After Bai Kai's story was told, I didn't hear much meaning. The whole history of blood and tears of a fool.
But he seemed to have more to say, and he was about to continue talking. But seeing the reaction from Lao Qiu, Bai Kai had no choice but to run over to see the situation.
Lao Qiu had already woken up at this time, he seemed a little dizzy, his eyes were a little empty, and he looked like he hadn't woken up.
Bai Kai and I are not too close, this old Qiu has not figured out what it is now, so naturally we have to be wary.
Lao Qiu wasn't surprised, he looked at his naked upper body, then at the two of us standing at the door, and suddenly called out: "The door isn't open?" It's over! Time is gone!
After saying that, Lao Qiu rushed out of the hut regardless, even without clothes on. The momentum was so strong that it knocked me and Bai Kai aside.
Before I recovered, Bai Kai had already chased after him. When I ran to the yard, I saw that old Qiu opened the iron gate.
Bai Kai stood two steps away from the door, dumbfounded.
I yelled: "Damn Bai Kai, your head was squeezed by the door?! The door opened!"
Bai Zuo didn't return and even shook his hand a few times, but still didn't move.
I didn't dare to pass, so I couldn't help but retreated to the front of the factory building. Jian Baikai was helping Lao Qiu open the door on the other side at this time. I thought it was broken, Bai Kai was caught.
Looking back, there is not even a place to hide in the factory building. I guess it's also a catch in a urn.
Thinking about it this way, I didn't plan to hide any more. I flashed out of the factory building, and the wind outside suddenly picked up. Bai Kai and Lao Qiu walked side by side towards the factory building, the wind was blowing so hard that I couldn't keep my eyes open, and I couldn't tell who they were.
I rubbed my eyes, and my heart skipped a beat, no, it doesn't look like there are only two people!
It's pitch black outside, and I'm not sure. I had no choice but to run to Lao Qiu's hut, where at least there were still lights.
After a while, Lao Qiu and Bai Kai walked into the workshop silently.
I grabbed the firewood stick that Lao Qiu used to burn the stove. The heart said that one would come in and the other would be knocked down first.
I heard the footsteps of the two people outside getting closer and closer, and my hands tightened secretly.
But I didn't come to act hastily, I saw a figure at the door flashed, opened his waist, and got in directly. Before I could react, he reached out and grabbed the firewood stick.
I didn't struggle, it's obvious that Bai Kai's expression doesn't look like he's been caught.
He whispered something really fucking dangerous, turned around to greet him, and Lao Qiu also walked in from the door.
Bai Kai closed the door smoothly and said, Xiao Que, please show me next time, don't kill 800 enemies every time your mother takes you out, and hurt yourself 1000.
I said: What's the matter with you? Collusion
Bai Kai said: "Old Qiu made this ghost market, don't just be surprised now, your jaw will drop in a while. Remember not to make any noise, An Sheng will watch!"
Bai Kai winked at Lao Qiu, and Lao Qiu nodded repeatedly. The two took a few pieces of paper from the table, opened the door and went out.
I didn't follow, Bai Kai made a stop gesture for me.
I had to put my ear to the door to see what the hell they were up to.
It was very quiet outside, and the sound of Lao Qiu and Bai Kai walking around could not be heard. Occasionally there will be a bit of wind, but it is obviously much smaller than before.
Lao Qiu's house has no windows, which made me almost scratch my face in anxiety. In the end, I opened the door a little. First, I was really curious about what was outside, and second, I was worried that if I was in the house, it would be a scheme against me. I had to be on guard.
As soon as the door was opened, a scent of Buddha came in. I saw two red dots in the dark factory building.
Thinking of the story Bai Kai told before, I immediately knew it was suppressing Yang Qi. But does Bai Kai have anything to buy from the ghost market
I waited patiently, and nothing happened outside. It's nothing more than the fragrance of Buddha is getting bigger and bigger, and I don't know if it was opened in vain and burned a few more.
About five or six minutes later, I finally heard a crisp lighter sound, and then the factory building was lit up. Under the firelight, I saw a piece of paper being burned, and then as the paper slowly burned, everything went dark again. go down.
After that, after a while, Bai Kai burned another piece of paper. This went back and forth several times. It was only then that I saw Bai Kai stamped out the Buddha incense and went back into the house.
When he and Lao Qiu came in, he brought a strong scent of Buddha, which almost brought tears to my eyes.
I hastily asked Bai Kai, what are you doing? Going to the market
Bai Kai whispered, yes, we were asking the price just now, it's a bit expensive, but fortunately, it didn't cost me.
I was taken aback when I heard it, co-authoring is still a high-end ghost collection today? With bids? Auction!
I asked: what do you buy? Have you bought it yet
Bai Kai stretched out his hand, and in his hand was a small handful of paper ashes. He put the paper ashes into Lao Qiu's tea mug, and said, "It's all here!"
Bai Kai saw that I was puzzled, so he said again, Xiao Que, you will know after drinking this coffee and trying it!
I thought to myself, damn you think I'm blind! Is this fucking coffee? You might as well say it is Banlangen!
I shook my head quickly, but Bai Kai didn't say any more, but Lao Qiu came up and said tremblingly: "Boss Jiang, I originally drank this stuff, and I drank it for several years, but this time it's up to you to drink it." No. I can’t help it either. Be flexible.”
Lao Qiu's expression was very kind, showing a bit of apology. But I still can't accept the fact that he can speak suddenly, I always feel that this thing is tricky.
I asked Bai Kai, if you want me to drink it, you can give me an inevitable reason.
Bai Kai cleared his throat and said, Xiao Que, you have to believe that I can't harm you. It is reasonable to say that Lao Qiu should drink this stuff, but this time he asked you to drink it by name, otherwise the deal would be out of the question.
I got a little annoyed when I heard it, but before I got angry, my anger went out in an instant.
Because Bai Kai continued: "Xiao Que, that filth outside said he knew you. This paper ash is only useful if you drink it."
I looked at Bai Kai, then at Lao Qiu, and was speechless for a moment.
Dirty know me? Where does the filth know me? But only saw Bai Kai shaking his head.
The current situation is the most difficult one, because all the pressure is concentrated on me alone.
I smoked a cigarette and thought about it, convincing myself that it was just a dream, and maybe I could get some great clues.
Fearing that he would regret it, he didn't dare to hesitate too much, so he took a sip of water and dried the paper ashes.
The taste of this stuff was so bad that I could barely spit it out. Bai Kai patted my shoulder, said that he would watch over me all the time, and arranged for me to lie down on Lao Qiu's bed.
Lao Qiu's bed was very warm, and the bed board was softer than I expected. It's quite comfortable to lie on.
I was also tired all day, and I said that falling asleep is fine. Seeing that Bai Kaizhen moved a stool and sat next to the bed, I gradually let go of the uneasiness in my heart, and unconsciously felt that I fell asleep.
I think there should be no one in this world who can't dream, but usually there is no concept of how long dreams start after falling asleep, or the concept is vague.
This time, however, it was the opposite. I could even roughly count the time between when I fell asleep and when I fell asleep.
At first I thought it wasn't a dream at all because I was so awake.
Then the scene in front of me gradually became clearer, and I could be sure that it was a dream. Because I'm standing in one of my empty old houses.
The layout of the house is very warm, but it should be a house many years ago, and the sofa is the kind of gray cloth sofa that only existed in my grandfather's generation. There was no TV, only a huge radio.
I stretched my arms and moved my legs, and found that I could move, so I walked around the room and watched. The house was cleaned very clean, and there was no sunlight outside the window, it seemed to be a cloudy day.
I saw two teacups on the coffee table, still steaming. There should have been two people chatting here not long ago.
I thought about it and ran to another room to look, and sure enough, in another room, there was a person with his back to me, sitting on a desk reading or writing.
Even though it was in a dream, I was still a little nervous. I'm afraid he will find me.
I stopped and waited for a while, seeing that the man didn't respond, I quietly went over to see who he was and what he was doing.
After walking a little further, one can already see the profile of this person. This is a young man in his thirties, wearing a pair of glasses, and drawing something with a ruler.
Because of the profile, I still can't see the whole face of this person clearly, but I always feel that this person seems familiar.