"What, I don't want to give it" Lao Hei's whole face pulled down at that time, and the knife-like look in his eyes was revealed again. otbnkotgt The fat man behind me felt that the atmosphere was not right, so he hurriedly stepped forward to interrupt, and said, "It's windy and rainy outside, so let's talk inside.
Haha, it's not a big deal.
Just let's talk about it."
In the room, Lao Hei sat opposite me, still staring at me.
I frowned and didn't speak, the atmosphere seemed awkward and dull.
"We broke into your house by mistake today, and we should apologize to you.
We are not bad people.
Didn't we help you when we just helped you catch that thing?
Otherwise, you have to be merciful and merciful.
Don’t argue with us.”
The fat man wanted to smooth things over, but Lao Hei glanced at him and said, "I want that stick."
His tone was like that of a arrogant bandit, holding back all the fat man's words.
The fat man had no choice but to look back at me.
I shook my head at him and made it clear that the matter could not be solved.
The fat man stood up, pulled me and whispered: "Let's talk outside."
When we got to the next room, the fat man said: "Xiaoshan, what's going on with you?
I've never seen you so accommodating in the past.
Do you really like the female ghost in this stick?"
I shook my head slightly, pondered for a while and then said, "Fat man, I think this stick may be an opportunity for me."
The fat man immediately showed a puzzled expression and didn't understand what I meant for a while.
I knew he didn't understand, so I organized my words a little and said, "Do you still remember that little old man we met when we were kids?"
"That guy who sells used books at the north gate of the school, oh my god, you still believe what that old man said to this day?
It's all nonsense."
The fat man shouted.
The old man I mentioned to Fatty was the one we met when we were in elementary school.
At that time, our elementary school had two doors.
The front door was usually for students, and the back door was usually for teachers and staff.
There was a bustling street outside the back door.
At that time, Fatty and I often went to the Children's Palace on the commercial street, so we always went to the back door.
When I was in fourth grade, an old man came to sell used books at the back door.
The stall was very small, only as big as four desks in front and back.
The old man is very energetic and looks like he is in his 70s.
His face is full of wrinkles and folds, and he usually doesn't like to talk to others.
There is no nonsense when selling books.
There is a small jar next to it.
If you want to buy a book, you can throw money into it.
For a while, the fat man and I passed by the old man, and the old man suddenly stopped us.
I still remember his face looking at me, as weather-beaten as a carved statue.
He looked at me and suddenly grinned.
I asked him what happened and he said that I would have to deal with ghosts in the future.
At that time, I was in a hurry to play, so I didn't have time to talk nonsense with him, so I took the fat man and left.
Unexpectedly, the old man never appeared again from that day on and disappeared.
"I don't think it's nonsense.
This visit to Yunnan may have been arranged secretly."
I got a little excited, and my voice got a little higher.
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The fat man frowned and looked at me.
He knew my temper and accepted death.
He usually looks easy-going, but he actually has his own ideas, and even ten cows can't get him back from the things he is sure about.
"That old black guy wants your stick.
Are you going to give it to me or not?
If not, you have to figure it out."
The fat man shouted dissatisfied.
After thinking for a while, I took out an object from my pocket.
It was a piece of jade, the size of a thumbnail, tied with a red rope.
The surface of the jade was engraved with the image of Guanyin Buddha, and the back was flat.
"How about giving this to him?"
I whispered.
"You're fucking crazy.
This is a relic left by your grandma to you.
It's so unfilial to give it away like this.
Put it away quickly."
The fat man shouted anxiously while pushing my hand back.
I frowned and said, "What should I do?"
The fat man sighed and took off his watch from his wrist.
The genuine Rolex was worth a lot of money at that time.
His uncle gave it to his father, and his father gave it to him.
When we went out to play in the past, as long as the fat man flashed this watch, the girls around him would flock to us.
"What are you doing?"
I asked in a low voice, feeling nervous.
"Don't worry about it.
Keep the jade and I'll give him the watch.
Anyway, my uncle doesn't have any shortage.
I'll get one when I have money."
The fat man walked out while he was talking.
I held the stick and looked at him, feeling full of guilt.
Sure enough, the watch bought us shelter from the rain all night.
Don't say that Lao Hei is grateful for his heart, that's how the world is.
Everyone who had been busy for a long time fell asleep, leaving only Lao Hei and me.
I didn't sleep because I was afraid that Lao Hei would touch my stick while I was asleep.
He sat across from me, fiddling with the blackened copper coin.
I thought about it and then said: "You can lock that monster by yourself, why do you need me to lock it with a stick?
After I locked it, you wanted to take away my stick too?"
Lao Hei grinned coldly and said, "You're not stupid either."
I frowned and didn't answer.
He looked back at me and looked me up and down before saying, "Do you know what kind of business I am doing?"
This question stopped me, so I shook my head.
Lao Hei laughed again, this time even more exaggeratedly, and said: "These days, old objects are valuable.
Especially antiques.
A vase is more expensive than a box of gold.
Then do you know what is more valuable than antiques?"
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I shook my head again, but I saw Lao Hei holding up the blackened copper coins in his hand, shaking them in front of me a few times and saying, "These are these different antiques."
"What do you mean?"
I still don't understand.
Lao Hei sneered and said something intriguing: "People always want to get something they can't get.
Beautiful women, countless money, and a life that will never grow old.
There are some things that ordinary people are unable to meet.
If you can sell them these things that they can’t come across, you can definitely make a lot of money.
This is what I do.”
After he finished speaking, he put the copper coins in his arms.
I wanted to ask some questions, but he closed his eyes and fell asleep with his head on his hands.
It was still pouring rain outside.
At that time, I was leaning against the wall holding the magic stick.
All the experiences of the Mosuo people seemed to be a baptism in my life, making me begin to believe that some invisible things really exist.
The next day, the heavy rain had passed, and a few of us were on the road again under the bright sunshine.
Lao Hei stood at the door, wearing Fatty's watch, and shouted with a smile: "Let's get together again later."
"Get together."
I cursed secretly, and everyone returned to the mountain road, and then walked all the way towards the town.
After arriving in the town, we finally met up with a few other people, but we made an agreement that no one mentioned what happened last night, and just said that we found a place to hide from the rain.
There will be a bus from the town to the city every two days.
Once in the city, you can find the train station and find a way back to Shanghai.
The bus will leave tomorrow.
It just so happens that there is a market in town these days.
Everyone is young.
Going to a market like this is not common in Shanghai and is very novel.
The ethnic minority market is very lively, and each stall sells completely different things.
There are many food, mountain products, and specialties.
Of course, there are also clothes and even children's toys for sale.
After we found a cheap guest house to stay, we went to the market.
There were a lot of people.
The fat man took us around and said, "Do you know what is the most fun thing about the market?"
He gave it up and saw that no one knew it, so he laughed and said: "It must be selling livestock.
There are also people selling horses here.
If you want to take a look, let's take a look."
In Shanghai, especially those living in urban areas, it is rare to see large livestock such as horses and cows.
After hearing this, several young people suddenly became interested, and a group of people hurried there.
I followed, and after walking a few steps I heard someone calling me from behind.
"That little brother, little brother"
The voice was very high-pitched, like a child's.
I didn't pay attention at first until my sleeve was pulled by someone.
When I turned around, I didn't see anyone.
"Here, here" Someone shouted again.
I was startled and looked down following the sound, only to see a little dwarf standing in front of my eyes.
He is only as tall as my thighs, and is generally called a dwarf.
This dwarf is a man, with a child's figure and an uncle's face.
He wears a khaki shirt and has an American rock 'n' roll hairstyle from the 1970s.
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"You called me" I asked strangely.
"Yes, little brother, can you sell that stick on your body?"
The dwarf man in front of me asked, and he mentioned my stick as soon as he started, which surprised me slightly
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