Chapter 382

I grabbed Pockmarked Li: "he is also for his own job. It's not easy to muddle around. Everyone has their own difficulties. Don't make trouble. It's important to see your friends first. "

After hearing this, Pockmarked Li gave up: "he has a lot to do with him. I have something important to do today. Otherwise, I have to break up with him. When I came out to do business, he was running all over the street with his snot and bare buttocks

I don't have a good time.

"What's more, we can't be bad guys at first sight," said Pockmarked Li. Good people, that is a great drop of good people. He suspects us. That's blinding him. "

I couldn't help but look carefully at the ugly Pockmarked Li and the potholes on the surface of the moon on his face. I coughed softly.

Responding, Pockmarked Li smiled awkwardly at me and said, "I'm talking about you. It's you."

"But I admire you a little bit, Pockmarked Li." It's hard for me to say seriously: "although you are a little oily, you know quite a lot of friends. You have no way that you don't know..."

Before I finished, Pockmarked Li said excitedly, "that's it! When people walk in the Jianghu, they rely on one word. If you don't have friends, what else? Brother Zhangjia, I'm not talking to you. It's in our picture. There's no one I don't know. Whatever you want to do and what you want to do, just talk to me. I'll keep it clear and proper for you. Otherwise, I'll write the Li character backwards. "

There is a little pride in the voice.

I smiled at him, for fear of saying anything more, which would make Pockmarked Li go to heaven directly, so I had to change the topic: "you seem to have some background."

"Fart!" Pockmarked Li gave up his lips in disapproval: "brother Zhang, we are old friends. I dare not hide anything from you. To tell you the truth, his family is famously poor. How poor is it? I won't lie to you at all. The beggar passed their house for a night and left the next morning, throwing ten yuan back to his house. "

I couldn't help it. I chuckled.

Pockmarked Li said with a smile, "fortunately, my friend is a little promising! Four of their brothers, imprisoned, dead, and finally one of them is all right. At that time, a tea merchant happened to pass by their village. It was estimated that there was a real shortage of people in his hands at that time. Seeing that he was still honest, he accepted his apprentice. If not, he would have starved to death. This tea merchant didn't do it for a few years. He got sick and died. My friend took over his business. It was not easy in the last few years. Who has the leisure to drink tea? Therefore, the tea business is not salty, and it's better in recent years, so we began to understand how to taste tea. In addition, the weather in the south is suitable, and the quality of tea is also good. My brother's life is just getting better. Sometimes I want to. What's your reasoning? At the beginning, he was a beggar. Now he lives in a small villa. He drives a luxury car and eats hot food. Thirty years of Hedong, thirty years of Hexi, people are really incomparable, people are more popular than the dead. "

When Pockmarked Li finished, he stopped at the door of an elegant villa.

"Here it is." Said Pockmarked Li, pointing to the gate.

There is a strange atmosphere around the villa in front of us, and the air becomes strange and sultry.

Something's not right.

"Take it easy." I opened my mouth to remind Pockmarked Li to be careful.

Pockmarked Li approached cautiously and pressed the doorbell.

Before long, a gray middle-aged man opened the door. He carefully opened the door to a crack, put out half of his head vigilantly. After confirming that the other side was Pockmarked Li, he took a long breath and opened the door slowly: "pockmarked, you can count it."

His voice is hoarse and hard to hear, which is very different from his appearance, just like the voice of an old man who is going to die.

His face also looks like the sun is not shining all the year round. There is no blood color. The blood vessels of blue and white are especially obvious, just like blue and white porcelain, which is very scary.

Pockmarked Li was shocked by his appearance: "Laogang, how can you How can you be such a ghost? "

Li Mazi was obviously frightened, and the opening words he had prepared could not be used. Even his right leg, which had stepped into the door, was very embarrassed to receive them back.

In Laogang's home, there was no light in the whole living room. The curtains were drawn tightly and tightly. The room was gloomy and strange.

Laogang grabs Pockmarked Li like a life-saving straw: "pockmarked, please help me. If it goes on like this, I will die."

His sudden action scared Pockmarked Li: "well, I'm here, aren't I? Don't worry, I'm here to save you. You let go, you let go first. "

Whatever Li Mazi said, Laogang refused to let go and even knelt down for him.

"I'll go to Laogang. Let go. You're too fucking strong..." Pockmarked Li gave a painful cry.

When, when, when!

At this time, the house suddenly heard the dull clock time.

It's three o'clock.These three bells ring strangely.

The first sound seemed to be very far away, like walking in the mountains and hearing the morning bell from the temple far away.

The second sound seemed to be very close to us. It was like someone tied our hands and feet and knocked a big clock on our ears. The sound was deafening and almost pierced the eardrum.

The third ring is not so much a bell ring as a woman's shrill roar. It is full of discontent and resentment. Even I heard a strange sound, like a long fingernail scratching the floor.

When the three bells rang, Laogang seemed to have lost all its strength and sat down on the ground with his eyes empty. "The clock rings, the clock rings..." said shivering

Instead of helping Laogang, Pockmarked Li turned around carefully and looked at me.

I was angry and funny: "what do you think I do? Hurry up. "

Just now, there was a friend. He was in danger. He hid faster than anyone else. Pockmarked Li is such a man that he can't find a suitable word to describe him in the whole Xinhua dictionary.

When Pockmarked Li saw my face as usual, he slowly stepped forward and held Lao Gang's arm. His movements showed some hesitation. As long as there was something wrong with Laogang, he immediately ran.

The old harbor was motionless, like a stone.

Li Mazi was a little relieved, but just touched the old port's clothes. Li Mazi immediately retracted his hand as if he had been shocked: "brother Zhangjia, it's a little Something's wrong. " He stammered with fear.

"What's the matter?" I frowned and leaned over.

"You see, his clothes are all wet," said Pockmarked Li, pointing to the old port, which had no eyes

In such a few minutes, Laogang seemed to be suffering from a serious illness, with a lot of cold sweat on his body, and even soaked his clothes.

But it is strange that his face is still gray and white, and there is not a drop of sweat.

It's a little strange.

I pushed away Pockmarked Li and gently lifted up the old port.

Lao Gang, as if he had lost his strength, leaned lightly on me and reluctantly returned to the sofa with the help of my strength.

I turned to the Pockmarked Li who was still standing at the door and said, "turn on the light."

"Oh." Pockmarked Li hurried to find the switch.

The old port, which had been quiet as if it had gone, suddenly jumped up with a sharp and thin voice: "don't Don't turn on the light. "

His voice changed so fast that I was stunned.

What kind of Yin can torture a person like this?

My curiosity has been hooked up.