looking for hell

Chapter 42
Almost the moment Jiang Roujia touched Jiang Yulin's arm, her body suddenly stopped.

Yun Qianfeng immediately sensed something was wrong, but it was too late.

Because there were dead bones everywhere, Jiang Roujia was unable to walk steadily, Jiang Roujia kept supporting Yun Qianfeng's arm. At this moment, the moment Jiang Roujia was still, Yun Qianfeng also turned into a wooden man.

At that moment, Yun Qianfeng only heard Qin Shuying behind him shouting:
"Yun Qianfeng, what are you doing?"

Yun Qianfeng didn't hear what was shouted at the back, because he woke up and was in his small hexagram shop.

Yun Qianfeng, who woke up from the dream, stretched vigorously, feeling extremely tired, his body was still uncomfortable, his chest hurt and his throat was hot, as if he had been kicked in a circle by a group of people.

"What's going on? Why did you fall asleep on the table? And I had such a strange dream. I was so crazy about money. How could someone so generously spend 200 million to hire me? Alas! It's all a dream!"

For some reason, when I think of the two beauties in my dream, I feel empty.

He twisted his uncomfortable neck, stood up, and turned on the wall lamp in the small fortune-telling hall. This wall lamp consumes less power and saves money.

Seeing that it was getting dark outside the door, knowing that today is another day without business, he shook his head and sighed, saying to himself:
"If things go on like this, I won't have to pay the rent next month. I'm sure I've calculated it accurately every time. Why can't the business start? Is it really necessary to get a Taoist robe to wear as they say?"

Turning on the phone to check the balance, I couldn't even think about the big health care that turned right when I went out, so I went out and turned left, and came to the soup noodle shop, where I bought a bowl of noodle and a fried egg for seven yuan and fifty cents.

Regular customer price.

Familiar taste, familiar half full, Yun Qianfeng drank the soup and walked out of the soup noodle shop.

The wind on the street at the vernal equinox night was a bit cool, Yun Qianfeng tightened his coat, shrunk his neck, looked at the lake surface reflecting the street lamps in the distance, and touched his pocket naturally.

The cigarette case is empty.

Yun Qianfeng sighed, turned around and walked towards the convenience store next to his fortune-telling shop.

The owner of the convenience store saw Yun Qianfeng coming, so he turned around without asking, took a pack of Jinsheng from the cigarette shelf, put it on the glass bar, and said:
"The weather in the past few years has become more and more weird. I could still feel the four seasons before. In the past few years, there are only two seasons left, winter and summer. What time is it? It's still so cold. After a few days, it will be over." When it gets hot, God won’t let people live well.”

Yun Qianfeng had a good impression of the owner of this convenience store, because he complained but never favored others.

"Yeah, it's still so cold, I can't sleep warm every night, it's uncomfortable."

"Find a girlfriend, and you'll be warm in no time."

Yun Qianfeng pointed to the balance of the phone, and said:

"You can pull it down. When you mention this, your heart will feel cold."

The convenience store owner said with a smile:
"Your business is actually easy to make money. You are just too honest. If you are not doing well and want to feel sorry for others, how can it be good? Also, you have to go to the countryside to promote it. There are no people in the city now. Once it is turned into ashes, and once it is put on a shelf, the graveyard can’t afford it, and your skills are not needed! You have to go to the countryside to earn this money.”

Yun Qianfeng nodded and said:

"Go to the countryside for a walk in a few days, and then listen to your change of outfit. If you don't wear that professional clothes, or raise the price, you will make a fuss."

After paying the payment and leaving the convenience store, Yun Qianfeng lit a cigarette, took a deep puff, and decided not to run at night tonight, because his body was uncomfortable and hurt everywhere.

Stepping to the door of the store, he suddenly remembered something. He returned to the convenience store in a few steps, and asked the owner of the convenience store as soon as he opened the door, saying:

"Do you know that there is such a cigarette as Fuchun Mountain Residence?"

The convenience store owner nodded and said:

"I know this cigarette, but I don't have it, and I can't get it in general places. Although the maximum price of cigarettes is now set at [-] a pack, once the price is no longer available, they will start to secretly speculate. The cigarette seems to be speculated at [-]. One, why are you asking this?"

Yun Qianfeng shook his head:
"It's nothing, it's just that there is this kind of smoke, right?"

The convenience store owner nodded vigorously and said:

"Yes, absolutely! People who smoke that cigarette are either high-ranking officials or noble people."

Yun Qianfeng rubbed his palm with the thumb of his right hand, as if caught in some kind of doubt.

Seeing Yun Qianfeng's expression, the convenience store owner smiled and said:

"Why, the imagination is limited by poverty? Haha, don't get entangled, we just didn't have a good pregnancy, and we don't do what they do."

Yun Qianfeng remained silent, still in deep thought. After a while, he looked up at the cigarette rack, pointed and asked:

"Is that 1916 a hundred pack?"

The convenience store owner nodded and said:

"Yes, it's also a good smoke!"

Yun Qianfeng took a deep breath and asked again:
"The cigarette holder is gold, isn't it?"

The convenience store owner licked his lips, took out the same cigarette as Yun Qianfeng from his pocket, and said:
"Brother, I haven't smoked, I really don't know."

Yun Qianfeng pointed at 1916, swung his finger up and down a few times, and said cruelly:

"Give me a pack!"

The convenience store owner didn't go to get the cigarettes, but asked in confusion:
"Brother, what's the matter with you? What stimulated you? We don't need to smoke that cigarette. It's for the people who want to show off. We don't need it."

This is also an honest person, in Yun Qianfeng's heart, this convenience store owner has always been an honest person.

"Here, take a pack."

The convenience store owner stopped trying to persuade him, and handed a pack of 1916 to Yun Qianfeng.

Yun Qianfeng hurriedly opened it, looked at the cigarette case, his face was full of doubts and fear, his voice trembled a little, and said:

"Look, look, it's really a golden cigarette holder! I haven't smoked it, let alone seen it, how do I know?"

As he said that, he shook his hands, took out one in a hurry, lit it and took a breath, closed his eyes to feel the feeling and taste of the smoke entering his mouth, opened his eyes after a while, and said in a crying voice:

"It's this smell, how could it be this smell? How is it possible? How is this possible?"

His expression frightened the convenience store owner, and hurriedly said:
"Brother, what happened to you?"

Yun Qianfeng looked up at the convenience store owner, pointed to the light switch behind him, and said:
"Go and turn off the lights."

"It's late at night, why should I turn off the lights? What are you doing?"

"I bet you can't turn it off. If you turn it off, I'll give you all the remaining nineteen cigarettes."

"Can it be closed? It's a matter of moving your fingers."

After speaking, the convenience store owner turned back to turn off the lights.

However, a strange scene appeared. No matter how hard the convenience store owner tried, he couldn't turn off the light, as if his hand and the light switch had lost their function.

Looking at the terrified face of the convenience store owner, Yun Qianfeng continued:

"I close my eyes, you try again."

As he said that, Yun Qianfeng closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the lights in the convenience store had already been turned off, and the street lamp outside the glass door let in the light, reflecting the yin and yang of the faces of the two of them.

In the light and darkness, Yun Qianfeng's face was smiling, and that smile was distorted under the flickering street lights
　Thanks for the reward from my old friend 58523 in this book, thank you for being number one as always! ! !Thank you Mingyue for taking me to elope and 44030 for the monthly pass, thank you for your support! ! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)