The years when I was an old man

"Yes, it's the bat. It must be the ghost of that guy from Tomen just now. He smeared eel blood on your door, and the bats within a few miles smelled the blood, so they all came. You stay in the room now, then The guy must be right next to him. I'll deal with him first, otherwise he might not make anything happen!"

This is a frightening trick commonly used by Tomen, commonly known as "wild ghost knocking on the door".

Although Zhang Fan was afraid, she still nodded in agreement.

Pushing open the rear window, I just jumped out.

The night is dark, but fortunately I have good eyesight.

Walking around the wall, I saw a black figure squatting at the bottom of the wall on the right.

As soon as I saw this shadow, I tiptoed forward.

Although the footsteps were light, they still startled him.

I saw this guy "whoosh" and climbed up the fence.

He was very agile and wanted to jump outside the wall.

And I didn't move at all, just stood where I was.

With a slight movement of the palm, a silver light pierced the night sky.

Then, I heard "Mom".

The shadow fell back from the wall again.

Sitting on the ground, the guy lowered his head, looking at the wound on his hand.

And I was not in a hurry, and walked slowly to him.

Sure enough, this guy was the stall owner.

"Are you still running?"

I squatted in front of him, took out a cigarette, and handed him one.

The guy took the cigarette, I lit it for him, and asked:

"Everyone is a man, why use this method to frighten a woman?"

The stall owner was smoking a cigarette, and wiped the blood on his clothes a few times.

"I just can't swallow this breath. If I fall, I admit it, and I will pay you back the day's money. From now on, the road will be open to the sky, each side will go!"

As he spoke, he took out a wad of money, put it beside me, and got up to leave.

Obviously, he already guessed that I saw through his gadgets.

"Wait a moment!"

The stall owner turned around and gave me a puzzled look.

"Small?"

"It's a bit young!"

"To tell you the truth, I really don't have much in my hand right now. Why don't you make an offer and give it to me. If you can't, you can kill or cut whatever you want!"

The stall owner put on an air of fearlessness.

To be honest, I've seen a lot of people like this.

As long as I get up and slap him a few times, his head will droop immediately.

But instead of doing that, I just said:

"You take the money, I don't want the money. I just want to ask, how did you do the trick of standing up with one hand today?"

Don't look at how many years I have been in the rivers and lakes with Liu Ye.

But above the rivers and lakes, there are too many ingenuities in all walks of life.

No matter how great a person's ability is, you can't master it all.

"Is this what you said?"

I saw the stall owner's hand grasped a fist and twisted it twice.

Then, a cigarette stood up in his hand.

I know that he has a small mechanism in his hand.

I thought I had good eyesight, but because the night was too dark, I didn't realize where his organ was?

"Yes, this is it!"

The stall owner showed a sly smile and asked me:

"Want to learn?"

"Learn about!"

He slowly stretched out a finger.

"We don't know each other. I'll charge you a price of fate, ten thousand. Not expensive, right?"

This guy is quite dark, but I still nodded in agreement.

The stall owner took the cigarette away and put his whole palm in front of me.

Even if he put his hand in front of me so brightly, I didn't see any clues.

"Nothing in hand?"

"how is this possible?"

"What about that thing?"

"melted!"

what?

This time it was my turn to be surprised.

Saying that, the guy took out a transparent silver thread and put it in my hand.explain:

"This silver thread is made by myself. The cigarettes are actually tied to my hands. But because the silver thread is transparent, you can still see the color of my hand with the naked eye. As for how to change it, it is because the tiger's mouth is wiped in advance Take the medicine. When others look at it, you twist the silver thread on the medicine. The silver thread melts, and you have nothing on your hands. At most, it’s like applying hand cream..."

I didn't expect that a tortoise that couldn't even get in eight doors.

There is such a magical trick.

And the cigarette dances on the palm, also because the fingers control the silver thread.

Looking at this silver thread as thin as a hair, I thought to myself.

As long as the strength is well controlled, this thing can be used for thousands of shots.

In Liu Ye's words, everything is not the same.

All things can be made into a thousand things, and all things can be made out of a thousand things.

"After teaching, should I pay?"

This is the end of the lesson?

"What about the silver thread and medicine?"

The stall owner shook his head.

"That has to be paid separately. I can give you some more, and you can pay another five thousand!"

I know I was put on by him again.

But it's normal, although Tormen is not on stage.

But this is also the guy he eats after all.

I didn't bring that much cash, so I gave him part of it first and promised to give it to him tomorrow.

Back in the guest room, he helped Zhang Fan flush the door with water.

But the smell of blood is still there, and the bat will definitely come back soon.

This night, Zhang Fan didn't even want to sleep.

After thinking about it, I said directly:

"Let's change rooms, I live here!"

When booking, these are the last two rooms.

"Then how do you rest?"

Zhang Fan looked at me apologetically.

"It's okay, I feel less!"

Zhang Fan looked at the time, hesitated for a while, and then said:

"Or, let's go to that room together!"

Together?

I looked at Zhang Fan strangely.

She was afraid that I would misunderstand, so she hastily added something.

"In just a few hours, it's dawn. Let's chat, don't you have a question for me?"

I do have a question to ask.

But this is the middle of the night, lonely men and widows.

Wouldn't it be nice to live in a room with only one small bed?

But I still followed Zhang Fan and went to my room together.

Look, men are so hypocritical.