Chapter 2 The human heart is more dangerous than ghosts
Tang Yuan slowly withdrew from his inner breath and said harmoniously: "Please come in."
I saw Zhang Sheng pushing the door in and pulling out the He sat down on a stool and said with a smile on his face: "After all these days, I wonder if I have remembered what happened at home?"
In his previous life, Tang Yuan had just crossed over and found himself lying in the wilderness. On the roadside, the original memory was completely blank.
Zhang Sheng was the first person he met. Since his words and deeds were not adapted to this modern life, he had to use the excuse that he had lost his memory.
The land of Northern Xinjiang was already in chaos, so Zhang Sheng thought that Tang Yuan had suffered some misfortune and had lost his memory.
The initial agreement between the two was to help Tang Yuan retrieve his memory family. However, nearly a month has passed and Tang Yuan has become more and more like an ancient person, but there has been no progress in the memory matter.
Every day I just eat and drink with Zhang Sheng.
Zhang Sheng had only been in the slave trade for a few years. When he saw Tang Yuan's fair and tender appearance, he knew that his life experience was unusual.
There is still a bit of Tang Yuan's idea of forming a good relationship after finding his family, and he has always been very good at showing off.
It was only in the past few days that I saw that Tang Yuan couldn't remember his family background, so I gave up all that thought and just thought about selling him and making a fortune.
Tang Yuan's strange behavior while eating today made him have second thoughts, so he came to inquire.
Tang Yuan's small face shrank and he said aggrievedly: "I'm sorry, Brother Zhang, I still didn't remember it, otherwise I would have followed you around the world from now on."
Zhang Sheng was angry, He thought secretly: "With your appetite today, you will eat me up twice if you come here again, and you still mess with me!" He has already made up his mind and will work day and night tomorrow to sell him.
But he still had a hearty smile on his face and said: "With little brother Tang's help, the two of us will be able to make a career."
The two chatted for a while before Zhang Sheng opened the door and left.
"Should we kill him now, or should we get together with those traffickers in a few days?" Tang Yuan's little head shook as he thought, which was really cute, "Forget it, we just cast the Tao today. It’s not advisable to be contaminated by blood and filth, after all, I am no longer a demon cultivator.”
After thinking about it, he sat cross-legged again and polished the foundation of Taoism that had just become substantial.
No words for a night.
The next day, the two of them packed up and continued on the road, heading straight to the agreed destination...Nanyang Fucheng.
Tang Yuan was on the road throughout the day, so Tang Yuan used it to digest food and replenish nutrients. Eating while walking like this, he ate all the dry food he bought along the way.
The corners of Zhang Sheng's eyes twitched as he looked straight at him, and he thought to himself: "Why didn't I see that this kid has barbarian blood before? I have to hide it when selling, otherwise the price will be pushed down."< br>
The two of them trudged on the official road until the sun was setting in the western mountains, and then they saw the shadow of a market town in the distance.
After walking for half an hour, the sun had completely set, and when the Moon Rabbit was hanging high, the two of them entered the market.
Looking at Tang Yuan, who was still eating dry food with a relaxed expression, and himself who was panting and exhausted, Zhang Sheng felt like he couldn't breathe.
As soon as his mind became hot, he snatched the cake from Tang Yuan's hand.
Facing Tang Yuan's unbelievable aggrieved eyes, Zhang Sheng could only laugh dryly and said: "We are all at the market, why are we still eating these? Brother, please eat something hot!"
< br>On the long loess street, there were crowds of people, including people sitting in sedan chairs, riding horses, and carrying burdens.
Zhang Sheng looked at it and marveled, "I didn't expect this market to be so lively at this late hour."
A young boy playing drums for fun, a grizzled old man holding a Move slowly.
The sounds of buying and selling, shouting, and bargaining on the street merged into one.
There are rows of small stalls on both sides, including teahouses, wine shops, noodle stalls, butcher shops...all kinds of things, good or bad.
Zhang Sheng took Tang Yuan to the noodle stall and sat down.
“No matter how much noodles you eat, how much can it cost!”
Zhang Sheng shouted to the boy rather arrogantly: “Bring two big bowls of noodles and add more sauerkraut!”
"Okay!" The waiter shouted loudly.
After a while, two large bowls of noodles were served. The red soup in the bowl is filled with smooth noodles, dotted with thick sauteed seeds, and green garlic sprouts and coriander are floating on top. The color is so attractive.
Looking at the steaming bowl of noodles and the fragrant aroma, Zhang Sheng felt his index finger moving.
He couldn't wait to pick up a big chopstick and swallowed it into his mouth.
I took another sip of soup, and the boiling soup slid into my stomach, and I felt extremely happy.
Seeing that Tang Yuan had not touched the bowl and chopsticks, Zhang Sheng asked, "Why don't you eat? This noodle doesn't suit your appetite?"
Tang Yuan said quietly: "Brother Zhang, you Take a closer look at this face.”
Under the red and white lanterns, the half-bright face looks extremely strange.
Zhang Sheng was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. He looked over there again, where was the face
You can also imagine the meat used to make the meat.
Zhang Sheng was so frightened that he shouted and threw the bowl out. He felt that his internal organs were squeezing into a ball. He stretched out his hand to grab his throat, but he just retched and couldn't spit it out.
He looked at the store again.
Zhang Sheng turned around and looked around, placing them one by one. They were all in complete order.
The tea houses and wine shops sell...
This isn't a market, it's clearly a ghost market!
The noodle stall owner smiled sinisterly and said, "Does the guest want to eat the King's meal?"
Seeing that Zhang Sheng was still retching, the owner comforted him: "Think carefully about cannibalism. .”
“Sir, it’s only right to pay for noodles!”
Zhang Sheng tremblingly took out all the gold and silver in the package and handed it to the boss.
But the shop owner slapped him on the ground in disgust, took out a piece of paper money and shook it, "Isn't your guest short of money?"
Zhang Sheng looked down and saw money scattered on it. Don't dare to pick it up.
“It doesn’t matter if you don’t have money, you can still use things to pay off your bills!” The boss said with a meaningful smile.
Seeing the boss' eyes looking up and down on his body, Zhang Sheng was so frightened that two of his three souls were missing, and only one of his seven souls was left.
He pointed at Tang Yuan tremblingly and shouted: "I'll pay the bill with him, I'll pay the bill with him!"
"Brother Zhang, you...you..." Tang Yuan first looked horrified in disbelief, and then regained his composure with a sense of boredom.
"Forget it, it's really boring." Tang Yuan pointed to his bowl and said, "Store, I didn't ask for the noodles, and I didn't eat a bite. Just go to this big brother and ask for the bill. "
"Every wrongdoer has his own debtor! This little brother is right."
In Zhang Sheng's frightened eyes, all the ghosts in the surrounding stores gathered together, one person at a time. They pulled his legs away, grabbed his hands, and the noodle shop owner tore open Zhang Sheng's stomach.
“These are all excellent saute ingredients.”
Tang Yuan actually heard the old ghost's devotion to making noodles from this tone of voice.
Even though he had been robbed to pieces, Zhang Sheng still maintained a clear consciousness. He wanted to scream, but his throat had already been snatched away by a hanged man.
During the scramble, one of Zhang Sheng's eyeballs rolled at Tang Yuan's feet.
"What kind of look is this? Brother Zhang, you have to pay for your meal!" In his frightened eyes, Tang Yuan stomped his eyeballs open.
After the ghosts separated Zhang Sheng, they surrounded Tang Yuan.
After the owner of the noodle shop straightened the head that had been squeezed out in the fight, he said with a smile: "So that this customer knows that even if he is passing by, he still needs to pay..."
Before he finished speaking, Tang was stopped. Yuan interrupted: "You bunch of sneaky hawkers are gathering in my territory, can you give me a confession?"
(End of this chapter)