Otherworldly Merchant

Chapter 623: Haunted Closing Trading Convention

Because of the kid, I didn't dare sleep anymore. I wanted to talk to Yin Xinyue and some couldn't face her. Finally, I called Li Mazi.

I didn't think he was really asleep. I didn't know this guy was on the train. He went to Chu Chu's cemetery in a rare spot and asked me how I was doing.

“I still am! I just can't sleep at night.” I pretended to laugh lightly and swallowed the words that had just reached my mouth.

Li Mazi is interesting, if he hears that I have difficulties, he will definitely not say anything to help me.

At his repeated request, I had to promise him a period of time and then take him to harvest the shadow, but there were relatives in my heart.

That's when I felt lonely and understood why I was so prepared to let go of business, but I couldn't help it. The shady trader was not only my profession, but my life, and I couldn't find someone to talk to without it.

After twenty or thirty years of living, I've never been so lonely, and it feels like one night is too long, even every second is so painful.

Finally, as the east grew white and the first rays of sunshine rose, I finally fell asleep without insisting.

I slept well this time and had no more dreams. Later, the noise was too loud and I woke up automatically. Looking out at the workers working again, I saw that the next time was noon, but the T-shirt man had not come back, so I had to worry and call him quickly.

I didn't expect the phone to be switched on soon, the T-shirt man's voice was weak saying he was on his way back, so let me not rush. Sure enough, he came back soon, but his Kumamoto T-shirt had been torn apart and there were obvious blood marks on his face.

When he got in the car, he couldn't help but say that there were no tears. When he finished, he drove me home, and he did it himself and fell asleep in the back seat.

I haven't had much hope for tears since last night, so I haven't had much psychological fluctuations since he said it.

In the evening, I returned to the village of Yin Xinyue's parents, and I stopped at the entrance of the village to wake up the T-shirt man.

“I fought him, and no one had the courage to kill him! But he told me that Longwang Village really didn't have mermaids, but had other secrets, just that he didn't tell me. ”

The T-shirt man said with some frustration, and I knew he was referring to the dry old man and nodded.

He then told me that, since no tears had been found for a short period of time, the lives of the second oldest had to be maintained for the time being.

“What do you mean?” I heard it shine in front of me, because he usually said that, he had an idea.

The T-shirt man nodded and told me that when the ghost door closed on July 15 of this year, there would be a mysterious trade convention, organized by the scrotum circle itself, where countless masters, demons, millennial ghosts would participate, and they would also bring all sorts of rare medicines, inner dan, scrotum, pharaoh, etc., in exchange for what they lacked.

So the T-shirt guy thinks he'll find tears there!

It's not yet February, that is, for the next six months, we need to control the condition of father-in-law mother-in-law. The normal method can't last that long. The T-shirt man figured out a way to exchange rat seniors for fate, and temporarily exchange animals for dicks for fate.

But the average animal may die before July 15th, so that their father-in-law dies. For the sake of safety, the T-shirt man decided to go back and bring the little fox we were wearing in Japan, while also deciding to lend it to the rat's predecessor.

“Thank you, Junior. ”

I thought about it and watched him say it seriously. The T-shirt man smiled and drove away without even entering the house.

I took half a day of courage to come home with my scalp. I thought Yin Xinyue would ask me if I was getting tears, but I didn't think she was most concerned about whether I was hurt. I shook my head and told her what the T-shirt guy said.

“That's fine, as long as you can keep your parents. ”

I don't know whether to deliberately comfort me or whether her emotions have really stabilized. Yoon Xinyue has not cried like before.

Over the next few days, I would make ointment for my father-in-law every day. A few days later, the T-shirt man came back with a little fox and a live mouse, and he used a spell to swap the old man's life for them.

After all this, the T-shirt man finally showed a little ease on his face. He told me that as long as there were no accidents, there would be no more danger for the second half of the year, just waiting for the July 15th Ghost Closing Trading Convention!

I know what the T-shirt man said about the possibility of an accident is almost nil, because the rat's predecessor traded his life for such a long time with the zombie rat, and there has never been a problem.

After Yin Xinyue listened to me explain all this, her face stopped being so melancholy. After all, she had a job, she couldn't stay at home all the time. After a few days of living in her home, we really didn't have any more problems. We were going back to the city. I wanted to take the T-shirt man back to play with us for a few days, but he refused, saying he had to go back to Longwang Village to deal with some things.

“Then be careful. ”

I didn't ask him what he was doing, like I didn't ask him what happened the night he locked me in the car? Everyone has their own secrets, no need to ask the bottom line, just a silent blessing.

After returning to the city, the crescent moon was busy working. I rarely went home on weekdays. I fell back into the life of a person, feeling more and more lonely.

Luckily, Li Mazi brought me another business at a critical juncture, and my client lives near Wuhan. I listened to him and immediately came over for interest. I picked up a few things about the guy and asked Li Mazi's specific address.

Who knows what Li Mazi learned to cheat? "Zhang Jia Xiao, you have to promise to take me with you first, or I'll rot the address in my stomach. ”

After speaking, Li Mazi closed his eyes and made a dead pig's face without fear of boiling water.

I've been holding back lately, and I'm not in the mood to mess with him, so I said yes. He just told me that he lived in a place called Baijia Village.

“Asako, where did you get this job? ”

On the way to Hundred Villages, I asked boringly.

Don't tell me this kid always makes a lot of business like a trick when I need it.

Li Mazi hey hey smile, said he met a man with a sad face on the train back from the grave sweep. Li Mazi's biggest advantage is that he can observe Yan Guangdong. He felt that this person might be in trouble, so he asked with a three-inch tongue. I didn't expect to really ask something.

The man's name is He Kui, and he went to the South China Sea to seek Buddha.

It originally came from the family since his father's death. First, his wife accidentally moved her fetus and lost the child in her belly. Then, He Kui lost his job in the city, so he had to take his wife back to rural life.

Even so, they were not at peace. He Kui's wife, sleeping, always dreamed that the dead prince was crying at herself or even cursing.

After all, Ho Kui's wife used to look down on the grandfather. She disdained him as a rural man. She threw all the egg soil specialties from the province in the garbage can and threw him out on a snowy day.

He Kui knew that he would hurry to burn paper in front of his father's grave and beg his father to forgive them, but it didn't work at all. This situation was even getting worse, making his wife even afraid to sleep at night.

If this is still tolerable, the next thing I know, he totally hates his father.

During this time, his wife finally gave birth to a daughter, but did not expect that she had been very ill since her birth. Even after several visits in the hospital, the doctor said there was no problem, but the daughter still cried and seemed to see something terrible.

Together, they thought it might be the old father who was scaring the children. He Kui, helpless, had to go to the South China Sea to look for the Bodhisattva!