When I came to Zheng Tao's house, I found that I had closed the door when I went out, but Zheng Tao didn't bring anything and no keys when he rushed downstairs. I had to call the lock that the lock king had opened, and then I entered the house. Zheng Tao sat on the edge of the bed, saying nothing, expressionless. I took off the necklace of the five poisonous oils and shook it beside him, but there was nothing.

It seems that Zheng Tao does not have yin qi in his body, that is obsessive-compulsive disorder. But what now? Please have a genuine card. Not only did it not be transported, but it became more and more serious, and now it looks like a mental disorder. I walked around the house, saw Zheng Tao's stunned appearance, and thought that I had to find a way, so I sneaked out quietly and bought a new umbrella at the shop downstairs. actually found the same pattern as Zheng Tao's previous umbrella, and it was obvious that the umbrella was also bought here.

After going upstairs, I scattered the umbrella and put it on the bed, hoping that when Zheng Tao wakes up tomorrow, he will be able to see it normally, saying that he can't forget about today's events, thinking it was a dream. I was about to slip away, thinking that I would quietly go out and close the door at this time, as for when Zheng Tao would wake up, then I wouldn't worry about it for now.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Tao slowly turned his head to see the new umbrella on the bed, his eyes lit up, he hurriedly grabbed it, held it back several times, and muttered: "The umbrella has been recovered, it is still so clean, it is not dirty...... " He began to fold the umbrella seriously, made it very carefully, and slowly folded the rainproof cloth one by one according to the umbrella bone. Very engaged and focused.

"Hey, are you alright?" I asked. Zheng Tao didn't hear it at all, and was still stacking. I hesitated for a moment, reached out and gently nudged his shoulder, and he shook his body, not looking at me, not angry. I mustered up the courage to pull out the umbrella in his hand and throw it on the bed, and regretted it when I was done, what if he went crazy again and bit me? When a man goes crazy, he is worse than a dog.

I stepped back and walked, but Zheng Tao didn't embarrass me, but knelt on the bed and grabbed the umbrella and began to fold it from my head again. My heart was pounding, my curiosity was rising again, and I pulled out the umbrella and held it in my hand as he had just folded the two pieces. Zheng Tao's eyes only looked at the umbrella, not at me, it seemed that in his eyes, the whole world was left with this umbrella. Everything else is gone. He grabbed the umbrella and continued to fold it, and I began to get scared and thought to myself. When people become like this, are they already insane?

At that time, I admitted that I had withdrawn and was afraid of taking responsibility, so I stopped bothering him, quietly exited the room, closed the door, and called a taxi home.

Maybe everyone will speculate about what will happen to Zheng Tao in the future, sorry, I really don't know, because I have never contacted Zheng Tao again, and I don't know if his obsessive-compulsive disorder is getting worse or better.

This type of business is the most depressing kind, although it makes money. But seeing customers like this, I don't feel bad about it. But he was afraid of getting into trouble, so he had to choose to escape.

Zheng Tao's matter, I also deliberately checked the information about obsessive-compulsive disorder on the Internet, only to find that many people have obsessive-compulsive disorder, but the degree is mild or severe. For example, on the bus, I like to sit in the seat next to the door, and only use the innermost squatting position to go to the toilet, and the top part of each dish is clamped.

Everyone has these habits, just their own preferences. But it is rare to develop like Zheng Tao. Suddenly I was a little scared, because I also have a lot of fixed habits, and sometimes I am very stubborn, and I have to do it. For example, when I sit and play on the computer, my phone must be placed on the right side, and I have to take it out to look at the screen from time to time in my pocket. It seems that these problems will have to be changed in the future.

In the evening, I was lying in my newly renovated house watching TV, and suddenly I received a text message from Fang Gang: "Someone saw that Xiong Furen guy taking tourists to Nakhon Sawan." ”

I was immediately shocked, and immediately called Fang Gang back: "How is it possible?" He—Didn't he fall into the ghost king, and he hasn't died yet? ”

"I want to ask that question too. I called that guy just now, and he didn't believe it, saying that my friend must have read it wrong. Fang Gang said, "I told him that my friend's eyes are very good, and he will definitely not be mistaken." ”

I hurriedly asked, "How do you answer that?" Fang Gang said that Dengkang said that no one could solve the head of the Ghost King Sect, unless the Ghost King and Mr. Yu, and then himself. I said, is it possible that the bear tour guide found Mr. Yu, or went to the Philippines to find the ghost king directly?

Fang Gang said: "I asked him. Deng Kang said that the Ghost King would definitely not do this, because he knew that someone from the Ghost King's faction did it, and he would definitely not understand. The possibility on Mr. Yu's side is also extremely low, but the theory is possible. Deng Kang asked me to continue to keep an eye on the bear guide to see if he had any suspicious movements. ”

Hung up the phone, my mood began to be heavy again, I didn't understand that the ghost king of the bear guide could actually find someone to untie it, this guy is really skilled! How did he do it, is there really a channel to inquire about the whereabouts of Mr. Yuan? Several of our senior dealers can't find him, you Xiong Furen can find him so easily?

Looking at the SMS quotation sent to me by Lao Xie, my heart was very confused. I don't know why, because of the Xiong tour guide, I'm not in the mood to open a Buddhist brand shop in Shenyang. I still remember the scene when the Anshan underworld smashed the Buddhist brand shop to pieces. Mrs. Fang can still seek revenge from me after more than a year, who can guarantee that Erbao's group of people will come to Shenyang to trouble me on a whim one day?

This time, I stayed in Shenyang for more than two months, and I started thinking about the golden egg guy again, so I went back to Rayong again. I didn't have two days at my cousin's house. Lao Xie called me and asked, "Brother Tian, when will the batch of genuine cards you want be shipped?" ”

"Don't send it yet, I haven't decided whether to reopen that amulet shop in Shenyang." I replied. Lao Xie said that this is difficult to do, I have paid all the deposits here, and the temple is urging me to ship.

I thought to myself, when will you, the old fox, be willing to advance the deposit for the downstream merchants, and I guess you are bluffing me again, so I don't believe it. Lao Xie was anxious and said that he could take me to the temple to pick up the goods in person to see if he was lying. I think about it, in fact, that batch of genuine brands are good quality and cheap goods, but there are a lot of them, Lao Xie here I ordered more than 30 pieces≤ a total of more than 10,000 yuan to pay it.

From Rayong to Khon Kaen, and back to Nakhon Ratchasima and Saraburi, Lao Xie took me to five or six temples, and sure enough, the monks in the temple who were in charge of asking for cards all said to Lao Xie, if you don't pick up your goods this week, the deposit paid will not be returned. It seems that this guy made an exception for me and actually paid a deposit. Of course, I couldn't let him lose it, and then blame me again, so I had to pay for the goods to stay.

With these Buddhist cards, Lao Xie and I passed by from Bangkok, preparing to go to Pattaya to find Fang Gang. It was already evening in Bangkok, so we had to find a hotel to spend the night. In the evening, he insisted that he had helped me with so many goods, and asked me to invite him to dinner. This guy is very edible, I only dare to take him to the seafood buffet for 299 baht per person, and the variety is full and fresh.

After eating, Lao Xie's stomach was already like a ball, in fact, I didn't eat less, but compared to him, I can only be regarded as a little brother. I stayed at a hotel near the cafeteria, and I went to bed early because of the extra drinks. It happened that there was only one room left in the hotel, and there were two beds in it, which was miserable, Lao Xie usually liked to snore, but now that he has drunk, the snoring is several times louder.

Listening to this earth-shattering invincible snoring, I thought I could basically not sleep this night, but I don't know if it was fake beer, my head was very dizzy, and a little nauseous, and I fell asleep soon after taking a shower.

In the middle of the night, I had a dream that Mr. Jiang, who had pit me in Jakarta before, actually pried open the door. Sneak in. I saw that he was blinded by burns in both eyes, and he was groping around on Lao Xie's bed, not knowing what to look for. After touching me for a while, he came to touch me again, and suddenly I woke up from my dream, sat up in a daze, and didn't see any Mr. Jiang, and then I remembered that the guy was dead, and was made into a domain by Azanba.

When I came out of the bathroom, I was about to turn off the light, and suddenly through the dim light, I saw that Lao Xie was lying on the bed naked. I was very strange, I thought about it for a long time, I remember that this guy was wearing big flower pants and a white vest before going to bed, when did he take off so clean and slippery, why didn't I know that he had the habit of sleeping naked?