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He walked around, but he couldn't find anyone selling the Four Elephant Jade and White Tiger, and it seemed that the synthesis of the Four Elephant Jade would have to wait a little longer. Because of his own eye of truth, Wang Ye can quickly see all the goods on a stall, plus the "comprehension" skill improves the intelligence index, he finds that the speed of shopping is surprisingly fast, just by looking at it, he can estimate the value and usefulness of each item.

Turning around, a small wooden house came into Wang Ye's sight.

Among the many vendors of all kinds, the small wooden house was inconspicuous, but for some reason, Wang Ye had an unusual feeling when he saw it.

If you are someone else, you don't deliberately capture this feeling, and it will be over.

Wang Ye is not, he believes that every trace of unusual feeling must have his reason, and grasping every subtle feeling will only do him good and harmless.

Gazing closely, he realized that the sensation did not come from the cabin, but from the inside of the cabin.

It was a faint sense of oppression, coming and going, erratic, seeping out of the plank. He knew this feeling when he faced Xuanwu Zhiming for the first time, and when he faced Li Tianwang, Yang Zihan, and the Qingniu Army for the first time, he had this subtle sense of oppression. This sense of oppression is most likely a dangerous instinct from human instinct.

Out of curiosity, he walked over to the hut.

Approaching the wooden house, Wang Ye suddenly heard a "crunching" sound coming from the wooden house, like the sound of wooden planks shaking, and some other sounds that could not be heard clearly. The closer you go, the more pronounced this sound becomes.

However, when I walked to the front of the wooden house, I saw that the windows of the wooden house were tightly closed, and a "temporarily closed" sign was hung on it.

"Obviously there are people. ”

Wang Ye muttered secretly, stretched out his hand curiously, gently took off the "temporarily closed" sign, hid it behind him, and then opened a crack in the wooden window and secretly looked inside.

At this glance, he immediately regretted it.

"Ahh

A disheveled girl got up from the ground, hurriedly wrapped herself in the quilt, and shrunk into the shadows with a red face.

A middle-aged uncle with a long face next to him lifted his pants and sat up, and yelled dissatisfiedly:

"Who! I don't know how to knock on the door!"

"I'm sorry, I just wanted to buy something. Wang Ye was very sorry, this was sincere, he was indeed very sorry......

"I didn't see that it was suspended!" the middle-aged uncle continued to roar, and as he roared, he stuck his head out of the window and pointed to his own window.

"Hey, where's my brand?" he scratched his head in confusion: "Did I forget to hang up?"

Wang Ye sneered, and said with a shy face: "You don't seem to have a sign." ”

"Ahh ”

As he spoke, he pushed open the wooden window and let the light into his cabin.

"Store manager!" the little girl hurriedly exclaimed.

"Eh, Xiaoxue, are you in the house, when did you come?" said the long-faced uncle in surprise.

"You're amnesiac again, manager, I've been here for hours. Didn't you just ...... In ......, "The girl named Xiaoxue blushed and couldn't say anything else.

"Ahh

His clothes were sloppy, his hair was long and unkempt, almost covering half of his face, his chin was unshaven, he looked like a vagabond, and he held a small wine jar in one hand, and he seemed to be an alcoholic drunkard. Every trial in the city of Xudu may die, so there is no shortage of people who are drunk and dreaming of death.

Out of nowhere, he took out a long broom, stretched out the window and handed it to Wang Yedao:

"Come on, young man, it's rare to open, help me sweep the sign, it's a little dusty. ”

"......" Wang Ye was stunned, it was the first time he met a store that asked customers to help sweep the sign, and he didn't think of himself as an outsider.

He took the broom with a wry smile and looked around, but he didn't notice where the sign he was talking about was.

"What is your brand?" Wang Ye said curiously.

"Here, on the window, what a look!" the long-faced uncle pointed to the window.

Wang Ye narrowed his eyes, and finally saw clearly, in a place completely covered with black ash on the window, under the cobwebs and layers of mud, the edge of a sign was faintly exposed.

It's called "a little dusty?"

Wang Ye was sweating badly.

He waved his broom and swept away the black ash with a few strokes, revealing a shop sign with six large, crooked characters written on it:

Ah Yuan's grocery store.

Looking down, he saw that the door was wide open. The little girl named Xiaoxue didn't know when she changed into a work clothes, and the work clothes looked like a maid's suit, and she knew whose bad taste it was at a glance.

She walked to the window with her head bowed and whispered:

"Gu ...... Customer...... Want to buy something?"

The little girl looked to be eighteen or nineteen years old, with a round face, big eyes with long eyelashes, and a reddish face like a ripe apple, which looked quite cute.

Looking at the bearded middle-aged uncle next to him, Wang Ye couldn't help but feel that a good cabbage was arched by a pig.

Hearing the little girl's question, he suddenly remembered what he was coming for. But the strange thing is that from the moment he opened the window, the faint sense of oppression no longer existed, and it has not appeared again until now.

"Just take a look. ”

Wang Ye prevaricated, he glanced at the cabin, there were many dirty goods piled up in the cabin, all of which were in very poor condition, some of them were even old ordinary living utensils, and even pots and pans, some of which had been yellowed, like the color of oil stains penetrating into them.

It's hard to imagine anything worth buying at such a grocery store.

After trying to look around several times, Wang Ye didn't find that unusual feeling anymore, he thought that there was something good hidden in this wooden house, but it seemed that he was too worried. Finally shook his head and turned to leave.

"Nothing you want to buy, little brother?" the middle-aged uncle asked a little drunk.

"Thanks, not yet. Wang Ye responded.

"It's a pity. The middle-aged man smiled slightly.

But as soon as he walked not far away, a thought suddenly flashed through his heart. This thought made him feel that he had just been stupid, and that it was simply not the judgment of a 40-year-old person.

"Holy, how did I ignore this!" he slapped his forehead and quickly turned back.

Returning to the cabin, he saw the middle-aged man lighting a large cigar and smoking it with gusto. The middle-aged man's thin body made him look like he was taking drugs.

Seeing Wang Ye come back, he showed a smile of "sure enough", as if he had expected Wang Ye to come back.

"It's back, little brother. He spat out a smoke ring.

Wang Ye didn't answer, and without saying a word, he opened the door and rushed into the wooden house, grabbed the broom just now, and looked at the middle-aged man stunned.

"Your house is a little dusty, I'll sweep it up for you. Wang Ye said with a smile. (To be continued.) )