Merchant of the Underworld

The person who died this time was basically the same as the rich second generation last time.

His body was curled up in the golden quilt like a shrimp, his face was covered with a layer of white frost, and there was a weird smile on the corner of his mouth. He was obviously frozen to death.

Damn it, I knew there was something wrong with this quilt!

It is definitely not a coincidence that the two deceased were wrapped in quilts before they died. I can imagine that they must have encountered some particularly bizarre things before they died, so they were frozen to death in a mass grave.

The police once again surrounded the scene, investigating and collecting evidence, forensic autopsy, and the same old procedures. Finally, the body was taken away by the family, and the place became peaceful again.

After everyone was gone, I decided to study the quilt. Li Mazi didn't stop me this time, because he felt that this quilt must be a feminine object, and maybe it was worth Old Nose's money, so we got a big bargain along the way.

I couldn't help but laugh, thinking that Li Mazi was really brave. Even if this quilt was really a vagina, I wouldn't dare to accept it! Even if it is accepted, no buyer can be found.

Who would pay a high price for a quilt that can kill people?

When I got close to the quilt, I could clearly feel that the surrounding temperature was slowly dropping. I became more and more suspicious that this quilt was the culprit that caused the rich second generation to freeze to death...

The moment my fingers touched the quilt, the quilt gave me the feeling of ice cubes.

Yes, it’s the kind of hard ice cubes that freeze in the coldest months of winter! Although the quilt was soft, it was surprisingly cold and almost froze my fingers.

I will never forget this weird feeling.

I immediately retracted my hand and told Li Mazi that this quilt was probably a sinister object, and it was also a very dangerous object. We had better not touch it and leave quickly.

Unexpectedly, Li Mazi refused this time and insisted on taking the quilt away. He asked me to go back and kill the negative energy in the quilt, and then find a buyer to sell the quilt.

I cursed that it was a piece of shit, who the hell would want to buy a quilt that a dead person slept on?

Li Mazi pursed his lips and said, "You don't understand the world of rich people." What if someone is really willing to acquire it? This is a business opportunity, and there are business opportunities everywhere in life.

I was convinced by Li Mazi and said that I haven't found out the origin of this golden quilt yet. If I want to solve it, I must understand its origin. It's not too late to go back to the hotel to think of a countermeasure, and then come back to get the quilt.

Li Mazi then agreed and reluctantly left with me.

On the way, I realized why Li Mazi loved this quilt?

It turns out that Li Mazi came to Xishuangbanna with the intention of collecting some antiques.

As a result, although the problem of the roadblock was settled in Yin Xinyue's hometown, he didn't make a dime. Li Mazi was naturally unwilling to give in, so after seeing this quilt, he became hungry and hungry.

Although Li Mazi did earn a lot of money from working with me, most of it was used to treat his son's leukemia, and now his life is a bit tense.

Opportunities like this don't come across often, so Li Mazi cherishes them very much.

Although I didn't want to collect this quilt, I still couldn't help it and wanted to investigate the origin of this thing. Why does it freeze to death? And why does it appear in this mass grave?

Perhaps this is the occupational disease of femininity merchants. When they see something related to femininity, their index fingers will move.

Just like a person who likes playing with cars, every time they see a new car being launched, they want to buy one immediately.

After my careful research, I basically understood what the problem with that quilt was...

The owner of the quilt must have been frozen to death during his lifetime. The quilt accumulated endless grievances from the owner, so it did not keep heat, but only kept cold.

The two deceased persons were all wealthy second-generation people with status and status, which shows that the owner of the quilt must have been very hostile to the powerful during his lifetime! As for why I hate the powerful, I don’t know. Maybe the owner of the quilt was exploited or framed by the powerful during his lifetime.

Didn't the great poet Du Fu write a quatrain? While the rich wine and meat smell, the road with frozen bone.

In addition, the most important point is, why do those rich second generations sneak to rob tombs in the middle of the night, thereby provoking quilts? There must be something fishy here.

If we could figure out why the two dead people appeared in the mass graves, many problems would be solved.

Li Mazi looked at me for a long time and asked me if I had thought of anything.

I sighed and spoke my thoughts. Li Mazi immediately gave me a thumbs up and asked: "Now that you have guessed the origin of the quilt, have you thought of a way to deal with the quilt?"

I shook my head and said that I still didn't understand many problems. Only by understanding everything can we prescribe the right medicine.

Li Mazi quickly said that this is not easy to deal with? Can't we just go to the door and ask?

I rolled my eyes at Li Mazi and said, "You don't care about your life for making money. The rich second generation died in disgrace. It's good that you came to expose the scars and didn't get beaten out with sticks."

Li Mazi scratched his scalp in embarrassment: "I just said it casually, don't take it seriously."

But instead of looking for them, they looked for us...

I went out to eat a bowl of beef ramen that day, and I almost vomited when I came back. After all, the only food available in this county is beef ramen, and I have been eating it for a week.

I was even thinking that if it really didn’t work out, I would ask the common people to buy a chicken to satisfy my craving.

I just made up my mind to ask the hotel owner which one sells chicken, but the hotel owner told me that someone had left a phone number and asked me to call him when I saw it.

I was terrified at the time, and my first reaction was that those enemies were finally coming to my door, so I had to pack my bags and run away!

As for making phone calls, it's even more impossible. Isn't this asking for death?

But what the hotel owner said next made me stop thinking about running away.

The hotel owner told me that the man left a message, telling me that I had better do as he said, otherwise he would leak my whereabouts.

Hearing what the boss said, I breathed a sigh of relief.

Because from this sentence, I judge that the other party is not an enemy.

I became a lot bolder, so I simply dialed the number.

The person who answered the phone was an old man with a strong and confident voice. My first impression of him was that this man must have been a ruthless person when he was young.

The other party didn't reveal much to me on the phone, he just asked me to visit his home. His home is not far from the county seat, just in a nearby village.

I nervously asked him how he knew my location?

But the old man just kept sneering, saying that there was no one in the circle that he could not clearly investigate.

I was shocked, because when he said this, he was clearly implying to me that he was also a dealer in negative things.

My mind was wide open, and I suddenly thought a lot. I felt that the old man's sudden visit to me was probably related to the gold quilt!

But whether the other party is an enemy or a friend, I still don’t know yet. With the idea of ​​'don't put all eggs in the same basket', I decided to go there alone, while Li Mazi and Yin Xinyue found a place to hide.

Li Mazi quite agrees with my idea, after all, he has always been afraid of death. However, Yin Xinyue was not happy and insisted on going with me, saying that if something went wrong, we could take care of each other.

I hesitated for a moment, knowing that it was useless to talk nonsense, so I had to agree and let Yin Xinyue follow me.

I drove Li Mazi's car there. After walking less than ten kilometers, I arrived at the village the old man mentioned.

This is an extremely dilapidated village. How dilapidated is it? Garbage dumps are everywhere, and there are even mud houses from the 1970s. The air is full of the smell of chicken and duck excrement.

The place where the old man lived was even more miserable. There was a lot of rubbish piled at the door of the house, flies were flying everywhere, and he hadn't been out for an unknown amount of time.

Yin Xinyue said with disgust: "Isn't this old man the legendary otaku?"

I was speechless and said that I had never seen such an old homebody before.

I went up and knocked on the door, and a rickety old man wearing a military coat quickly opened the door. He looked at me, then at Yin Xinyue, and said that men can come in, but women can’t.

I had to let Yin Xinyue wait outside. In the dim light, I took a rough look at the old man's room.

I found that the room was in a mess, there were many paper balls on the floor, and a few shabby old books were lying quietly on a desk. It seemed to be the only wooden furniture in the room, and the rest were made of stone.

On the wall, there are many bottles and cans hanging on ropes, which look like antiques. Even if you are walking in the room, if you are not careful, you may be hit on the head by the hanging bottles and cans.

There was no place to sit in the dirty room. But the old man didn't feel the slightest bit embarrassed about the mess at home. Instead, he took off his shoes carelessly, sat on the bed and looked at me.

I don’t know how long it has been since the old man washed his feet. The sour feeling... really made me feel dizzy.

"Young man, what do you think of my residence?" the old man asked with a smile.

I frowned: "Personality."

This is the only compliment I can think of.

The old man smiled: "Sooner or later, your boy will have the same personality as me."

I frowned: "Not necessarily, old sir."

"Hmph! It seems that you don't know much about this circle." The old man said in a sinister tone: "No one who is a merchant of yin and yang will have a good end. Even your grandfather and father died miserably in the end. Can’t even find the bones?”

I was shocked and looked at the old man with incredible eyes: "You know my grandfather!"