The three tombs outside the Guan, the head of the three tombs, the land of the Yongling Tomb of the Qing Dynasty, the county seat of Xinbin.

In the county seat, there is a small shop, the green bricks are dripping tiles, ancient and pale, and the moss on the green bricks is green.

The wooden door opens alone, making it a bit narrow.

There is a wooden tag with no rules written on it with the word "credit".

The windows were the size of a book and the height of a man.

Inside, the dim, dim light creates a sense of oppression, urgency.

Entering, the shelves of this small shop are full of miscellaneous things, but not messy, the owner sits on a chair that can not be old, with this owner, the owner who can not be older.

I was standing in this small place, and the smell was strange, it made people feel strange, the strange feeling that I couldn't describe.

I looked at the things on the shelves, teapots, knives rusted green, oddly shaped stones, silver plates......

I'm afraid all of these things have some origins.

"What do you need, young man?"

"Well, I'll see. ”

I undoubtedly broke into this credit store, and I didn't expect that it would be the strange beginning of my life.

"I want to see that knife. ”

A strangely shaped knife, a few bends, never seen before, knowledge limits my imagination, money prevents my insight.

"Young man, you can take the things yourself, before you take them, I want to ask, do you know the rules here?"

I shook my head, I don't understand the rules here, this county is unfamiliar to me, I came to see the Yongling, the head of the three tombs outside the pass.

"Everything here, there's a human life on it. ”

Am I excited, scare me?

I laughed.

"Scare me, I'm not afraid. ”

"Young man, I'm so old, I don't lie. ”

I couldn't help but be scared, I was sweating, I was really taboo about this kind of thing, after all, there were people on it.

I hesitated.

"I'll see. ”

"Take it yourself. ”

I walked over to the shelf, hesitated, and picked up the knife, a strange knife, one blade, the blade was shining, and everything else was rusty, and some places were rusted out of small pits, numb.

"The knife was not kept well, and it was rusted out of the pit. ”

"Kid, what's the main part of the knife?"

"The sword is heavy on the edge, and the man is also trustworthy. ”

"Isn't that the end of it?"

The old man was right.

"How much?"

"Young man, this is a credit shop. ”

I was stunned, I did see the credit, the wooden sign was hanging, turning with the wind, the sign was very old.

"You mean not to give money yet?"

"Yes. ”

"I have money. ”

"No, don't have any money, when I want it, I'll naturally ask for it. ”

"Okay, how much?"

"There is no price. ”

"When the time comes, if you and I have tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands, I will have to cry. ”

"No, when I want it, you can absolutely bear it, it won't affect your life, what I want is not money, it's a part of your life, or something, that is, it won't affect your life. ”

I understand, it's a good business.

"Write a note. ”

"There's no need, when I wanted to find you, I found you. ”

"I'd like to pick one more. ”

"No, in this life, you can only choose one piece in this store, choose one physical object. ”

I was stunned for a moment, this is the rule.

There is no document, just a sentence, which makes my heart hair a little hairy.

I'm going out with this strange knife, and the old man said, "I'll give you a few words."

[A strange knife lives in vain, a lone wolf only moves forward, a person gives (the same self) a life of an acre of land, and you are always suspicious. 】

After the old man finished speaking, he smiled strangely, a little interesting.

I came out, thinking [A strange knife lives in vain, a lone wolf only moves forward, a life gives life an acre of land, and you are always suspicious. This is the truth, a little philosophical, it seems that the old man is still a little literate, and his export is poetry.

It was already evening when I returned to the city, so I found a place to eat and went home.

I live in a community, I live by myself, I work in a newspaper in a mining area, I am safe, but I haven't found a partner, I am twenty-eight years old, I am old, I am sometimes very anxious, where is my concubine?

I work and edit manuscripts, and I am an editor of the cultural edition, editing novels, poems, essays, etc.

I love this job.

By noon, my work was done, I had eaten, I wanted to go out, the newspaper was close to the thrift market of the Mining Bureau, I always liked to go there, and those thrift goods always kept a secret that attracted me.

Mr. Ren walked up to me and threw my edited manuscript down.

"Are you blind? There are several typos. ”

He turned around and left, with a braid, he was a poet, and he was very famous, he sent poems all over the world, and the poems were written very well, I liked to read them, but I didn't like this practice, I gestured at him behind his back and revised the draft.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, I went to Mr. Ren's office and carefully put down the manuscript.

He doesn't look, he looks at me.

"You went somewhere?"

I was stunned for a moment.

"I go to a lot of places, you mean ......"

Mr. Ren glanced at me.

"After work, come with me. ”

I went out and sat there thinking, I went to the credit store, did he mean this?

He asked me what I was doing here.

[A strange knife is in vain, a lone wolf only moves forward, a life gives life an acre of land, and you are always suspicious. 】

This poem always came out of my mind, and it started to get hairy, and I felt that it was not a good thing, and I regretted taking that strange-shaped knife, it was an ancient knife, and the old man said that there was a life on it, at least one life, and everything in the store was like that.

My right eyelid kept jumping, and I was afraid I was going to get into trouble.

In the evening, I drank with Mr. Ren, and I said that I went to the credit store.

"Got something?"

"You know about this shop?"

"The shopkeeper gave you a poem, right?"

I nodded.

[A strange knife is in vain, a lone wolf only moves forward, a life gives life an acre of land, and you are always suspicious. 】

I did.

Mr. Ren was stunned and looked at me for a long time.

"Do you know the owner of the credit shop?"

I shook my head.

"The shopkeeper has given you a hyploy, a prophetic poem. ”

"Can't you, right? This credit store is strange enough, what kind of poetry is coming out here, you write poetry, ...... you?"

I didn't dare to say that writing poetry is crazy, right?

"You put the second word of every sentence together. ”

"Give me your life. ”

I was excited, and a cold sweat came down.

"Coincidence, it's just a coincidence. ”

"No, I can only click on you. ”

"Editor-in-chief, help me, listen to what you mean that you know the owner of this shop, I don't want that knife, send it back." ”

"No one can send back anything that is out of the store, so just wait for it to happen. ”

"Editor-in-chief, you have to help me. ”

"I can't help you. ”

The editor-in-chief was gone, and I sat there drinking by myself, and it seemed that I had caused some trouble.

Mr. Ren said that there are not many people who can take things there.

I was a little confused.