When I saw Big Yellow Rooster cluck at me a few more times, I said a couple more things to it.
"Brother Chicken, can you really understand what I'm saying?"
But this time, Big Yellow Rooster gave no response. It simply squatted on the ground and pecked at rice.
I asked several more questions in a row and realized I'd been overthinking it.
Big Yellow Rooster had eaten my Substitute Talisman, I had also used the Substitute Body Spell on it, and we were even tied together with a red string.
Even if the yellow rooster had some spiritual awareness, it was still an animal without intelligence.
It could only instinctively do certain things; it couldn't truly understand human speech.
I patted its head and said nothing more.
The fourth night had arrived. I wondered what kind of bizarre customers would show up tonight.
The first half of the night passed peacefully. Then, at one in the morning, a customer finally arrived.
As a wave of yin energy swept in, I immediately perked up and rose from behind the counter.
The visitor was a seventeen- or eighteen-year-old kid with dyed yellow hair, wearing bean shoes and skinny jeans. He was a real young tough!
Before I could speak, the yellow-haired ghost spoke first.
"Boss, do you sell machetes here?"
I was completely dumbfounded when I heard that.
This was a Yin Longevity Shop, and he had come here to buy a machete?
"Sorry, we don't sell machetes."
The yellow-haired ghost froze and looked toward the shelves.
"If you don't have a big machete, a thicker fishing rod will do."
The yellow-haired ghost looked aggressive, as if he was gearing up for a fight.
So I asked an extra question.
"Brother, what are you planning to do?"
The little yellow-haired ghost