At three o'clock in the morning, a shriveled, black and thin old man came to Tang Ming's stall.

At this time, the stall was already full of stones of various colors, the large ones were one meter in diameter, and the small ones were the size of palms, occupying seven or eight meters of the road. These stones were all sent by Di Bao's soldiers, and they are in good condition, although they are not sure that there are treasures, but they are very attractive.

The thin old man squatted on the side of the stall without saying a word and looked through it, and after a while, he turned out two stones, one large and one small, plus a small bronze mirror.

"Little brother, it's very raw!" The thin old man greeted him.

"No face, of course raw." Tang Ming raised his head and unhurriedly stuffed the black book into the gray cloth bag.

The thin old man's eyes flashed slightly, and he pointed to the two stones in his footsteps: "One is born and two are ripe, little brother, how do you see this stone being sold?" ”

"Stones don't cost money."

"Hehe, the little brother is really joking, the rough stone is the main product of the ghost market, if you don't need money, half of the street will go bankrupt. According to Adu's sister-in-law, it takes at least three million to pull a cart of stones from Myanmar, and even a piece of gravel the size of a palm can be sold for thirty or fifty! The thin old man smiled, picked up the small stone and turned it upside down, looking very amiable.

"I really don't want money, you want it, just take it."

"Hehehe! The little brother is so courageous, but the old man is disrespectful. By the way, does this gadget sell? The thin old man clenched his fists and chuckled three times, picked up the small bronze mirror and shook it.

"Five hundred thousand. No counter-offers, no credit cards, no checks. ”

"Oh, the old man understands, the little brother sells mirrors." The thin old man suddenly realized, raised the mirror again, and looked at it carefully.

"Not bad. This mirror comes from the ground, the treasure is undoubted, you want, pay for it. ”

The thin old man rubbed for a few breaths, nodded and said, "The mirror is closed." However, the old man didn't have so much cash with him, why don't you go to the store with me to pick it up? Old man Hu Cai, everyone here calls me Lao Cai, the owner of stall No. 288, in addition to the stall, he also opened a jade cutting shop, which is in the residential area at the end of Hengjie. ”

"It turns out that you are Lao Cai, Uncle Lao Cai, this mirror has a little evil spirit, you can think clearly."

"The old man is not afraid of evil spirits, but you are the little brother, can you rest assured that you will go with me to withdraw the money?"

"Hehehe! You are an old man, I am very relieved. The stones on the ground are not valuable, and it doesn't matter if they are thrown here, whoever asks for them will take them. Tang Ming nodded and got up, tidied up his torn clothes, tied the gray cloth bag tightly, and picked up two stones for the thin old man.

The thin old man glanced at Tang Ming deeply, put his hands behind his back, and turned around to leave.

An old man and a young man walked along the road to the side street, and the old guy greeted the stall owners on the side of the road from time to time. Tang Ming hugged the stone without saying a word, like an old man's little man.

At the end of the street is a residential area called "Daqianmen".

In the early hours of the morning, the lights in the front door were dim, and the security guard guarding the door glanced at it weakly, closed his eyes again, and didn't care at all about the old man leading people into the community.

After turning around several residential buildings, he stopped in front of a ground floor garage. The thin old man opened the door of the library and let Tang Ming into the house with a calm expression.

It is a fifty-square-meter room, divided into two rooms with wooden planks, several cutting machines are placed outside, and the aisles are full of stones of different sizes, and the inside is hung with curtains, so that the specific scenery cannot be seen.

"Little brother, put the stone in the corner, the money is in the back room, you can come in." Hu Cai raised the curtain and looked at Tang Ming with a smile.

Tang Ming gently put down the stone and walked into the inner room unguardedly. There was a table, a chair and a bed in the back room, and the thin old man pulled out a large paper bag from under the bed, threw it on the table, and several large red bills rolled out of the paper bag.

"500,000, you order."

"Thank you, Uncle Cai!" Tang Ming hugged his hands, took two steps forward, bent down and picked up a bundle of banknotes, "Uncle Cai, do you have a money machine?" ”

"There is no money counter, do you think this is okay?" The thin old man smiled, took out a handful of jet-black iron bumps, and put them against Tang Ming's temples through the scarf. The iron bump has a muffler, and layers of anger emanate from above.

"Hehehe! Uncle, don't be kidding, it's just 500,000, as for it? Tang Ming smiled and cautiously raised his hands.

"Five hundred thousand? Boy, the old man once buried two guys who didn't have long eyes for fifty yuan. The thin old man opened the pistol safety with a bang, baring his teeth and snorting coldly.

"Impossible! Don't scare me, killing people in Huaxia will pay for your life. ”

"Hey, hey! The old man never scared people to death. It doesn't hurt to tell you, ten years ago, the old man buried thirty at one time, and the boss rewarded me with 300,000 yuan after he came out. Tell me honestly, boy, who sent you? Just tell the truth, I'll give you a good time, or I'll cut you off like a stone tonight. ”

"If you have something to say, uncle, no one sent me to the ghost market, it was my ghost who was obsessed, took the ancestral mirror of the family, and came out to exchange for some money. Uncle, I don't want the mirror, I don't want the money, will you let me go? Tang Ming said tremblingly.

"Quack! The old man cut you, can you take a mirror if it's different? The thin old man laughed, and the thin old hand shook slightly, and he was about to pull the trigger.

"Wait! Don't you want to know the specific use of this treasure mirror? This mirror can distinguish jade, but it requires a special method. ”

"Really? Can it spy on jade? The thin old man looked puzzled, and since the prey was already in the palm of his hand, he still took out the small bronze mirror and threw it on the table.

"Yes, yes, I'll show you how." Tang Ming nodded again and again, held the mirror with both hands, and held it in front of the old man.

"...... this?"

The thin old man squinted at the mirror, the mirror glow flickered, with an indescribable weirdness, although the night was very dark, there was still a dry black and thin old face, which was the honor of his old wealth, and he had not seen himself like this for a long time.

At this moment, the corners of Tang Ming's mouth squirmed slightly.

A little essence suddenly flashed in the round mirror, and then the black smoke swirled, bloomed gently, and wrapped the old man's body, rolling into the mirror like a haze, and disappeared without a trace in less than a tenth of a second, and the silencer pistol in the old man's hand also fell to the ground with a bang.

…

Tang Ming sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the small bronze mirror twice, and the word 2 on the back of the small copper mirror became the word 1. This means that he has just received another little demon soldier, and this magic mirror can still be used once.

He flickered the corners of his mouth and muttered a few obscure incantations that automatically popped into his mind after he had defeated the Spear Demon. Immediately afterwards, he took out the Demon King's Order again and rested it on the bronze mirror.

Ten breaths later, the bronze mirror trembled violently, and with a whoosh, billowing black smoke came out, and one of the wisps floated into the Demon King's Order, which lasted for thirty breaths before stopping. The black smoke slowly condensed, and finally turned into a little old man with dull eyes, who was Hu Laocai, who was invincible just now.

"Old Cai!"

"Uh, the old slave is here!" Hu Cai trembled violently, came back to his senses, and hurriedly fell to the ground, kowtowing to Tang Ming again and again.

"What is the origin of the golden vest?"

"Lord Hui, the golden vest is named Wan Xiaogang, he has been a scout for five years, and after retiring, he joined the Imperial Group, was sent to the Middle East, and worked as a security guard for three years. Wang Dafu, the general manager of Dibao Hotel, went to the Middle East for a vacation, and was accidentally kidnapped and rescued by the Golden Vest. Since then, he has followed Wang Dafu and become the manager of the Tianding Department of Dibao Hotel. Hu Cai kowtowed and said.

"Do you know how many lives he has?"

"How much, the old slave doesn't know. However, I heard him say that when he was a scout, he was ordered to go to YunNan to arrest smuggling and kill several traffickers; In three years in the Middle East, he has hunted at least forty or fifty opponents; In the Tianding Department, there were more than ten disobedient subordinates, and after finishing it, they were thrown to the old slave to deal with in the ghost market, and more than ten pairs of human skin masks were made. ”

"Will he come over tonight?" Tang Ming's heart was dark, the golden vest was really a powerful character.

"Definitely not. On the one hand, he had been here yesterday and, as is customary, would not come tonight; On the other hand, the Imperial Group has changed recently, and Tianding is a place to receive bigwigs, and he dare not slack off. The golden vest was very cruel to the old slave, punching and kicking if he was not satisfied, he always came over, and did not let the old slave contact him, and the old slave did not have his contact information. ”

Tang Ming bowed slightly: "Okay, get up." I need a lot of jade with a bloody smell right now, do you have it in your hand? ”

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