Otherworldly Merchant

Hey, hey, hey!

A strange laugh suddenly came from the lobby, and I looked immediately.

But the lobby is empty. Where is it?

But when my eyes finally fell on Li Mingming, I stopped.

Behind Li Mingming, four or five shadows appeared in the sky. Each shadow is very shallow and does not look like Li Mingming's shadow, as they maintain a very different movement from Li Mingming's.

Li Mingming hugged the chicken with his hands and did not move. And the other four shadows, they all raised their hands over their heads, and they didn't know what they were doing.

As I was preparing the old man to act, Li Mingming suddenly sounded like he was hiccups and then spasms all over the floor like a dog.

The big cock in his arms also instantly flew out of Ming Li's arms, pecking rice particles on the ground.

Because the rooster and Li Mingming were tied together by a red rope, and now they are, to some extent, ‘identical in life', so as the rooster kept pecking rice particles on the ground, Li Mingming kept nodding, ‘pecking' up.

It's just that he's not really a 'pecker' because every time he lowers his head, his head hits the ground hard and makes a bang bang. I think he's bleeding out of his forehead. If he keeps doing this, I'm afraid his brains will have to come out.

It's too late, we have to do it in advance!

I nodded at the old man immediately, and the old man came out of the corner with a butcher's knife and cut him hard on the cock's head.

The cock's head was cut off and the blood was all over the place. Its body was still beaming, and the blood stained the living room red.

I grabbed the two yellows and squeezed the blood out, dropping it on Li Mingming's neck.

It's not easy to do this. After all, Li Mingming is still learning to puff the rooster and roll around. It's so easy for me to drip yellow blood on Li Mingming's neck.

Soon, the rooster beamed for a short time, completely quiet, and Li Mingming was paralyzed on the ground.

The old man asked me nervously if Li Mingming was going to die. I shook my head and asked him to look closely.

Not long after Li Mingming was paralyzed on the ground, several shadows beneath his feet gradually peeled off from him, drifting a little bit to the rooster.

That scene was really creepy, a big, immobile rooster with four shadows under his feet!

Those shadows seemed to be pulling the rooster's hair, constantly pulling the rooster's body.

After a few games, a few shadows went back to Ming Ming Li's feet.

My heart's pounding. What's going on? Did they find out it was a "life exchange" and something was wrong?

While thinking about it, Li Mingming stood up from the ground, and the shadows instantly synthesized a shadow.

I clearly found out that the shadow still had a book in its hand. Shit, I still can't seem to fool those old men. The dead spirit in the Tai Guo Law really came out.

Li Mingming's eyeballs rolled up, his toes clasped up and walked to the window step by step.

The old man freaked out, holding the slaughter knife, I was afraid that the old man would do something extraordinary. One hand took the slaughter knife off and made him pay attention to Li Mingming's movements.

Li Mingming was stiff and walked a little towards the window.

Looks like they want Li Mingming to jump.

The old man shuddered and asked me what to do? What else can we do? I can only watch Li Mingming go by. I really fight Tai Gong's dead spirit. I am definitely not the other party's opponent.

Li Ming walked to the window with difficulty, picked up the Tai Guo Law and read it carefully.

I cautiously grabbed a thick rope and tied Li Mingming up, in case he really jumped out the window.

However, after a long wait, I didn't see any movement from Li Mingming. I only saw Li Mingming taste like reading a book. He was a god and seemed obsessed.

Dead is such a learned ghost, it's really fucking rare, I suddenly think this ghost is a bit funny.

Just thinking about it, Li Mingming suddenly dropped the book and then quietly paralyzed on the ground.

And looking at the shadow behind Li Mingming, there was no trace.

I'm relieved, it seems the spirit didn't mean to kill Ming Ming Li.

The blood mist that has been on the Tai Guo Law has dissipated a little bit...

I immediately lit three incenses next to the book. The three incenses burned slowly, all scattered in the direction of the book.

Li Mingming woke up a little bit. After he woke up, he seemed to have changed personally. His attitude towards the old man changed by 360 degrees. He kept apologizing to the old man.

The old man surprised me. I thought Li Mingming was still in a 'ghost state’.

I immediately asked Li Mingming what he saw when he was in a coma.

Li Ming smiled bitterly at Lian, pointing me to the Tai Guo Law.

I immediately picked up the Tai Guo Law and turned to look at the front page. Li Mingming had been staring at the front page just now.

The first part, however, is loyalty, not the so-called technique of soldiering.

“Respect, is the roots of solitude. The elders are worldly and the hearts and minds demand it...”

It seems that the Prince's spirit did not intend to take Li Ming's life, it was just teaching him how to respect his old age.

Li Mingming looked at me with a headache: “To be honest, I'm not the kind of person who bullies the old man. Isn't this what the world is forcing me to do? Older people experience the wind and contribute to society. Old age and old age deserve to be respected by society. However, the existing system does not protect their rights and interests...”

“I'm ashamed to hear you say that.” The old man laughed dumbly: “Actually, I'll find somewhere to set up a stall. I'm just pissed off, but you city stewards...”

“For thousands of years this class contradiction could not be solved by any great man, let alone the two of you.” I laughed, "Isn't it all about living? All right, I'm leaving. You two, let's get on with it. ”

Before leaving, the old man had to give me the Tai Guo Law and maybe it would help me in the future.

I laughed happily, not to mention it was a shadow, and the historical value of the book alone would make me a pot full of money.

But I didn't plan to do it. I couldn't resist such historic antiques!

Huaxia is a ceremonial Dabang, and since ancient times there has been talk of respect for the elderly and children. But it is clear to me that the so-called etiquette, merely pretending, is truly the title of Dabang.

It is not fair that older generations, who have devoted their lives to the country, when they are old and weak, cannot be cared for by society and instead let them struggle for a livelihood.

This is not a person. A policy can solve this problem. Alert the world to care more about the elderly, and be faithful to the elderly. Can you solve this contradiction once and for all?