Shen Hong took three gems to the Chaos Auction House. Shen Jiayao and Zhu Jianhua took the three mice back to the pet shop, and also took Su Jing with them. Su Jing had nothing important to do today, so she went there and trained all the pets inside. It took two Many hours. After returning home, he continued to study and deal with the garbage left behind, especially the magician's notebook and the magic patterns.
For Su Jing, this is a very ordinary and leisurely day, and for most people in Zhongyun City, this is also a very ordinary day. At noon, the sun was shining brightly, and as usual, three or two people were rummaging through a garbage dump in the suburbs of Zhongyun City.
It's so smelly and dirty here that most people would rather die than step on it to look for things. However, some people who are forced to do nothing by life can't care so much. Of course, even if you endure the dirt and smell, you can usually dig out some scraps and sell them for a small amount of money. Only when you are very lucky can you occasionally dig out something worth more than a hundred dollars. This situation is similar to winning the lottery. almost.
Liu Dazhu was a laid-off worker, in his forties or fifties, frail and sickly, and was rejected by many factories. He was once married and gave birth to a son, but because he was fond of gambling, his wife left him with their son. Now he is alone. He still owes a lot of debt, but it is difficult to even support himself. He can only make a living by picking up garbage. One day is one day.
He could only imagine in his heart that he could get rich just by picking up trash here, just like the legendary trash pickers in Dubai. Or maybe one day the creditor can't wait any longer and comes over to kill him. It doesn't matter if he's tired of living anyway.
He pulled out a cigarette that had been half-smoked and extinguished. It was still a little damp, but he picked it up without hesitation, wiped the dust on it, put it in his mouth, took out a match and lit it. Started smoking. Not clean? Unhealthy? He doesn't care.
He saw a large pile of garbage in front of him. It was piled high and it was obvious that it had just been dumped. He quickly walked over and started to rummage through it quickly. Among the newly dumped garbage, it is often easier to find some valuable items. There was a scrawny middle-aged man opposite him who was as poor as him. He was also rummaging through this pile of rubbish. The two looked at each other, neither said anything, and each rummaged through his own rubbish.
What made Liu Dazhu depressed was that after searching for a long time, he couldn't even find a few recyclable waste products. Suddenly, the skinny man opposite him let out a scream, which startled Liu Dazhu.
"What the hell? What's your name?" Liu Dazhu was in a bad mood and said angrily. When he looked up, he saw the thin man with a piece of sheet-like object stuck in the palm of his right hand, dripping with blood. It was unclear whether the object was a piece of iron or a piece of stone. It was flat. One side was obviously cracked from a certain part, and the other side was curved. It was sharpened and easily penetrated into the palm of the thin man. . Apparently, the thin man accidentally grabbed the sharp piece while rummaging through the trash.
"Haha, you deserve it." Liu Dazhu gloated. He was so miserable now that he could only feel better if he saw others being even worse.
"Ah!" The thin man was obviously afraid of pain, with a look of pain and fear on his face. He stretched out his left hand, pinched the sharp piece, pulled it out, and threw it in the trash. Then, he quickly took out a paper towel from his pocket, wrapped the injured finger, picked up a slightly cleaner rag, and tied the paper towel.
Originally, this rare and ordinary thing should have come to an end like this. But at this moment, the thin man suddenly felt dizzy and his eyes blurred. Before he could figure out what was going on, he fainted, foaming at the mouth, his body twitching, and his eyes turned white.
"Holy shit, is this guy sick?" Liu Dazhu was stunned for a moment, then turned around and left. He didn't want to cause trouble. He didn't want to call 120, he had never been so kind.
After walking a few steps, he heard the sound of twitching and struggling behind him disappear. Liu Dazhu subconsciously looked back. At this sight, he almost jumped with fright. What caught his eyes was a scene that he would never forget. I saw that the skinny man's body was rapidly decomposing, his facial features were deformed, and his body was like a deflated balloon... In less than half a minute, it turned into a puddle of mud, like a big lump of ketchup, with bones and internal organs visible. not see. Anyone who came to take a look would probably never imagine that this was actually a human corpse.
Liu Dazhu's face turned pale with fright, his legs were weak, and he wanted to leave quickly, but his legs were so weak that he became a little unruly. He was overwhelmed with thoughts: "What's going on? What the hell is going on?"
Liu Dazhu mustered up his last bit of strength and was about to speed up and leave. However, at this time, an idea suddenly flashed in his mind, and he thought of the sharp piece just now.
Even though Liu Dazhu was not very smart, he turned a corner. Although he was not familiar with that thin man, he had seen it several times around here. He was probably just an ordinary person. He suddenly fell to the ground and turned into mud. It was obviously extremely abnormal. , there is only one possibility, that is, the sharp piece just now was extremely abnormal.
Liu Dazhu was frightened in his heart, his heartbeat was racing, but at the same time he had a crazy thought. He was living such a useless life and it would be nothing if he died. Why were he so afraid? If you use that sharp piece, you can do a lot of things, you can kill anyone you want, or...
Liu Dazhu suppressed the fear in his heart, walked back step by step, and came to the pool of blood mud. He quickly found the blood-stained sharp piece, which was very conspicuous with blood.
He found a bottle, put his mouth next to the sharp piece, then used a stick to put the sharp piece into the bottle, then capped the bottle, waited for a moment, and then breathed a sigh of relief when he realized that nothing had changed. He took a deep breath, took out an old Nokia mobile phone, and made a call.
"Liu Dazhu, I didn't expect you to take the initiative to call me. Do you have the money to pay me back?"
"Brother Bai, how can I have money? But I got an extremely terrible thing. You will definitely like it when you see it. This thing is definitely much more precious than one hundred thousand." Liu Dazhu said.
"what?"
"I can't tell you. You won't know until you see it, but I definitely won't let you down."
"If you dare to play tricks on me, I will make your life worse than death."
"Brother Bai, even if I don't want to live anymore, I don't dare to play tricks on you."
"Then see you at the same place tomorrow at ten o'clock in the morning."
"Okay." Liu Dazhu hung up the phone, feeling excited and nervous. He held the bottle in his hand tightly for fear of breaking it. He glanced at the pool of blood on the ground, walked to the garbage pile above, and used his feet to clean up the many bottles. The garbage was pushed down, covering the blood, and then left.