Chapter 2

"All right, let's go!"

Shao Wenlin grabs each other's powder fist and laughs. He shakes the key to Ning Tao's car and says with disdain, "Ning Tao, do you know what this is? Things you can't afford in your life! "

Leaving a word behind, a man and a woman did not stop and turned to a BMW on the side of the road.

According to Ning Tao's two tall bodyguards also left. I didn't even look at Ning Tao.

"Dog men and women!"

When the BMW goes away, Ning Tao just spits and gets up from the ground.

"That's good. I think Ning Tao is wrong!"

Reach out to wipe the bloodstain of the corner of mouth, Ning Tao looks up and mumbles to himself.

Only in the corner of his eye, there is a tear suddenly, rather dazzling.

He is an open-minded and resolute boy. Since his parents died in a car accident at the age of 12, he has never cried again.

He had a premonition about this before, and he had already arrived at this place. He would be relieved if he could not open it.

"Damn, let the past go with the wind, I'm still me!"

Ning Tao grabs one side's travel bag, pats the soil on the lower body, roars, and walks out of the alley.

"Young man, I see that your seal is black. I think something must have happened recently. Buy a transit stone and keep it safe."

Just walked out of the alley not long ago, a bald middle-aged man who set up a stall called to him to solicit business.

Ning Tao scoffs at the words of the bald middle-aged.

As far as he is concerned, anyone can see what happened to him. However, at the thought of Wu Anyue's words, he subconsciously turned his head and looked at it.

Seeing what the middle-aged people said in front of him, Ning Tao murmured "Ping'an stone" randomly and strangely

Ping'an stone is very popular in China recently. In fact, it's just ordinary jade. Some so-called masters engraved some incantations on it. It's said that it can turn evil into good.

"Come and have a look, young man. They're all new products. If you like them, I'll give you a cheaper price. Uncle is the only one left!"

See Ning Tao some heart, bald middle-aged eyes a bright, immediately came to interest.

"Uncle, are you jade? How do I feel like you picked it up in the mountains? "

There are a lot of stones on the stall of the bald middle-aged people. Many of them look like jade, and there are tassels hanging on them. Ning Tao picked up a stone on the edge of the cloth and looked at it with disdain.

The stone in his hand is a bit special, about the size of an egg. The whole body is bright, cool and heavy, white on one side and black on the other. It's quite strange.

"Uncle is old, how can I cheat you? I tell you, although this piece of jade in your hand is not jade, it's more precious. It's the eye of the candlelight dragon, my family's heirloom. I think you're predestined with him. If you like, you can take one hundred yuan away!"

Seeing that Ning Tao is very interested in this stone, the bald middle-aged man talks nonsense.

In fact, in order to enrich the things on the stall, he usually picks up some strange stones on the mountain and sells them with them. Sometimes it's easy to deceive outsiders. Seeing that Ning Tao is interested, he tries his best to promote them.

"The eye of a candle dragon, uncle. I'm a local. Don't scare me. It's a broken stone. It's two yuan. Don't sell it!" Ning Tao curled to curl mouth, the eye blinks also don't blink of disdain way.

Hearing Ning Tao's intention to buy it, the bald middle-aged man was delighted to hear that he had picked up the stone on the mountain and sold it for a profit.

However, he pretended to be in pain and said bitterly, "Oh, young man, your bargaining is too exaggerated. You are a fellow. Five yuan is enough. At least you can let uncle have noodles at noon!"

"Well, it's time to support your business!"

Although Ning Tao doesn't have much money, he doesn't want to talk about it. On a hot day, it's not easy for anyone.

Readily paid the money, Ning Tao took the stone and left.

But what Ning Tao didn't notice was that because he had blood on his hand, he inevitably stained it on the stone, and then there was a faint dark light on the strange stone.

Because Ning Tao bought a sleeper ticket and didn't wait too long, he boarded the train from the fast track.

This kind of high-class sleeper, a room only two, opposite, is the best.

Originally, he planned to take one with Wu Anyue. When he came in, he returned the other's one.

People are gone. The ticket is several hundred yuan. For a poor man, the amount is not small.

Originally, he also wanted to withdraw his seat and replace it with a hard seat.

Just thinking of Wu Anyue's words, his heart hurt and he came up alone.

In the past two years, he gave the best things to each other, and all the money he earned from doing part-time jobs to each other, but he came to this end. It's time to be nice to yourself.

The room is not small and spacious. He is the only one in the room. After putting down his travel bag, he felt his head suddenly sink and lay down on the bed.This lie down, Ning Tao consciousness suddenly blurred, unconsciously fell into a deep sleep, even the start of the train, do not know.

Ning Tao has a dream. He dreams of a monster with a human face and a snake body, red and long.

The monster closed his eyes. When he came closer, the huge monster suddenly opened his eyes.

At the moment when they looked at each other, Ning Tao only felt two golden lights coming from each other's eyes, but they didn't come into his eyes. Then his head tingled and he woke up with a dull hum.

After opening his eyes, Ning Tao felt that his eyes were sore and fuzzy. He rubbed them subconsciously twice and muttered in his heart: "I didn't hit my eyes either."

Although he was beaten by two bodyguards, he was sure that the other side didn't hit his eyes. How did it hurt.

But at that time, if someone could see Ning Tao's eyes now, he would cry out!

In his eyes, there were two silk threads swimming, which made his eyes very charming.

Ning Tao rubbed a few times, the discomfort disappeared, and then his eyes were brighter.

Just then, the door of the room was suddenly opened.

Bear the brunt of a burst of fragrant wind hit, and then a beautiful beauty on the door came in.

Ning Tao subconsciously raised his head and saw the person coming. His breath stopped. My eyes are straight.

The woman is about 267 years old. She is dressed in an appropriate light colored Bohemian hand-made floral dress. Her figure is convex in front and concave in back. She is wrapped in a long skirt, which sets off her exquisite curves.

On the clothes, the snow-white jade neck and delicate clavicle make people have a primitive desire. The exquisite face is perfect.

"Ah..."

however, when he looked at the woman's clothes, Ning Tao was surprised, his face changed greatly, and he quickly closed his eyes.

In front of him, just for a moment, he found that the clothes on the beauty disappeared. He saw the woman's fiery body.