I followed her and she ushered me into an elevator. When the www.biquge.info first stepped into the elevator, the lights in the elevator were particularly bright, illuminating her beautiful face and the perfect figure under the transparent black gauze skirt, I couldn't see through her thoughts, she was smiling but thinking about something in a low voice, the whole person was full of mystery, and I began to be very curious about her identity.

I stretched out my right hand and took the initiative to show her goodwill, saying, "Your name is Yan Yitong, right?" Miss Yan Yitong, hello, my name is Hao Jian. ”

"Sir, are you alive or dead?" She ignored me directly, skipped answering my questions, and said with an ambiguous and serious face.

"What?"

"Living or dead, what's the problem?" I was confused when she asked, my face was full of compulsion, and I touched my head in confusion and said, "What is the relationship between the two?" Is there a difference between yes and no? ”

"Sir, you may not know that there are two kinds of people who come to our grocery store, one is the destined person who lives well, and the other is the lonely ghost who comes to Hell to report for duty. The goods of the living are above seventeen floors, and the goods of the dead are below seventeen floors. Things are gathered by like, goods are grouped, just as yin and yang are separated, the characteristics of goods up and down, style and price, and variety effect are two completely different styles. Mr. Hao Jian, you have to cooperate well, so that it is convenient for the store to find tailor-made goods for you, the most exquisite service, the most perfect price, and you will definitely be satisfied. ”

She explained it cracklingly, and it was very professional, but I didn't understand any of it. What a living and a dead person, isn't this just an ordinary grocery store? Just a little more upscale? Could it be that this is a dead shop!? If that's the case, no wonder I feel so cold and damp. The most important thing is that the price is still so pitied!

I'm bold, I've even been to the Netherworld anyway. Who's afraid of whom?

I took my outstretched hand back, touched my head awkwardly, and said with a wry smile, "I've been dead for days."

"Hah, that's good." She pressed the elevator with a smile on her face and said, "Sir, please follow me." ”

"Good?"

When she heard me say that I was dead, she actually had a satisfied smile on her face. This smile seems a little weird! This is the first time I've seen someone who hears that someone else is dead and doesn't feel sorry at all. Could it be that her heart is made of stone?!

I asked weakly, "How many floors are we going to?"

"Heh, you'll know when you get there." She seemed to be smiling, with a mysterious look.

What is the answer?

I was still a little unbelievable, the elevator suddenly went down sharply, and suddenly, I felt a wave of dizziness, and after a few seconds, the elevator gradually stopped shaking. I didn't have time to react at all, and there it was.

"Bang!"

This elevator is really fast, much faster than our busy elevator. While I was still sighing, the elevator door opened with a bang.

She walked in front of me, like a proud leader, and I silently followed her, walking cautiously, looking around, for this strange building, there was a little expectation in my heart, but more of a nervousness, who knows what I will encounter?

Do you think? What happened to me in the past few days is really unlucky enough - I died inexplicably, went down to the underworld, met a thousand-year-old zongzi, outwitted the sheep-headed monster, and now it's another one, what kind of underworld shop has everything? I felt that there was nothing in this world that could not happen. It's better to be cautious.

It turned out that it was nothing special, and she took me into a room that looked like a high-end office, not too big or small, and could fit four or five people, which was just right. This is not over, there is a dark pavilion in this room, that is, the basement, and its entrance is a staircase, this staircase is nothing special, judging by the feeling of feet and sound, it may be made of a pile of stones. Soon I followed her to the basement room.

The basement feels more spacious, like a large hall. However, the light is relatively dim, and when I went down the stairs just now, I had the feeling of moving forward in the dark in the deep mountains and old forests. Vaguely, a cold wind blew over, and to be honest, I was a little inexplicably terrified and trembling by this wind. How do I feel like something out of a horror movie? She's not going to take me to the basement for a bit of abuse, is she?

I hurriedly pretended to be very panicked and scared, sat on the stone stairs, didn't get up or move forward, and deliberately screamed: "Ahhhh

"Smack!"

She tapped her palms a few times, and in an instant, a gorgeous chandelier above her head lit up, and the light instantly filled the entire hall. I took a turn, and the white walls of the whole hall were exceptionally clean and tidy, without any blemishes. I took a closer look, and even the floors were imported from abroad, including the white paint painted on the four walls, which were all ultra-fragrant and harmless European-style paints. 666。

I was stunned by what I saw.

In front of me is a large LCD TV, such a large screen, watching TV must be very cool. Behind me is a super long Simmons soft sofa, such a long, so soft and wide sofa can sleep two people, Ba Shi. In the center of the hall is a long jade glass table, the table is very large and long, it is estimated that the dishes are out of reach, so luxurious. The most eye-catching thing is the sky blue transparent curtain and the transparent ice green balcony glass, through which you can see a large balcony behind the transparent glass, and some potted plants in full bloom are placed on the balcony, which looks like a vibrant look. I'm not mistaken, there is actually a tank of red goldfish swimming comfortably in the water. Oh no, what the hell is that green oval shell?

Hahaha, that's actually a green turtle with a shrunken head! It's really blinding me.

It's not like a supermarket, it's like a five-star hotel, or a five-star presidential suite. Special high-end atmosphere on the grade.

"Sir has arrived, please take a seat, please wait a moment, I will quickly go and get you a medicinal first aid kit."

I nodded, sat down, and accidentally felt the wound on my face crack again, and a warm current flowed down, I hurriedly covered the wound on my face, gritted my teeth to endure the pain, and gently leaned on the sofa, and then said, "Okay."

I just looked at her back, and somehow, I actually thought of Hao Jingjing, if only she were here at this time. What was I thinking, cranky.

Soon. She walked into a room with a click, and in less than a few seconds she walked down with a large first-aid kit, her steps were agile, her movements were particularly light, the breeze was gentle, and her skirt was slightly rippling, like a black cherub, and slowly walked towards me. She put the medicine box on the table, opened the box in three or two, took out the gauze and disinfectant inside, and said to me with a kind smile: "Why don't I help you stop the bleeding?"

I was suddenly confused, and the second monk was confused.

I awkwardly refused, "No, I'll do it myself."

Although she is a beauty, and a beautiful woman serves me, I should feel honored, and I am embarrassed to refuse. But I thought about what if she had to take the money afterwards? I can't afford this kind of sky-high labor price! When I don't understand her intentions, I can only stay calm, stay away from dangerous animals, clear my head, and be ready to go wild at any time. I don't remember who said it, but the more beautiful the animal, the more dangerous it is. I think it's the same with women.

I stubbornly got up, took the alcohol and gauze from her hand, and walked to the front of the TV in two or three steps, at this time the TV was bright black and black like a mirror, I was tinkering with it, and when I seized the opportunity, of course, my brother had to tidy up my little flat head first, and then began to dip some alcohol with a cotton swab with medicated water, and smeared it on my face, it hurt, it hurt so much that the bricks were piercing, and my brother didn't dare to shout that it hurt, and frowned. How can I show weakness in front of beautiful women! Men, you have to look like a man.

I wrapped a circle of gauze around my face with a few random strokes, and I realized that the gauze on my head had already been hanging from the pounds. I pulled it open and touched my hand, and the wounds on it were already scarred, obviously from the stumbling on the table that day. Hey, I'm unlucky to think about it, I'm full of scars.

However, the wound on this face is easy to deal with, but what about this shoulder?

She looked at my cold attitude of not approaching people and rejecting people thousands of miles away, and she was stunned for a moment, with no expression on her face, and she didn't know what she was thinking.