Otherworldly Merchant

Chapter 393 Past Events of the Year

Old Liu thought about it: “In a dead well in the back mountain, the old people in the village said that there was a family living there a long time ago, then gradually abandoned, the walls fell and the house collapsed, there was nothing left, only an abandoned dead well. Xiaosan was not serious and thought about going up to the sky every day. She said that maybe she could dig up something there. I couldn't stop her, so he went with the tools. Turns out, he did dig it up...” Old Liu said here, looking at the clock's eyes became loving and hateful: “If it wasn't for it, my younger son wouldn't have to die. ”

He whimpered and cried.

The white-haired man sends the black-haired man has always been one of the worst pain in the world.

Old Liu was soon drunk. Li Mazi and I held him to bed and covered his quilt. This wrapped up the clock and left Old Liu's house. We decided to stay in the trunk overnight and then set out the next day to look for clues in the dead well.

The night in the mountain village was particularly quiet, not even the cricket frogs in the woods cried, the sky was shady, and the moon was hidden behind a large cloud. Li Mazi was stuffy enough to unbuckle her clothes: “This day was also chaotic, as if it were going to rain. ”

We hacked back into the car and found the old harbor still asleep. Li Mazi snorted and hated itching. I glanced at the clock, and there was no ticking sound, and the clock stopped again.

Looks like I'm right. The time in Old Harbor has been stopped by a single clock, which is why he stays asleep like this.

Although it was a jeep, the compartment didn't look very comfortable either, and Li Mazi and I curled up against the back of the chair and closed our eyes. Probably really tired, we fell asleep soon.

And then I had this strange dream, where I saw a lot of things that had happened before, things that used to shake in front of me like movies.

The quicker the picture shakes, the quicker it rushes me to breathe.

I woke up in a cold sweat from my sleep and the compartment was filled with stench. The sticky mud had spread to my neck, and I was shocked and I didn't even think about opening the door.

The door couldn't open. I hurried to pull Li Mazi next to me and found that his entire face had been wrapped in mud.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

I reached out in the mud and I couldn't touch anything. I forced myself to calm down and suddenly... I thought of a word. Think of the time lapse after the fall of the old harbor. And then I didn't even think about it, trying to find a clock and smashing it into the windshield.

After a loud bang, my head sank so badly, I felt like I was in the sea, the whole person was so small and so insignificant, my body slowly sank, eventually submerged in mud.

When I was conscious again, I found myself in a dark space.

The nasal cavity was full of smelly sludge, and I instinctively opened my mouth and breathed two bites, thinking it would be filled with sludge, but the entrance was fresh air.

I'm not in the car anymore.

I cleaned up the sludge in my nose and touched the area with vigilance. As the sky swept around, I carefully walked forward a few steps and finally touched a wet wall. The walls are arcuate and brick seams are filled with disgusting moss.

It's a dead well.

I've come downhole.

I try to calm myself down, and I start to wonder if there's anything on me that lights up.

Unfortunately, I don't have anything on me except a single clock.

Even my heavenly wolf whip, yin and sun umbrella, peach and soul blossoms were left in the car.

I think I'm about to be here tonight.

I put the clock down from my arms, carefully untied the red cloth, and a gleam of brilliance lit up. The clock actually shined a glare.

The sound of the tick tick tick on the ear, extra clear, is getting closer and closer, as if it were in the ear.

Along with this mechanical sound, I found the pointer flickering back and forth.

Then suddenly the image in front of me changed!

In the hot summer, a man with a long braid, dressed in Qing dynasty, hurriedly pulled the keys out of his pants pockets and was trying to open the door of a remote small courtyard.

His face is alright, just a face full of fans, not a good person at first glance.

Soon the door slammed open and saw the demon woman looking in the mirror in the yard, the man walked straight behind her and hugged her: “Baby, guess what I brought you for your birthday? ”

Women's spirited eyes sparkle with curiosity: “What is it? Show me. ”

The man lifted the red cloth bag in his hand and deliberately refused to show it to the woman.

The woman was impatient to wait, grabbed a hand and unfolded, revealing a brand new Western narcissism bell inside.

“Yo, foreigner stuff, it's so rare, how did you get it? ”

The man laughed proudly: “I've lost a lot of my kung fu, but if I can smile at you, it's worth more suffering and more tiredness. ”

Speaking of which, he slipped his hands into the woman's clothes and was ashamed of the woman's instant red face: "You can have a wife and keep me here secretly, don't you fear your wife will find me? ”

“Baby, be a good boy. In a few months' time, I'll take the tiger out of my house and the scenery will marry you into the door.” Seeing women angry, men got bolder and forcibly unbuttoned women's clothes.

I was like an invisible person, and nobody noticed me, so I dared to come a little closer. However, when I approached the moment, the image suddenly changed like a running lantern.

It's still a hot summer day, but the sky is gloomy and powerful, so people can't breathe, it seems to rain at all times.

At this moment the woman sat in the courtyard, her long dark hair dancing with the wind, she said to herself: “It's been three months, why hasn't Sir come yet, has he forgotten me? ”

“No, no, sir said to marry me in the door...”

I don't know how many days a woman hasn't taken a bath, she hasn't had a haircut, her hair has dripped to the ground and she even smells moldy.

She softly caressed herself like a lunatic, holding the Western self-consciousness bell in her arms.

Each time is so gentle, accompanied by the sound of a ticking clock.

Suddenly, the courtyard door was broken open.

A fat woman dressed in bright clothes came in with a group of servants and killed her. When she saw the woman, the fat woman's temperamental eyeballs were staring out: “Okay, Dong Xiaoyan, is that you who seduced my husband? Kind of got me. ”

The woman searched in panic and finally found the voice of her man in the crowd. She shouted, "Sir, help me! ”

Yet the man shuddered behind the fat woman and didn't dare say a word.

“You mean this little white face, he eats our house, lives in our house, and secretly takes our family money to feed you little lover. If I don't pay him for a month, he'll kneel down honestly and beg forgiveness and sell you, haha, is this the gentleman you love?” Fat woman laughing: “Somebody, doesn't this little bitch like to seduce her husband? Let her serve a group of husbands today. ”

Behind her, several servants suddenly laughed, impatiently pounding on the woman like a pack of wolves.

“Honey, isn't this bad for Miss Dong?” The man couldn't bear to say.

“If you dare to stop me today, I will leave the house immediately, and you won't get a penny or two!” Fat woman scolded with her waist forked.

The man was immediately frightened by the fat woman, turning his head and pretending not to see it.

At first, the woman was still crying for help in pain, but in the face of the indifference of her man, she was finally desperate, and finally she didn't even scream for help, but let a group of servants tear her clothes apart.

In a quiet courtyard, only the Western clock ticking and ticking sounds clearly.