The Doctor In the Steampunk World - Chapter 8 old Ethan

The sudden movement of the shadow ghost made Simon a little overwhelmed. What was even more surprising was that he actually used an unknown method to get the magic energy out of the ghoul's body and eat it.

To be honest, Simon is really confused at the moment.

Then I was worried. What it eats is magic energy. Can that thing be eaten casually?

He shares the same root with Shadow Ghost, and he is really worried that something will happen to him.

What exactly is going on.

The shadow ghost should be under his control. Why does the shadow ghost act on its own?

Could it be that ghost ghosts have autonomous consciousness?

This is too ridiculous.

The abnormal behavior of the ghost ghost made Simon feel a little scared.

He tried to find out the problem, but he couldn't find the answer at all.

In the end, she could only leave in despair.

Simon went to the toilet again under the pretext of having diarrhea, and the ghost crawled in through the window.

With complicated eyes, she looked at the ghost standing quietly.

"Who are you?" Simon whispered cautiously.

The shadow ghost stood motionless, without any change.

Simon walked back and forth in the toilet helplessly, thinking about whether to put the ghost in his body.

The shadow ghost just ate the magic energy. If it is taken back into the body, will the magic energy contaminate his body? It's life-threatening.

When Simon hesitated, Pippen's voice came from outside the door.

"Simon, are you all right?"

"I'm fine." Simon replied quickly.

"How are you? I'm going to the toilet too."

"I'm fine, wait a moment."

Simon was in the toilet for a long time, and Pippen was suspicious.

Simon looked at the shadow ghost, and gritted his teeth: "It's a blessing, not a disaster, it's a disaster that can't be avoided, just die if you die."

The shadow ghost walked towards Simon and merged into Simon's body. Simon pretended to have just finished using the toilet and went out.

Pippen could only be outside, looking at the toilet and looking at Simon suspiciously.

Simon tried his best to stay calm: "I thought it was diarrhea, but I squatted for a long time, but there was nothing. Go to the toilet, I'm going to rest first."

He entered the room to rest without turning his head, and did not fall asleep immediately after lying down. His mind was very irritable, and it was actually about ghosts.

In the morning, it was just dawn. It was York who called him up, and Simon checked the black boss's wound, which was a little pus. Then checked other people's wounds, and when there was no problem, York took Simon away.

He returned to Hennington Street without a hitch, and went to Father Manning's restaurant first.

It was past breakfast time, and there were very few people in the shop. As always, Father Manning sat behind the counter and wiped the wine glasses.

"Simon, you don't look very good." Old Manning joked with a smile.

Simon squeezed out a smile in embarrassment. He is very worried now, and he is still worried about ghosts.

"Follow me." Old Manning walked out of the counter and led Simon into the lounge of the restaurant.

"Lisa, I want two pork rolls." Simon shouted towards the kitchen.

"The black boss was treated with a reward of 5,000. He also treated several of his subordinates and received more than 1,000. The reward is a total of 6,000. This is a commission."

Simon took out a roll of Red Eagle coins, and then took out two more and handed them to Old Manning. This is a commission.

Old Manning only took a roll of Red Eagle coins and handed the two Red Eagle coins back to Simon.

"I just introduced you a business, and I didn't introduce you to another business, so I won't take any commissions."

"Yes, I'm in financial difficulties now, so I'm welcome." Simon put two hundred yuan in his pocket.

Old Manning took a thousand dollars in commissions, and he was also very happy. Take two cigars from the counter, throw one to York and the other to Simon.

"Please smoke."

"Hey, Danji cigar, this cigar costs about twenty dollars, you are really extravagant, Daddy Manning. I'm welcome."

Simon had never smoked a cigar. He wanted to try it. He happily lit the cigar, took a sip, and choked on himself.

"Hahaha, cigars are not cigarettes. You can't smoke them in big gulps. You have to take small sips and taste them slowly." Father Manning showed him a demonstration with a look of enjoyment on his face.

Simon gradually grasped the essentials, and the smoking was not bad.

Simon II has never smoked cigars, he always feels that smoking cigars is very special.

How can I say it, it's a kind of compulsion. For example, when Daddy Manning smokes cigars, he has a big boss style, very imposing and domineering.

It is estimated that because cigars are much thicker than ordinary cigarettes, thick things are naturally extraordinary, Simon muttered in his heart.

At this time Lisa brought in two pork rolls, and Simon gave the money and took the pork rolls.

"Father Manning, I have something to do, so I'll go first." Simon was eating a pork roll in one hand and a cigar in the other, looking nondescript.

Simon didn't go home. The abnormality of the ghost last night made him uneasy, and he had to find a way to solve it.

After walking through two blocks, I found a small alley with a very remote location.

There is a small shop in the alley.

The sign reads Ethan Antiques.

Simon walked in, and next to the counter of the shop, a very energetic white guy was wiping the antiques on the counter.

"Doctor Simon, good morning." The boy greeted with a smile.

"Good morning, Jacques."

"Where's old Ethan?" Simon asked.

"The boss is arranging things inside, I'll call the boss." Jacques pointed to the back room, and then walked quickly to the back room.

Simon stood in the store and looked at the antiques, jade china, ancient paintings, weapons, bones, and everything on display.

Simon knew that most of the antiques here were fakes, and some of them were genuine, but they were of improper origin, and some were even funerary objects.

On the surface, this is an antique shop, but secretly it is a black shop selling contraband.

As long as you can afford the money, things that are banned in the market, such as weapons and medicines, can be obtained here.

Simon works as a black doctor on Hennington Street and needs all kinds of drugs, especially anti-inflammatory drugs. He doesn't have a doctor's license, so he can't buy it from regular channels.

Old Manning recommended this store to him, and he bought all his medicines from here.

Not only that, the magical energy items he needed earlier were also bought from here.

Anyway, the owner of this shop is very talented.

After a while, an old man dressed like a gentleman in a tuxedo and holding a cane walked over with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Simon, I haven't seen you for a few days." Old Ethan was very enthusiastic.

This old man is the owner of this antique shop, and everyone calls him Old Ethan.

Simon found that the names of many shops here are based on the names of the shop owners.

"What do I need this time, I can get a lot of goods here."

"What am I doing here if I don't buy anything?"

When Old Ethan heard this, the smile on his face became even wider.

"Before that, let me ask you a question."

"You said."

"Where did you get the magic ore I sold from you last time?" Simon asked.

"I can't tell you that." Old Ethan shrugged.

"I'll give you fifty dollars, how about it?" Even though old Ethan looked like a gentleman, Simon knew that he regarded money as his life. In order to find out whether the abnormality of the shadow ghost is related to the magic energy ore, it doesn't matter if you spend a little money.

Old Ethan rubbed his hands, thought for a while, and said with a smile, "One hundred yuan, I'll tell you."

"Okay, just 100 yuan." Simon took out a red eagle coin readily and handed it to old Ethan. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

Just as old Ethan was about to take it, Simon pulled it back immediately: "Don't fool me with fake news."

"Don't worry, what kind of character is my old Ethan? Doing business is about sincerity, and I won't lie to you."

"It's really stupid to believe what you said." Simon muttered in his heart.

Old Ethan took the Red Eagle coin, flipped through it happily, and put it in his pocket.

"The magic ore you bought last time was sold to me by an earth mouse."

The earth mouse refers to the tomb robber. One of the channels of old Ethan is the earth mouse, so there are many funerary items in his shop.

Old Ethan raised his head to look at Simon, hesitated and said, "Just to remind you, it's best to throw away that piece of magic ore."

"Why?" Simon asked with a frown.

"It's unlucky, after all, it's an underground thing!" Old Ethan shrugged.

Simon frowned even more, and the reason was too lame.

There were no one hundred or eighty grave goods in old Ethan's shop, and he never saw him throw it away.

"Old Ethan, there's something wrong with that piece of magic ore, right?"

"I didn't say it, I felt unlucky. Let me tell you, the items sold in my store will not be returned." Old Ethan fooled.

"Old Ethan, you have a lot of funerary items in this shop. If you're afraid of bad luck, why do you keep them?"

"Anyway, I reminded you, what to do is up to you." Old Ethan waved his hand.

Simon still wanted to spend money to buy the answer, but Ethan was unwilling to answer. The more he didn't answer, the more Simon felt that there was a secret, maybe even the reason for the abnormality of the shadow ghost.

"If you don't buy anything, leave quickly, don't delay my business."

Old Ethan was a little impatient and was about to drive people away.