Otherworldly Merchant

Chapter 174: The Crow Three-Voice

This came down so suddenly that all the passengers around were frightened. But if they touch porcelain, nobody dares to go up and help the old lady.

Fortunately, the old lady woke up soon, but she fell too hard, hurting her to curse. “What's going on? How could I fall? Fortunately, it's not broken, otherwise how can I compete in a square dance competition?” I said, rubbing my ass and walking away, I can't remember a thing that just happened.

The radio also informed us that the ticket check had begun and that the four of us had successfully boarded the train.

The train ran wild, and the sunglasses man fell asleep quickly after climbing to the upper bunk because he was guarding the little carpenter last night. Cold as frost, I was studying the golden compass with my headphones on, ignoring my plans with the little carpenter.

The little carpenter was all right, and he came over and talked to me: "Master, I don't think you're all that simple. What do you do? ”

Both frosty and sunglasses men on the road were cold and ice-cold attitudes that held me back. It's rare that there's a normal person to talk to at this moment, and I certainly won't let go of this opportunity: “I'm a shady businessman. ”

“The shady trader? What's that for?” Little carpenters don't understand.

Without waiting for my answer, frosty and cold said: “You don't understand, why ask so many questions? ”

The little carpenter shrunk his neck and was afraid to speak.

Look at that!! You don't talk to me yourself, you don't let anybody talk to me. Is this trying to bore me alive? And I glanced at her, and I said to the little carpenter, “A shady thing is something that the dead have used. ”

“Ah?” The little carpenter shocked: “So scary. ”

Cold as frost said, “Scary? Don't you have one in your pocket? That comb. ”

After listening, the little carpenter looked pale and almost fainted on the spot.

Shit, we can't talk this day!

The next itinerary, the little carpenter, was dead, and he didn't say a word. Cold as a frost, I was very pleased with the effect and was proud to look at it several times. I had to take care of God with my eyes closed, who knew how to take care of me and fall asleep.

I had a dream confused.

I dreamed that I was back in the antique store, and Yin Xinyue was busy in the store, and I looked at her back and felt incredibly happy. All of a sudden, she turned around slowly, and I realized that she was not Yoon Xinyue at all. It was a beautiful, suffocating face. Her skin was greasy and her eyes were crisp. I didn't know how many men dreamed of having a delicate body.

I looked at her somewhat surprised.

She slowly gathered herself together and was so angry that Randy said to me, "How did you get here? I've been waiting for you for so long..."

We know each other?

The woman smiled and was about to speak, but I was shaken by external forces and woke up from my sleep. He looked at me cold and he said, "What's wrong with you? ”

“It's okay, I had a dream.” I'm relieved.

Cold as a frost nodded: “We're in the place. Get out of the car. ”

I answered and was just about to sit up from the bunk and suddenly I felt like I was holding something in my hand. Looking down, he suddenly startled me, and the wooden comb he kept in the little carpenter's pocket was actually in my hand at this moment.

Cold as frost obviously saw, she looked surprised: “What's going on? ”

You ask me, who am I going to ask?

I rushed up to the little carpenter and found him asleep. I put my hand in his pocket without saying a word, and there was nothing empty. The little carpenter woke up violently and shouted, “What are you doing? ”

I ignored him and walked aside with the cold frost: "Tell me the truth, what exactly is this wooden comb? ”

Cold as frost, earned my hand, his face constantly said: "It's just a very ordinary pussy, nothing special. ”

“Then why do I have it?” I frowned.

Frost smiled slightly: “Maybe it was the ghost who thought differently and looked at Zhang Dazhang's handsome cabinet. That's why I changed my mind and abandoned the little carpenter and chose you. That's why the wooden comb is in your hands! ”

“Since when do you have the heart to joke with me?” I stared at her dissatisfied.

"" Don't worry, Zhang Dazhang, you've been traveling north and south for years. You've seen a lot more weird things than this. It's not easy to beat you at all. ”

The train stopped steadily and we reached our destination.

When I got out of the car, I stuffed the wooden comb back in his pocket while the little carpenter was not paying attention.

The platform is small, and at first glance it's kind of a poor country. Out of the platform, we waited half a day on the side of the road to come to a small bus, and the car swayed for a long time, leaving us in a sparsely populated place.

I found lush woods on both sides, bent Panshan Trail didn't know where to go, and there were hidden crows screaming around.

Knock, knock.

The crows scream three times, and bad luck is coming.

Very bad luck!

Little carpenter's eyes fell asleep. At this time, he was not awake. Cold as a frost, he drank: “What are you still standing there for? Lead the way! ”

The little carpenter rubbed his eyes and slowed down to take us forward along the pit depressed mountain road. Rear Creek Village is ideal for hiding in the depths of the mountains, eliminating the rugged mountain road. It's just a pity that I don't have the strength of a little carpenter, and when I get halfway there, I feel like I don't have an organ below my waist.

Cold as frost is a little girl, but her physical qualities are surprisingly good. She walks extremely easily and is specially trained at first glance.

When we arrived in Xicun Village, the sun set and the sun shined in the village, giving people the feeling of coming to the outside world.

But when the villagers saw us, they all showed a vigilant look. If it was in the past, I would definitely be uncomfortable, but after experiencing the town of black and the village of the elderly, I really got used to it! Because people living in the deep mountains are often apathetic and not good at dealing with each other.

I sighed helplessly, I thought it would be better to hang out in the city. Should I find a chance to discuss it with Cold Frost? Next stop, choose the city as much as possible, and stop running into this trench.

The little carpenter took us to the house. He patted the door in front of the light-duty car on the road. Soon an old woman with a blind eye opened the door!