Today happened to be a rally in this small town, and the street was full of stalls with all kinds of weird things.
Someone once bought fine antiques from these humble old goods and sold them at sky-high prices.
Since then, every time this kind of junk rally, there will be many people coming here.
Today is no exception.
The streets were crowded with people, and many people squatted on the ground to select valuable things.
The stall owners all got together indifferently and drank coffee together.
Only when people ask about the price, do they reply in strong English.
Fan Mengxue finds it very interesting. This is different from those high-end hypermarkets. Walking here, you can feel the authentic taste of a small town.
For example, this small gray-looking box, when opened, there is beautiful music inside, and the form is still purely mechanical.
It may be because of Fan Mengxue’s unique temperament, so the stall owner actively said: "Beautiful lady, your eyes are so good, this music box is handed down by my grandfather!"
"At the beginning, my grandfather was about to go to the battlefield of World War II. Before he left, his lover at the time gave him this thing. But when my grandfather came back unscathed on the battlefield, his lover had already been there for years. The flames of war are unknown!"
"For so many years, he has been looking for his lover, and has not even married his life, but unfortunately, he never saw that girl again before he died!"
"This box is a testimony of my grandfather's innocent love, so I am going to show it out. If anyone asks, I will tell her this story!" The stall owner said with a sigh.
Fan Mengxue's eyes flickered slightly, as if he was moved by this fruitless love, so he whispered: "How much?" New 81 Chinese network update the fastest computer terminal: https://
The stall owner's eyes lit up, and he stretched out a finger, "One hundred euros!"
Then he was ready to wait for Fan Mengxue's counter-offer.
But Fan Mengxue directly took out a large bill and handed it to the stall owner, and then asked a little dazedly: "Is love always like this?"
The stall owner only took care of the joy on his face, he was slightly startled when he heard the words, and then he sighed, "Girl, love is so much like this. Few people are really lucky enough to wait for that person! But although my grandfather waited all his life, before he died He said, he does not regret it!"
There were tears in Fan Mengxue’s eyes, and he took out another banknote and handed it to the stall owner, "Thank you! Although I know the story is false, I still want to say thank you!"
After that, Fan Mengxue stopped paying attention to the embarrassed stall owner and turned and left.
The stall owner stood there thinking for a while, "Is there any loophole in my story? Oh, forget it, anyway, the money is earned, let him go!"
said, the stall owner took out an identical music box from his pocket and placed it on the stall, waiting for the next customer to sell the love.
Fan Mengxue held the music box in her hand, feeling a little complicated.
She is not a fool, so she can naturally hear the holes in this story.
Grandfather was trapped by love and never married a wife.
So where did this stall owner come from?
popped out of the rock?
But these are not important, the important thing is that Fan Mengxue was touched by this story.
At this moment, she thought silently in her heart.
If I can, I will bury my feelings for you in my heart, and...be the gravekeeper for a lifetime!
At this moment, an old female voice sounded from behind.
"Girl, please stay for a while, don't you want to divination?"
Fan Mengxue turned her head to look, and saw an old woman in a black cloak sitting in front of a dilapidated tent, looking at herself quietly.
Fan Mengxue hesitated, "Are you calling me?"
The old woman nodded, some light flickering in her deep eyes, "Girl, I am a witch, I can see that you have a heavy heart! If you can, I think I can show you the way!" Starting
Fan Mengxue was originally wandering aimlessly, but now hearing this old woman's words, he thought it was a liar who was all over the street, raking in the name of a witch.
But the deep eyes of this old woman moved her.
Fan Mengxue almost nodded,
"Okay! Follow me, please!" The old woman got up and walked to the tent behind.
Fan Mengxue hesitated slightly, then looked at the lively scenery around and the Xuanhe daylight, and followed in.
The tent is dark, with a strong smell of herbs.
The old woman stood in front of a crystal ball and whispered: "Girl, please put your hand on the crystal ball, then close your eyes, and silently read the questions in your heart, it will give you the answer!"
Fan Mengxue nodded, stretched out his hand and gently placed it on the crystal ball, then closed his eyes, and began to silently think about the doubts in his heart.
At this time, the old woman looked at Fan Mengxue with interest.
This girl has a pure temperament, and more importantly, she also has a strong and pure dark atmosphere.
This is why she called Fan Mengxue in the street.
Especially now, black air gradually appeared in the crystal ball held by Fan Mengxue.
This is the necessary ritual for the Dark Witch to select the descendants.
The more black air, the better the aptitude of this person.
Soon, these magic energy filled the crystal ball, and it was still increasing crazily.
At this moment, the crystal ball seemed to be overwhelmed, and a crack appeared with a click.
The eyes of the old woman were full of ecstasy.
The aptitude of this girl is far stronger than she thought.
Fan Mengxue opened her eyes suspiciously.
She was meditating on her biggest doubt in her heart.
But I didn't feel anything at all. On the contrary, I felt a shock in my hands. After opening my eyes, I realized that the crystal ball was broken.
Fan Mengxue's heart sank, thinking that he had touched porcelain on purpose but the matter was over, and it was useless to say anything, so she smiled apologetically.
"Excuse me, this crystal ball was broken by me, how much? I will pay for it!"
But the old woman didn't even look at the crystal ball, but looked at Fan Mengxue with piercing eyes.
Fan Mengxue's heart is straight. Isn't this mysterious old woman mentally ill?
At this moment, the darkness in the tent suddenly became dense, and the noise from the outside world had disappeared, and there was only silence.
Looking for the old woman again, she has also disappeared.
Fan Mengxue was shocked.
is broken, are you in any trap?
At this moment, a woman with a black face haunted her, slowly walking out of the darkness.
This woman has a very good figure, wearing a very revealing witch costume, showing extremely slender legs, and wearing a pair of high heels under her feet. When she walks, she is swaying with a variety of styles, and the royal sister is full of style.
Fan Mengxue was a little silly.
"You...you are..."
The woman giggled for a while, and then continued to say in that old voice: "Girl, are you trapped by love?"
Fan Mengxue finally understood that she had met a real witch today, but her heart was relieved.
"You... how do you know?"
The Dark Witch said lightly: "I can feel the pain and confusion that pervades your heart. Apart from feelings, what else can make a woman like you inextricable?"