Demon Recovery: Awakening Shanhaijing at the Beginning

Because you don't know, whether the woman covering her face has a face or not; whether there is a person in the puppet handing out flyers; when the street magician took his head off, did he really take it off; the beggar It may not be your money that you want...

Chapter [-]: Things Worth Millions

"Boy, where are you going?"

Jiang Che was watching the news when a man in his sixties who seemed to be very chatty sat next to him.

The train is still half an hour away.

Jiang Che was also happily chatting: "Huangshan, are you going to go camping? Your physique is okay, you're not like someone in their [-]s."

The uncle wore a dark blue jacket and a blue hiking bag on his back. At first glance, he looked like an old donkey. His face had grown a lot with age spots, but there were few wrinkles.

"Haha, it's more than [-] years old. Huangshan has not been peaceful recently. I heard that there have been several murders. There are dozens of drivers who died on the road alone!" , you can talk a lot when you open your mouth: "Are you going to travel? Zhongbei Mountain, Huangshiya, Qingchuan Cave over there, I walked through it when I was young."

"More than ninety?" Jiang Che gave a thumbs up: "Then you are old, you can live a hundred or two without any problem!"

The old man laughed and looked at Jiang Che meaningfully: "It's hard to say, it's hard to say, it depends on you."

"Look at me?" Jiang Che was puzzled.

"Haha~" The old man smiled: "You heard it wrong, young man, I said, it depends on fate..."

"Young man, I really envy you young people, you are so rich." The uncle suddenly sighed and said.

Jiang Che glanced at him. Jackets and mountaineering bags were both world-renowned brands, with a guarantee of [-] to [-] yuan, so he knew that the uncle just wanted to satisfy his vanity.

He was also happy to cooperate: "Master, you will kill me now. How many tens of thousands are you in this outfit?"

Hearing this, the old man smiled: "Haha, these are external things, you young people are really rich, I will take one million in exchange for your health, will you sell it?"

Jiang Che shook his head.

"Look, boy, you are the real rich~"

After speaking, the two were silent for a while.

Jiang Che continued to flip through his phone, looking up at the people who need to be careful at the train station in the post on Lingtan.com, looking around.

Suddenly the old man patted his shoulder.

"Boy, do me a favor?"

Jiang Che turned his head and looked very enthusiastic: "Speak up, sir."

"There are millions of things in my bag. I need to go to the toilet. Please help me. I will have lunch on the train later, and the uncle will invite you to drink." The old man said cheerfully.

Jiang Che responded immediately, put away his phone, and followed the old man to the toilet.

As soon as you enter the toilet, there is an unusual coldness.

In a place where people usually come and go, there was actually no one at this time, only a lame beggar, leaning on the ground with his hands, and crawling out from the innermost compartment step by step.

But the old man didn't seem to see anything. He handed Bao Zhen to Jiang Che and told him to take good care of it. Then he turned his head and entered the compartment, not afraid that Jiang Che would just run away.

"Okay, okay~"

Suddenly, a hoarse, weak voice sounded in Jiang Che's ears, as if he hadn't eaten for three days.

Jiang Che was startled.

I saw the beggar who was still in the innermost compartment, crawling step by step, just so stunned, he didn't know why he had reached his feet, and was pulling his trouser legs, wanting to beg.

He didn't wait for Jiang Che to speak.

The beggar's weak voice sounded again.

"I haven't eaten anyone for three days~"

These horrific words made Jiang Che's expression change.

At the same time, along with the beggar's gloomy smile, the lights in the toilet suddenly dimmed, and gusts of gloomy wind blew.

The seemingly weak and powerless beggar, with both hands like iron tongs, firmly grasped Jiang Che's ankles, preventing him from leaving. At the same time, the beggar's other hand, out of nowhere, took out a bloody kitchen knife and a broken knife. bowl.

"Let me put a bowl of blood, just one bowl!"

His voice suddenly became extremely cold.

boom!

Suddenly the door of the compartment opened, and the old man came out and kicked the beggar: "Go away! Smelly beggar, robbing Laozi's business, don't you want to live?"

The beggar gave the old man a vicious look.

But he finally crawled away, with the toilet lights flashing several times, and in a blink of an eye, he had reached the wall separating the toilet cubicle and the urinal, but when he got here, his speed returned to the previous snail. Speed, crawling out little by little.

After the uncle kicked the beggar away, he smiled at Jiang Che: "Don't be afraid, you young people are thin-skinned, these beggars have hands and feet, so it's not good to do anything."

Then he emphasized: "I have something worth millions in this bag, so you must help me take care of it."

It seemed that he was afraid that Jiang Che would not be moved.

And when the old man walked into the compartment again.

Jiang Che also seemed to have finally been overcome by greed. He quietly opened the uncle's mountaineering bag to see what was inside.

And this time.