Otherworldly Merchant

When I thought about it, I let Lu Ming clean the room, then sprinkle a circle of paper ash around the bed, and then weave the willow branch on the edge of the mirror and put it by the pillow.

Paper ash and willow branches are both yin, these two things are used to force the ghost old man to show up! To keep Lu Ming safe, I painted a gossip pattern on the bed and dripped my own blood on it. After I did all this, I hid in the toilet and cautiously observed with the Wolf whip. As soon as the old ghost showed up, I would start a gossip array and take it down with the Hokkaido Wolf trick.

Lu Ming is the big boss of hundreds of millions of people. Since when has he cleaned? This toss came down pretty tired, lying in bed and snoring to sleep. As Lu Ming's heavy snoring sounded, the room became quiet instead. As soon as his snoring stopped around, it was frightening. I couldn't help but get nervous.

What didn't occur to me was that Lu Ming hadn't woken up all night. I didn't notice anything unusual. Even after dawn, I asked Lu Ming to wake up. He was unhappy to ask me what I was doing?

I dared to stare at him foolishly all night. He slept quite fragrant. I couldn't help but be happy and say that you slept well last night.

“It's been so long since I've slept so comfortably...”

Lu Ming said while stretching a lazy waist, the next moment he suddenly reacted, his face full of surprise asked: “Oh, my God, the old man didn't show up last night? ”

“Last night everything was fine.” I'll be honest.

In his heart, he thought he had made a little big trouble. Maybe the old man just accidentally crashed into the lonely wild ghost. If you see his tea is good, take it back and enjoy it. Of course, it could be that the old man always doesn't sleep at night, so he is too lazy to bother him. I told Lu Ming about this idea, but he shook his head, insisting that the old man was looking for him.

Seeing him so sure that my heart was not solid, for the sake of safety, the next few days still waited for the old man according to the previous arrangement, and he fell asleep comfortably for a few days, but I became a dark circle.

I thought about it, I thought it might be the old man who felt the gossip array I had set up, so if he didn't dare to show up, he would withdraw the law, but even so the old man still didn't show up.

Lu Ming wasn't as nervous as before. His face gradually showed a smile. I think the old man's thing should be over, the night is over, but the willow branches and the paper ash are carefully arranged.

Due to the loud snoring of Lu Ming, I have not been able to sleep to death, but only in a shallow sleep state. In the second half of the night, he slept and snored less and less, so I relaxed.

I fell asleep and heard a slight footsteps in my ears, but I didn't care that much because I thought Lu Tea woke up and went to the bathroom. But the sound got clearer and clearer, and in the end it was like parking next to me.

At this time, I had subconsciously felt something wrong, but I couldn't open my eyes and could only hold my fist and feel it quietly. It just felt like after a while, the footsteps rang again, and then I heard a crisp sound of 'Ga’.

That's the sound of opening the cabinet!

I suddenly woke up, opened my eyes and looked in the direction of the cabinet, while holding up the willow mirror beside my pillow and suddenly saw an old man in a black life vest in the mirror.

“Who are you?” He had a weak gust, so I wasn't afraid of him, so I asked him loudly.

Unexpectedly, he ignored me at all, didn't even look at me, and slowly walked out of the room with a bag of tea.

I've been up all night waiting for it. How can I let it go now? I jumped out of bed and jumped at it, and suddenly it was getting faster, and I just chased it to the door of the villa and lost it, so I had to go back inside.

The lights in the room had turned on and Lu Ming was awakened. He sat in bed and asked me with a trembling voice: "Here comes the old man again, right? ”

“Hmm...” I nodded softly, and as the ghost old man reappeared, I discovered that none of the previous speculations had been made.

From the speed at which the old man just disappeared, it's even more powerful than I expected. Don't say it's Lu Ming, even my heart is cold this time.

Lu Ming collapsed again, grab my hand and ask me what to do? I thought about it and thought that since the old man found Lu Ming sleeping at night, he would definitely find an opportunity to enter his dreamland again, so let Lu Ming continue sleeping.

He didn't dare to say yes at first, so I persuaded him to come down.

After Lu Ming fell asleep, I continued to hide in the toilet to keep an eye on him, and the old man didn't show up. The next few nights I let Lu Ming sleep in different rooms and different environments. The old man still didn't show up, like he left completely.

I didn't expect that the tea in the cabinet was still missing a week later. I couldn't help but wonder. If the old ghost was only for tea, why did he always haunt Lu Ming in his dreams?

Did Mr. Yin Yang's yellow charm irritate him before? But my gossip line is much better than Huang Fu. Why isn't the old man angry?

In the first half of the month, I only saw the ghost old man, but I was exhausted. Don't even think about it. Given that the old man didn't show up, Lu Ming's life returned to normal and continued to run his tea business, but all he had to do was sleep at night and let me stay with him, totally treating me like a ‘fitted bed companion'.

This kind of work is the most boring, after all, I don't have a keen hobby.

I'm going to wait for the ghost old man to crash his luck the next time he steals tea. If he can't catch up with him, he won't hurt anybody anyway.

I didn't think it was time for the old man to steal tea, but Lu Ming had an accident first! He went to Xiamen that day to talk about a business with a partner in Japan, and he told me with enthusiasm that if it was done, it would take his career to the next level.

I can see that he attaches great importance to this negotiation, but I can't help anything in the business, so I'll wait for him by the cell phone in the next room. I was having fun, suddenly I heard a loud noise coming from the conference room next door, immediately followed by Lu Ming's roar.

I realized it was bad. When I put away my phone and rushed into the conference room, I found Lu Ming carrying a chair and smashing it constantly at one person. The guards next to him went up and stopped him, but he kicked me before I could get close.

The man who was beaten by Lu Ming had a little mustache under his nose. Apparently, it was his Japanese partner. At this moment, the kid's nose is just right.

It nourishes the outside bleeding. Seeing this scene was a little dark in my mind, but I thought something was wrong when I thought of what Lu Ming had said to me...

How can a businessman like him say he beats people up? And it was just a copy of the chair.

Besides, the other party is also a business partner he particularly cares about, thinking that I hurried up to hold Lu Ming and let him calm down.

But Lu Ming screamed hysterically: "Fuck off! ”

When he finished, he kicked me. I didn't think he'd even hit me. He was sitting on the floor with his ass kicked.

This foot almost kicked me in the back, I don't believe the weak Lu Ming can have such strength, get up and yell at the bodyguard next to him: “Don't fucking stand still, come help me, if you keep hitting him, the kid will definitely get killed. ”

The bodyguards listened to me and reacted. In a hurry, they stopped worrying about Lu Ming's identity and pushed him to the ground.

But Lu Ming was like Hercules constantly struggling, the eyes of the gorilla constantly wandered on me and the Japanese, especially when he saw me, and he actually squeaked and bit his teeth.

When he looked at me like that, I took a sip of cool air. After a quick search around the house, I finally found two neutral pens and jumped on them and clamped his middle finger tight. Lu Mington made a scream and his body twitched, eventually his eyes fainted.

Everyone was scared away from him and a negotiation broke loose, leaving us in the room for a moment. It wasn't until the hotel waiter asked me if I needed help that I came back to my senses, my back felt cool and my clothes were covered in cold sweat.

I couldn't think too much about the emergency. I felt Lu Ming's sudden madness was like being possessed by something dirty. I subconsciously took a pen to clip his middle finger. I didn't react until the spirits were removed. It's daytime!

In broad daylight, he can control Lu Ming quietly in front of everyone. The Yin Spirit is horrible!

I just don't know if this ghost was an old ghost. If not, it would be bad if more than one Yin spirits stared at Lu Ming.

Then I dragged Lu Ming to the hotel room to rest, sat on the bed and remembered the old man stealing tea. In my opinion, it was only faster and did not possess the ability to do so during the day.

Just as I was in the fog, there was a knock outside, and I pushed the door and found out it was the waitress.

“Can I help you?” I asked a little faintly, looking behind him.

After all, Lu Ming just wounded Little Japan. I was afraid the waiter would bring the police here.

Fortunately, there was only one waiter, who smiled at me in good faith and handed me a fine purple sand pot.

He said that this is Lu Ming's portable teapot. The last time he left it at their hotel meeting, he took care of it on his behalf. Today it can be returned to its original owner.

“Thank you then. ”

I laughed at the teapot and was ready to tip the waiter like I did on the TV, but when I saw what the teapot looked like, my eyes instantly widened several times!

The purple sand pot was surrounded by a faint layer of purple, and no matter how I rocked it, the purple gas was undisturbed, like being sucked on top of it.

I looked at the teapot and stunned, then concluded that the teapot was a shady thing, and that it most likely had something to do with the ghost old man.

The most important thing is that the waiter said that Lu Ming had originally carried the purple sand pot with him, but he lost it in the hotel, which doesn't seem to make sense.

A big boss like him, who is more than a hundred million years old, must be able to get away with something he is used to, but Lu Ming hasn't come back to the hotel for a purple sand pot in such a long time, which must be catty!

When I think about it, I hurry up and give hundreds of dollars to the waiter. Let him tell me more about what happened last time Lu boss was here?

The waiter smiled at the money, but hesitated to give it back to me, saying it was confidential inside the hotel, if someone knew he was leaking it, he would definitely be fired.

Listen to him, I'm sure there's something in this guy's tummy! He grabbed a bunch of good words and added some money to him. The waiter was reluctant to hide the money in his pocket and made me swear not to tell anyone.

After I nodded, he cautiously stuck it in my ear and quickly said: “At the last meeting, Mr. Lu was like a demon, always drinking tea, and the sound of talking changed! His face was covered with wrinkles, visible to the naked eye, and in just half an hour he was thirty or forty years old. ”

“Everyone was frightened by this scene, and a good negotiation just blew it! After everyone left, one of Boss Lu's faces returned to the status quo ante. He laughed and went away. ”

When the waiter had just finished, the other hotel staff appeared in the hallway, and he blinked at me and ran away with a cigarette.

According to the waiter, the two negotiators who came out to make a fool of themselves are undoubtedly haunted old men.

I can't help but carefully measure this purple sand pot, born in the Ming Dynasty, the best purple sand pot made in Jiangsu. Because the place has a special purple clay, the teapot that is made looks good, the water is sweet and tasty.

The teapot must be an antiquity from the purple shade on the periphery, because contemporary shade can't have such a thick backdrop!

Then I opened the lid of the teapot, and there was a hint of tea, and the aroma was chilled together.

Smell it, it tastes a little like jasmine tea sold in the supermarket, but after a delicate taste, I noticed that the tea smell was fresher in front of me, like it had just been brewed.

Looks like the old man steals tea for tea. He must have loved tea before he died. I suddenly thought of the Ji Xiaolan cigarette gun that I received a long time ago, and I couldn't help but be curious about the identity of this tea-loving old man.

Then I found the magnifying glass and pointed it at the mouth of the pot, and I looked at it carefully, and I really noticed the problem!