Merchant of the Underworld

After Li Mazi and I sent out the purchase information, we checked the information on the computer.

After doing some research, I discovered that it was me who was ignorant!

Although two-headed snakes are extremely rare, they are not some kind of spiritual alien species as described in the records, but are twin snakes born from one egg, just like conjoined twins. In places where chemicals are spread severely or where nuclear radiation is excessive, there is a high probability of it happening.

"Hey, Brother Zhang, why don't we go to Fukushima?" Li Mazi said suddenly when he tilted his head and saw my screen.

"Fukushima?"

"Yes, nuclear radiation is serious in that place." Li Mazi had a bad idea.

"Forget it! If the two-headed snake is not found by then, I will get you involved again." I directly rejected the proposal.

What I am worried about is not the nuclear radiation, but that Chuyi and I have just returned from Japan. Although the top backbone of the Amaterasu Society have been wiped out, the overall structure has not been broken up. If they are discovered, it will be dangerous. Especially if I take Li Mazi with me again, there is a good chance that I will never come back!

I checked the information about old salt again, and it was said that there are more of them in Qinghai area. However, with the rapid development of modern society, it is extremely difficult to find century-old salt like that.

After browsing for a while, there was a snoring sound next to me. When I turned around, I saw Li Mazi asleep leaning on the sofa, with a movie playing on the screen.

Li Mazi was indeed exhausted from this trip to Shanxi. It was almost 4 o'clock in the morning when he went to bed last night. Before he could make up for his lack of sleep, I hurriedly woke him up again.

I got up and went to the toilet, ready to go back and ask Li Mazi to sleep in the hotel.

But before I could fasten my pants, the phone rang.

I picked it up and saw that it was Liu Laoliu.

"Jiulin, I saw the message you sent." As soon as the call was connected, Liu Laoliu's slightly hoarse voice came from the other end.

"What, Mr. Liu, do you have any clues?"

"I don't know about the century-old salt and the two-headed snake, but I do know the old lady with bound feet who was born in the Yin hour and the Yin moon you are looking for! When I was wandering on the high seas, a brother risked his life to block a bullet for me. . I have been taking care of his family, and his mother has her feet bound. I celebrate her birthday every year, so I also know the time. It is the yin time and the yin moon, and the old man's house is still built. He is 102 years old this year, and he is still there. Good health, just..."

"Just what?" When I heard Liu Laoliu's tone, I couldn't help but ask urgently.

"It's just that the old lady has always loved to be clean. She will never go without washing her feet for a hundred days. Even if you can afford to wait, you may not be able to convince her."

It turned out to be the reason, and I immediately felt relieved: "It's okay. As long as we find the person, everything else will be easy. I'll let Li Mazi go there right away."

"Li Mazi? Is that the pockmarked one who helped you organize the wedding banquet?" It seemed that Liu Laoliu had a deep impression of Li Mazi.

"Yes, that's him. I still have something to do here and I can't get away for the time being. Just let him go."

"Okay, let him call me when he gets to Chengdu." Liu Laoliu didn't chat much and hung up before I could say anything to thank him.

The golden lotus stain is gone!

I hurriedly tied my pants and returned to the private room. Li Mazi was still fast asleep, his head tilted on the armrest, the headset fell to the ground, and the sound of the movie spread out, extremely loud. Fortunately he could still sleep.

I woke up Li Mazi, told him about the incident, and asked him to pack his bags and rush to Chengdu immediately.

At first, Li Mazi was a little reluctant to petition and insisted on waiting for other news with me. He said that since he had found the person, he was not in a hurry, and finally rushed over to get it.

I resisted and said: "The dirt should be more than a hundred days old. You should go there in advance and think of a way. Whether you're coaxing or lying, try to let the old lady extend the days and wash your feet later, even if you can't get the hundred days. Yes, it would be better if it takes more than twenty days. This matter must be planned in advance, and there must be someone to do it. It will be useless no matter how many people go."

"Besides, you are better at making people happy than I am. You go and get this one done first, and I'll wait for other news."

When Li Mazi saw my firm attitude, he stood up and left without saying anything.

As soon as I saw Li Mazi go out, a stone in my heart fell to the ground.

When the disciple of Death No. 22 comes to my door, Li Mazi is not around, so I can completely let go and kill without any scruples!

After sitting in the Internet cafe for a while, it was almost dinner time. I paid and went out, found a ramen restaurant and walked in.

The noodle shop is not big, but there are a lot of people there. Perhaps because it is close to an Internet cafe and a school, most of them are young people in their late teens. Almost no one spoke, no matter the noodle eaters or those waiting like me, they all looked down at their phones.

After a long time, the Hui guy wearing a white hat brought the noodles to the table.

I picked up my chopsticks and was about to eat when the phone rang again.

I picked it up and saw that it was Mr. Wu.

I pressed the answer button, but before I could speak, there was a violent coughing sound over there.

"Mr. Wu, what's wrong with you?" I asked worriedly.

Mr. Wu's health has never been good. Before Miss Caiyun's wedding banquet ended a few days ago, he couldn't sit still. He left the venue early with the help of his grandson, but he didn't cough so badly at that time. .

The day before yesterday, when I was in a small hotel and he called me to tell me the origin of the Soul-Gathering Relic, it was no different from usual!

But it's only been two days, why has it become so serious?

"Jiulin..." He coughed for a while, and then finally took a breath: "I want to ask you something. Can you come to Xi'an as soon as possible... ahem, as soon as possible?"

Mr. Wu has helped me a lot. Zhao Zilong's Yin Spirit Armor, Qixi Festival Letter, Joy Pillow, and other ghost business were all clues he provided me.

Even his grandson Xiao Wu, who just started, helped me a lot.

Now that he is asking me to do something, how can I have any reason to refuse?

"Mr. Wu, what are you talking about? Is there anything you can't do? What's wrong with you?"

"You, cough... we'll talk about it when you get here. But hurry up, I might... cough, cough, cough... I only have enough to live for these two days." Mr. Wu's breath was extremely weak, as if It was a bit powerless to say these two words, and I kept coughing.

"Okay! Don't worry, just hang up now. I'll be there right away." After saying that, I put down the phone, took out the money, threw it on the table, and ran out in a hurry.

The situation of Mr. Wu is really not good. If I delay any longer, I may not be able to see him again.

They have helped me so much, but if I rush there and they are gone, I will feel guilty for the rest of my life!

It seems that the tunnel matter can only be put aside for the time being. Anyway, there are no definite clues now.

I hurried back to the hotel, packed my bags, took a taxi and went straight to the bus station.

As Boss Guo said, the transportation in this small county is very inconvenient. Not to mention high-speed rail, there is not even a train station. The farthest so-called long-distance bus station is to several surrounding cities, including the provincial capital Taiyuan. There are no shifts.

I checked the map and found that the nearest high-speed rail station is Datong.

I hurriedly got on the bus, but the bus didn't leave, saying it was the last bus and I had to wait until it was full.

I said directly: "Let's go. I'll make up for the missing tickets. Don't stop on the way. Drive as fast as you want! I'll give you another thousand when we get there."

The driver and the few passengers were all stunned, staring at me as if I was crazy.

I walked over quickly, scanned the QR code next to the driver, and transferred five thousand yuan: "Is it enough?"

The driver grabbed the phone and took a look at it, and said repeatedly: "Enough, enough! You are really rich and willful." Then he quickly released the clutch, stepped on the accelerator and drove out quickly, as if he was afraid that I would regret it.