Merchant of the Underworld

This is actually a mourning hall!

The dim candlelight sets off the sadness of the white elegiac couplet.

And Liu Rushi was already lying in a large red lacquered wood coffin.

She, who was so beautiful before, was now a cold corpse.

Her face was covered with wrinkles, her skin was dull, and she had two sickly dark circles under her eyes. She suddenly seemed to have aged twenty or thirty years. Especially those eyes, which seemed to be filled with blood, staring at me, which made me feel scared.

Although my fear has reached a peak, I still suppressed this fear and warned myself to stay calm, otherwise I might really have to explain it here.

"Are you...scared?" Liu Rushi finally spoke.

Her lips didn't move, her eyes didn't blink, and her hoarse voice came from deep in her throat, which made my hair stand on end for a while.

"Don't be afraid." I took a deep breath and said, "To grow old together, isn't it the promise I made to you back then? I have done it now, and I feel at ease. Why don't you take me with you? There will be someone to take care of you on the road to hell."

Her body trembled suddenly, and tears filled the corners of her eyes: "You...you really won't leave me?"

"No." I smiled and wiped away her tears: "I will still be with you in the next life."

She sighed quietly and cried harder.

And her appearance gradually returned to normal. She was still so beautiful and fascinating. The surrounding environment also changed from a mourning hall to a brothel again.

"Let's go." She said, "I'm not worth your nostalgia. It's enough if you have this heart."

Liu Rushi immediately sat up from the bed and looked out the window, his eyes filled with a touch of sadness.

"Actually, you are very good." I said, "Come with me! Leave this impersonal place and go to a place that truly belongs to you."

"Can I...?" she said, "Where can I go?"

"Give me your hand." I smiled and said, "Follow me. I will take you down the road from now on."

She looked at me excitedly, and finally nodded in my expectant eyes.

I grabbed her hand and kept following the instructions of the man in the T-shirt, walking towards the east.

And she followed me closely, holding my hand tightly, not daring to leave my eyes for a moment, for fear that I would disappear from her in the blink of an eye.

I don’t know how long I walked like this, but I suddenly heard the voice of the man in the T-shirt.

When I opened my eyes, I found that I was still lying in the cold quilt, feeling chilly all over my body, and my legs were so cold that I lost consciousness.

"That's it." The man in the T-shirt said standing nearby.

After hearing what the man in the T-shirt said, the old man immediately pulled me out of the golden quilt, took out a white porcelain bottle, dipped some water from it with a willow branch, and sprinkled it on my legs. Only then did I feel that my legs had recovered. Awareness.

After that, the old man sprinkled some more on the quilt and began to carefully fold the golden flower quilt.

I quickly asked the man in the T-shirt if the grievances of the golden flower quilt had been calmed down?

The man in the T-shirt nodded: "Yes, but you have to find the next owner for it as soon as possible. It is best to go to the Qinhuai River and sell it to a destined woman, so that everything will be safe..."

I nodded, squatted down, and held Jinhua Quilt in my arms.

I don't know if it was my imagination, but the quilt that had a rancid smell before now smelled of a refreshing woman's body fragrance, which was exactly the same as the fragrance I smelled in my dream just now.

Did Liu Ru really come? Perhaps she is the only one who knows this issue best.

The man in the T-shirt said he had important things to deal with and left.

Before leaving, he repeatedly told the old man to take good care of us.

The old man readily agreed.

After the man in the T-shirt left, I asked the old man how to get to the Qinhuai River? I don’t dare to get on the Nanjing expressway, because it would be terrible if someone from Longquan Villa discovers me.

The old man threw the small porcelain bottle in his hand to me and cursed: "A bunch of timid guys, why did the T-shirt guy make friends with you? Remember, before you get on the highway, open the bottle and everyone takes a sip, and then every twelve An hour later, take another sip."

"What is this?" Li Mazi held the small porcelain bottle curiously and shook it gently.

"Dilong urine." The old man said, "Do you want to drink it? If not, give it to me. I'm not willing to give such a precious thing."

"What the hell is an earth dragon?" Li Mazi asked depressedly.

"The guy in your hand." The old man said angrily.

Li Mazi lifted the mouse up and suddenly burst into laughter: "You are talking about this big mouse, right? Let us drink mouse urine, you can't think of it."

Seeing that the old man wanted to take the small porcelain vase back, I quickly asked Li Mazi to stop talking. This thing must be priceless.

Otherwise, the old man whose savings can buy ten counties would not feel so distressed.

After we said goodbye to the old man, we immediately left with the golden flower quilt.

I don’t know if it was the effect of Dilong urine, but I was in high spirits along the way. I didn’t feel sleepy even after driving for several hours, and I wasn’t stared at by sneaky people.

Because the control of the scenic spot is very strict, after we arrived in Nanjing, we could only take a bus to the Qinhuai River.

The story of the golden flower quilt has spread in the circle.

There is an endless stream of people who come to see the Golden Flower Quilt every day, most of them are antique dealers, but they are just looking for something new and have no desire to buy it, because they are men, and the Golden Flower Quilt will do them no harm but no good.

In the end, Jinhua was sold to a young model for a high price of two million.

That young model is graceful, scantily clad, and drives a Mercedes. Needless to say, she must be being kept by a rich man...

Because the golden flower quilt can make women more attractive, it is a powerful tool for mistresses to become regular women.

But after the deal was concluded, I couldn't be happy. I didn't know if I had helped Jinhua by selling her to this young model. Or hurt her?

Women, women, sometimes are complicated, sometimes they are also very simple.

They have exhausted all their traps and all they want is a man who will never leave her.

But the most heartless men in the world, these idiots, in the end just bet their youth in vain.

I couldn't help but think of a song.

How many people once admired your appearance when you were young, but who is willing to endure the ruthless changes of time?

How many people have come and gone in your life, but you are here in this life, and I will always be by your side.

Compared with this young model, Liu Rushi, who was sent away by me, was happy.