Otherworldly Merchant

The T-shirt man said faintly: "It was them. ”

I was depressed for a while: "How is Dragon Springs again? ”

“I heard it was about the kaleidoscope lamp, I don't know exactly...” the old man replied.

Kaleidoscope? I take a sip of cool air, it's just a shadow. Why is this organization killing me?

The T-shirt man seemed reluctant for the old man to say more, giving him an eye, and the old man shut up immediately.

Since the T-shirt guy didn't want me to know, I didn't keep asking. Just ask him, what are we gonna do about that cotton bed tonight?

T-shirt men's eyebrows slightly wrinkled: “Do you know who owns that cotton quilt? ”

I shook my head.

“Ming dynasty prostitute, Liu Ru.” The T-shirt man explains: "You know the story of Yoo Ru, right? ”

“Yoo Ru?” I was surprised. I never thought that this ordinary shady thing was involved with Liu Ru. Suddenly the cotton was in my heart's position, slowly rising.

As for Liu Ru, I am naturally clear, presumably because of her legendary life, enough to impress any cultural person?

Liu Ru learned well from Xiao Zhengmin, but because of his poor family situation, he was sold to Qin Huaihe as a prostitute-woman. This Liu Ru is not only young and beautiful, but also full of chess books and drawings. He soon achieved the head of ‘Qin Huai Bayan', and hung the sign of 'selling art without selling himself’. I don't know how many powerful sons and daughters he touched.

Unfortunately, Liu Ru was married three times, but all ended tragically.

At its best, as a college lady, I envied the whole Qin Huai River!

And such a strange woman, with her beauty and wisdom, even a man came to visit her in the most desolate of times, wrapped in a cotton quilt, hated to leave, but for the rest of her life.

We were all shocked by the bright history of this cotton quilt, and it's hard to imagine that it was the last song of a generation of talented women before they died.

The old man obviously had some doubts: “No, did Liu Ru die in Changshu, Jiangsu? How could the body have appeared here? ”

The T-shirt man explained: "Yao Ruyu did indeed die in Changshu. On the day of her death, because of her special status, noble officials who had previously made vows with her mountain alliance could not escape, so no one was present. Ultimately, a few prostitutes - a woman collects money and takes Liu Ruyu's coffin to bury her elsewhere...”

“This cotton quilt is called a golden flower quilt in the pubic circle. It is said that the woman wrapped in this cotton quilt will be well received by Liu Ruyi, and since then, no man has been able to resist. But who would have thought that this cotton quilt was full of resentment from Liu Ru? ”

“That's sick.” Li Mazi said: "To think that wrapped in the relics of dead people, will become a dump in the country, these people have no brains? ”

“There's no way," said the T-shirt man, "because in spring, summer, autumn, and winter, the cotton quilt is cold and cold, wrapped around the body, even in summer, it can still remain undamaged for ten and a half days, and even the corner of the body's mouth will smile. That's why people believe this cotton quilt has a supernatural magic. ”

“Actually, this cold one must have come from Liu Ru's heart, right?” Yin Xinyue said: “After spending a lifetime of emotion, it turns out that all men are lying to her. Anyone who encounters this situation will feel cold. ”

I was devastated.

The old man said viciously: "The poor man must have something to hate! Why kill my grandson if he dies? ”

The man in the T-shirt glanced at the old man and said, "If your grandson doesn't mess with the cotton quilt, will he be in trouble? And I think he must have done something indecent to Liu Ruyu's body, which is why he ended up like this. ”

The old man laughed embarrassingly and didn't say much more.

“Zhang Jiulin, tonight, it is up to you to solve the gold flower quilt!” At this point, the man in the suit suddenly extended a finger pointing to me.

I'm a little scared. Can I ask the T-shirt guy? Is it dangerous? After all, last night, I saw the golden blossoms.

The T-shirt man reassured me that as long as I listened to him, there would be no danger.

The sky soon darkened and the T-shirt man packed his things and brought us to the mess grave.

The temperatures are a little low today, the north wind whizzes, and the sky doesn't even have a star.

I'm a little worried because the T-shirt guy is letting me be the bait and go to bed in that cotton quilt!

When they got to the place, the T-shirt men hid. I took a deep breath, smoked a cigarette, drank two spirits, warmed myself up, and was bold, which led me to the cotton quilt.

Two people have just died here recently, or a messy grave. In such an environment, it is false to say that they are not afraid. But I was relieved when I thought of the T-shirt guy, who was standing by.

I bowed down to the quilt and said, "It's getting late. Go to sleep. ”

After that, I slipped into the cotton quilt.

The cotton duvet had a complex mix of dirt and corpses, which made me sick for a while, but I still couldn't help thinking about something nice and getting myself to sleep.

Golden blossoms are really cold, like tiny ice cellars, making me shake all over.

Strange, in such a cool and terrible environment, people can't fall asleep, but I keep beating the crap out of them, I feel like I can't control my brain, I just want to sleep.

I bite the tip of my tongue, warning myself not to sleep, never to sleep, most likely after closing my eyes, I will never be able to open again!

While I was confused, a familiar voice burst out of my ear, a woman's call, coming from the tomb that had been ripped off.

My nerves are tightening up!

Soon, I felt the cotton being ripped open, and then something came in.

The thing was cold, with a hint of intoxicating human body, and it made me feel like an ape.

I know this thing, it's probably just a ghost living in a golden flower.

Her hands were all over my chest, making my body feel a little warm. But I couldn't open my eyes, and I had to do what the T-shirt guy said, “It's getting late, go to sleep. ”

“Husband.” They suddenly sobbed softly: “I'm leaving you soon, won't you? ”

“Don't be silly.” I replied.

“Alas.” She sighed: "Is that how you men lie to women? Then turn around. ”

So I turned around, and this time I realized I could open my eyes, and when I opened my eyes, I was suddenly scared.

At this moment, I actually came into a luxury room.

As you can see from the setting in the room, this is supposed to be the Ming Dynasty green house style, the carved screen, the Faithful Candle Fire, me and a beautiful woman, lying in bed.

This woman, really beautiful, had red teeth and white lips, and her grapey eyes looked at me with a smile on her mouth, and it revealed a faint sorrow.

Her eyes were deep, and I was kind of souffled by her, and she was full of fear, and some self-esteem.

Her beauty, her sophistication, made me feel a little climbing.

“Husband, if one day I became ugly and broke, would you abandon me?” She asked.

I laughed, “What are you talking about? I wouldn't do that. A couple of hundreds of days, no matter what you become, I'll be there for you. ”

She sighed and said, "I'm afraid you're lying to me. You men don't love to play games. ”

“I'm telling the truth.” I said.

“Really?” she laughed suddenly. “Then I'll see if you mean it to me. ”

Speaking of which, it was dark in front of me, and when the surroundings lit up again, I was suffocated for a while!