Otherworldly Merchant

All this time, I've been talking to that old classmate about my scrotum business over the years.

At first, it was a telephone porridge, and then he simply couldn't wait. He killed me in my shop for a thousand miles. Besides eating and sleeping every day, he listened to my story and told me that my spit stars were dry.

He told me that these strange things that I encountered were challenging his world view, so fucking mysterious, so fucking exciting!

If he can write a novel, he can definitely sell it. If he thinks of a name, he can call it "The Shady Merchant"!

I smiled and didn't speak.

After three full days and three nights, I finally finished telling my story, and then sent the old classmate to the airport with a trick. I promised him goodbye, and I would never hide a new story from him.

It was 11: 00 in the middle of the night when I went back to the antique shop, and I fell asleep. When I woke up in the morning to wash up, I was shocked by the look on my face in the mirror.

I reacted well for half a day before going to the food market to buy an old hen, a packet of wolfberries, plus a Northeast ginseng to replenish my energy.

Just leaving the house, the knocking sounded.

I slammed in front of the door with a sleepless panda's eye, “Who? My shop is closed during the day, come back in the evening if you need anything. ”

As a result, bang bang bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang.

I suddenly opened the door with an air drum and found myself standing outside a little flat head in his early thirties. He was wearing an adidas sweatshirt, his beard shaved clean, but his expression was very uneasy, knocking on the door and looking back in horror, as if something was chasing him.

My first reaction was to get in trouble.

He looked up and down and asked vigilantly, "Who are you looking for? ”

“Do you live here with someone named Zhang Gao?” Xiao Pingtou looked into the store curiously.

“What do you want from Zhang Gao?” I frowned slightly.

This little flat head is sneaky, not from Longquan Hills.

“My friend said that this antique street was inhabited by a man named Zhang Gao, the only one who could save my life. I came to Antique Street early in the morning to ask. Everyone said that the tall man lived in the innermost small shop, so I came...” Pingtou said.

“Oh, well, do you want to come in for a cup of tea?” I asked.

Little Ping thought for half a day and eventually nodded, carefully entering the antique shop.

While making tea, I took a sneak peek and discovered the unlucky look of Little Flat's face sitting on the bench. I couldn't even hold the teacup steadily and my hands trembled with Cerser.

Apparently, the boy is already scared to the extreme.

I was a little impatient to keep such a person out of the door, but I always found his sudden visit somewhat suspicious.

After thinking about it for half a day, I decided to call Li Mazi and ask Li Mazi to play this Zhang Gao man. I will be Li Mazi's apprentice, first to explore this guy's tone. If something goes wrong, I'll see you later.

Li Mazi was still angry with me about the peanut pen, but as soon as he heard about the new business, he immediately came over with a pencil and a strong suit. As soon as he entered the door, he said: “Little brother, you came to my door early in the morning. How can I help you? ”

Xiao Pingtou raised his head in surprise and looked at Li Mazi's ugly face: “Are you the man with the name Zhang Gao? ”

“Absolutely.” Li Mazi deliberately looked at the watch and said: "If you have any problems or want to do something, tell me! I have a lot of work to do this day and I have to pick up an antique later in downtown. ”

I also said with adhesion: "Although my master looks strange, he is very good at it! Tell the master what you encounter and let him come up with ideas for you. ”

Xiao Ping's head was twined by me and Li Mazi. He stunned and finally nodded. “Yes, my name is Zhao Wuyang and I am a member of a donkey friend club. ”

“Donkey friend?” Li Mazi winks: “Then we have the same hobby. ”

Zhao Wuyang looked at him somehow.

Li Mazi continued with a smile: “My favorite thing to eat is donkey meat burning. Why, now that all the donkey meat burning is open in a club, is it so formal? ”

Zhao Wuyang's mouth was obviously smoked.

I was also embarrassed, my heart said whether I had done anything bad in my previous life, otherwise how would I know Li Mazi in this pit in my life.

Zhao Wuyang obviously didn't know how to take Li Mazi's words, so I had to hit him. “My master likes to joke. He thinks jokes can be made with pottery. Go on, ignore him. ”

Zhao Wuyang nodded stuffily: "Half a month ago, the club organized an outdoor trip! In total, I enrolled four people, including myself. Three men and one woman, a girl named Shawth, are interning at the bank. The other two men, one named Zhang Qinghai, are painters who like to be everywhere. One Xue Peng, a college student. ”

I looked at Zhao Wuyang and asked curiously: "If I may ask, what do you do? ”

Zhao Wuyang answered unexpectedly: “I am a dentist and I especially like to travel. I will not let go of all my vacations every year. I have traveled almost all the way to the north and south of Dajiang in the last few years. Zhang Qinghai was a patient of mine. He often asked me to wash his teeth. He became familiar when he came and went. He also introduced me to the Donkey Friends Club. He also chose the location of this trip, a small village in the depths of Shandong, which is said to have never been developed, hidden in the mountains, as beautiful as the world's peaches! ”

I nodded and showed Zhao Wuyang to continue.

Zhao Wuyang took a sip of tea and said with deep regret: “Because I only took a few holidays a year, I was going to travel to Bali, and I had no interest in the so-called search for the world's peaches! But Zhang Qinghai persuaded me all the time, I also had to say yes. Alas, I wish I had known not to go. It was a nightmare..."

Speaking of which, Zhao Wuyang began to tremble again, and it appeared that his horror had happened on this trip.

I put my ears up now and listened carefully.

Zhao Wuyang continued: “Zhang Qinghai initially told me that there were six people involved, and they were all boys, and I didn't really care about it. But when I was meeting at the airport, I found only four people, one of whom was Shawth. I was a little unhappy at the time. Zhang Qinghai explained to me that the other two people were temporarily unable to come. Shawth was his university sister and was interning at the bank. He wanted to come out for a long time while on his last vacation. He couldn't refuse, so he said yes. The Shawth man was beautiful, and his mouth would say," She's an eight-faced girl, and when everyone came, I didn't say anything. "”

After listening, Li Mazi smiled unwillingly: "This is a typical colour knife. ”

“No...” Zhao Wuyang hastily discerned: “I am many years older than her, I have not thought about that at all. The trip was very torturous. First we flew to Shandong, then we took the train to a small station that we had never heard of. Finally we hired a tractor from a farmer, which reached the world of peaches in Zhang Qing Haikou. God, where is the world of peaches, clearly it is a poor mountain ditch! The village is called Salt Free Village. In total, there are more than 10 households. We arrived at night, and there were no lights in the dark paint all around. The households closed their doors and no one opened the door. ”

Salt-free village?

The name means something.

Zhao Wuyang sighed: “We tormented the death to live in search of the world's peach source, and ended up in such a place where birds don't poop. Although there is no fire on the bright surface, everyone's face is ugly. Only Zhang Qinghai was extraordinarily excited. One household knocked on the door of the old country and asked them to stay overnight. In my impression, the people of the countryside are very simple and warm and welcoming, but this village is the opposite, and nobody cares about us from scream to scream, like a ghost village. ”

He said that and looked at me in horror.

I smiled at him: "Sometimes people who live in mountains don't like to deal with outsiders, which is normal. ”

“No, not at all.” Zhao Wuyang explained to me very seriously: “They don't dislike dealing, they are hostile to us! They hate us as much as they hate us. They want us all killed! ”