Chapter Seventy-Five: He Is Zhao Yinuo

What Lingtai? I frowned slightly.

Although the man in front of him was interesting, he was too inexplicable to speak.

He waved his hand, bit the cigarette holder, and said to me: "I am the most annoying person who has too many questions from others, what do you want to ask?" Hehe, I'm not going to answer. ”

As he spoke, he spat out another puff of smoke, and he didn't know how he got it, but the smoke actually formed a large cloud of mist, which did not disperse for a long time.

I was stunned again, he played with these hands, I thought he was very handsome.

But he squinted at me and said, "Because, I don't know you." ”

"I didn't say I had to ask." I was helpless.

At this time, someone had already brought two bowls of Kuding tea, and he didn't speak, but took a big sip when he took it, and then suddenly asked me, "Don't you want to know me?" ”

For this man who spoke a little strangely, I suddenly decided not to go around in any circle with him, and said directly: "I found that there are too many interesting people in this inner market, and I want to meet them." But I don't have time, I'm here to inquire about the news and find someone. If you have any news, I hope you can sue me for the sake of me and you being able to talk about 5,000 yuan. If you don't have news, I'll ask someone else. ”

"Interesting." He extinguished the cigarette in his hand, and then asked me very directly, "Who are you looking for?" ”

"Zhao Yinuo, in fact, I don't know if he is in this area. But I heard that in this city, people can only move around in the West Market, right? I looked at him and said earnestly.

At the same time, with hope, I always felt that this man should know a lot about the things in the inner market.

Who knows, my words were asked for a long time, and he didn't answer me.

I could only wait patiently, and after about a minute, the man in front of me suddenly sighed and said, "The price has been raised, you don't have to talk to me about 5,000 yuan, come in with me." You can talk to me about a more expensive one. ”

"I don't have that much money." I'm very direct.

"I asked you in the first place." As he spoke, he suddenly picked up the mask on the table and put it on my face.

I don't understand his actions, but the people here are still wearing masks and are busy reading the thread-bound book, and they don't notice me at all, and the location I chose happens to be a position with my back to the hall, even if I take off the mask just now, no one should see me, right?

But the point is, why did he put a mask on me?

I didn't ask the question, and he turned and walked towards the inner part of the hall, and motioned for me to follow.

It seems that there is a play in looking for Zhao Yinuo, so I stood up and immediately followed.

At this time, I realized that I didn't attract much attention as soon as I came in, and now I follow him into the room, but everyone is watching, as if I am a star walking the red carpet.

I couldn't tell the meaning in the men's eyes, but I immediately understood why he was putting a mask on me.

I followed him silently, almost as I reached the inner room.

In a relatively comfortable and gorgeous position, suddenly an old man with a bald head and a somewhat rickety back stood up, and asked in a somewhat yin and yang voice: "Boss, is this your sky-high tea finally sold?" ”

This casual man in a vest and pants in such a cold place is the owner of this place?

What a human being is unseemly! Before, I thought he was at most a 'lobby manager' or something!

Faced with this strange question, the man walking in front of me suddenly stopped, looked at the old man with a calm expression, and didn't know what he was thinking?

The old man didn't look at him, but just coughed like an old man, and then looked at me and said, "Boy, the sky-high price of tea over there, you paid for it, which means that there is always a price." Since it's priced, you might as well reveal it, I think everyone here and the people behind them are interested in knowing. If you don't say it, hehehe"

He suddenly became angry again, and after laughing, he squinted at me and said, "Then you have to think about whether you can leave this inner city alive." ”

This old man, I frowned, when did I buy the sky-high price of tea? It's just that the man didn't speak, and I couldn't explain it, for fear that I would reveal his secret as soon as I opened my mouth.

But he didn't want to, the man suddenly smiled, took a step across, and faced the old man head-on, and suddenly burst out with an unparalleled domineering momentum on his body, he spoke, still calm, and said, "You have to take care of my affairs?" ”

Speaking of this, his words suddenly changed, and his voice became thick and sharp: "Or do you dare to care?" ”

The old man seemed to be suppressed by this man's momentum, and wanted to sit down several times, but he was obviously unwilling, and seemed to have struggled for a long time, and then he said with a little weakness: "Even if I don't care, will others ignore it." You're amazing, and you're surrounded by people."

"Hehe, whoever wants to come looking for trouble, you can do it! I, Lao Zhao, do things, and I don't need to explain to anyone. As he spoke, the domineering momentum of his whole person dissipated again, and he once again became the lazy appearance with ease, and then said: "I have crossed out the road today, you can come, it is best to come in groups, so as not to clean up the trouble again and again." ”

After saying this, he turned around impatiently and motioned for me to follow.

By the way, he 'spat' and scolded: "I have the ability to grab a spiritual platform by myself and stare at Lao Tzu!" Lao Tzu's spiritual platform can accommodate you to speak? ”

I don't know the rights and wrongs here, and naturally it's inconvenient to comment, so I can only follow this man silently.

As for what exactly this altar is, I have a vague idea in my mind, and it certainly does not refer to the human altar, but seems to refer to this building.

As I thought, I had been brought into the inner room by this man.

In addition to a small table for preparing tea for the guests outside, there are several huge shelves, on which are some thread-bound books, and there are even bamboo slips, which are much more than those placed outside, but I don't know what the specific content of the books is, but my heart is very itchy and I want to see these books.

Who knew that the man didn't stop here, but continued to walk in with me.

There was only a small room left, and he didn't shy away from it, so he just pushed the door in.

I followed.

I found that it seemed to be a dormitory-like arrangement, a simple camp bed, a cabinet, a writing desk, even all the furniture, and the other was a mess of all kinds of miscellaneous items, which was no different from many men's rooms.

The only thing that stands out is that at the innermost point of the room, there is a stone staircase that goes up.

It's still the style of the exterior wall, black stone, and red clay are the same as the heaviness of primitive tribes.

I stood in the doorway and didn't go in because there was almost no place to stay.

But he didn't mind, and scratched on the ground, opened a clearing, lit another cigarette, and said to me, "Come in." ”

I walked in, and he sat down in the clearing, and I sat down with him.

He stretched out his hand and touched it, as if by magic, he found an iron pot from a pile of clothes, shoes and socks, opened it, it was the intoxicating aroma of wine, he took a sip, and suddenly sighed and said: "The days are getting harder and harder day by day, but this wine is also getting harder and harder to find day by day." ”

Seems to have a hard time here? I took off my mask and said very directly: "You said you were Lao Zhao just now?" ”

He took a cigarette in his mouth, squinted at me and said, "Don't knowingly ask, if you can't tell me any reason, I'll kick you out of here myself." Because I got into trouble by bringing you in. No one who wants to look for me has ever broken into my place so recklessly. ”

I'm a little depressed, I don't know anything, this is also a 'blind cat meets a dead mouse'?

I took out the letter from my bosom, but said, "I don't want to be so reckless. But you came to talk to me first. ”

I'm telling the truth.

The answer is already obvious, the person in front of me is the person the beast boss wants me to find - Zhao Yinuo.

Things seem to be very smooth at a critical time, but thinking about the process of your own journey, can it be regarded as a smooth lĂŹ?

Zhao Yinuo grabbed the letter in my hand, but he didn't hurry to open it, but said to me: "You think I love you? There was such a big movement in the inner city just now, this guy Bai Gu went crazy, you have to be me don't know, it's too difficult! If you hadn't come in, you would have the smell of that guy with white utensils."

When he said this, he didn't say anything, but touched his nose, and the meaning was already obvious.

I smell of that white adult? Specifically, I just had two simple collisions with him, and I couldn't even call it a fight, but I was smelled by this Zhao Yinuo?

Is that the real reason he accosted me?

I always felt that he hadn't finished it all, because when he said this, he didn't have the refreshing meaning of what he said before, but felt a little hesitant.

And Zhao Yinuo ignored me, but he was intently looking at the letter written by the beast elder.

After a long time, he looked up and said, "Is the old beast crazy?" Let such a guy as you fulfill his wish? Could it be that he was irritated crazy by the waste that came before? ”