Otherworldly Merchant
Chapter 259: Angry Ringtone
The T-shirt man comforted me without worrying, the vagina had his trick, definitely fine.
I'm relieved to hear the T-shirt guy say that.
At this point, the T-shirt man's phone rang and the T-shirt man glanced and said it was the customer.
Turns out the main customer was looking at the T-shirt guy who hadn't been home all night, so he was worried about calling to ask.
The T-shirt men comforted each other that they had found the soul, it was safe, but they accidentally harvested more than twenty souls, it should be near the neighborhood, let him ask for help, who had the same symptoms?
After listening to each other, they were a little upset. They said I paid for it. You just have to do everything you can to protect my son. Why bother with other people's business? I'm glad something happened to them. My son's college entrance exams are missing a lot of competitors.
The T-shirt man said coldly: "People are in a hurry. People are in a hurry just like you. Don't be so mean, right? ”
The other party's attitude is still tough, even threatening T-shirt men to mind their own business and not paying T-shirt men any more commissions.
Is the T-shirt man the guy who folds his back for three dozen meters? Of course not, so he didn't hesitate to hang up directly.
He called the T-shirt man several times, but the T-shirt men hung up directly.
Until the other party called for the tenth time, the T-shirt man had lost his temper and had to agree to the T-shirt man's terms to send someone to inquire.
Not everyone, like this customer, has the right to find a T-shirt man. Most people still have to watch their children go mad, but there's nothing they can do.
The T-shirt man asked me to tell him everything I knew. So I said it to the T-shirt guy again.
Among them, I focused on the red onions. The man who bought the 24 red onions must be the culprit! The T-shirt man also agreed with the nod, saying that we had to find the man who bought 24 red onions, and the old lady who sold red onions, or maybe not.
The T-shirt man offered to meet the old lady, and I took the T-shirt man to find the old lady, even if I said yes.
However, we searched a few laps nearby and couldn't find the old lady. I checked the community door guard room and was told that the old lady had stopped coming since yesterday.
The T-shirt man frowned and immediately asked the doorman if he knew the old lady, if she was a neighbor?
The doorman shook his head vigorously, saying that he had never seen the old woman before, that he had suddenly been selling red rice noodles here for a while, and the business was good, saying that it was red rice noodles that would protect the child to find an ideal score.
The T-shirt man's eyebrows were all wrinkled up and he asked me if I had touched the red one.
I told you, I came all the way here yesterday. Why?
The T-shirt man immediately raised his head, stared me dead in the eye, saw my heart faint, always felt something was wrong.
I looked at the T-shirt man in awe: "What... what's wrong? There's nothing wrong with that. ”
The T-shirt man stared at me for a while and seemed a little faint, but he shook his head in the end and said there was nothing wrong. Let's go home. It's most important to return those lonely spirits tonight.
The T-shirt man refused to say, I don't think it should be a big problem, so I didn't ask much, so I followed the T-shirt man back.
When he got back, the T-shirt guy started walking around the room, seemingly looking for something.
I think the T-shirt man is looking for shady objects, so I told the T-shirt man that I also looked yesterday. I also asked Ms. Wu, who told me that there were no antiques in her family.
If the T-shirt man nods thoughtfully, he doesn't keep looking, but he rests and rests on the couch.
And Xiaoqing walked out of the room, so I immediately called Xiaoqing to ask if Xiaoqing had bought a red maize from downstairs?
Xiaoqing said that she bought it. Many of her classmates bought it. She said that it would improve learning efficiency and ensure that the college entrance exam would achieve a good result.
I was helpless for a while. What did the proud sons of these days think, putting their lifelong happiness on a red beard?
So I asked Xiaoqing, can we still find the red one?
Dawn shook her head, helplessly said she didn't know what was going on. The red beard disappeared somehow the other day, and she didn't know where she was going. By the way, what does that redneck have to do with me?
I shook my head in a hurry and said it was all right. Just let it go and focus on the college entrance exam.
Dawn nodded her head and glanced at the T-shirt man again. Her expression stopped. I knew Dawn should have wanted the T-shirt man's phone number, but I'm sorry, but I finally didn't ask.
This T-shirt guy is incredibly charming.
It's a shame that T-shirts men don't move into the entertainment world in this time of meat rush.
The night soon arrived and I followed the T-shirt man out.
Mouse seniors had left long before daytime. As a reward, the T-shirt man gave the rat seniors two medium spiritual characters, and gave the rat seniors a bad time. To be honest, the next time you have trouble with him, go straight to him.
I followed the T-shirt man to a sewer in front of a park green belt.
The T-shirt man pinched a trick on the sewer, dropped a black spell, and there was movement inside the well cover of the sewer.
It seemed that someone was clanging at the top of the well, and the T-shirt man bit his teeth and shouted "open” in his mouth, and the top was immediately bounced off.
One of the shadows flew from below, and it was the dead man with the lantern.
Dead people are dirty, their life vests are covered in garbage water, and they stink.
The cheeks covered with foundation also turned black and purple, I know that this is a symptom of corpse, it seems that even though the T-shirt man has a powerful power on it, he still can't hold back so many lonely spiritual collisions.
The T-shirt man pulled the bell out of his arms, saying that the body might not be able to withstand so many spiritual collisions. Now he has to separate his soul and seal it in the bell. We parted ways with his soldiers to send these dead souls home.
I nodded immediately to agree.
The T-shirt man called the main customer and asked him to report all the family addresses found. I immediately pulled out the paper and pen and wrote them down.
Next, it's time to "split your soul," me and the T-shirt guy are halfway there.
Every time a T-shirt man reads a name, a shadow comes out of the shadow and crashes into the bell. And every time the bell makes a crisp sound.
When the souls were separated, I was separated from the T-shirt man, and I sent these souls home according to the address provided.
T-shirt men give me souls, most of which are pretty strong, and if I give them guidance, they will go back to the flesh on their own initiative.
There is also a part of it that is more vain, relying on the strong magic of the T-shirt men to guide them back to the flesh, my magic is far from enough, so the T-shirt men took the initiative to take it down.
These souls are children from civilian homes, and most of the places I go are also isolated neighborhoods, urban villages.
These places are messy and there are more lonely ghosts, but because of the peach blossoms, I didn't dare to mess with them. Soon, I succeeded in sending them home.
Next, I'll go to the address the T-shirt guy left me and meet him.
I didn't expect my phone to ring halfway. I pulled it out and found out that the old lady who sold red beans called me.
Why is this old lady calling me? Didn't you find the guy who bought the 24 red rice balls?
I can't wait to get on the phone.
But thinking about it, the T-shirt man told me during the day that the old lady was abnormal, and after learning that I had come into contact with the redneck, he stared me dead in the eye with an unknown look, so I immediately questioned the old lady, must not believe her easily, must pay attention.
So I took a deep breath, forced myself to calm down, and answered the old lady's phone.
“Boy.” The old lady's voice was dull, Mune, and I was chilling. “You asked me to find the man who bought 24 red meat. He just came to me again, and now he's eating across from my house. ”
I immediately asked, "Granny, give me your address and I'll be right there. ”
“Ok, Ok, Huang Pu Road No. 18, remember to bring the money, you promised Grandma that you would find someone else to give me the money. ”
“Okay.” I immediately agreed to hang up and immediately call the T-shirt man for advice.
But somehow, after three or four phone calls to the T-shirt man, nobody answered.
I'm in a hurry, I don't want to let go of such an important clue, if I were to be a little later, that person would probably leave.
So to think about it, I decided to go first. So I sent a text message to the T-shirt man, telling him that after he saw the text, he went to 18 Huangpu Road to find me and call me.
After texting, I rushed to 18 Huangpu Road!