"Am I your wife? Are you my husband? What are you talking about, a nervous disorder? I'm a man with a husband!! Xiao Dong made the manly seven orifices in front of him smoke.

The man smiled silently and slowly pulled out a comb from his arms......

"How did this comb end up with you? Isn't that something in my store? Are you a thief? Give it back to me! Otherwise, I'll call the police! Seeing the comb in his store in the hands of this stranger, Xiao Dong's eyes were about to bubble!

"Are you sure this comb is yours?" The man's voice was beautiful, low, magnetic, and clean.

"Of course it's mine!" Xiao Dong said with certainty.

The man took the comb to his nose and sniffed it, "Well, it's really yours, it smells of your blood." ”

Xiao Dong was shocked, when he first got this comb, he did accidentally break his finger, and a small drop of blood dripped on the comb...... Can he smell this? Dog's nose!

"Have you ever heard of {Blood Pact}?" The man asked Xiaodong gently.

"What is a blood contract?" Xiao Dong really hadn't heard of it.

"A blood pact is an oath, but also a curse! It is the sublimation of the vows between men and women...... Once a man and a woman sign the blood contract, no matter whether one of them is alive or dead, the other party is his or her more ancient lover! unto eternal life and eternal ......"

"Just talk nonsense! Where did you come from, eternal life and eternity! ”

The man smiled and said, "Oh? Didn't you? Some things that you hear with your own ears are not necessarily false, and there are also some things that you see with your own eyes are not necessarily true! That drop of blood you put on the comb is a signed blood pact! From now on, you will be my Tan Zimo's wife. ”

A few months ago......

That afternoon, Xiao Dong was looking at the store as usual. As soon as a regular customer was sent off, the brass bell hanging on the door rang again...... This proves that someone has come into the store. Xiao Dong looked up and saw that it was a middle-aged aunt, and Xiao Dong looked carefully at the aunt who didn't look like a buyer who came to see things.

I saw the aunt walk up to Xiaodong in three steps and two steps and said, "Girl, I have one thing you don't accept?" Xiao Dong was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said, "I have to take a look at things first!" I saw my aunt take out a small cloth bag from behind her. Looking at the size of the cloth bag, Xiaodong analyzed that it was not too expensive an object. The aunt opened the cloth bag layer by layer, and a dark and faint object lay quietly inside.

Xiao Dong looked suspicious, picked it up and took a closer look, and found that it was a wooden comb used by women in the past. Because it's an old thing, the wooden comb has long since oxidized to black. She sniffed it before she got it to her nose, and knew from experience that the wooden comb was red sandalwood. It should be good to be old again.

Xiaodong asked my aunt how much money she wanted to sell, and my aunt thought about it and said: "My ancestral home is Changsha, and my grandfather's family opened a pawnshop at that time, but then the world was chaotic, and the family was defeated, and there was nothing to leave to my mother.

Because it was just a comb, it was not taken away during the special period. Pass it to me now, I know how much old things are worth a little bit when I watch TV in the past few years, it stands to reason that this is an object that my mother passed on to me, and it really shouldn't be sold!

But my son was diagnosed with leukemia some time ago, and the family ran out of money. The relatives who can borrow it have all borrowed it, and this thing is left at home without food or clothing, so it is better to sell it for some money in an emergency! Girl, just look at it and give a price! ”

Xiao Dong was also very sympathetic after listening to the aunt, she looked at the comb carefully, and then said to the aunt: "Do you know what kind of wood this comb is?" Auntie shook her head blankly.

Xiao Dong sighed and said: "This is true of rosewood, but you can't tell the origin of this thing, even if it is the old Tan family you said, it is just a big family in the Republic of China, just a common people."

This old thing in the common people's house is not worth a few dollars. Look at this color is definitely not more than a hundred years, you see I am also a small business, I can only give you a maximum of 2,000, I really can't afford more, if you think it is appropriate, leave the thing, otherwise go to another house to see. ”

The aunt thought for a while, and then nodded helplessly and said, "What other house to go to, 2,000 is 2,000." I know you're already paying a high price. ”

Xiao Dong took out 2,000 from the drawer and gave it to the aunt, and the aunt left with a thousand thanks. After seeing the back of her aunt, she looked down at the comb lying in her hand, and couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in her heart. In fact, she knew that it was really a bit expensive to spend 2,000 to get a red sandalwood comb of less than 10 centimeters, but looking at her aunt, she really couldn't bear to bargain like usual.

She turned on the lamp on the table and put the comb under the lamp to take a closer look. This comb is dark all over, which should be the color of red sandalwood under the action of oxidation for a long time. On both sides of the comb, in the lower right corner of the back, there is a word engraved - "Tan"

Xiao Dong gently groped for the word on it with his fingers, and suddenly his fingers hurt...... A drop of blood dripped onto the comb. It turned out that there was a small wooden thorn on the corner of the Tan character...... The blood soaked into the comb in an instant.

Xiao Dong sucked her fingers with her mouth, and the blood stopped flowing. But she felt a little unspeakable panic in her heart...... She found a beautiful brocade box in the cupboard and carefully placed the comb inside. I thought that if I could meet a connoisseur, I might be able to sell it at a good price.

Bai Xiaodong got married very early, her husband is a small civil servant, and she herself has a small literary court. It mainly deals in some gadgets, such as bracelets, Buddhist beads, small ornaments and the like. There are no expensive antiques, just some knick-knacks that can fascinate those who like them. The two of them are living a fairly warm life, and they plan to have a cute baby by the end of this year. But all these good things were disrupted by an object that suddenly broke into Xiaodong's life. Her shop is not only selling things, but also recycling things, especially "special" things......

......The copper bell on the door rang, and when she looked up, it turned out to be her husband who had come to pick her up from work.

"Husband! You see, I just got a comb. She said to her husband with a coquettish face.

My husband opened the brocade box and looked at it: "It's not black, what is this?" ”

"You mountain artillery, it's terrible to be uneducated! This is a red sandalwood comb, an old object. Xiao Dong scolded with a smile

"Okay, Daughter-in-law Shanpao, what are we going to eat at night?"

"Mountain artillery counts, because it is mountain artillery cooking!"

The two of them left the Wenyu Pavilion talking and laughing, and he didn't see that the brocade box on the table was emitting purple light at this time......

This year's summer in Xinjiang is particularly hot, and Xiaodong's home is not equipped with air conditioning. Sleeping at night is like a pancake, turning it over and turning it over...... But it's still hot. Tonight, it was my husband's turn to be on duty at the unit, and he went to the office early in the morning to blow the air conditioner. In previous summers, no one wanted to be on duty, and this summer they are all rushing to be on duty...... The heat is fiercer than a tiger!