Otherworldly Merchant

“Are you sure you only opened three regiments?” I interrupted and asked.

“Right, right, three times.” The fat guide answered honestly.

But before that, how did the old man find it?

I frowned somewhat confused and directed him, “Go on, focus on the old man. ”

“I don't know, don't even say me...” He glanced at the mutilated body outside the campfire and shook it with horror, which is why he continued: “Even they don't know very well, only that the old man is a Japanese man, not long after he first came to China. And before that, it seemed to have been hurt, and more things, nobody knew, not even his name. We watched him wear a white Zhongshan suit all day, and we kept calling him Grandpa Bai. ”

I couldn't think of anything anymore, so I stopped talking, pointing to the traveler lying all over the floor and asked, "How do you clean up the mess every time? The old man's dead. Can you get them out of here? ”

“Yes.” The fat man nodded, “Just get in the car and you'll be hypnotized until you get out again. I drank a bowl of soup the first time I came here, so it's okay. Whatever happened during this period, they don't know, just think of my words as facts, and they will fantasize about something else in their mind. That is… that is, I am the only one who can take them out and promise not to leave any blooms behind. ”

The guy swore to Dandan to say, by the way, highlight his importance.

True, when I got off, it was wild mountain grass, seven or eight fierce men. The fat man said he was greeted by beautiful primitive villagers, simple villagers, and all travelers nodded unquestionably.

Looks like the old guy's hypnosis is really weird!

And weird as hell!

“I... I have long wanted to leave, that is... I will definitely be a good person when I go out and never do anything that hurts God again.” The fat guide, the one who only promised, voted for me.

He now sees clearly that, although I don't look too good to mess with, even killing the old man may be worse than foreigners, but I don't seem to want to hurt him at all, and I'm more concerned about the safety of these passengers. Just hold my thigh and you'll live.

“You tell them to put their clothes on.” I said to the crowd lying in chaos: "We leave here at dawn. ”

“Yes, yes.” Fatty hurried up, cleared his voice and greeted him aloud: "Dear friends, the bonfire party is over. Everyone follow me back to my room and rest. Tomorrow we have a better show waiting for you! ”

Strange, as his voice just dropped, all those people climbed up and wore clothes and shoes on the floor in an orderly fashion, each carrying a small bag and carrying a backpack - not even a person wearing the wrong backpack.

Only the long-haired young man I kicked out was still lying tall on the ground.

The fat guide led these men to a small, distant dirt house.

Parker pulled out a tissue and wiped his face all greasy. He stood up and smiled at me: “Zhang, this is such a pleasant trip. We worked together very well. I hope next time...”

“There will never be another time.” I glanced at him cold and took Qinna and walked away.

That row of dirt houses was divided into dozens of small houses, and I put Qin Na gently on the bed and walked out the door, sitting there smoking.

This trip was an accident, not a surprise, but opening another window for me.

I thought there was nothing strange about this world but demons and monsters. But after this, I realized that in addition to these, there were mysterious forces that I had never seen before, such as Pike's ant, the hypnosis of the old man.

If the Dragon Springs Mountain also gathered such a person...

My mission is so heavy, so much hope, so many silent sacrifices, even successive sacrifices, that I will never allow any accidents to happen.

Whatever difficult obstacles I encounter, I must complete them!

And the only way to do that is to keep getting stronger and stronger.

……

When I lit the third cigarette, the fat guide came back with empty sleeves.

He said there was still a lot of money here, all blackmailed by the bandits. Ask me what to do with it.

I don't even lift my head. Split up the passengers and do the rest of the good work! You hurt so many people, losing one hand is payback. For the rest of your life, you can think of more shade.

Fatty nodded heavily and sat beside me silently, staring at the cabin where Pike lived from time to time. Maybe Pike's hungry in the middle of the night. You want to eat him again?

The next day, just before dawn, the fat man greeted everyone.

Everybody's here, just Pike's gone.

Fatty was apparently taking a long breath at first sight when Pike was away, announcing to everyone that he had met a wolf at his convenience in the middle of the night and had his arm bitten off. I'm really sorry, but this three-day trip could only be completed sooner.

Then the bronze car started up again and sent us out in a crowd of complaints.

I lit a bunch of grass infarcts wrapped around the detonator and placed it in the hole while I was not paying attention.

Out of the hole, everyone was active.

Originally, the trip ended early, and some people complained that Fatty had lost an arm, and he offered to compensate everyone, so he was released.

Unlike when you arrive, you're on your way back to the sun.

Everyone seems to recall the beauty of last night, praising the beauty of the village and the simple hospitality of the villagers.

Then you see the clothes filled with dust, filled with grassroots and leaves, and you recall your madness. Well, drunk, overnight party, both men and women are incredibly happy...

The couples whispered and smiled so loudly.

Flat-headed and bald-headed also pulled up kick-ass little hands, making that long-haired young man unsurprisingly.

Qin Na is no longer Muna, she has become that lively little girl again. She jumped all the way to me, but no longer naughty, but blushed. She glances at me from time to time, her mouth is slightly curly, her eyes are very strange...

I know what she's thinking, some embarrassing cough two ways: “Turn on your phone and see if that number's still there? ”

When Qinna turned on her phone, she saw that her phone number had been changed to 185.

“Ah? Changed! How did you do that?” Chenna was very surprised to ask.

“It's a secret.” I laughed at her and added a little more tone: “It's our secret, just pretend you've never been here. ”

I have something else to say.

Qin Na stunned and waited very unhappily for me: “What if I wanted to put a secret in the album? ”

Her words also made a point, even with a slight threat.

“Then listen, three… two… one.” I pinched my finger for a second.

Boom!

A blast, a blast.

Everyone jumped and turned around and saw the whole hill collapse.

“Secrets are secrets, and there's a beauty called forgetting.” When I was done, I took a big step forward without going back.