I answered the phone, and a hoarse man's voice came out.

This voice sounds both strange and somewhat familiar.

"Is it Ray Lin?"

"Yes, excuse me, are you ......"

"I'm Uncle Jiu, Lin Ying-jeou!"

"Oh oh, you're that mustachioed police officer," I felt a pang of my heart after the greeting, "but how did you know my phone number?!" ”

"Ma Ruilin, you open an antique shop on Culture Street, isn't your phone number easy to check?"

"Uh, okay, so what's the matter with your call?!"

"It's nothing important, I just want to tell you a piece of news, corpse barbarian...... He's run away......"

“…… Who?! ”

"Corpse...... Barbarian...... Child!!! ”

"Corpse barbarian, what is it?!"

"By the way, it seems that I didn't tell you, and it's not too late for me to tell you, you have met the corpse barbarian, and the strange person you saw on the roof of the bus that night, he is the corpse barbarian, and he is also the fugitive that my organization and I have been tracking, an important fugitive...... Alas, it was with great difficulty that he was caught, and despite our strict guarding, we let him escape......"

"No," I interrupted Lin Ying-jeou and asked nervously, "what are you telling me all this for?" Is there something going on with me here?! ”

"Hehe, it's nothing, I'll just tell you by the way, okay, goodbye!"

"Hey...... Hey...... Hey, hey, hey......"

After saying that, Lin Ying-jeou hung up the phone.

Seeing that I was covered in cold sweat, Feng Qingyang asked me: "Hey, who called you?!" ”

I sat on the sofa and talked to Feng Qingyang.

Especially when it comes to that corpse barbarian, this name is not a good person when you hear it, and it sounds strange and scary, it must be a heinous bandit leader.

Feng Qingyang twisted his eyebrows into a "Chuan" character when he listened, he got up from the sofa, touched his chin and walked around in front of me, and I was upset when I saw it.

"What's wrong with you? Don't keep walking around, okay! I asked uneasily.

"Let me ask you, do you know why that mustache called you at this time?"

"For ...... Why?!! ”

"Didn't that person called the corpse barbarian just run away, and the mustache was also worried that the corpse barbarian would come to take revenge on you, so he made a phone call to verify whether you are still alive now......

“…… Yes?! ”

Feng Qingyang's words made me immediately creepy, and it was no exaggeration.

As soon as I got there, I ran to the door and looked left and right.

It's only five o'clock in the morning, there is nothing unusual at the door, and even the sanitation workers have not yet gone to work.

"I said Master Feng, you have been walking the rivers and lakes longer than me, have you ever heard of the name Corpse Barbarian, it sounds like it should be a nickname, what is it for?!"

"I haven't heard of such a number one person in the rivers and lakes, I guess it's just a clown who jumps off the beam, look at what scares you, it's not a big deal, don't worry," Feng Qingyang patted his chest vigorously, "I'm here, as long as that corpse barbarian dares to come, I can kill him in minutes......"

Feng Qingyang's words are quite righteous, and I am quite moved, but thinking about being flattened by thugs at the door of the hair salon last night, I looked at Feng Qingyang, and my heart immediately felt bottomless.

I solemnly pointed to Feng Qingyang's nose and said, "Don't think that if you give the name of a hero, you really treat yourself as a hero?" ”

"Damn, don't believe it," Feng Qingyang plucked his nostrils and said, "It's useless for you to be afraid, hurry up and prepare things, hurry up and do the immortal ceremony, you have done what the corpse barbarian didn't do, are you still afraid of him?" ”

"Yes, you're right, but ......"

When I thought that I had no money in my hand, how could I take out 50,000 yuan to borrow an ancient porcelain bowl, I felt a dilemma.

"Don't worry, it's me, let me do the math, can we make a small fortune today," Feng Qingyang pinched his fingers pretendiously, immediately stared at him, and said happily, "Hey, Brother Xiaoma, I'm so casual, guess what, I can really make a small profit today, I have to go out and set up a stall quickly!" ”

Since Feng Qingyang calculated that he was going to make a small fortune today, I was also interested, not because I was greedy for money, but because the time to verify the authenticity had come.

The method is very simple, if this guy doesn't make any money at night, I will definitely use this as an excuse to ask him to leave my store.

Make up your mind, and don't waste time.

The two of us went out to eat breakfast first, and when we were full, we began to prepare.

I asked Feng Qingyang to take a shower in the bathroom to wash the oil sludge off his body, and I used this time to buy a new robe for Feng Qingyang in the folk shop for filming.

This is an ancient culture street, and there are shops selling everything.

Feng Qingyang took a shower, I handed him the razor, asked him to cut his beard, and then pulled him to the barber shop to get a haircut.

This time I had to follow, because I was afraid that this guy would be tempted to go to the big health care after taking the money.

Feng Qingyang waved his hand and said no, let me bring a bamboo chopstick, only to see him skillfully pull up his unkempt hair, and actually made a small bun on the top of his head.

After inserting the bamboo chopsticks, it really has a bit of that meaning.

Putting on the new Taoist robe I bought, Feng Qingyang turned around in front of me, and said with a smile: "Brother Xiaoma, you see that my outfit is okay, right?" ”

"Okay, okay, good looking."

Saying this, I didn't mean to be perfunctory, as the saying goes, people look at clothes and horses in the saddle, no matter how unobtrusive a person is, when he puts on a decent clothes, he is really reborn.

The two of us took out a long table from the store and placed it in front of the Kirin Pavilion.

Spread a piece of red flannel cloth on the table, moved a stool, and Feng Qingyang sat there and began to wait for business.

Although the weather was good today, neither cold nor hot, it was not until noon, and there was no business coming to the door.

Both of us were a little listless from the warm sun.

Feng Qingyang suddenly slapped the table and said to me: "It seems that Jiang Taigong's trick of fishing for the bait is not good, but he still has to take the initiative, I want to find a way?" ”

"What can you do?"

"Brother Xiaoma, you bring your phone over, why don't we broadcast live?"

"Live broadcast, live broadcast what, live broadcast Two men are bored to bask in the sun together?"

"In this way, let's play a play, you pretend to come to me for fortune telling, I'll give you a batch of eight characters, let's broadcast the fortune telling and approve eight characters, how about it?"

"I don't do it, isn't that a lie?"

"What is a lie, can't you just make money, hurry up, take out your phone and give it to me, hurry up!!"