The group searched the street for a long time before they found a gray hotel, which was originally a high-rise building, I don't know what it had experienced, three or four floors were cut off, and now only the first floor and the second floor are open-air.

I really didn't expect that there were people who used it to make money and didn't decorate it, I really don't know if this store is slamming the door, or just thinking about waste utilization.

Despite their disgust, they had no choice but to choose this place, after all, the whole ancient city was not necessarily clean!

When they entered the hotel, they saw a square counter covered with a red cloth, and there was an old man sitting at the counter, who was the shopkeeper here.

A few people walked over, Zhao Zhongzhi asked for a room, gave money, took the key, and went to find a room.

They walked through a damp hallway, where there was a heavy musty smell, and when they looked down, it was not difficult to see some white fungus and moss on the edge of the ground, and the ceiling above them was a little damp, with large watermarks, and in some places, even a slight drip.

As soon as they came in, they were not in a good mood, and they still had to pay for this kind of place.

Zhao Zhongzhi picked up the key and saw that the number on it was "106", which was on the first floor, and they searched for a while and found their room in the corner.

The brown door with "106" written on it was a little ugly, and there were many small holes bitten out by moths, and the small holes were a little out of order, but vaguely like a whirlpool, and the keyhole on the door was also very rusty.

Zhao Zhongzhi twisted the key a few times, opened the door, and rushed out of it with a foul smell, everyone immediately covered their noses, and Leng Mian was directly squinted by the stench, he said: "Wow! Is there a mistake, this room smells so big!"

"Indeed, it stinks!" Wang Benzhi replied.

"It's going to be good, it's good to have a place to live, and the store there won't care about the customer's feelings. ”

"Hey, this kind of condition, don't say treat us as guests, not even people. ”

"Okay, as long as you pack up, you can still live in it. ”

After speaking, Zhao Zhongzhi took the lead and walked in, and the rest of the people followed when they saw him entering.

After entering, Zhao Zhongzhi noticed that there was a thin layer of black smoke floating on the floor of the room, and this discovery undoubtedly made him frown, and his heart knew about the stench.

In a hurry, he hurriedly took the bag on Wang Benzhi's back, took out a lamp and two pieces of yellow paper from inside, pinched them in his hand, took another pillar of incense, hung it in his mouth, and then jumped up, jumped to a square table, he threw the lamp on the table, the lamp body just reached the center of the square table, and the proportion was not bad, and then, he threw the yellow paper to the ground, and the moment the paper landed, the oil lamp ignited by itself.

Then he pulled the incense in his hand and ground all the incense powder into his mouth, and then he ran to open the window and sprayed all the powder out of his mouth.

At this time, the flame of the lamp turned black, and there seemed to be something obscure in the flame, and in addition, the burning of the oil lamp actually emitted a black smoke, and the smoke drifted out of the window.

When the city lord finished this series of actions, several people were deeply surprised, and just as they wanted to ask the truth, the tail of the smoke floated out of the window, and immediately, the flame of the lamp turned to yellow flame, and the stench that lingered in the house also disappeared!

Leng Mian sniffed with his nose, and wondered, "Why is it suddenly tasteless?"

"I sent them away. Zhao Zhongzhi said.

"Sent away, what do you mean?"

"This place, a bit dirty. He said, looking out the window.

"What do you mean by dirty?" Leng Mian was a little shocked, he was guessing about ghosts or something.

"It is said that after the death of a certain type of people, a place will become obscure, and generally this kind of place has a cold place, and if you stay for a long time, you will get sick at least and die at worst. ”

After Leng Mian heard this, a call came out of his mouth.

At this time, Wang Benzhi said: "City Lord, what you just did is to drive away the obscurity, right?"

"Well, yes. ”

"Then how could the city lord do this?"

"You don't know, I learned some of this from a friend a long time ago, although I didn't want to learn much at the time, but the skills are not pressing, any skill, there is a use, you see, didn't you use it just now!"

"Yes, the lord of the city is doing well. Wang Benzhi and Zhou Dayou shouted and applauded.

Not long after that, the lights were blown out, everyone fell asleep, and the room was silent, except outside, gusts of wind and sand were crashing on the window.

At this time, Leng Mian did not fall asleep, this place had been dead, which made him angry! Although there was a city lord beside him, he was still very scared, and he had goosebumps all over his body.

After tossing and turning several times, the cold face is a ghost when he opens his eyes, and he is a ghost when he closes his eyes, how to think about it and how scared.

I don't know how long it was, and I don't know how many days it was, but I couldn't see my fingers all around, and the weather seemed to be worse outside.

Leng Mian couldn't sleep, unconsciously, he felt hungry, and his body couldn't resist hunger, he couldn't stand it, he wanted to go out and get something to eat, so he quietly got out of bed and wanted to go to the store to get something to eat.

His figure walked through the dark hallway and saw the light, which was still sitting at the counter with a lamp lit.

Leng Mian walked over in a daze, his footsteps were noticed by the shopkeeper, the shopkeeper smiled slightly, and knew in his heart that there was business again, speaking of which, the businessman here is really extraordinary in his sensitivity to money!

Leng Mian covered his stomach and walked over slowly, and when he got to the counter, he asked, "Shop, do you have anything else to eat?"

"There is fried rice, and it costs eight copper shells. ”

When I heard the cold noodles, I thought it was very cheap, and the rice in Fengli was cooked in Fengli, and a bowl cost ten copper shellfish.

He took out eight coins, counted them roughly, and handed them to the shopkeeper, who took the money and immediately did his job.

I saw him take out a pot, a shovel, several seasonings, a strange flat small shelf from under the table, and then take out a pot of leftover rice, a bowl and chopsticks, and then start work, the old man poured half a catty of two taels of rice into the bottom of the pot, put the pot on the shelf, the left palm is on a big fire, put it in the rack, heat the pot, scoop up one or two seasonings with a small spoon, sprinkle it into the pot, and then fry it evenly with a spatula, soon, the color of the rice is browned, the aroma is transmitted, scooped into the bowl, and such a bowl of hot fried rice appears.

The cold noodles are served with hot rice, and they grab their chopsticks and eat them.

After eating, the store cleaned up the counter, and at this time, Leng Mian said to him: "Alas, shopkeeper, you had a fire in your hand just now, do you have solar power?"

"Nope. ”

"No! how can you make fire without you?"

"This kind of thing, as long as you have money, you can have it. ”

"Really?"

"Alright, I'll show you something. ”

After saying that, the shopkeeper took out another thing from under the table, it was a long box, and when he opened it, he saw that there were still three scrolls left in it, and these scrolls were somewhat damaged, and some of them were yellow, and the shopkeeper took out one and spread it out, and there was a very beautiful pattern on it.

The shopkeeper pointed to the scroll and said, "Twenty copper Wenbei one, do you want it?"

Leng Mian didn't speak, he touched all the pockets of his body, and took out seven copper shells, and gave them to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper weighed the portions, noticed that thirteen were missing, and said, "What do you mean by that?"

"I'm sorry, shopkeeper, I'll give you all the money left, and you can keep an account of the rest, and I'll pay it back later." ”

"Bookkeeping? How can there be such a saying, the world is so big, if you run away, where will I go to find you, if you really want it, it is better to leave something valuable, offset the account, and do not owe each other, wouldn't it be better!"

"But I don't have any treasure on me, so how can I trade with you?"

The shopkeeper looked at Leng Mian and found that half of the scroll was exposed in his arms, so he said, "You don't have a scroll in your arms, maybe that one will." ”

"No, this is a treasure map that I bought for twenty and I can't give it to you. ”

"Where did you buy the treasure map?"

"Outside in the little bazaar. ”

When the shopkeeper heard this, he immediately laughed and couldn't close his mouth for a while. Leng Mian couldn't understand it, so he asked, "What's the matter?"

"Haha, I'm laughing at you for being stupid, you dare to believe the treasure map sold in this kind of place!"

"I ......"

"It's stupid! It's stupid! The people on the street are all profiteers, selling fakes, and you don't have to worry about losing money if you dare to buy them, have you seen that picture?"

"Not yet. ”

"Then why don't you take a look and see how fake that picture is!"

After the shopkeeper finished speaking, he couldn't hold back a burst of laughter.

Leng Mian hurriedly opened the scroll, as soon as he opened it, it was displayed as a child's graffiti, those graffiti were very scribbled, there was no map style at all, the store saw this situation, he was so happy that he didn't want it, he never thought that he was already sixty years old, and he could laugh like a child!

Leng Mian was shyly by this joke!

The shopkeeper snatched the scroll from his hand, laughing as he picked it up and looked at it, the more he looked at it, the happier he became, and suddenly, his laughter gradually subsided until it stopped.

At this time, he noticed that there was also a beautiful pattern in the center of the scroll, and if he didn't look closely, he couldn't see it at all, and at this time, the shopkeeper was shocked: "Isn't this the same scroll as I have in my hand? No wonder it sells for twenty." ”

Thinking of this, he said to Leng Mian: "Young man, your scroll is the same as mine, I will use yours to make fire for you, and the seven yuan I gave me before that should be used as a helper, don't go back." ”

When Leng Mian heard this, he was reluctant to do so, this store was obviously a profiteer, but he also knew that the money given out would definitely not be returned, so he said: "The store's way of collecting money is very good, since the money is given, I won't say anything!"

"That's good. The shopkeeper smiled happily, "Boy, show your left hand." ”

As soon as Leng Mian heard it, he understood what he meant, so he rolled up his left sleeve, and the shopkeeper picked up the scroll, aimed the central pattern at Leng Noodle's arm, covered it up, and then pressed it hard, and there was a sizzling sound.

At the same time, a puff of white smoke rose from under the reels.

After a while, the shopkeeper took the scroll away, and the black pattern on it was completely seared on Leng Mian's left arm.