Otherworldly Merchant

Zhou Butcher's grin and Yin Xinyue's cry for help gradually became a buzzing sound in my mind.

I feel my consciousness is a little blurred, but my anger feelings are constantly rising, like a little stimulus to erupt a volcano!

At this moment, I just want to find someone to exhale my emotions.

But who can I find? Zhou Butcher is outside the hole, I can't find him to settle the accounts. Zhou Zheng is dead...

Zhou Liang, yes, just because Zhou Liang! If it weren't for him, we wouldn't have gotten that far.

Even though he was dead last week, I rushed up to Zhou's body and stepped on it. I felt like I had crushed his skull and his bones were all over the place.

And when I stepped on Zhou Honest, the T-shirt man rushed up to stop me.

The T-shirt man didn't come up okay. When he came up, I was angry. After all, it's still about the T-shirt guy! He was just meddling, and he actually got us involved.

Now Yin Xinyue and Li Xiaomeng are both dangerous, but he sits there and reads the scriptures like a fine person. The more I wanted to get angry, the more I simply attacked the T-shirt man.

Fortunately, I'm not an opponent of T-shirt men, and T-shirt men gave me a uniform three times and two times.

My anger is getting stronger and my anger is getting stronger. Now all my anger is focused on the T-shirt man!

Seeing this scene, the Chow Butcher jumped right off.

Even if he stood right in front of me at this moment, I had no idea how desperate I was to fight him. I was just thinking, wait to kill the T-shirt man, then go clean up Zhou's butcher no later...

It is incomprehensible for a person to lose control in rage.

I didn't even know why I was being so ridiculous.

Chow's butcher looked at me with a smile: "Did you hate this man? Let me help you, if it weren't for him, you'd still be blowing air conditioners at home eating hot pots, living comfortably, being locked in a cave like an animal. ”

The butcher Zhou didn't say it was okay. He said I was even angrier.

Yeah, if it wasn't for the T-shirt guy, I'd still be dating my beloved, seeing a movie, enjoying the world for two! Where will this sin take place and even endanger Yin Xinyue's life?

Zhou's butcher read words, and suddenly I felt a strange evil wind blowing in the hole. The wind was cold and it gave me goosebumps, but it didn't wake my consciousness.

With this gust of wind, I found the dry corpses who had been dead for many years, and they actually moved. They stood up as if they were machines, standing up straight and surrounding our group.

The T-shirt man screamed badly, avoiding me, and went to clean up the dry bodies.

I naturally wouldn't let the T-shirt man get away, so as soon as he dodged, I glued it on like a magnet, hugging the T-shirt man and ripping and biting.

And those dry corpses also fell on the T-shirt men. Although the dry corpses died many times, they felt like they had infinite power. They pressed the T-shirt men under their backs, and the T-shirt men were becoming less resistant...

Even though the T-shirt man lacked the strength to resist, he still had a slight lip movement, reading the Moral Scriptures. He still controls his anger and calms himself down.

Watching the T-shirt man fall to the ground, it seemed to be over, but I suddenly found Zhou Hon's body moving.

Yes, although my head had been smashed and my bones flew far away, the body still stood up from the ground, as if it were a spring, and fell on Zhou's butcher.

The Zhou butcher was completely unanticipated that Zhou's honest body would attack him and immediately began to recite the spell. I saw the five grain bags floating in the middle of the air and finally fell into the hands of Zhou butcher.

As Zhou's butcher prepared for the next move, Zhou's honest body burst into flames. Almost instantly, he spread all over his body. Zhou's butcher was also lit by the fire. He yelled in pain.

And as Zhou's butcher was trapped in the fire, I gradually felt my consciousness become clearer, but the anger of the cavity was still difficult to quench.

The T-shirt man also finally had a chance to resist. When he pulled his sword and swept the dry body in front of him, he immediately shouted on it and let Yin Xinyue and Li Xiaomeng rescue us.

Yin Xinyue and Li Xiaomeng found the rope. The T-shirt man tied me to the rope. I struggled angrily and wanted to settle with the T-shirt man, but I was pulled out a little bit...

I don't know how long it took for me to finally calm down, feel less excited, and stop hating T-shirt men so much.

The flames in the cave were abundant, and the red flames, like python snakes, roamed the cave.

There must be fire everywhere in the cave right now, right? And I can still hear Chow Butcher screaming. This sound is too loud, such as Lei Gwang Ear, it makes my scalp numb. I can imagine the scene where the body of Zhou's butcher was burned a little bit, the blood vessels burst, the skin was coarse and dark...

Rolling smoke attracted fruit farmers down the mountain and ran up to see the noise.

When they learned that the Zhou butcher had burned inside, none of them called the police. Although we suspected that the fire had been set in motion, they did not blame us. After the fire was extinguished, they quietly descended.

I was curious to ask the T-shirt man, why didn't the villagers care about Chow's death?

The T-shirt man told me that Zhou Butcher had been working hard in the village on weekdays, forcibly buying and selling, and that the villagers had already been sick of him. It's just that the butcher is tall this week, and there are still five bags in her hand, and nobody dares to offend him.

It wasn't until the flames were completely extinguished that T-shirt men and I entered the cave again.

The scene was full of wolves, and Zhou's butchers and those dry bodies were all burned into coke and exposed to Sensen's white bones.

Zhou's butcher still grabbed the sack before he died. The five grain bags are actually intact, except for the appearance of rough hemp smoked black, nothing else is different.

In addition, I found two strange dry bodies.

The two corpses were not burned down and remained in a sitting position, with the waist bar pulled out and motionless.

Though his epithelium was wrinkled and barbecued at high temperatures, he still held his hand and had no intention of retreating at all.

Looking at the two dry bodies, the T-shirt man sighed, then knelt down on one knee and bowed deeply.

If I'm not mistaken, these are the bodies of Bay and Uncle Qi, right? Even in the face of the flames of the bear, the two are still in high wind festival, unyielding, this is the true saint.

I also worshipped with the T-shirt man.

The T-shirt man feared that the hungry ghost hole would be exploited again by someone with a heart, so we went out and found a lot of stones to seal the hole completely.

Then he gave me the five bags and said he could sell them for a good price.

I'm a little embarrassed. Am I an unprofitable, premature businessman in T-shirt men's minds?

The T-shirt man saw what I was thinking and said with a smile: “A gentleman loves wealth and has a way of getting it. As long as he doesn't think like the butcher Zhou, he thinks of some crooked ideas. Even if he came into this business to make money, it's actually a practice...”

Yeah, and since ancient times, people have done more than 360 jobs?

But whether you're the prime minister of the state or picky shit.

Everyone deserves respect if they do it with all their heart and without doing anything to undermine their own self.

I've heard of hundreds of thousands of businessmen who specialize in exchanging junk foods, trashing countries, and eventually destroying families, not even newborn children are spared.

I've also met a vegetable vendor who's got a lot of conscience to give, a lot of weight, and ended up living to be 98.

It's not that it's not too late! That's the truth if the ancestors stay.