Merchant of the Underworld

At ten o'clock at noon, the old man forced the leading camel to stop, hid behind a large sand dune and distributed some fodder and drinking water to the camels. Then he took out Xinjiang's specialty big stone naan and handed it to me: "Gobi, just In this way, it will be too hot at noon and I will not be able to walk. Eat enough and drink well and have a good sleep so that you can walk better at night!"

Although it seems that apart from money, this old man is not bad at all, and he is not likely to poison food, but I have to be wary of the disciples of the God of Death.

Although these guys are all killers, they always keep their word and are very principled. Since they have given me a death notice and said they will kill me on this day, then this must be the day!

However, I had to be on guard against what they had done in advance, such as putting something in the food and drinking water, which would make my limbs weak and unable to exert any strength. By then, I would be like a piece of cake on the chopping board. Let him slaughter your fat flesh!

So, instead of accepting the naan and water bag handed over by the old man, I ran to the camel, grabbed the bean cake and bran and ate it.

The old man gave me a strange look and said, "It's true, it's not that one family doesn't come into the same house, it's the same for both couples."

"What?" I was lying on the skin bag and fighting for water with the camel. When I heard what he said, I couldn't help but raise my head and asked, "You mean she also eats camel fodder."

"Yes, both are the same." The old man said and took another bite of the dried bag.

I wiped the chaff from my mouth, walked up to him and asked, "Didn't you say you didn't know where to go? Since we didn't walk together, why did you see her eating grass?"

"When she found me, I was feeding the camels, and she grabbed a handful to taste..." The old man stopped mid-sentence and looked at my watch.

I took off my watch, waved it in front of him and said, "Is this watch worth three questions?"

"Okay!" The old man's eyes immediately lit up and he nodded vigorously.

"What is she carrying?"

"Carrying a big bag, bulging and long!" The old man held the naan in his mouth and gestured with his hands.

"How did she come? How did she leave?"

"He was riding a motorcycle. He gave it to my son. I bought three camels from Abti. One is here, one she rides on, and there is also a smaller one following!"

It turned out to be like this. No wonder the leading camel chased after it as if it was life-threatening. It turned out that the little camel was taken away. It seems that the position of the little camel is the final destination!

"When did she come? And when did she leave?"

The old man grabbed the watch and said, "Three days ago, she asked me to wait for you here today."

Three days ago, as early as three days ago, this guy had already made a comprehensive plan?

But, what the hell did he do to lead me here so mysteriously?

And what’s even more strange is, why is the zip code left on the envelope exactly the same as the password Gao Shenghan told me?

What does this mean?

Could it be that...Gao Shenghan is also one of the twelve disciples.

As soon as this idea came up, I was shocked!

If he was really a disciple of the God of Death, let alone his skills, no one would ever find out just by using his special identity as a cover.

yes!

No wonder the top detectives in so many countries are helpless against the disciples of the God of Death. They have committed so many big cases one after another but their true identities have never been discovered! .

There is no need for each of these people to occupy an important position in a stakeholder department like Gao Shenghan. As long as he is alone, no one can find out.

Why did a case that happened in a small county in Shanxi immediately attract him?

Even if the police see through their fake scene, even if foreigners, arms and drugs are involved, the most they can do is report it to the Provincial Public Security Department. Why would the Ministry of Public Security be alerted? And he even sent someone with such a high police rank to investigate?

Since he found the traces I left in the Xujia Mutton Soup Shop, he also deduced that I must be related to this incident, and he also specifically asked me what method I like to use to kill people. What does this mean?

He mentioned Han Laoliu in front of me. What does this mean?

Pretending to be a taxi driver, he specially sent me a very precious special license.

If he is really a disciple of Death and leads me all the way to the Gobi Desert to kill me, no one from top to bottom will doubt him.

When I think of this, I can't help but break out in cold sweat!

At this time, the old man had eaten and drank enough. He hugged his chest with his watch and banknotes in his arms and leaned on the camel and fell asleep.

But I was tossing and turning a little bit. Is Gao Shenghan related to the Twelve Apostles? Was all this his fault?

After escaping the sweltering heat at noon, the old man who was extremely greedy for money shouted at the camel and continued on the road.

This old man was a man who couldn't bear loneliness. He was either singing Uyghur folk songs loudly or chatting with me casually. However, he just didn't talk about business. Once I turned around and wanted to ask for more information, he spread his hands and said, "You have no money."

Originally, I thought about walking quickly, maybe I could catch up with him before he reached his destination.

But the old man said nothing, saying that his own camels were too old and they would die of exhaustion if they continued chasing them like this.

I asked him to ride the camel alone to chase him, and then pay him ten times the price later.

He still shook his head and spread out his hands and said, "You have no money!"

For several moments, I really wanted to use force to restrain this old guy, or use a spell to control his consciousness.

But the two things that happened next made me look at this old man with admiration.

The next night, we met a group of hungry wolves, about seven or eight of them, all of them howling with green eyes. The camels screamed in fright, and their legs and feet were a little weak. It would be disastrous if the wolves rushed up.

The old man took out a small ax from his backpack and jumped down to let me go first.

Ten minutes later, the howls of the wolves disappeared without a trace in the dark night.

Then, the old man trotted after him with a few wolf skins on his shoulders. He wiped his sweat and said with a smile: "Not bad, I can change it to a camel!"

Within ten minutes, Dou killed seven or eight hungry wolves, skinned them with quick hands and feet, and was able to quickly catch up with the camel team that was continuing to move forward!

Regardless of strength, speed, or combat skills, this is at the level of an extremely expert.

Even if I were to complete it, it would not be easy!

It seems that even if I want to use violence, I may not be able to gain any advantage.

Another thing happened when we were passing through a small oasis. There were several shriveled corpses lying under the few Salix trees. There were also several new corpses with their heads cut off floating in the small pond. The entire pond was dyed red. Even far away, you can feel an extremely strong Yin Qi. Even the camel seems to have sensed something and would rather die than get closer.

But the old man shouted: "I'm getting rich, I'm getting rich!" and ran over with a smile.

Suddenly, a lot of bloody watches, necklaces, wallets and other things were found from the corpses, and they were overjoyed and put them in their pockets.

Just as he was running towards the pond, the ghosts surrounding him were so frightened that they fled in all directions! He didn't even care about the scorching sun outside, as if this guy was much more sinister than the sun that ghosts were most afraid of.

With such strong and abundant yang energy, even if I use the spell, it will have no effect at all!

In other words, if I didn't have the intention to kill, there would be nothing I could do about this old man.

"Old man, you are quite fierce! What did you do when you were young?" I asked curiously.

"The camel driver team! We've seen a lot of bandits and evil spirits." The old man said very disapprovingly.

"Then what do you want to do after you have saved so much money?"

"If your son gets a wife, hurry up and have a baby and follow the camel team with me." He spread his hands and said matter-of-factly.

For three days in a row, I marched on the vast Gobi Desert with this strange yet tough old man.

Today is July 22 of the lunar calendar, the last day of the death notice!