"Refusing to open during the day and insisting on opening only at night—what kind of hobby is this..." Chen Fei looked at the scene before him and felt like making a jab.
Yesterday, Chen Fei had deliberately found an opportunity to ask Qian Jijiang where he had bought those two candles, and Qian Jijiang had pointed him to this shop.
Chen Fei glanced around. After sensing nothing unusual, he walked into the shop.
"Sir, what do you need?"
A hoarse voice rang out. Chen Fei turned his head and saw a person less than one meter tall, standing on a stool and looking at Chen Fei with a smiling expression.
Chen Fei looked around. It was no different from an ordinary shop, and there wasn't the slightest trace of any sinister, gloomy aura.
"I heard you sell things that counter Weirds?"
Chen Fei looked at the shopkeeper. He had not the slightest aura of a martial artist, but he did not seem quite like an ordinary person either, giving off a very strange feeling.
"Sir, you've come to the right place."
The shopkeeper pulled a Red Candle out from beneath the counter, set it before Chen Fei, and said, "When you encounter a Weird, light this candle, and it can resist the Weird. But it only resists it. If the Weird remains by your side, the candle will burn faster. Once it burns out, the Weird will still kill."
"How much?"
Chen Fei carefully examined the Red Candle and confirmed that it was exactly the same as the one Qian Jijiang had taken out before. Back at the Mountain Village, if not for the Red Candle, several people might well have died.
"One thousand taels each."
"That expensive!"
Chen Fei looked up at the shopkeeper in surprise. All of Chen