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When Wang Ling and the three of them entered the door, Tan Siming, the owner of the late-night canteen, was scrubbing the dishes, and the long scar on his original face and this expression that looked a little resentful made the boss look particularly hideous in the dim light.

Although it is not yet the time for guests to visit, the owner is already preparing for the pick-up at 12 o'clock in the morning......

As for the song "Old Boy" sung by Tang Youning, it was sent from an old-fashioned radio next to the boss that was about to be eliminated. In this era, radio is not so popular anymore, but it can't stop people's feelings for radio programs.

So although there are few radio programs, there are still people doing them. Among them, I have to talk about Zhang Ye, the host of the radio program, who is not only a radio host, with a professional background in broadcasting, but also a very famous filmmaker. I once wrote a book about my experience called "Even Really Big Star", and then the whole book is full of all kinds of lyrics, verses and stories...... It always feels like a kind of flaunting knowledge.

As a veteran netilist, Wang's father also defined the nature of this book as: hydrology.

The altar boss was still washing the dishes, and when a few people entered the door, the altar boss almost reflexively pointed to the menu on the wall, and said slowly: "What's inside, that's all there is to the menu." But if you want to eat something else, I'll do it, and I'll make it for you. ”

After all, in addition to Wang Ling, Tuo Lei and Song Qingshu are both here for the first time, Song Qingshu thought about it, and felt that it was not polite to start asking the prisoner as if he didn't order something for the first time, so he asked for three bowls of Laotan sauerkraut beef noodles in one mouth. [愛↑去△小↓說△網 Qu 】I also took the initiative to settle the account, a large bowl of 20 yuan, and three bowls of 60 yuan.

Song Qingshu directly threw out a hundred of them, and waved his hand to the altar boss and said that there was no need to look for it...... Local tyrants are capricious!

In fact, in the past two days, Di Lei Zhenjun has also been using Song Qingshu as a head ATM, this guy has sold all the belongings that he has worked in Membrane Immortal Castle for many years, and now he doesn't know how to spend the money he has.

"Thank you."

When the boss collected the money, he finally looked up and looked ahead, and found Wang Ling among the three, and his eyes suddenly changed: "Huh? Aren't you the creative genius of thirty-three dollars and seven cents? ”

Wang Ling: "......"

The impression of Wang Ling, the altar boss still has it. After all, he is the man who witnessed the peddling experience of this song "Old Boy" that is now spread all over the country of Huaxiu, such a popular song, with the lyrics and songs, sold for a total of thirty-three yuan and seven cents...... Two medium bowls of beef noodles for money.

"Boss, do you know this brother of mine?" Dio Lei Zhenjun looked at the boss and asked.

"He and his father came to my shop before and ordered beef noodles......," replied the Tan owner.

Di Lei Zhenjun's heart was shocked, it turned out that Senior Wang had also come to this store! It seems that this shop must not be simple!

“…… You've all heard this "Old Boy", right? ”

The altar boss then thought about it for a while, and simply told the song "Old Boy" as well......

Di Lei Zhenjun and Song Qingshu were shocked when they heard it.

"Brother Ling, you can also write songs?"

Wang Ling nodded expressionlessly and shamelessly: "......" because from a theoretical point of view, he is just a porter of songs.

When it comes to "Old Boy", the altar boss's resentful expression is even deeper: "Before, when Xiao Tang was not popular, he kept coming to my store to patronize. There was a time when I relied on my help to survive in Songhai City. Now it's been a long time since it's fired......"

When he said this, the altar boss smiled bitterly: "Originally, I was counting on him to solicit some business for me." ”

"It's just a mess!" Trei shook his head.

Originally, the boss was still depressed about this, but now that he found someone to talk to, his mood suddenly improved a lot. looked at the predecessor and said: "Anyway, you came to me at this point, is there something wrong?" ”

To get back to the point, the altar boss is not a fool. His shop is very clearly written, it usually starts at twelve o'clock at midnight, and the three of them came to him at seven or eight o'clock, and asked for three bowls of beef noodles in one go...... The point is, the tip was also given, and most of the time here is that there must be a demon when things are impermanent!

The owner of the altar has seen a lot of people over the years, and what the customers in the store are thinking in their hearts can sometimes be guessed by looking at their eyes.

Fortunately, the altar boss is a straightforward person, this attitude makes Di Lei Zhenjun feel very relieved, he is not hiding it, he has a flash of inspiration in his hand, and takes out a pre-prepared stone ghost face illustrated: "I don't know if the altar boss has seen this thing?" ”

The altar boss stared at this illustrated book with his chin in his hand, his eyes gradually became serious, and then he stared at Tuo Lei Zhenjun, and asked with some excitement: "Where did you find this mask?" ”

When the altar boss said this, most of the stones in the hearts of several people in the audience immediately fell - sure enough, the altar owner of this broken restaurant has a connection with the stone ghost face!

Dou Lei Zhenjun replied truthfully: "The pair we have in our hands now was bought by Brother Ling for five yuan on a certain treasure, and it is also free shipping. ”

Tan Boss: "......"

"Altar Master, if you know the details of this mask. Please tell us the truth, as far as we know, there should be two pairs of stone ghost faces, which are a twin magic weapon. And now someone is trying to use these two masks to do evil......" Diolei Zhenjun said this, stepped forward and held the hand of the altar boss tightly: "Altar boss, whether you can save this world or not depends on you!" ”

“……”

The altar boss stared at the illustrated book for a while, then shook his head and replied, "Although I am surprised, how did you find me?" But I'm sorry to tell you that I'm not the only one making these two masks...... This was made with the mud in the community with the little girl who led the family when I was a child. ”

Dio Lei Zhenjun: "...... Mud-kneading? But there is a primordial crystal in this mask...... It's the hardest metal in the universe! ”

The altar owner thought about it carefully, and then said: "Oh, we did find some black spars in the mud at that time, so we pinched them in easily. ”

Doulei Zhenjun, Song Qingshu, Wang Ling: "......"

There was a dead silence for a while.

Di Lei Zhenjun took a deep breath: "So Altar Boss, you are not a refiner?" ”

The altar boss shrugged: "I never said I was...... The mask was made by the girl, and I just made it with her. And finally, the dry mud she baked. ”

Trei Zhenjun: "That...... The contact information of the little girl who played with mud, does the altar owner still have it? ”

Tan boss: "It's been so many years, and I haven't been in touch for a long time." But the girl's name, I still remember. Maybe you can follow this clue to investigate. ”

Doulei Zhenjun: "What's her name?" ”

Tan Boss: "Nuwa." ”

Wang Ling: "......" reading, a better reading experience.