"And just that boss, how much did you give?"

"Up and down, great-grandfather, what you sell is not cost-effective at all!"

Xie Xiaozhuang struck his fists and palms, and the more he thought about it, the less worthy it became.

Boom!

The crisp brain collapsed, Xie Xiaozhuang covered his head and squeezed out a smile: "Hehe, just kidding!" What is it? Reluctant! Dear ancestors, don't sell your daughter! ”

A joke is a joke, but Xie Heng still understands Xie Xiaozhuang's thoughts.

The broken urns on the floor need to be dealt with.

Xie Xiaozhuang picked up the fragments on the ground, put them back to their original positions one by one.

Then put the wooden boards, paper shells and other miscellaneous items back on, so that on the surface, it was completely restored to its original state.

As long as you don't go to clean up the debris on it, you won't find it.

Anyway, her boss hasn't been able to sell this thing for several years, and she can't find it in a short time.

"I'm about to start school, and when he asks back, I'll say that the urn may have broken by itself, and I don't know anything."

Xie Xiaozhuang had already thought of the wording.

Xie Heng's chest was still aching, so he took advantage of Xie Xiaozhuang's time to clean up over there and walked to the side, and lifted his collar for inspection.

I remembered the battle with the urn ghost boy just now.

"It doesn't make sense."

Xie Heng shook his head and muttered.

He was sure that the urn ghost boy definitely didn't attack his chest, and his hands and neck were strangled a little, which was nothing at all.

There is no reason for this pain.

Xie Heng lifted his clothes and looked at the painful position in his chest.

I saw a small scar on the left chest, and I don't know when it appeared.

Xie Heng was puzzled, and he really couldn't remember where this scar came from.

The urn ghost boy never touched his chest at all.

Xie Heng looked at it carefully, but fortunately, it was just a slender, twisted scar, about a few centimeters.

The tingling sensation slowly disappeared, Xie Heng observed for a long time, and did not feel any discomfort in his body, so he simply covered his clothes and stopped caring about it.

Maybe after a few days, the scar will fade on its own.

"Great-grandpa, I've got it done, let's go."

"The boss just ran home and said I had nothing to do to go first."

"Let's go buy some food, breakfast is too easy in the morning, I have to show you a hand in the evening!"

Xie Xiaozhuang finished and ran to Xie Heng.

"Okay, it's really tasteless in the morning."

Xie Heng said yes.

He doesn't have many other hobbies, and eating this bite counts as a class.

"Hey, hey, let's go!"

……

After closing the door of the photo studio, Xie Heng and Xie Xiaozhuang walked into the ghost market street again, and they had to go back and ride the little electric donkey first.

It's still this familiar road, but this time Xie Xiaozhuang's pace is obviously faster, and she really doesn't want to stay longer.

But this made Xie Heng's pace slow down.

His gaze swept left and right over the stalls, his pace slowing down and slowing down, and finally stopped at one place.

"Wait, don't rush to go."

Xie Heng shouted.

"What's wrong? Have you forgotten something? ”

Xie Xiaozhuang stopped and asked.

Xie Heng confirmed it again, and his eyes carefully swept the entire street.

All the items on the stall have a layer of rustic air floating on them.

They weren't there when they came just now, that is, they only appeared after killing the urn ghost boy!

Through the intensity of the rustic atmosphere, Xie Heng was able to distinguish the newness of the object, so he called Xie Xiaozhuang.

"Didn't you just ask me if I could tell if these things were old or new?" Xie Heng smiled: "It should be able to do now." ”

Xie Xiaozhuang was clever and didn't suppress his voice: "What!?" Really fake! ”

This voice made the passers-by around him startled.

"Hey, this girl looks smart, why doesn't she look normal......"

"Talking to the air, what is this?"

"I can't keep it all together! Ignore it, just don't see it. ”

“……”

The old man and the old lady whispered, peeking at Xie Xiaozhuang and thinking that she was not normal, and the speed of her feet increased.

The stall owner on the side was not afraid, looking at Xie Xiaozhuang's clear and stupid little face, he greeted loudly: "Little girl, I have a lot of treasures in this stall!" ”

"It's all old things, look at how beautiful they are."

"I see that you are good-looking, which one you like, I will give it to you cheaply."

The stall owner has gained so many years of experience.

Among all the people at the moment, the money of college students is definitely the best to cheat, especially a face like Xie Xiaozhuang, who is not clever at a glance.

Xie Xiaozhuang glanced at Xie Heng, saw Xie Heng shaking his head, looked the stall up and down a few times, and added a strange sound of 'tsk' to his mouth.

"Huh? If you don't look at it, you don't watch it, what do you mean?! What kind of eyes are you looking at?! ”

With a look, the stall owner immediately became anxious.

"What do you mean, I forgot that last time it was you who pit me two hundred!!"

After Xie Xiaozhuang finished speaking, the stall owner blushed, and it seemed that it was indeed this girl.

Last time, I made a bracelet and earned her two hundred in tears.

Before he could refute, Xie Xiaozhuang saw that there were many people around, and he was puzzled, and he learned Xie Heng's words again, and said, "I look at the cloth below the stall is the oldest!" ”

Suddenly, a bunch of people around laughed.

Originally, a few young people who wanted to buy things in front of the stall also hurriedly moved their steps.

"What are you talking nonsense!" The stall owner hurriedly scolded: "Don't listen to her, her little girl definitely doesn't understand!" ”

Xie Xiaozhuang ignored him anymore, and the little short legs followed us Xie Heng, looking for a suitable stall all the way.

It's just that Xie Heng can intuitively see that nine times out of ten, these stalls are indeed some technology and ruthless work.

Some stalls are rustic, pure cyber style!

So it's no wonder that there are so many people who are cheated in places like ghost markets, and if you want to buy something worthwhile here, the probability is the same as buying a lottery ticket.

"It's okay here, come here."

After walking for a while, he was almost at the end of his journey, and Xie Heng finally stopped.

Xie Xiaozhuang followed Xie Heng's gaze, and saw that there was a small stall hidden in the alley at the end.

There was a table and coarse cloth, and although there were not many things, the rustic atmosphere floating above was the strongest.

"Little girl, let's see, if you like it, you have a favorite."

The stall owner is not very old, in his thirties, wearing a mask and a jacket in the summer.

Seeing Xie Xiaozhuang coming, he immediately got up to greet him.

He can be hidden here, and the passenger flow is far less than outside, so he naturally has to greet one well.

"Bring the rosary closer, let me have a look." Xie Heng stood behind Xie Xiaozhuang, glanced over, and the long string of prayer beads with the heaviest rustic atmosphere on the stall was stacked in the corner.

Xie Xiaozhuang followed the instructions and picked up the strange-looking rosary in the corner.

Each bead is roughly the same, but not quite the same, like some kind of yellowed stone of special material, and even a little diaphragmatic in the hand.

"Don't look at this string, you're a little girl who can't control it."

The stall owner laughed.

Xie Xiaozhuang was puzzled, so he could only ask Xie Heng for help.

In her opinion, isn't this just a string of strangely shaped prayer beads? Why do you need to be able to hold it down.

"This string of prayer beads is called a human bone rosary, and it is usually taken from the eyebrows and heart bones, and it is very rustic, which is true."

Xie Heng said.