Otherworldly Merchant

When I woke up, Antique Street was back to the old Antique Street.

Without the threat of Dragon Springs, there is no past liveliness!

The battle with Dragon Springs Mountain's life and death in the previous period has seriously damaged my energy, and those who have died will not survive.

Especially the silence of Master White Eyebrow Zen, which kept me from coming out of my grief.

I don't have much empathy with White Eyebrow Zen compared to Mouse Senior and T-shirt Man. He just helped me over and over again as a friend of T-shirt Man, but I never did anything for him...

After getting better, I went to Hong Kong to ask the T-shirt man to take care of Tail Jade for a while. Before that, Tail Jade almost lost his soul in order to stop me from doing that. He was lost with Xiaolin, and he definitely recovered faster.

When I came back, I kept it in the antique store. Li Mazi and Teacher Xia rarely bothered me lately. The new moon was still at my mother's house with her son.

People on Antique Street are obviously not as kind to me as they used to be. You probably think I'd bring them disaster, don't you?

Anyway, I had the feeling of being alone for a while.

After a long period of impatience, there will inevitably be a bit of depression. It happens that I haven't been out for a long time, so I packed a few pieces of gear to take advantage of a person's traveling experience to see if I can come back with a few scratches.

Because I was going to take the crescent moon home after my trip, I headed north and accidentally walked to Handan, Hebei.

I came to Handan a few years ago to conquer Cao Cao's Yin Spirit, but it was winter, and I glanced at the ice and snow, and the weather was far from bright.

Eventually, I stopped in a place called Da Ming County in Handan District. The county is small, the development of the city is average, the ground is full of garbage, the street is full of trolleys, obviously there is still a lot of room for development.

I wonder why there are so many people in such a bad place, climbing with the boss while buying cigarettes.

He listened to me coming out to play, and he whispered, “What's so funny about these shitty places? ”

I was almost choked to death by his words, but I asked again with a smile.

“Zhongzhong, if you ask me, I'll tell you. ”

The boss buckled his nose hair and said impatiently: "Di Hall, Catholic Cathedral and the walls of the Song Dynasty, go and see them. ”

I was all over the black line. Thank you. After coming out of the store, I thought he was ignoring me. So I took Baidu's map and searched his place. I didn't think it was true.

I didn't know I was a little ignorant until I searched the county's files again.

In the Song dynasty, this place was actually called the famous capital of Beijing. It was also a glorious place to be named after Tokyo Yiliang!

However, since the demise of the Song dynasty, this place has disappeared. Especially during the Republic of China, there was a long period of war, economic development was lagging behind, and after the founding of the country, the country began to have crazy children, so much so that the poor mountains and villains felt like they were leaving the people.

Even Di Renjie's dragonfly has been subjugated by me. I am naturally not interested in his temple, let alone the Catholic Church. The only thing that pleases me is the so-called Song Dynasty Wall.

It cost me five dollars to call a tricycle, I just wanted to say that the master was quite authentic, and I got out of the car before I walked for two minutes, so I didn't react for a while.

“What are you looking at? Get out of the car and look at the wall.” He reached out his finger in front of him.

I jumped out of the car and looked, good guy, the so-called Song Dynasty Wall was originally a replica, just finished, some of the cement on it is still dry...

Looks like the shop owner was right. There's really nothing to see about these places. I'm not in the mood right now. I smoked a cigarette and I'm going to go to the station.

While passing through the People's Square, I saw a group of aunts dancing in the square, so I stumbled up to watch it for a while. Don't tell me, don't look at these aunts. They're fat, they dance and they're very rhythmic.

Opposite the dance scene, there are many spectators, and the vast majority of people's eyes are attracted to the square dancers, but one of them, aged 789, has blue eyes, melon face, and a girl wearing a red felt hat, has been watching me.

At first, I thought she thought I was handsome, so I looked at her twice, and I didn't care.

I didn't expect her to keep looking at it and pointing a finger at the parents next to her, her eyes filled with novelty.

Her parents glanced at me from time to time and looked so ugly that they saw me watching them too, and they picked up the little girl in a panic and left.

Years of experience have taught me that the family was absolutely abnormal and got up and went after them.

The other party seemed to find me chasing. I actually called a tricycle. I had to call a tricycle. I kept urging the master to hurry along the way and ask him if I was trying to catch a cheat...

At this moment, the sky had faded, I was afraid to lose it, so the tricycle in front stopped half an hour after walking, and by this time I had already left the county and come to a relatively backward village.

The little girl's father looked back at me and didn't hide, swinging forward. Finally, it stopped in front of an old red brick room and closed the door quickly after opening it with a key.

How can this couple be willing to live in such a shithole in their early thirties? I think something must be wrong, so I ran after it and pushed the door open.

Just as I was about to go in, I felt a strong broken wind coming at me, and I took a reflexive step back, and I suddenly found the little girl's father holding a rusty axe and staring at me.

“Dude, what do you mean?” I quickened my heartbeat suddenly, kowtowing and asked.

Fortunately, he was just trying to scare me, and if it was true, I would have to get hurt.

“Tell me, why are you following me to my house quietly? ”

The little girl's father lay his axe in front of him and asked in a disgraceful way, and I realized that he was nervous too.

Look how elegant he looks. Must be really freaking out, huh? I smiled kindly and said, "I just wanted to ask if you needed any help. ”

The little girl's father refused, shook his head and asked me to leave.

I said, "Don't regret it! Don't blame me for not reminding you of your daughter's accident. ”

“What do you mean?” When he heard about his daughter, he was obviously nervous.

I retracted my smile and deliberately made a highly unpredictable appearance.

He was more anxious to see me stop talking, and kept asking me what was going on. I walked two steps forward, squatting down and sniffing the dirt on the roots of the walls, and answering the question, “Has this house lost decades of history? Young, if there is no difficulty, why hold it here with your wife and children? ”

“You… sir, who exactly are you? ”

“Someone who can help you, why, aren't you going to invite me in for a while?” I'm happy to ask.

He stunned and nodded, pulling me into the house. I thought young people like them, even if they lived in shabby houses, would clean up pretty good.

As soon as he entered the yard, he saw piles of mineral water bottles, instant noodle bags, and the house was even more messy, filled with paper-made bamboo and yellow paper.