Li Chengze seemed reluctant to hear what I said, so I didn't say a word, and looked at him quietly. I used to hear from my seniors that this is what we are doing in this business. The price is determined by ourselves. Whether we can accept it or not depends on the owner. We can talk about the best, but we can’t talk about it. It only means that we have no destiny.
When Li Chengze was thinking about it, Mo Qianxue leaned over and gave me an angry look, "Luo Dongchuan, for the sake of classmates, can't it be cheaper?"
I glanced at her. Although she is very beautiful, but in this matter, it does not mean that being beautiful can be cheaper, so I whispered back, "No!"
She seemed to be irritated by me, then gave me another look, and said, "You are cheaper, and I will copy my homework for you in the future."
I smiled bitterly and did not speak. Frankly speaking, my current mind is not focused on studying. To put it bluntly, what is studying for is not to find a decent job in the future. , I'm quite satisfied, it looks a little ridiculous, but the income is good, and it can make others respect myself.
When Mo Qianxue saw that I didn't speak, she was a little anxious, as if she wanted to say something, but was stopped by Li Chengze next to her. Then Li Chengze said, "Money is not a problem, but I don't know how sure the little brother is?"
I was taken aback for a long time. He was worried that I didn't have the ability to handle the matter. It wasn't that I wanted too much money. He had known it earlier and wanted more.
However, I was content with 10,000 yuan, so I said, "I can go to your house and try it. It really doesn't work. I won't get a cent, and I will even return the cigarette to you."
When I say this, it is the rules of our ghostsmiths. If things are not done, the gifts must be returned.
Of course, since I dared to ask for 10,000 yuan, I naturally felt a little sense of measure, so I agreed with Li Chengze to go to his house after class tomorrow. He said if I could go during the day. I said I wanted to go during the day, but every day with School leave is not the end. What’s more important is that my seniors used to ask for leave on my behalf. I was afraid that I would ask for leave by myself and would be directly rejected by the head teacher.
Then Li Chengze saw that I said this, but didn't insist, so he led Mo Qianxue away, and I sent them to the door of the coffin shop, said a few goodbyes, went straight back to the second floor, and fell asleep with his head.
The next day, before the entrance of the campus, many students were heard muttering there, saying that Wang Yangming had taken apart his stool and knocked Zi Yangtao a few sap. Some people also said that Zi Yangtao deliberately demolished Wang Yangming’s stool because he wanted to give it to him. Wang Yangming was dismissed from the horse, and some people even said that Zi Yangtao was playing a bitter game. The main purpose was to fight Wang Yangming and decide who should carry the handle in the second and third class of high school.
For this kind of remark, I just ignored it, and didn't care much.
When I walked into the classroom, I could clearly feel that Wang Yangming and Zi Yangtao’s eyes were not right, especially Zi Yangtao, with a large circle of white gauze wrapped around his head, a stool leg on the desk, and his eyes staring fiercely at Wang Yangming, while Wang Yangming was Staring straight at Zi Yang Tao, it gave people a sense of master's tricks, just one look.
What I didn’t expect was that even though the two of them hated each other in this way, they didn’t start the fight at the end of the day. I found out after inquiring that they were calling for a meeting on a lawn behind the school this Saturday. In the decisive battle, what I couldn't let go of was that when school was over, the two of them approached me and said that they wanted me to be a notary.
I almost didn’t rush, so I immediately refused. Where do I know, they didn’t listen to me. Then Zi Yangtao said to me, "The boys in the second and third class of high school are not mine, but the stupid person. Now you are not standing in line. Who do you not be a notary? Of course, you can choose to refuse. The consequence of refusal is that we both beat you every day."
Lie down, I am definitely lying down.
However, Zi Yangtao has a good saying. The boys in our class did indeed stand in line, either with Ziyang Tao or Wang Yangming. I was the only student like me who could not get stained out of sludge. One.
In desperation, I nodded and agreed, and I prepared to go back to the coffin shop.
Just after I walked out of the classroom, Mo Qianxue kept following me, presumably because she was afraid of being seen, she kept a distance of ten meters from me.
When I returned to the coffin shop, Mo Qianxue immediately followed and said to me: "My uncle said, let me take you to their village."
I hummed and asked her to wait for me at the door for a while, then I went back to the coffin shop to find the toolbox that the senior brother usually uses.
Speaking of my brother’s toolbox, it is actually a wooden box with a canvas strip on the left and right sides, which contains some common carpenter’s tools, a Luban ruler, a saw tooth, a pair of ink fountains, a planer, and a chisel. Knives, etc., things like nails are not in this toolbox.
In the words of my brother, the ghostsmith used nails to discredit the ancestor.
I checked the toolbox roughly, everything was there, and I changed into a set of worn-out clothes, and then walked out of the coffin shop with the toolbox on my back.
When Mo Qianxue saw my clothes, Liu frowned, "What are you doing with your clothes?"
I gave a wry smile. In fact, I also want to go out to work in a handsome dress, but the work done by the ghostsmith is hard work. If you wear well, if you wear it well, if it breaks or gets dirty, then you should feel more distressed. It’s different if you wear worn-out clothes, anyway, it doesn’t matter if you break a few more holes.
At the moment, I did not explain to her, so I let her lead the way.
Then Mo Qianxue told me that her uncle’s hometown is in ** Village, about ten miles away from our town. It’s definitely not possible to walk there. You can only find a motorcycle, but that Mo Qianxue said again. No, it's not appropriate to ride a motorcycle.
Listen, when I was in high school, those girls were so innocent and exquisite. How could they be like high school girls nowadays, who were pregnant and aborted.
In desperation, the two of us had to find two motorcycles and drove straight in the direction of ** Village.
Speaking of this, there is one thing to mention. We ghostsmiths usually come to hit people with coffins or hit something related to the underworld. We cannot walk with external forces. We must walk on foot to show our sincerity and respect for our master. If the journey is far away, you can use external force, but you can’t get to the destination. You have to walk five miles on foot, and you don’t have to go to the door to help you see things.
We drifted all the way, and in the evening, we both arrived at ** Village. At this time, the sky was completely dark, and a round of bright moon slowly rose, sprinkling endless moonlight, illuminating the ground dazzlingly, making the entire village look like daylight.
I don't know why, I felt a little uneasy, especially after Mo Qianxue pointed out his uncle's new house, the feeling became stronger and stronger.
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