Otherworldly Merchant

The moment the little doll looked up, all three of us were scared.

Those eyes are actually black eyes, pitch black, as if two deep ancient wells could suck in the human spirit.

It had a long spring around its neck and jumped right into the tent. The elongated neck is tied to a head, and the fat head looks left and right in the tent, like a great curiosity!

Li Mazi and Boss Bai were scared to hide behind me, shaking all over me and afraid that the little doll would suck their cheer away. You know, kids' ghosts are best at sucking people's cheer.

Yang Qi was sucked away, so I really got to get Marx to report it down there.

I am mindful of the moral scriptures, releasing powerful spiritual power, hoping to deter this little doll!

The moral scriptures calmed me down, and as I was about to draw out the Ghost Chopper's double knife, I accidentally discovered that the little doll had no evil temper.

After a circle in the tent, the little doll's eyes stared closely at the noodles we had brought, and I picked up the noodles and asked, "Want some? I'll make it for you if you eat. ”

The little doll looked at me and nodded hard.

My elongated neck swayed up and down as I nodded, and I was afraid it would break when I pushed it hard.

Rekindle the fire, boil the water, soak the noodles. Ten minutes of kung fu, just a bowl of Master Kong's red roasted beef noodles. The little doll is very happy with the noodles and doesn't need chopsticks and comes up and sucks them directly with her mouth.

Look at the way the doll eats. For the first time, we thought the spaghetti was so delicious, we were hungry.

Little dolls seem to love noodles, eating one bowl and one bowl, eating five bowls in one breath.

We can see the tongue.

The little doll pointing at the last bowl of noodles and pointing at his own mouth.

The three of us were completely surprised and asked in unison: "You want more? ”

The little doll nodded happily and I swallowed my mouth and pushed the last bowl of noodles into front of the little doll.

Li Mazi was quietly asking me, what exactly is this little doll? In the wilderness, a little doll wears a red belly pocket barefoot, which doesn't make any sense. But this little doll doesn't look like a ghost, it looks like a food.

I pointed to the little doll's feet and whispered, "Look at its feet. Is it a bit like ginseng rootstock? ”

Boss Bai shouted out in surprise: "Ginseng doll! ”

I nodded, pretty good, this little doll is the legendary ginseng doll. Legend has it that in the old woods of the northeast, there is a kind of ginseng, century-shaped, millennial sperm, called ginseng doll.

We should have a century-shaped ginseng doll in front of us, because a century-shaped ginseng doll understands ginseng, but doesn't speak ginseng.

As soon as Li Mazi heard that this was the legendary Ginseng doll, her eyes flashed a golden glow: “Is this Ginseng doll worth a fortune? ”

I knocked him in the head, and it really grew in the eyes of money, and everything was measured by money.

The last bowl of spaghetti noodles was also eaten by the ginseng doll, and it seemed to be endless, holding an empty bowl of spaghetti noodles, licking her lips and staring at us with a large pair of eager eyes.

I picked up the bag and shook it, telling it with great sincerity: "No, you ate it all. ”

The Ginseng doll helplessly dropped the bowl, and suddenly her eyes lit up, as if she had discovered something.

I couldn't help but laugh at the sight of the Ginseng doll, whose eyes stared dead at the other two bags.

He looked at the bag, he looked at me again, he was holding his mouth, and he seemed very upset. It's like I'm hiding something good and not feeding it.

Ginseng dolls are still snacks, Chinese legend doesn't say that!

I shook my head helplessly: “No, there's really no good food...”

Ginseng doll came running over, grabbed my hand, chirped what I wanted to say, but unfortunately I couldn't understand a word.

It's been a while. I don't understand. I'm in a hurry. Finally, I pushed my hand away and ran like a gust to the front of two backpacks.

His hands trembled and everything in his backpack shook out.

I yelled, "No!" But it was too late, Li Mazi and I spent the whole day grinding all the garlic juice on the ground, and the old man grinding all the chili noodles for us, and the rooster blood. For a moment, the air smells like garlic and chili.

The ginseng doll also seemed afraid of the smell of garlic and rushed into the tent with her nose covered.

Alas, it's always up to adults to take care of the problems that bear kids get into. Me, Li Mazi and Boss Bai sighed and cleaned up the rest of the ground.

After counting, it was sadly discovered that only a vial of chili noodles remained, and that the garlic juice was all over the army and could not be picked up.

Our painstakingly prepared clandestine weapons against the zombies have damaged much of it.

Tortured by ginseng dolls all night, and the sun came up. When the sun shined on the tent, a bright light jumped out of the tent and flew straight into the deep forest.

Although the ginseng doll has been moulded, after all, the sun is too weak to hold the sun, so I went back.

We carry the rest of the material, along the trail, the further up, the heavier the yin, the stronger and stronger the feeling of being watched!

As I walked to the waist of the hill, there was a left and right two forks, and I took out the compass to carefully discern the orientation, pointing to the trail on the right.

The deeper the weed, the quicker it will be before our knees.

The three of us got a lot of blood cut out of our faces, got sweaty, and our faces hurt hot.

The three of us are like three fools, walking around in the mountains, wandering around for a few days and not finding any clues about the zombies!

I was desperate to find it, and the pride of the crowd before climbing the mountain was in vain. The mountain is really too big, the orientation is difficult to determine, even if the exact location of the monk king's tomb is known, it is difficult to locate.

Li Mazi took out the last packet of compressed biscuits and carefully broke it into three parts: “This is the last packet of dry food, why don't we go back and refill some dry food before we go up the mountain? ”

I didn't talk, Mr. White nodded.

The spaghetti was eaten by the ginseng doll. I ate compressed cookies for a few days, and I almost threw up.

I chewed the last bit of the compressed cookie slowly, and I felt a little backwards in my heart. Fuck, you're gonna starve yourself to death before you finish your business.

What if we don't finish our fucking business? So what if Secretary Liu is more powerful? Could he have eaten me? Besides, his mother had a wish. None of my business?

It's just this feeling of knowing that the baby is around you, but trying your best and not touching it at all, it's really boring. At that moment, I felt useless!