Otherworldly Merchant

When the old man saw the photo on his phone, an old face was filled with exciting tears. He couldn't help but ask Mr. White how he was doing. The old man was happy when Boss Bai answered that Grandpa Bai was good.

It can be seen that the sentiment between the old man and the old lady is good. After all these years, he still remembers each other.

Boss Bai wants the old man to make a video phone call with old lady Bai, so that the two old friends who have been apart for many years can talk. This is a mountainous area. The 4G signal is bad, so they can only talk briefly.

The old man on the phone had a great time talking to the old lady.

In a telephone call, the old lady officially handed over the position of this generation of mausoleum guards to Mr. Bai and told him the exact location of the monk's tomb. Boss Bai knelt solemnly on the other side of the phone and kowtowed three times.

The elderly saw the inheritance ceremony completed and took a long sigh of relief, saying that they had finally completed their old friend's re-entrustment. Mr. Bai immediately gave the old man a large sum of money to enjoy his old age, as Granny Bai ordered.

However, the old man was determined not to take it, and the white boss had to do it. Later, as the sixth generation of mausoleum guards in the tomb of the monk king, Mr. Bai himself paid to repair the tomb of the monk king, and arranged for the elderly to travel around the country. Later, the elderly also moved to Fujian, where they played chess acts with the old lady every day. Of course, this was the last word.

In all seriousness, after confirming that Boss Bai was a sixth generation mausoleum guardian, the old man did not stop us from going to the mountains to find the zombies, but rather helped us a lot!

He helped us buy black donkey hooves, cock blood, corpses, and a sack of garlic and chili powder in the village.

Me and Mr. Li Mazi and Mr. Bai pressed the moisturized garlic into a plastic bottle. After doing this, I thought with confidence that, regardless of how many years old the zombie was this time, with these equipment, it would be enough to drink a pot.

At night, we drank five pounds of burning knife with the old man.

The next day it was not dawn, before the old man woke up, the three of us snuck into the mountain with what was ready the other day.

On the way, Lee Asako asked me why I didn't wait for the old man to wake up and tell him to go back to the mountains.

I shook my head, and the old man was an honest man, and he was so eager to help us prepare things, he was actually worried about our safety.

I don't want to see old people crying when they leave.

Follow the trail the climbers stepped out of, and the higher up you go, the lower the temperature. Trees are also getting taller and taller, like a giant umbrella cover over your head, blocking most of the sun.

This is also why there are many shadows in the deep mountains, the sun is blocked by the trees, the shadows naturally flourish!

When I walked down the hill, the feeling of being stared at came back.

The wind blows through the leaves, sometimes sounds like sand, sometimes sounds like a woman crying and screaming like a powerful ghost.

When the sun ran from our head to our back, the mountain sky was completely dark.

The surrounding area is shady. Even a needle can be heard when it is quiet. Boss Bai proposes to camp on the ground, saying that it is too late to see the direction and easily get lost.

Me and Li Mazi now set up a simple tent. Boss Bai shoveled a large pit on the ground with engineers and set up a pile of bonfires.

Bowls of noodles were boiled, even if dinner was served and surrounded by bonfires, we talked about the mausoleum guards.

Mausoleum guardians are a very low group of people in ancient times. They are usually officials or eunuchs who have committed crimes before being punished to guard the mausoleum. And the mausoleum guardians are passed down from generation to generation. The duty of each generation is to guard the tomb. If the ancient tomb is stolen, they are often chopped at the door.

As times have changed, many mausoleums have disappeared without a trace, and those who can persist have hidden their identities to prevent burglars from remembering...

The night in the mountains was boring, and the three of us went into the tent early to sleep.

Three grown men squeezed in a tent, that sour, shuddering, made me remember today.

I counted the stars in the sky with my eyes open until I counted more than 300.

Close your eyes, confused, I think I heard the child giggling, open his eyes, listen carefully, the laughter is gone again.

I shook my head and laughed at myself more and more timidly. Where's the kid from?

Soon I fell asleep. In my dream, I took Yin Xinyue and Van Fan to play at the playground, and Van Fan slipped down the slide from high and kept yelling at Dad and Dad. Yoon Xinyue and I stood under the slide, reaching out and catching Van. It was so beautiful, I didn't even want to wake up and stay here forever.

Son's laughter has always been the greatest happiness of the father's life.

“Brother Zhang, wake up, wake up.” Li Mazi shook my shoulder hard and woke me up.

I rubbed my loose eyes and was unhappy to ask what happened to him. At this moment, Boss Bai also woke up, they sat beside me like two bodhisattvas, motionless, and panicked in their eyes.

Li Mazi raised his finger to his mouth and made a noisy move, pointing to the outside of the tent.

I stood my ear up and listened carefully. I didn't hear it. I almost frightened my soul!

Only children outside the tent were heard laughing louder, but in the middle of the night in the old mountain forest, hearing children laugh was not a good thing.

I quickly pulled a coarse salt out of my backpack and gently unzipped the tent. I try not to make a sound when I zip it open, pushing it down one tooth at a time.

Who knows the quality of this tent is really bad, it was bought by Taobao during the event, clicking it actually stuck the shell.

I screamed badly, my eyes staring nervously in the direction of laughter.

For a long time, there was no movement, and my suspended heart let go.

Slowly walking out of the tent, I was about to spill a lap of royal salt around the tent, and suddenly a little snow and white doll jumped in front of me.

It all happened so suddenly that I sat in the tent screaming.

The little doll outside the tent is meaty, snowy and white. Strangely enough, on such a cold day, it was wearing only one red belly pocket, not even shoes!