The years when I was an old man

The reason why Tomen is called Tomen is because of the goods they sell and the things they demonstrate.They are all hidden tricks.

So it is called Tormon.The nursery we usually refer to also comes from the word Tomen.

For example, in front of the booth, you see kitchen knives that cut iron like mud, and sprays that can remove all kinds of oil stains.

In their hands, the thing is magical.

When you buy a home, you realize that's not the case.

And these people are the people in Tuomen who are good at the art of spreading the land.

Just like the thing used by this stall owner is called Qingtuoer.

This was originally used to attract customers, so that customers can stop in front of their booths to facilitate their own sales.

It is harmless to the body and can be washed off with clean water.

But he made improvements, making it difficult for Qingtuo to get rid of.

In the end, they used this kind of thing to threaten and intimidate and seek people and money.

In addition to Qingtuo, there are also Heituo and Xuetuo.

To put it bluntly, it is actually just a chemical agent.

"Cutting off a person's fortune is tantamount to murdering someone for money. You don't do that for a businessman!"

The skinny stall owner stared at me and whispered threats in my ear.

I didn't want to talk too much with people like him, so I just said lightly:

"Just now your little Zhazi took away the small two thousand, and I will pay you another two hundred. Your harvest today is justified. If you talk nonsense, it may be your problem!"

The small eyes of the stall owner rolled and rolled under the street lamp.

Pick up a few bottles of potions and distribute them to everyone.And said to me at the same time:

"Yes, I admit it. But brother, I also advise you, always walk at night, be careful of bumping into ghosts!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly stretched out his hand.

A cigarette suddenly stood up in the palm that had nothing at all.

The most surprising thing is that the cigarette looks like it is alive.

In his palm, it was motionless, as if a person was jumping.

Everyone didn't know that this was still Tormen's little trick.

I just found it strange and didn't dare to ask more questions.

After clearing Qingtuo, Zhang Fan didn't bother to visit the ancient city anymore.

We wanted to find a car to go back to Rongcheng, but unfortunately we walked for a long time and didn't see a taxi.

I had no choice but to find a hotel, where I was going to rest tonight.

The hotel faces the street and is a small courtyard.

From the outside, it looks pretty good.

But when I walked into the room, I realized that the room was pitifully small.

Except for a bed and a washroom, there is not even a sofa or chair.

Seeing that it is already eleven o'clock, we can only deal with it for one night here.

I opened two rooms quite far apart, and when Zhang Fan was about to enter the room, he suddenly said softly to me:

"Mr. Chu, thank you for today's matter. But today is too late, and I am also a little tired. If you want to ask me a question, I will answer you after the mahjong competition is over!"

Looking at the somewhat tired Zhang Fan, I could only nod my head.

On the way back to my room, I looked at the small courtyard and thought to myself.

I thought it would be quite pleasant to live in such an ancient room.

But the waning moon shone on this slightly vicissitudes of life in the courtyard and the gloomy environment.

It gave people a kind of indescribable desolation and strangeness.

Fortunately, I don't believe in ghosts, and I don't care.

After washing, it was already midnight.

Lying on the bed, I felt as if I was just about to fall asleep.

Suddenly, the cell phone next to the pillow rang "ringing".

This sudden sound startled me.

Picking it up, it turned out to be Zhang Fan calling.

As soon as the phone was connected, Zhang Fan's voice trembled on the other side.

"On the sixth day, someone knocked on the door!"

Shocked, I sat up.

"Who?"

"I don't know! I asked and no one responded. When I walked to the door, the knocking sound disappeared. As soon as I came back to lie down, the knocking sound came again..."

When Zhang Fan spoke, he was already crying.

I understand her very well. Although she is erudite, she knows a thousand things well.

But after all, she is a girl who has just entered the rivers and lakes. Facing the terrifying sound of knocking on the door in the middle of the night, anyone would be terrified.

"Don't be afraid, wait for me. Don't hang up the phone, I'll be right there!"

I got up immediately, got dressed, and went straight out.

It was already midnight, and the half moon was covered by dark clouds again.

This made the whole yard even more weird and terrifying.

There was no one in front of Zhang Fan's door.

When I got there, I looked around with the light of my phone.

There seemed to be something wet on the brown wooden door.

I touched it lightly with my hands, and then smelled it lightly, and I had the answer in my heart.

"Zhang Fan, open the door, it's me!"

I said something to the phone, and the door opened soon.

The moment he saw me, Zhang Fan showed a hint of comfort on his pale face.

But when she saw my hand, she was surprised again and asked:

"What happened to your hand?"

My hands were covered in bright red blood.

"It's okay, eel's blood, I'll wash it!"

After washing my hands, I went back to the room again.

I looked around first, then whispered:

"Zhang Fan, with me here, you don't have to be afraid of anything. The knock on the door you heard just now was just the sound of bats hitting the door!"

bat?

Zhang Fan looked at me in surprise and confusion.

Even if there are no ghosts and gods, the bat alone is enough to make a woman look pale.