At this time, the sun was setting, and Ren Tianming, a small employee of a company who had been working all day, was dragging his tired body to squeeze the bus. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info and the place where he lives is in the suburbs, more than 1,000 meters away from the nearest bus station, so he has to walk for more than ten minutes to get home after arriving at the station.

When I arrived at the station, it was already night, but fortunately there were street lights on the road, so I didn't have to touch the dark all the way.

Ren Tianming was carrying a briefcase and walking slowly under the dim light, and there were not many pedestrians on the road, so it seemed very quiet.

"Please, excuse me, are you a businessman?"

Suddenly, an old man's voice came, looking a little timid.

When Ren Tianming came back to his senses, he saw a person standing under the old tree on the side of the road, and the leaves blocked the lights that were not on in the first place, so he couldn't see clearly.

However, listening to its voice and looking at its figure, it should be an old man.

"Y-Are you a merchant?" the old man's voice came again, looking cowering, as if he was afraid of something.

"Are you talking to me?"

Ren Tianming glanced around and found that he was the only one, as if the old man was talking to him.

"Are you—are you a merchant?" asked the old man again, still timid.

"I'm not a businessman, I'm just a wage earner. Ren Tianming shook his head and said, finding that the old man's dress was a little strange, but he didn't pay attention to it so much and left.

The next day, the sun was also setting.

When Ren Tianming arrived at the station, it was already dark, and he walked home slowly as usual.

"Please, excuse me, are you, are you a merchant?" and as he walked to the old tree, the timid voice of an old man rang out again, and he saw the old man he had met yesterday.

"It's not. ”

Ren Tianming rolled his eyes and continued to go home.

On the evening of the third day.

"Please, excuse me, are you—are you a businessman?"

When Ren Tianming walked to the old tree, the old man asked timidly, he couldn't help but look at the old man in doubt, could it be a neuropath?

The old man's face was unreadable, and he was dressed rather strangely.

"Are you asking for money? However, I'm just a wage earner, and I can only give ten yuan. Ren Tianming felt that this old man should be a delirious homeless man, otherwise why was he dressed so strangely?

Say such strange things again?

At this time, he took out ten dollars and handed it over.

"Are you—are you a merchant?" the old man asked timidly, instead of taking the money.

"I said it, I'm not a businessman, I'm just a wage earner. Ren Tianming was a little impatient, threw down ten yuan and left.

Fourth night.

"Please, excuse me, are you—are you a businessman?"

When Ren Tianming approached the old tree, he saw the old man and the old man asked that sentence again.

"Damn, I'm suffering from neuropathy again!" Ren Tianming walked briskly, feeling that he had encountered a neuropathy, and it seemed that he was waiting for himself at this time every day......

"Who are you scolding?"

At this time, a middle-aged man glared at Ren Tianming and said angrily, "Who are you scolding for being insane?"

Ren Tianming was stunned, he didn't expect anyone to be wrong, so he stretched out his finger and pointed at the old man and hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I'm not scolding you, I'm scolding him." ”

After the middle-aged man looked at it, he looked even more angry, because Ren Tianming was referring to an old tree, so who was it?

"I didn't say it's you, I'm talking about him!" Ren Tianming was also a little unhappy.

"Who are you talking about?" said the middle-aged man angrily.

"Him!"

Ren Tianming pointed at the old man again, and he was also a little angry.

"Damn, you owe a beating, right?" the middle-aged man rolled up his sleeves and wanted to do it.

"Damn, it's all neurotic!" Ren Tianming scolded in his heart, and after looking at the middle-aged man, he left quickly, because the middle-aged man was stronger than him, and he would definitely suffer a loss if he really fought.

The fifth night, which is Friday night.

"Everyone, it's here. ”

When the bus arrived, Ren Tianming led a group of young people down, all of whom were his friends. These young men and women are all twenty-three or four-year-old, and they have just joined the work, and they meet on weekends to go to Ren Tianming's house to play, barbecue, climb mountains, etc......

"By the way, I'll tell you a strange thing, I've met a strange old man these days, and he always asks me if I'm a businessman......"

On the way, Ren Tianming told his friends about the old people he had met in the past few days as a joke.

"Where?"

Someone asked curiously, looking interested.

"Haha, maybe it's a master of the game world. Someone joked.

"It's under the old tree in front. Ren Tianming pointed to the old tree and said, a little surprised to see that the old man was not there, "Hey, I'm not here today?"

"No, I want to see if it's a master. Someone laughed.

Soon, they shifted the subject and chatted as they went.

"Please, excuse me, are you—are you a businessman?"

When Ren Tianming walked in front of the old tree, the old man's voice startled him again, why did he suddenly run out when he was obviously not there just now?

Damn, the elusiveness scared Lao Tzu.

At this time, Ren Tianming's friend was also taken aback, and looked at the old man under the tree in amazement.

"Are you—are you a merchant?" asked the old man timidly.

"Damn, how many times have I said it, I'm not a businessman, I'm not a businessman. Ren Tianming said unhappily.

"It can't be a nervous disorder, right?" a girl whispered.

"It must be a nervous disorder, let's go briskly and ignore him. Another girl said.

"I'm a businessman, what's wrong?"

At this moment, a young man smiled and said, although he thought that this strange old man was a psychopath, but he didn't mind talking to a neurotic.

"Are you really a businessman?" the old man shuddered when he heard this.

"I'm a businessman. The young man smiled and nodded.

"Can you bring my bones back to my homeland?" said the old man, trembling, his voice very excited.

"Bones?" the young man was stunned for a moment.

"Let's go, I think he's a little weird. A girl urged.

"That's it, what's there to talk to a neuropath? Xiao Zhou, I think you're a neurotic, and you actually went to talk to a neurotic. A young man next to him said with a smile.

"Let's go, let's go. Ren Tianming also said.

"Can you bring my bones back to my homeland?" the old man looked at Xiao Zhou and said, still very excited, as if he had met someone from his hometown, "Can you tell me about my homeland? I have been away from my homeland for a long time, and I miss my homeland very much......

"Neurotic!"

Xiao Zhou scolded and followed everyone.

But at this moment, the old man walked out of the old tree and chased after Xiao Zhou, saying, "Can you bring my bones back to my homeland?"

"Dead old man, what are you doing with me?"

Xiao Zhou turned around a little angrily, and finally saw the old man's face clearly by the light.

The old man's face was sallow, his eyes were hollow and there was no slight, his face looked a little stiff, and the whole person gave people a very strange feeling, as if there was no anger at all.

"Ahh

When a girl looked back at the old man clearly, she couldn't help but be startled.

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…… (To be continued.) )