Otherworldly Merchant

At 10 noon, the old man pulled the lead camel and stopped, hiding behind a large dune to distribute some grass and drinking water, and then took out Xinjiang specialty stone and handed it to me: “Gobi, that's it, it's hot at noon, I can't walk. Eat, drink and sleep. Good evening. Walk! ”

Though the old man seemed to think that besides the money, it was not bad enough to poison the food, I couldn't help but guard against the disciples of Death.

Though these guys are killers, they are always in charge, and they are very principled. Since they gave me an ultimatum of death and said they wanted to kill me on this day, it must be this day!

But I can't fail to guard against what they put down in advance, like putting something in food and drinking water, so I can't do anything with my limbs, and then I'll become a piece of fat on the caseboard and let him slash it!

So instead of picking up the waffles and water bags that the old man handed over, I ran to the camel and grabbed the bean cakes and bran and ate them.

The old man looked at me strangely and said, "Really, it's not like a family doesn't come into a door, it's like both. ”

“What?” I was laying on my leather bag and grabbing water from a camel, and when I heard him say it, I had to look up and ask: “You mean she ate camel grass, too. ”

“Yeah, they're both the same.” The old man bit another dry bag after he finished.

I wiped a bran off his mouth and came up to him and said, "Didn't you say you didn't know where you were going? If we hadn't walked together, how could we have seen her eat grass? ”

“When she found me, I was feeding the camel and she grabbed a try...” The old man said halfway and stopped, his eyes looking at my watch.

I took off my watch and shook it in front of him: "Is it worth three questions? ”

“All right!” The old man immediately glanced at him and nodded hard.

“What's she carrying? ”

“With a big bag on your back, the drums are long!” The old man held a waffle and stretched out his hands to compare.

“How did she get here? How did you get out of here? ”

“Riding a motorcycle, threw it at my son, bought three camels at Abu Ti's, one here, one she rides, still following a small one! ”

It turns out, no wonder the leading camel had to chase like a dead man. Turns out it took the little camel, it seems that the position of the little camel is the final destination!

“When did she get here? When did you leave again? ”

The old man grabbed the watch and said, "Three days ago, she asked me to wait for you here today. ”

Three days ago, three days ago, this guy had the whole plan?

But his mysterious journey led me here. What the hell?

And even stranger, why did you leave the postcode on the envelope exactly the same as the password that Takashi told me?

What the hell does that mean?

Is… Kosheng Cold also one of the twelve disciples?

The thought popped up and shocked me!

If he really was a disciple of death, don't say anything about his hand, and just cover him up in such a special capacity, no one would ever find out.

That's right!

No wonder the top criminal police in so many countries are helpless with the Death Disciples, and they haven't even been able to find out their true identities after so many big cases!

There is no need for each of these people to be as important as Gao Shengcoln in the stakeholder department. If there is one of them, no one will be able to find out.

Why did a case in Shanxi County attract him right away?

Even if the police have seen through the scene of their forgery, even if it involves foreigners and arms and drugs, it's almost time to report to the provincial public security bureau at the most. Why did it alarm the Ministry of Public Security? And sent someone with such a high rank to investigate?

Since he found traces of me staying at Xu's sheep soup shop, he deduced that I must have had something to do with the incident, and specifically asked me how I liked to kill people. What does that mean?

He mentioned Han Liu in front of me. What does that mean?

Pretending to be a taxi driver, I was deliberately given an extremely valuable pass.

If he was truly a Shinigami disciple and led me all the way to Gobi Beach to kill me, from top to bottom, no one would ever suspect him.

When I think about it, I have to sweat all over myself!

By then, the old man had eaten and drank enough and fell asleep with his arms clamped against the camel with watches and bills on his chest.

But I kind of turned the other way around. Did Kosheng Cold have anything to do with the twelve disciples? Did he do all this?

After avoiding a muggy noon, the old man, extremely greedy, drinks the camel and continues on his way.

The old man was a lonely man, either singing a Vi folk song out loud or chatting with me. However, he was just not talking about business, and once I turned around and wanted to ask him something else, he said with two hands: "You don't have any money. ”

I was hoping to get out of here, maybe catch up with him before he gets to his destination.

But the old man said nothing, saying that the camels in his own house were too old, so he had to live and die.

I offered to ride the camel alone to chase him, and I went back and supplied him for another ten times the price.

He shook his head and shook his hands. “You're out of money! ”

For a few moments, I really wanted to move directly, hold this old man down, or manipulate his god with a spell.

But the next two things happened, and all of a sudden I was impressed by the old man.

The next night I met a group of hungry wolves, about seven or eight heads, one staring at the green oil and screaming, the camel shouted more and more, and my legs and feet were a little soft. If the wolves rush up, it's unthinkable.

The old man grabbed a little axe from his backpack and jumped off to let me go first.

A dozen minutes later, the roar of the wolves disappeared into the night.

Later, the old man came running after him with a couple of wolf skins, wiping his sweat and laughing. “That's good, we can get another camel! ”

Within a few minutes, he fought to kill seven or eight hungry wolves, and peeled off his hands and feet so he could sneak off to catch up with the camels who were moving on!

Whether it's power, speed, or combat skills, it's the best of the best.

Even if I did, it wouldn't be easy!

I guess even if I wanted to be rough, I wouldn't necessarily take advantage of it.

The other thing is, when the path was through a small oasis, a small number of dead bodies were lying under the salamander trees, and a few new bodies with their heads cut floating in the small pond, and the whole pond was stained red. Far away, you can feel a very strong yin, even camels seem to feel something, rather than die close.

But the old man screamed, “You're rich, you're rich!” Running past with a smile.

A lot of bloody watch necklace wallets and other things were scratched from the corpses and stuck in their pockets.

Just as he was rushing towards the pond, the ghosts surrounding him fled frightened! I don't even care about the hot sun out there, it looks like this guy is much more vicious than the ghost's most fearful sunshine.

Such a strong enough cheer won't do a damn thing even if I use a charm!

In other words, if I hadn't killed him, there was nothing I could do with the old man.

“Old man, you're raw! What were you doing when you were young?” I asked curiously.

“Hurry up, Camels! Bandits, villains, much more.” The old man said in disdain.

“What do you want with all the money you've saved? ”

“My son marries his daughter-in-law. Hurry up and have a baby with me.” He stretched out his hands and took it for granted.

Three days in a row, I marched with this strange, but very tough old man on Mungo Beach.

Today is the 22nd of July, the last day of the death ultimatum!