In a small grocery store on the outskirts of Jiangchang City, a young man is seriously taking care of the goods on the shelves. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 The goods on the daily necessities shelves have long accumulated a thick layer of stale ash, and most of the snacks on the food shelves have also reached the point where they have to be replaced. The lights in the store are dim, and the sunlight shining in from the front door makes the shelves shine brighter.

After a long time, the expired food on the shelves has been replaced with new ones, and the dust on the plastic packaging of daily necessities has been cleaned up. The young man straightened up and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

As mentioned above, this is not a very prosperous business...... Or a grocery store that no one cares about.

After doing all this, the young man placed the rag in a corner of the store, then sat down on the counter, opened the drawer, opened the few bills inside, pulled out a torn book from the inside, and leaned back on the recliner on the counter, watching quietly.

This young man's name is Gu Ran, and he is the owner of this small grocery store. Probably because the location of the shop is too remote, there are not many customers here. However, although his business is not very good, he can barely make ends meet. The house and shop are ready-made, and after removing the loss of expired goods, there is still some money left over every month.

It can be seen from this that his future life path should be very simple and plain, guarding this small shop that will never be full of food and starvation, using the money he has saved to marry a woman who is not beautiful but very good at running a family, giving birth to a son who has no interest but will not be ruined, and when he grows up, he will continue to guard this small shop that seems to never be full of food and starvation, just like his deceased parents, and the cycle repeats......

Of course, this was before he encountered the series of strange things that followed.

"Márquez's 100 Years of Solitude?"

A sentence interrupted Gu Ran, who was immersed in the book, and he looked away from the book and raised his head.

"A masterpiece of magical realist literature, the rise and ......fall of seven generations of a family for a hundred years," a man in a white trench coat said with a smile: "I recognized this red and black cover as soon as I saw it, it was a very good book." ”

This man looks like he's in his thirties, and he can be considered an uncle by today's standards. He has a scruffy beard and a messy hairstyle, and his face is as pale as paper. but gave birth to a handsome face, which made his bad image look like a kind of vicissitudes of melancholy handsomeness.

"No," Gu Ran closed the book, put it on the table, and opened the title page of the book: "Demon Law, I rented it from the bookstore, probably the cover is broken, so the shopkeeper used the cover of the book you talked about." ”

The smile on the man's face froze, and he sneered awkwardly.

"What do you want," Gu Ran asked, standing up and pointing to the shelves in the store.

"I'm not here to buy anything, boy. The man said coolly, with his pockets in his pockets.

"But I'm only selling things here......" Gu Ran shook his head and said, "Then what are you here for?"

"Anyway, let's introduce myself first," the man waved his hand, pulled up the recliner that Gu Ran had just sat on, and lay down very naturally, making people have to sigh at the thickness of his cheeks: "My name is Xi Yue, this is my business card." ”

With that, he handed out a white card from his bosom.

"Gu Ran, the owner of a small grocery store, has no business cards. Gu Ran took the business card and said casually.

He looked at the content on the business card, and the seven big words "Marriage Investigation Office" came into view, and there was also a row below it that "undertook various premarital investigations, spouse trends, legal rights protection and other services." ”

Gu Ran returned the business card to him very decisively and said, "I'm sorry, I don't have a wife or girlfriend now, and I don't need any marriage investigation services!"

In recent years, all those who have engaged in marriage mediation have begun to sell door-to-door? But looking at his sloppy appearance, it is not good to think that the income is not good, and it is estimated that there is no way to do anything for the sake of livelihood.

"Marriage investigation?" The man named Xi Yue was stunned for a moment, then awkwardly put away his business card and began to continue groping in his arms.

"Of course I know that you are not married or in love, after all, there are some things that are written on your face even if you don't say it...... Oh, I found it!" he took out another card from his arms and handed it to Gu Ran slowly.

Gu Ran suspiciously turned the card again, and the white paper read, "Xi Yue, the head of the Jiangxia branch of the Demon Slayer." That's all, nothing else.

If that business card could make Gu Ran sympathize with him at the beginning, and by the way, he would help him with some food that was cleared because it was about to expire, but now this one made Gu Ran just want to quickly invite him out of the store.

Xi Yue took out a pack of Manbaolu from the inner pocket of his windbreaker, popped it up, and said, "Uh...... As you can see, I'm the boss of the demon hunters in Jiangxia City, so I don't have to hide my identity from me. ”

"That...... Give me your doctor's phone number, and I'll call him for you. Gu Ran said.

"Alas......" Xi Yue shook his head helplessly, and then said: "Gu Ran, male, twenty-one years old, no genetic history in the family, inherent property is a house and a shop, the account deposit is 50,000 yuan, and there is a continuous increase every month, two years ago I started to use Yue Bao, and the number of continuous growth has increased from 25 yuan per month to 36 yuan per month. ”

"Enough...... Enough!" Gu Ran directly touched his antique-grade Nokia 6730c on the counter and prepared to call the police.

Smack!

A leather file bag slapped on his phone, along with his hand holding it.

Xi Yue pulled the string of the file bag, took out a stack of thick printing paper from it, and handed it to Gu Ran: "It seems that the top didn't tell you...... It's really troublesome, you better see for yourself. ”

Gu Ran took the printer paper suspiciously and flipped through it hastily. The first thing he saw was his personal identification information, which was more detailed than the man had just said, and even his date of birth was listed, but if he hadn't seen this file, he would probably have forgotten that today was his birthday.

The latter ones seemed to be a contract, and the content was written in a script similar to Latin, which he couldn't read anyway. Gu Ran flipped directly to the last one, and the last column was the signature area.

"This, what is it?" Gu Ran said expressionlessly, pointing to the stack of things.

"It's still to blame the original founder of the organization for insisting on using the magic language, and in the end, it's the grassroots organization like me that suffers. But you have to thank those predecessors in the modern era, otherwise I would have handed over to you now a parchment. Xi Yue sighed and said, "What you are holding in your hand is a contract for demon slayers, so hurry up and sign a contract with me to become an exorcist boy!"

"I'm sorry I chose to refuse. Gu Ran was still expressionless, he put the printer paper on the counter, and then went to get his antique machine: "And I chose to call the police." ”

"Tsk......" Xi Yue scratched his messy hair, stuffed the printer paper back into the file bag, and said: "I know that it is a little difficult for a person who is used to living an ordinary life to accept this, but it's okay, you still have a month, I'll leave first today, and call me if there's something." ”

With that, he turned away, leaving his business card behind—not the one from the Marriage Institute, of course.

Looking at his departing figure, Gu Ran let out a long breath. He has already seen the routine of this product, which is to use messy reasons to deceive people into pyramid schemes. What demon killer, what exorcism and the like are secondary two words, they are catering to the middle two teenagers of his age.

It's a pity that as a communist and proletarian successor, he didn't believe in this thing 800 years ago, as he believed in great atheism since he was a child, and once he signed this contract, he didn't know what the pitfalls would be.

At this time, it was already the end of the day, and in the middle of the night, there would not even be a ghost in the remote realm, and naturally no one would patronize his small shop at night.

It just so happens that today is also his birthday, and although he doesn't have much money, he can't have a shabby life. So he simply closed his business, took out a small change from the cupboard, put it in his pocket, looked at the business card on the table, pondered for a while, and still crumpled it into a ball and stuffed it into his pocket.

The roller shutter was pulled down, and the day's work was over. With the Swiss rolls he had taken on the shelves for dinner in his mouth, he walked leisurely along the road with his slippers. About six or seven minutes away from his small shop was a small Internet café, and business was as bleak as his grocery store. When Gu Ran has a little spare money, he usually goes to patronize the business there.

Walking into the store, a bald uncle with a Mediterranean hairstyle on his head was watching a bloody TV series at the bar, Gu Ran leaned over on the bar, took out all the bits and pieces in his pocket that jingled all the way, and leaked in front of the bald uncle along his fingers.

"Boss, open a machine, that's all the money, let's book the night tonight." Gu Ran leisurely contributed his day's income in this broken Internet café.

The bald uncle lowered his head slightly, his sharp gaze shot at Gu Ran along the gap in his reading glasses, and after a while, he pushed a few coins back with his fingers: "That's all, I know it's not easy for you, go to the tenth to get on the plane." ”

Then, he watched the soap opera seriously.

Gu Ran pinched the money, walked a few steps, put the money on the old rattan chair on the side, and whispered: "It's not easy for everyone." ”

There are only about 20 machines in this Internet café, the environment is poor and the machines are old, and the location is so remote, usually except for people like Gu Ran who live nearby and are really not very wealthy, no one will patronize here, and now he is the only one.

Walking to machine ten, he pulled up a chair and sat down, waiting leisurely. As a person whose monthly living standard only stays at the subsistence line, he probably won't do such a generous behavior as a night on weekdays, but since it's his birthday, he can play a game produced by Penguin to relax himself.

On April 1, it was as calm as ever......

Well, it's calm.

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(To be continued)

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