Vol 2 Chapter 26: Mysterious seller

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I have n’t been to this tea house, but according to the location on the address, it ’s not too far away from me. I did n’t delay when I visited, so I answered directly on the phone, and I met after about half an hour, and then casually After eating something, I went straight to the teahouse.
When I arrived at the teahouse, as per the agreement on the phone, I went directly to the elegant room on the second floor. When I opened the door, there were already four people sitting in it. It was not too old to see them. They were all around 30 years old. When I saw me, they all greeted me with a smile, and it looked quite enthusiastic, making me stunned. Talking about the house, as for four people? Also happen to be men?
I was a little scared that this was a trap, and I didn't rush in. I turned around and scanned my eyes, and there was no figure in the aisle. From my experience, if this is a trap, then when I go in and close the door, there will definitely be a partner outside to block the door and let the wind out.
Since I didn't see a figure, although I couldn't guarantee that the other party was ambushed, at least my heart wasn't so empty. After thinking about it, I walked in. Anyway, it's on my ground. As long as it doesn't hurt my life, I can still find them all.
When I went in and sat down, the four people were very attentive. This handing over the cigarette and pouring the tea, he set a word with me one sentence at a time, politely for ten minutes, and no one opened his mouth to talk about business. I want to ask what the house is, and where they got my contact information, and I was abducted by them.
I am a little annoyed, this thing is definitely not here to talk about business, do I already have a big reputation in the industry to have fans? Are these four people coming up close to meet idols? Seeing this, I didn't plan to waste time with them. I got up and said that I had something else to do, so I was ready to open the door and flash people.
The four people saw that I was leaving, and they were quite nervous. They kept quickly, but still did not talk about any business-related topics.
I really can't stay in this place. These four people made it clear that they want to delay the time, and maybe there is no conspiracy for a while. I didn't even greet him, and I opened the door and walked out. As soon as I took a leg out, Yu Guang saw a person greet me in the hallway.
This girl was really told by me, there was really a wind blocking the door outside!
After so much experience, in addition to my courage, I have also made a lot of improvement in my reaction ability. In fact, I have already made preparations for a desperate fight. By the way, I have planned a few escape routes to rush out. Without thinking, I looked closely and found that a little old man came over, wearing a black hat, ricketing on his waist, looking particularly unbeatable, playing with me and smiling and nodding, made a " Please "gesture.
I finally understood why the four people inside wanted to keep me in every possible way. I guess I was waiting for the old man to come over. Those four people had no right to speak, so they kept talking to me. But even if the old man came, I am not interested in this business anymore. This spectrum is a bit big. I am not short of him to make money. I shook my head with the old man, meaning there was no talk, and even without stopping, I went straight out.
The old man did not keep it, but gave way to the aisle. However, after walking a few steps, I couldn't help but stop because I suddenly discovered one thing-this old man's hat was very familiar.
I turned around and glanced again, and my heart was tight. Wasn't he the hat that Liu Laizi gave Fang Wanjin? How come he came here? Or does he have such a top?
I stood there, staring at the hat on the old man's head. The old man didn't look back, and kept standing like this, as if it was deliberately let me observe. I glanced at it again, and I was sure that it was absolutely the same as the hat left by Liu Lazi. At the very least, there was no deviation in style and color.
Does this old man know Liu Wei? Did the limp give him one before he left? Or does he have anything to do with the disappearance of Liu Lame? I think the old man's age is not small, maybe he is really an old-timer in metaphysics. I regretted that I didn't wait for Qin Yiheng to come together. I wanted to go forward and ask about the old man's hat, even if I asked where I bought it, but I just shook my head with others, and I couldn't hold my face.
After hesitating again and again, I felt that I couldn't let this opportunity go. After two steps, I called the old man. The old man turned back and smiled at my pleated face. The white beard on his chin was quite long, and he didn't open his mouth to speak. He still made a "please" gesture.
I didn't refuse this time, just nodded and walked back. The four people in the room were very happy when they saw me come back. They hurriedly gave up the place and went out. When the old man came in, they closed the door gently.
The old man looked at the weak but the wind, and the gas field was quite strong, making me sit in a chair, always inexplicably nervous, kind of like doing wrong things as a child and waiting for the teacher to train.
The old man still didn't open his mouth immediately after sitting down, but took a sip of tea slowly, and waited until a small cup of tea was finished before suddenly saying: "Young man, what's your name?"
The old man's tone is very kind, but it feels not polite to me. I had to answer, "My name is Jiang Shuo."
After listening, the old man looked up at me, smiled again, and asked, "Wan Jiangshuo?"
He asked me this question. I am very sensitive to the surname "Wan". I rely on it, he does n’t think I have anything to do with the Wanjia Temple? Co-authoring is to admit the wrong person, thinking that I am a million people? I hurriedly explained to the old man that my surname was Jiang and the single name was shimmering.
After listening, the old man nodded and poured a small cup of tea. After he finished drinking, he asked again, "Do you know what to buy tomorrow?"
I said to myself that the old man and his mother had neurosis? Why is the tone a bit like playing lottery and crazy? But thinking about it in my heart, I certainly can't say that, I can only shake my head: "I don't know."
After listening, the old man thoughtfully looked at it for a while, and then took out a small object from his arms. Instead of handing it to me, he put it on the table, pointed it, and asked me, "I haven't seen it before." This thing? "
It had not been three minutes since I came in, and the old man asked me questions, which made me a little flustered. How did it look like an interview? I feel that I am very passive now, and I want to ask the old man what to order. In this case, it is estimated that the opening is also in vain. I had to stand up and take the little thing over and look at it in my hand.
I know this thing. It ’s printed on one side. It ’s black and not slippery. It should be made of clay. It ’s about half the size of a palm. It ’s quite heavy. The workmanship is very rough. This seal, I have only seen stone inscriptions or jade inscriptions. It is the first time I have seen this kind of material. I looked at the bottom and there were not many words engraved on it. I tried hard to recognize it, but I didn't recognize a word.
Putting down the seal, I shook my head at the old man. The old man stared at me for a long while without talking, but kept drinking tea. I look at the posture of the old man drinking tea, and it is estimated that my body is better than I expected, otherwise I will have frequent urination and go to the toilet.
When the old man finished drinking another cup of tea, he said, "This seal, put it first with you. Please help me pay attention. If you find the same as this, I will pay a high price."
When the old man said that, it really seemed to come to talk about business. For a long time, I was going to ask me to help me find things, but I obviously came to talk about the house, so I asked the old man: "Aren't you talking about the house?"
When I asked this question, the old man smiled strangely and said, "As long as you find this thing, you will find it much more money than selling a house." After he finished, he got up and went out.
Now I can't sit still, let's not say whether the thing he gave me is safe or not, maybe it is a time bomb, the key is that I still have many questions that he needs to answer me. So, I stopped the old man, hoping he would stay and talk again.
The old man stopped looking at me and suddenly asked me a sentence: "How many fingers do you have in your hand?"
The old man's tone was still flat, but it made me speechless. His question was really esoteric. Is this threatening me? Does it mean stopping him again, being careful about his life, or is it really something else? In my stupefied time, he adjusted his hat casually and opened the door. The four people outside were estimated to have been guarding the door all the time. When the door opened, they hurried to welcome the old man out.
To be honest, I am very disappointed with my performance. Speaking of which, I have seen a lot of people. I never thought it was so tender. The old man confused me with a few words. Now that I feel like I missed this time, I am afraid I wo n’t even have a chance to ask in the future, so I chased it out and called out
Stay
, regardless of whether the old man stayed or not, he opened his mouth and asked the old man where he bought this hat Yes, I see many people wear it.
This question was decided by me after a short consideration, and it is still relatively obscure. The old man with such a mansion in the city will surely understand what I have said.
The old man really stopped after hearing my question, but he did n’t look back. He just coughed a little and said, "This hat is worn by people who have been half-entangled in the soil. Young people should be fashionable. "After that, I went downstairs.
I did n’t chase it because I knew very well that even if I chased it, it would n’t help, and I might be beaten. Back in the private room, I glanced through the window and kept watching the old man and the four people get into two cars respectively, and out of sight, I sat down and thought about what was going on.
The car on the old man just now is the BMW 7 series, the price is not cheap, it can be seen that this old man is not a poor man, but how did he find me? Is it because my line is special? This seal can only be found in a haunted house? Moreover, what the old man said, it made people feel that Yunshan was shrouded in fog, and if they understood it, it seemed that they didn't understand it. From the old man's words, he seems to have something to do with this whole thing, and he asked me the question about the finger, I think it is not as simple as a threat, right? Damn, he still knows six fingers?
After all, I was still too tender. After entering the society for so long, the skills of Houhei Xue have not been very good. In fact, I once thought that I would be very scheming, careful calculation, and I usually take advantage of the business. But when I met this old man today, I knew that there were people outside.
I sat in a chair for a long time, and I got a lot of question marks. I was thirsty and wanted to drink tea. I found that a whole pot of tea was consumed by the old man. I just got up and prepared to go back. Listen to his opinion.
The seal the old man left for me was still on the table. I thought about it and put it in my pocket. At least Qin Yiheng looked at it before making plans.
I went out of the teahouse and called Qin Yiheng again. He still didn't answer it. He didn't go home yet. I had to go back to my house first, take a shower, and spend time on the Internet. After an hour or forty minutes, I called Qin Yiheng. Who knows, in the middle of the night, no one answered the phone. In the end, I had no choice but to take out the square seal and looked under the lamp, but there was nothing special.
The seal is too ordinary, without any carvings, it is a square pimple on the table. I thought to myself that since the old man wanted me to find the same one, this thing has no other characteristics at all. How can I find it? Could it be that all mysteries are on the printed things?
The more I thought about it, the more reliable my guess was, and I wanted to find a piece of paper printed on it to test it. I had no choice but to have some paper on the paper, but I didn't have any mud. I dared not replace it with something else, for fear of accidentally ruining it, I had to put it on the table again and tidy up before going to sleep.
I was so confused in my head that it wasn't easy to fall asleep. After turning around in the middle of the night, I finally fell asleep. I felt that the phone rang shortly after I fell asleep. I answered the phone with frustration. Qin Yiheng's familiar voice came from the phone. The first sentence of the mouth opened to me, because he asked: "Do you know what to buy today? "
This sentence is exactly the same as the old man asked during the day. After the old man asked during the day, I also checked it. Today is not a holiday. Why both of you asked me this question? I just woke up, and my head was still a bit heavy, and I took two shots. I asked Qin Yiheng on the phone: "Is there anything to buy today?"
He murmured there, and I couldn't hear what he said. Then, Qin Yiheng said: "Hurry up and clean up, I'll pick you up at your house in a moment." Then I hung up the phone.