The woman smiled and immediately regained her composure: "Sir, I also want to promise you, but it's a pity that you have dedicated your body to me, and now your soul and body are incomplete, why should you make a deal with me?" ”

This seemingly bland tone is full of murderous intent.

"I'm giving you a face, am I!?"

Ma Mingxiang grabbed the woman's throat, and the soft Adam's apple was elastic, giving people a very unreal experience.

"I ......"

Before he could say anything, he fell abruptly.

The woman stomped on his face and gasped: "Hey, I don't know how to pity the fragrance at all, what a rude man." ”

Wu Dan looked at the bowl of fried rice on the table with palpitations, and after being afraid for a while, she began to be a little jealous of the woman in front of her.

"Little girl, are you still refusing to give the post-it notes back?"

She stomped a few times on Ma Mingxiang's face, "Don't you care about this gentleman's life or death at all?" ”

Wu Dan looked at the man who fell to the ground and gritted his teeth: "It's best for you to kill him!" ”

She looked at Wu Thant meaningfully, and a playful smile flashed on her face, like a charming thousand-year-old vixen.

The current situation surprised Wu Dan, and after weighing the pros and cons, she took out all the post-it notes from the toolbox and put them on the table: "Auntie, why don't we make a deal too." ”

"What a funny little girl, you didn't eat fried rice, but you have this qualification."

U Thant had no interest in continuing to talk nonsense with the women, she sat upright, stared at the women intently, and said solemnly: "I will return all these post-it notes to your museum, and besides that, I am willing to write a story about my soul." ”

"Correspondingly, you let me go, I want to live the last week of my life."

The woman put the post-it notes on the table back on the wall one by one and smiled even brighter: "Little girl, you are very good at business." ”

"So, what if I don't say yes?" She finished the post-it note, clapped her hands, and the conversation changed.

"I don't know where you came from, and it might be easy for you to kill me."

"But I promise you'll regret it, because you've missed an interesting soul story, and without my story, the soul restaurant will become dull and the customers will be disappointed with it......"

The woman frowned slightly, bit her lip slightly, and took out a pen in the shape of a finger and a blank post-it note: "Write a story, if your story is compelling enough, I may consider granting your request." ”

Wu Dan took the pen and post-it note, and his heart was suddenly stunned.

The blank post-it notes exude a cold evil aura, while the finger-shaped pen simply exudes a cold murderous aura, and there is no impurity other than that.

She threw away all distractions, held the pen tightly in her hand, and wrote down her general experience in Tuwen Village on a post-it note, word by word.

After writing, U Thant took a deep breath and handed the post-it note to the woman.

The women focused on the little post-it note and enjoyed it as if they were looking at a wonderful work of art.

"Wow, that's an interesting story, little girl, I've found your soul in your story!"

She pasted U Thant's "story" on the top of the wall, and after a burst of admiration, she gradually regained her composure: "Little girl, you have added a rare work of art to the museum......

"Auntie, as for me, I have a natural guard against strangers, in order to ensure that our transaction can be carried out normally, so the story I just wrote is incomplete, and the wonderful story is often in the last moment."

"Can you let me go now?"

"You're the most powerful kid I've ever met...... the woman never thought that the little girl in front of her would have such a heavy scheming.

She opened the roller shutter door, stood beside it, stretched out a hand, and tilted her upper body slightly: "Thank you for patronizing the Soul Restaurant." ”

Wu Dan quickly took out the large stack of "Grandpa Mao" from Ma Mingxiang's trouser pocket, picked up the toolbox and hurriedly left the restaurant.

"You'll definitely be back......" The woman looked at Wu Thant's back as he drifted away, and her face finally revealed a hideousness that she had never seen before.

The sun is waning, the twilight is coming, but the streets are still full of people.

Wu Dan ran to the vicinity of the business hall, found a van without a license plate, opened the door, and woke up the dozing driver: "Master, you can make a price and send me back to Yanghuai Village." ”

The driver was a bald uncle with a stubble all over his pointed chin, he was wearing a long-outdated tunic, sleepy-eyed, and yawned, "400 yuan to send you home." ”

"Master, you're a bit of a pitfall, don't you usually run 230 yuan?"

"I will open you for 300 yuan at most, love to pull or not!"

"Okay, let's go." The driver hummed a little song in his mouth, with a sly smile on his face, plugged in the key, and stepped on the clutch to give a stream of oil.

U Thant fastened his seatbelt and looked thoughtfully at the road ahead.

"Yanghuai Village is a good place, but I'm not good, they don't treat me and want to kill me everywhere."

"Very good......"

"When the truth of all this is known, I will leave this sad place."

She was already a little tired, slowly closed her eyes, and began to recuperate.

The driver quieted down, turned on his lights, and sped up the car.

……

It was already dark, and the driver drove cautiously with the faint headlights, and the dense trees on the side of the highway flashed like human figures, and an old man on crutches was staggering forward with a dry cigarette in his mouth.

"Branch~"

The driver stopped the car, opened the window, poked his head out and shouted at the old man: "Uncle, do you want to take the car?" ”

He was a little overjoyed to see the van, and he walked to the window: "Young man, how much does it cost to go to Cloud Village?" ”

"Oh, I'm going to Yanghuai Village, just passing by there, it's not easy to see you old, so I'll charge you 200."

He took out a large stack of change wrapped in a scarf from his pocket, and counted it carefully, but it was only 50 yuan, "Young man, I only have 50 yuan, I better keep walking." ”

"Don't uncle, 50 is 50, you get in the car quickly."

He got into the van and closed the door.

Wu Dan was awakened by the sound of the car door and rubbed his eyes: "Master, what's the matter?" ”

"Another deal of business." The driver gave a puff of gas, held the steering wheel, stepped on the clutch, and continued on his way.

U Thant glanced at the back seat, where an old man was smoking a dry cigarette.

The smell made her feel extremely uncomfortable, and unlike the usual smell of dry tobacco, the dry tobacco he smoked emitted an indescribable stench.

It's like, the corpse stinks......