one's magical power?
He was very surprised.
Accepting this job was purely out of a momentary soft heart, he didn't expect it would bring him such benefits.
I wonder when I will meet Ye Dang again.
Afterwards.
Lu Fei and Hu Zi went to the detention center again.
When Boss Liang learned that his wife and child had finally found rest, tears streamed down his face.
It seemed that this evil knife had caused the tragedy, but wasn't it also his own greed that brought disaster to his family?
He wanted to transfer all of his property to Lu Fei, but Lu Fei refused.
The shop owner can rest in peace, as the Ghost Head Saber belongs to the Sinisterium Pawnshop. The business has been settled, and he no longer needs to accept anything from Boss Liang.
But Boss Liang insisted on giving it.
With tears in his eyes, he said, "All I ever thought about was making more money! For money, I have also engaged in unjust business."
"At that time, the farmers told me their ancestors had instructed that the saber could only be kept at home for protection and must not be sold, as it might bring bad luck to others who bought it."
"I didn't believe them and forced the farmers to sell it to me for a little money, and in the end, I ended up harming my own family."
"Now, there's nothing I can say. All I want is to go down and atone for the sins to my wife and children as soon as possible. This money is of no use to me. I am truly grateful to you, and I hope you won't reject it!"
But Lu Fei really couldn't accept it, so Boss Liang suggested giving it to Hu Zi, who was taken aback and also refused to take it.
Finally, Lu Fei proposed that he donate the money to those in need.
It would also be an act of accumulating good deeds, and hopefully, in the next life, his family could be safe and sound.
Leave the detention center.
Huzi seemed to have shed a heavy burden, his steps much lighter.
"Boss, I want to have some drinks today."
"Drink! Let's drink together!"
Return to the city.
The two found a street stall near the antique street, ordered some dishes to go with the drinks, and sat down to eat and drink slowly.
It was raining outside.
There weren't many people in the street stall, and the TV was playing a few news reports about missing persons.
"Huzi, Boss Liang must have made quite a bit of money over the years, hasn't he?"
Taking a sip of his drink, Lu Fei looked at Huzi and asked with a smile.
"I don't know the exact number, but it's definitely in the millions," Hu Zi said.
"That's no small amount. Don't you regret not taking the money?"
"Boss, to be honest, I really do regret it now. Don't laugh at me, I've never seen so much money in my life." Hu Zi laughed self-deprecatingly.
"But if I had taken it, I don't think I could sleep for the rest of my life. I, Hu Zi, want to make money, but I also want to earn it through my own skills, not by taking advantage of someone who has nothing left."
"Let's drink."
Lu Fei didn't say anything more and had a good meal with Hu Zi.
After returning.
Lu Fei recorded the transaction and put the ghost head saber in the storeroom.
With the murderous aura and grudges removed, this saber could no longer harm anyone; it had transformed into a blade that could be used to protect a household.
Some big bosses who love collecting antiques like to buy such a saber and place it in their antique rooms.
Antiques often carry a lot of yin energy, and collecting too many can inevitably lead to trouble. Having such a knife to ward off evil and ensure safety is necessary.
The day after Lu Fei put away the knife, a rather mysterious man wearing sunglasses came to his door.
He directly asked to buy that ghost-head knife.