I moved out of my home and moved into Fatty's house. otbnkotgt "Shanzi, you can stay in the north room and I'll clean up everything for you.
I'll go to bed early at night, so you guys should speak softly."
The old man is very energetic, but in fact he is not in good health.
He fought so many battles in the past, and his body There were a lot of shrapnel left, some of which were very close to the heart, threatening the old man's life at any time.
But after going through so many ups and downs, his perseverance is unmatched by ordinary people.
At night, I, Fatty, and Luo Qiong met for a meeting.
After all, Brother Zhuzi is not yet a member of our small group.
To put it bluntly, there is a cooperative relationship between us and Zhuzi.
There are a lot of things in my heart that I cannot say out loud, so I have to hide them.
"What Zhuzi said is true.
We have to find ways to protect ourselves when we get down there.
Everyone is a master with great abilities, and we are still little shrimps.
If we can't learn to protect ourselves, we will be the ones who suffer in the end."
After the fat man finished speaking, he glanced at me.
I smoked a cigarette, thought for a while and said: "After we go in, if we figure out the way, we will do our own thing."
As soon as these words came out, both Fatty and Luo Qiong were a little surprised.
In fact, their previous thoughts were the same as those of beads.
To put it simply, they were to pick up the treasures behind the masters sent by Linghuan.
It would be best if they could pick up the treasures, but if they couldn't, it would be better.
No one else is to blame.
Even if the agreement between Lingzhen and I can be counted, if it goes underground, it is impossible for people to take out the treasures they have received in their pockets.
"Brother Shan, what do you mean?"
Luo Qiong came closer and said.
"Lingzhen and I had a transaction in the old temple, but the words spoken verbally are not reliable in my opinion.
And Lingzhen may not come in person this time.
If the people under him are jealous of money, they are not willing to deal with us.
If you open it half and half, you will probably end up with nothing left.
Of course, this is not bad.
You always think you can make a fortune by picking up beads, but you are too naive.
Fa, based on his relationship with Linghuan and his experience in the Tao, people would not necessarily make things difficult for him if he found something.
But we are different.
The three of us are just starting out and don’t have much ability.
If we don’t find the treasure, we can escape unscathed.
That’s good.
But if we pick up the treasure and the other party asks us for it, we can’t beat them, and we will have to give in.
Is this the truth?”
Fatty and Luo Qiong are not as thoughtful as me.
I have finally seen the horror of this circle.
It's not that I think people are bad, but that people's hearts are indeed broken.
"Then what do you mean?"
The fat man put out his cigarette butt and asked more questions.
"We will follow them in first.
When we get to a place that I think is safe, the three of us will find a way to break away from the team.
If Zhuzi is willing to follow us, then we will definitely welcome him.
But most likely he will follow the masters of the Ling family, so the three of us should not go too deep. , find a way to find some treasures in a safer underground area, and if you can find one, you can make tens of thousands of dollars, and you can also support your uncle. " This is my idea, and it is a relatively safe idea in my opinion.
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Fatty and Luo Qiong looked at each other.
In fact, they did not think this was such a terrible thing at the beginning.
But now that I said it so nervously, these two people began to take it seriously.
"Okay, I feel like people from the Ling family will be here in the next few days.
Let's hurry up and prepare."
Fatty and Luo Qiong didn't have much objection, and I nodded.
After standing up from the bench, the fat man said: "How about we go to the morning market tomorrow?
We don't have anyone who can take advantage of us now.
Your animal bone dagger is broken.
I have three more here, one for each person, but this It's probably useful against ghosts, but it's not very useful against earth beasts or zombies.
You have to find a way to get some powerful iron guys to defend yourself."
In fact, that was exactly what I meant.
We said good night to each other and slept until dawn the next day.
It was my second time to go to the morning market, and I felt that this time there were a lot more people than last time, and there were a lot more stalls in the market.
We leaned to the right.
Generally speaking, the stalls for sellers are on the right, especially for ironware.
The surface is covered with black cloth, and there are not many stalls.
If you see a policeman passing by, you will immediately be ready to roll up the stall and run away. .
The fat man took Luo Qiong and I to look for it on both sides.
After walking around for a while, we met.
"I didn't find anything here.
They were all selling machetes.
Those things are hard to carry, and the steel is not good.
Some of them are rusty."
I shook my head and said helplessly.
"Hey, I found something here, come and take a look."
The fat man shook his head with a smile and led me to the south corner.
Not far away, I saw a man wearing black clothes and covering his face, who looked a bit like a foreigner, squatting on the ground with a table in front of him.
Several guys were covered with black cloth.
"Foreigner"
I whispered strangely.
"Well, it seems to be from the Middle East.
Look at the guy on the ground."
The fat man pointed to a few knives covered with black cloth on the ground.
I looked at them intently.
These knives were covered with black cloth, but they still looked cold.
The handles of the knives were all made of wood, and there was a ring inlaid on the handle.
The copper ring looks completely different from the machete.
The fat man took the lead and walked over, squatted down and said, "Can you understand Chinese?"
The seller nodded, and then the fat man asked: "Can I take a look?"
The seller still didn't say anything, so the fat man directly lifted up the black cloth.
When I saw it, my eyes were stunned.
There were three scimitars in front of the good guy.
They were said to be scimitars, but they were different from the scimitars used by our Chinese nomads. .
It looks more like a dog's thigh.
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The top of the blade is particularly thick, but it becomes thinner when it extends to the handle.
There is a piece in the middle of the blade that is abruptly twisted and looks like it has been folded.
There is a blood groove along the side of the back of the blade, and the entire scimitar looks like it has a cold murderous look.
I reached out and touched the blade, and couldn't help shouting: "What a great knife."
"Hey, do you know what this is?"
The fat man turned his head and deliberately showed off in front of Luo Qiong.
Luo Qiong shook his head stupidly, and the fat man said proudly, "This is called the Gurkha Scimitar, and it is the national sword of Nepal. .
Generally divided into two types, one is a handicraft, which is generally small, and the handle is inlaid with gemstones and crystals.
The other is a device.
Used by the military, it is about the same length as a dog's thigh.
When used, this kind of knife can often miss the opponent's blade, jam the opponent's weapon with the bend, and then stab the enemy's wrist.
It is very tricky, but also very domineering.
The Close Combat Weapon is such a good thing.
I thought it was invisible in China.
Hey, the morning market is such a great place."
The fat man was smiling as if he had seen a beautiful girl.
Naturally, I was elated, but when the fat man asked about the price, his face suddenly darkened.
"What the hell, one handful costs two thousand, three handfuls cost six thousand, no counter-offer allowed, no RMB or food stamps accepted, only converted US dollars, why the hell don't you go and grab it?"
These three knives are indeed very good and will definitely help us a lot, but the price is too high.
In the 1980s, there were indeed many foreigners coming to China to exchange foreign currency, and there were also many piling models in Shanghai selling foreign goods such as foreign cigarettes every day.
But Fatty and I don’t have any connections in this area.
Even if we did, we really wouldn’t be willing to spend 6,000 yuan to buy three knives.
Wouldn’t it be a huge loss if they fell into a secret underground passage?
"It's a good thing, it's cheaper."
The fat man felt itchy in his heart, but the other party refused to let go, and in the end they had no choice but to part ways.
Obviously, we would not be able to get an advantage every time.
After some calculation, we could only hit him with an animal bone dagger, which was better than nothing.
When we returned to Fatty's house in the afternoon, we saw an old-fashioned Hongqi car parked at the door and two soldiers in green military uniforms standing at the doorway.
All three of us were surprised.
"Fat man, a big official is coming to your house."
I joked with a smile.
"Damn it, look at the license plate," the fat man pointed at the license plate of the Hongqi car and shouted.
I took a quick look and my expression changed.
The license plate was: a023873.
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