Otherworldly Merchant

I grabbed Li Mazi: “He is also doing it for his own food and bowl. It's not easy to mix things up. Everyone has their own difficulties. Stay out of trouble, or go check on your friend first. ”

Listening to me, Li Mazi gave up: “With his life, it's important to meet me today, or you have to talk to him. When I came out to hang out, he was running around with his nose and his ass naked. ”

I don't feel comfortable answering.

Li Mazi continued, “Besides, we can't be bad guys at first glance. Good people, that's a big drop of good people. He suspects us, that's really blind to his eyes. ”

I couldn't help but carefully gauge the pit depressions on Li Mazi's face like the surface of the moon and coughed softly.

Li Mazi reacted and smiled embarrassingly at me: “I'm talking about you, it's you. ”

“But Li Mazi, I admire you a little.” I rarely say seriously: “Although you are a little oily, you know a lot of friends, third class, no way you don't know...”

Before I finished, Li Mazi said with excitement, "That's it! A man walks in a river or lake by a word. If you don't have any friends, what are you doing? Brother Zhang Jia, it's not me blowing it with you, it's right here on our side, then there's no one I don't know, what are you going to do and what path to take, despite talking to me, I'll keep it for you to do it clearly and clearly, properly, otherwise I will write this word Li backwards. ”

There was a little pride in the voice.

I laughed at him. I was afraid to say anything else, but I would let Li Mazi go straight to heaven. I had to change the subject: “You look a little bit like a buddy. ”

“Bullshit!” Li Mazi left his mouth in disapproval: “Zhang Jia Xiao, we have an old relationship, I dare not hide anything from you. To tell you the truth, his ancestors, that was famous for being poor. To what extent? I didn't lie to you at all, I walked past their house for a night, walked out the next morning, and threw 10 bucks at his house. ”

I couldn't help but laugh.

Li Mazi laughed and said: "Good thing my buddy is a bit of a winner! Four of their brothers went to jail, died, and he was the only one left. When a tea dealer happened to pass by from their village, he felt that there was a real shortage of people under his hands at the time. When he was honest, he took him as an apprentice. Otherwise, he'd be starving. This tea dealer died of illness after a few years, so my buddy took his business to the next level. It was a rough couple of years ago. Who else has time for tea? So the business of tea leaves is not too salty. In recent years, it has been better, so everyone slowly began to understand how to taste tea. With the right weather in the south and the quality of the tea, my brother's days just got a little better. Sometimes I want to. Where do you think you're going? Originally he was dying to eat, now he lives in a small villa, drives a luxury car, eats and drinks spicy. Thirty years of Hedong, thirty years of Hexi, people really can't compare, people are more popular than dead people. ”

Li Mazi finished and stood in front of an elegant villa door.

“This is it.” Li Mazi pointed at the front door and said.

The villa in front of you is surrounded by a strange atmosphere that makes the air weird and dull.

Something's wrong.

“Take it easy.” I asked Li Mazi to be careful.

Li Mazi pressed the doorbell carefully up and down.

Soon after, a gray-faced middle-aged man opened the door. He pulled the door carefully open a seam and alertly probed half his head. After determining that the other party was Li Mazi, he took a long breath and slowly opened the door: “Mazi, you've come to count. ”

His voice was hoarse and utterly inconsistent with his face, like that of a dying old man.

One of his faces was also like he had been out of the sun for years, without a little blood color, and a blue blood vessel was particularly obvious, like blueberry porcelain, very scary.

Li Mazi was shocked by his appearance: “Hong Kong, how did you... how did you become like this ghost? ”

Li Mazi was obviously frightened and didn't need the opening words he was prepared for, even though he had stepped into the right leg of the door, which was very embarrassing to retrieve.

In the old harbor's home, the whole living room was not lit, the curtains were tight and solid, the house was shady and a little strange.

Old Hong Kong grabbed Li Mazi like a life-saving straw: “Mazi, please help me, if you continue like this, I have no choice but to die. ”

His sudden move frightened Li Mazi: “Well, I'm here, aren't I? Don't worry, I'm here to save you. You let go, you let go. ”

Whatever Li Mazi said, Old Hong Kong wouldn't let go, even kneeling down to Li Mazi.

“I'll go, old Hong Kong, you let go, your hands are too fucking big...” Li Mazi made a painful cry.

When, when, when!

At this very moment, there was a sudden and dull clock ticking in the house.

It's three o'clock.

These three bells ring strangely.

The first sound seemed very distant, like walking in the mountains and hearing morning clocks from distant temples.

The second sound was as close to us as if someone had tied our hands and feet and knocked a big bell against our ears, and the sound was deafening and almost pierced the eardrum.

The third bell rang more than a bell. Rather, it was a woman's tremendous howl. The voice was filled with discomfort and anger. Even I heard a strange noise, like a long nail, scratching the floor.

Three bells went off, and the old harbor seemed to have lost all its power, and one ass sat on the ground, and his eyes became hollow and atheistic. ”" The bell rang, the bell rang...

Instead of helping old Hong Kong, Li Mazi turned his head carefully and looked at me.

I'm angry and funny: “What am I doing? Hurry and lift it. ”

Just now, one by one, he's in danger. He's hiding faster than anyone. Li Mazi, you can't find a suitable word to describe him through the entire Xinhua Dictionary.

Li Mazi saw my face as usual, which slowly lifted up the old port's arm. He hesitated a little, and as soon as something slightly went wrong in old Hong Kong, he ran away.

The old harbor was motionless, like a rock.

Li Mazi was a little relieved, just touched the clothes of old Hong Kong, Li Mazi shrunk his hand as if he had been electrically shocked: “Zhang Jia Xiao, a little... something is wrong.” He stammered in fright when he spoke.

“What's the matter?” I frowned and leaned over.

Li Mazi pointed to the idyllic old harbor: “Look, his clothes are all wet. ”

In just a few minutes, the old harbor seemed seriously ill, with a lot of cold sweats and even soaked clothes.

Strangely, however, his face was still gray and white, without a drop of sweat.

That's a little strange.

I pushed away Li Mazi and gently lifted up old Hong Kong.

Old Hong Kong seemed powerless, leaning gently against me, with my strength, and reluctantly sat back on the couch.

I turned to Li Mazi, who was still standing at the door, and said, "Turn the light on. ”

“Oh.” Li Mazi rushed to find the switch.

The silence was like walking away from a godly old harbor and suddenly jumped, and the voice became sharp and thin: “Don't... don't turn on the light. ”

His voice changed so fast that I was stunned.

What kind of cunt can torture a person like this?

My curiosity has been hooked up.