Haunted Houses’ Chronicles

Chapter 72: Mysterious seller

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I have never been to this teahouse, but according to the location on the address, it is not too far from my place, so I will not delay the matter if I go there. After eating something, I went straight to the teahouse.

When I arrived at the teahouse, I went directly to the private room on the second floor as agreed on the phone. Pushing open the door, there were already four people sitting inside. They were all in their thirties, and they all greeted me with smiles. They were quite enthusiastic, which made me stunned. Talking about the house, as for four people? By coincidence, they're all men

I was a little afraid that this was a trap, so I didn't rush in. I turned around and glanced left and right, but there was no one in the aisle. From my experience, if this is a trap, then after I go in and close the door, there will definitely be one of their accomplices outside to block the door and let the wind out.

Since there is no one in sight, even though it is impossible to guarantee that the other party is in ambush, at least he will not be so empty in his heart. After thinking about it, I went in anyway. Anyway, this is on my land, so as long as it doesn't kill me, I'm sure I can find them all.

I went in and sat down, and the four of them were still very attentive. One handed cigarettes and the other poured tea, and they used phrases with me without saying a word. They were courteous for ten minutes, and no one opened their mouths to talk about business matters. I want to ask what kind of house it is, and where did they get my contact information, and they abducted me as soon as I opened my mouth.

I'm a little annoyed, this motherfucker is definitely not here to discuss business, is it possible that I am already famous in the industry enough to have fans? These four people came to get close to the idol? Seeing this, I didn't intend to waste time with them. I got up and said that I had something else to do, so I was going to open the door and get out of the way.

Seeing that I was leaving, the four of them were quite nervous, and hurriedly tried to persuade me to stay, but they still didn't talk about any business-related topics.

I really can't stay in this place anymore. These four people are obviously trying to delay time, and there may be some conspiracy in a while. I didn't even exchange pleasantries at all, I just opened the door and walked out. As soon as I took one leg out, I saw a person coming from the hallway out of the corner of my eye.

As expected, I was talking about this motherfucker, there are really some people outside blocking the door!

After going through so much, besides being bolder, my reaction ability has also improved a lot. In my heart, I have actually prepared for a desperate fight, and by the way, I have planned the escape route I will take when I rush out in a while. Unexpectedly, I took a closer look and found that it was a little old man walking over, wearing a black hat, hunched over, looking very careless, when I met me, he smiled and nodded, making a "" Please" gesture.

I finally understood why the four people inside tried their best to keep me. I guess they were waiting for the old man to come over. Those four people must not have the right to speak, so they have been working with me. But even if the old man comes over, I don't have much interest in this business now, it's a bit big, and I'm not short of his money. I shook my head with the old man, meaning there was nothing to talk about, and I didn't even stop, just walked out.

The old man didn't try to stop him, and even gave way to the aisle. However, after walking a few steps, I couldn't help but stop, because I suddenly discovered one thing - the hat worn by this old man looked very familiar.

I turned around and took another look, and my heart tightened suddenly. Isn't this the fucking hat Liu Laizi gave Fang Wanjin? How come he came here? Or did he have one of his own

I stood where I was, staring at the hat on the old man's head. The old man didn't turn his head back, and just kept standing like this, as if he wanted me to observe on purpose. I took a few more glances, and I can be sure that this is absolutely the same as the hat left by Cripple Liu. At least, there is no deviation in style and color.

This old man knows Liu Xizi? Liu lame also gave him a hat before he left? Or does he have anything to do with Liu Zizi's disappearance? I think the old man is not young, so maybe he really is an old-timer in the field of metaphysics. I regret that I didn't wait for Qin Yiheng to come with me, and I wanted to ask the old man about his hat, even where he bought it, but I just shook my head with him, and I still couldn't help it.

After hesitating again and again, I felt that I still couldn't let go of this opportunity. I took two steps forward and called the old man. The old man turned his head and smiled at me with the creases all over his face. The white beard on his chin was quite long, and he didn't open his mouth to speak, but still made a "please" gesture.

This time I didn't refuse, just nodded and walked back. The four people in the room were very happy to see me coming back, so they hurriedly moved out of the way and went out, and when the old man came in, they closed the door gently.

The old man looked weak, but his aura was quite strong, which made me sit on the chair and feel inexplicably nervous all the time, a bit like the feeling of waiting for the teacher to come and reprimand me for doing something wrong when I was a child.

The old man still didn't open his mouth immediately after sitting down, but took a sip of tea slowly, and when he finished drinking a small cup of tea, he suddenly said: "Young man, what's your name?"

The old man's tone was very kind, but it gave me the feeling that he was not polite. I had no choice but to reply, "My name is Jiang Shuo."

After hearing this, the old man looked up at me, smiled again, and continued to ask: "Wan Jiangshuo?"

His question made me dazzled. I am very sensitive to the surname "Wan" now. Damn, he doesn't think I have anything to do with the Wan Family Ancestral Hall, does he? Co-authoring is to admit the wrong person, thinking that I am from the Wan family? I hurriedly explained to the old man that my surname is Jiang and my name is Shuo.

The old man nodded after hearing this, poured another small cup of tea, and asked again after finishing his drink, "Do you know what to buy tomorrow?"

I thought to myself, isn't this old man fucking insane? Why is the tone a bit like playing the lottery crazy? But thinking this way in my heart, I definitely can't say that in my mouth, so I can only shake my head: "I don't know."

After hearing this, the old man looked at it thoughtfully for a while, then took out a small object from his arms, and instead of handing it to me, he put it on the table, pointed it out, and asked me: "Have you seen it?" This thing?"

I hadn't been in for three minutes, and the old man kept asking me questions, which made me a little flustered. How come it looks like an interview? I feel that I am very passive now, and I want to ask the old man something. In the current situation, it is probably useless to ask, so I stood up, took the little thing over, and looked at it in my hand.

I do know this thing, it’s a square seal, it’s not black, it feels like a clay sculpture, it’s about the size of half a palm, it’s quite heavy, the workmanship is rough, it’s obviously not a high-end object. I've only seen this seal carved in stone or jade, but this is the first time I've seen one made of this material. I looked at the bottom, and there were not many words engraved on it. I tried to read it, but I didn't recognize a single word.

Putting down the seal, I shook my head at the old man. The old man stared at me for a long time without speaking, but kept drinking tea. I saw the way the old man drank tea, and I guess he was in better health than I expected, otherwise he would have had to urinate frequently and go to the toilet.

After the old man finished drinking another cup of tea, he said, "I will put this seal with you first. Please keep an eye on it for me. If I find one similar to this one, I will pay a high price for it."

When the old man said this, he really seemed to be here to discuss business. For a long time, I planned to ask me to help find the property, but I obviously came to talk about the house, so I asked the old man: "Didn't you talk about the house?"

When I asked, the old man smiled strangely, and said: "If you find this thing that you are looking for, as long as you find it, you can earn much more money than selling the house." After speaking, he got up and went out.

Now I can't sit still, let's not talk about whether the thing he gave me is safe or not, maybe it is a time bomb, the point is that I still have many questions that need to be answered by him. So, I stopped the old man, hoping he could stay and talk again.

The old man stopped to look at me, and suddenly asked me: "How many fingers do you have on your hand?"

The old man's tone was still calm, but it made me speechless. His question was really a little profound. Is this a threat to me? Does it mean to stop him again and take care of your own life, or does it really mean something else? While I was in a daze, he straightened his hat as if nothing had happened, and opened the door. The four people outside were probably guarding the door all the time, seeing the door opened, they hurriedly welcomed the old man out.

To be honest, I was disappointed with my performance. Speaking of which, I've met quite a few people, but I didn't expect them to be so young. The old man's few words made me confused. Now that I am like this, I feel that I missed this time, and I am afraid that I will not have the opportunity to ask in the future, so I chased him out, shouted "stay", and asked the old man where I bought this hat, regardless of whether the old man stayed or not. Yes, I see many people wearing them.

This question was decided after a short consideration by me, and it is quite obscure. The old man, who is so rich in the city, must also understand the meaning of my words.

When the old man heard my question, he really stopped, but he didn't turn his head. He just coughed lightly and said, "These hats are worn by people whose bodies are half buried in the ground. Young people should follow the fashion. "After finishing speaking, I went downstairs.

I didn't chase him out, because I knew very well that even if I chased him out, it would be useless, and I might have to be beaten. When I got back to the private room, I looked out the window and watched the old man and the four people get into two cars respectively and drove out of sight. Then I sat down and thought about what was going on.

The car the old man got on just now is a BMW 7 series, the price is really not cheap, it can be seen that the old man is not a poor man, but how did he find me? Is it because the line of work I do is special? This seal can only be found in a certain haunted house? Moreover, what the old man said made people feel cloudy and foggy, and it seemed that he didn't understand it when he understood it. From what the old man said, he seems to have something to do with this whole thing, and the question he asked my finger, I don't think it's as simple as a threat, right? Damn, he still knows Liuzhi

After all, I am still too immature. I have been in the society for so long, and my skills in Houhei have not been very good. In fact, I used to think that I was quite scheming, and I was usually the one who took advantage of the business, but when I met this old man today, I understood just from the aura field that there are others.

I sat on the chair and thought about it for a long time, and I was overwhelmed with countless question marks. I was thirsty and wanted to drink tea, but found that the whole pot of tea had been drunk by the old man, so I got up and prepared to go back. I wanted to discuss it with Qin Yiheng. Listen to his advice.

The seal left by the old man was still on the table, I thought about it, and put it in my pocket, at least let Qin Yiheng read it before making any plans.

I went out of the teahouse and called Qin Yiheng again, but he still didn't answer, apparently he hasn't come home yet. I had no choice but to go back to my home first, take a shower, pass the time on the Internet, and call Qin Yiheng every hour or forty minutes. Unexpectedly, in the middle of the night, no one answered the phone. In the end, I had no choice but to give up, took out the square seal, and looked under the lamp, but I still couldn't see anything special.

The seal is too ordinary, without any carvings, just a square lump on the table. I thought to myself, since the old man wants me to find the same one, which has no features at all, how can I find it? Could it be that the mystery is all in the printed things

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that my guess was reliable, so I wanted to find a piece of paper and print it for a test, but although there was plenty of paper at home, there was no ink pad. I didn't dare to replace it with other things, for fear of accidentally destroying this thing, I had to put it on the table again, tidy it up and get ready to go to bed.

My mind was very messy, and it was not easy to fall asleep. After tossing and turning until the middle of the night, I finally fell asleep. I felt that I had just fallen asleep for a while when the phone rang. I answered the phone helplessly, and Qin Yiheng's familiar voice came over the phone, and the first sentence he opened his mouth made me ask my spirits, because what he asked was: "Do you know what I should buy today? "

This sentence is exactly the same as what the old man asked during the day. After the old man asked during the day, I checked it out. Today is not a holiday. Why are both of them asking me this question? I just woke up, my mind was still a little heavy, I slapped my face twice, and I asked Qin Yiheng on the phone: "Is there anything I want to buy today?"

He muttered over there, and I couldn't hear what he said. Then, Qin Yiheng said: "Hurry up and get up and clean up, I'll pick you up at your house in a while." After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone.