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There was also a spotted adult deer hide, and a white bear skin was pressed under it. Fresh blood was still dripping from the hide, and this was an unripe dregs, they were usually clean after preliminary tanning, and the ones with blood were the most primitive dregs, I thought they were all some scarce goods, and there were a lot of these in the village, I didn't need to sell my own goods, I even bought them from the shop, I waved my hands, but he didn't understand and said, "You're lying, old fellow, I want to sell them to you, but I don't want to sell them to you, so why don't you come in?"

This is what the lord gave me. If I can't do it, I'll tear off my face. I'll leave some leeway for myself to do things, and give myself a way out when I'm done.

The man didn't leave, and I didn't think I understood. I waved him to tear up a piece of paper and write it down.

When he turned around to rummage through the drawer, the man shoved something into my hand and, before I could react, spread his legs and ran out. He didn't even want the skin on the floor.

It wasn't that my reactions were slow, it was my brain that had twisted too much, I was feeling the things in my hands, soft, definitely not a note, it was a piece of leather, the person who threw away so many valuable pieces of leather just for me, it must have been just for this, he was carrying anyone, so I could not make any noise. Also, when he passed something on to me, I noticed that his hands were hairy, it was definitely not a person's hands, only an animal's hands would have such coarse fur.

He kicked me in the face, "Little Third Boss, you must be secretly happy, you met a fool and took advantage of me. When I was applying for the job, I said that there was no place to be lucky, do you believe me? I've only been here for a month and you haven't returned for half a year, yet you've already dropped your pie and dropped your money!"

I thought, "It seems that I was wise to look for you. I'll give you half of the reward as long as you sell these furs later." I turned my head and thought, completely covering it up, I couldn't be this calm, "Call the boss in the future, and let Little San go!" Two kicks back.

When I was going upstairs to find a place to be alone and look at the note in my hand, I suddenly realized that I shouldn't be so careless, so I turned around and said, "These days, there are a lot of people who are bad. Don't sell these skins for now, I'll find someone I know who understands. I rolled up the skins with my other hand and wrapped them in a snakeskin bag and carried them to the second floor under my armpits.

"You're really stingy. Just when I said that half of the prize money would be mine, you went back on your word!" "What are you talking about?" Mariko mumbled discontentedly.

That's weird, if someone used this method to give me a piece of skin, it wouldn't just be sending information, wouldn't it be a real fool? I closed my eyes, but I couldn't feel that the person before me was a fool, and even if he was a mute, I still wouldn't believe him. With my many years of experience in reading people, he seemed more like someone who had lived in the old forest for a long time.

Just as I was about to dig through the pile of skin in the snakeskin bag, the door behind me moved. Subconsciously, I put away the piece of skin in my palm, and the sound of gunfire came from behind me, "Little Third Boss, why are you closing the door in broad daylight?"

" How can a man close the door when he's a big man?

" I can't be your assistant in this matter. How about this, come down after you're done. That mute came back just now, he wants money! " He closed the door, which had been opened a crack.

"I asked you for money when you came back. Have you become retarded? Are you still happy?"

I could only rudely reply, "What do you know? He came back to ask for money, so I don't doubt that there's something fishy about these furs. My heart is in turmoil, and money for no reason is not a good thing. Besides, I don't need this kind of money!"

"Oh," Mariko said, and we went downstairs one after the other.

This way, I calmed down quite a bit, and after thinking about it for a while, I was able to distinguish who it was. This person was tall and strong, especially his shoulders, which were wider than most of the other men's. Moreover, he was thicker and darker than the rest of the men; apart from his nose, eyes and mouth, his face was full of coarse hair.

Seeing that he had come back to ask for money, the little man, who was not even 1.7m tall, smacked Mountain Demon with his fist, "Brother, you gave me the money and I gave it to you. When you come back, do you understand the rules?"

I thought to myself, "Isn't this just asking for a favor? There's nothing wrong with this place. Besides, I really hate this kind of businessman. Although I do business as a butcher, I am also a proper businessman. A businessman is not a scoundrel; I myself am not a rogue who only look at money. How could I recruit such a scoundrel?" I thought, "If I could find an excuse, I would just kick him out and kiss my ass, and I would definitely not be happy."

"Old partner, I'll be taking those furs. Price, let's talk about it alone. You can leave a contact number for convenience in the future!"

The man didn't seem to know me and didn't seem to come back for money, but he must have understood me, because he stopped and didn't really leave.

I led him up to the second floor, and told Mariko to go to the back street and get me two bags of liquor to keep him out of the way.

I went up to the same teahouse on the second floor with the man who looked like a mountain genie.

"Do I know you?"

I nearly peed my pants in shock and thought to myself, fuck, you know how to speak? Why did you act dumb just now?

"You came by just now!"

"Oh, I'm a amnesic person. My memories can only be retained for a short period of time!"

These words sounded strange to me. It would be normal to say that I met with some strange incident in the old forest, but in the capital, it had been almost several years since I had met such an unorthodox situation. A mountain elf who lost his memories sent me a note and then turned around and didn't recognize me.

" Do you know this? " I hesitated for a moment, then took the note out of my pocket and showed it to him.

" Someone asked me to give this to someone else. Why is it in your hands? " As he spoke, he tried to snatch it back.

" "Bro, that's not it. Old partner, don't make me laugh. Just now, you sneakily passed me this thing. I should be the one you're looking for. Just look, there's nothing here!"

" "Oh, then you keep it. I'm leaving. I've finished this. It's enough!" With that, he prepared to leave.

"Well, who asked you to give this to me?"

" "Like I said, I'm a amnesiac. I can only remember what I need to do!"

After that, we went back and forth. Half an hour later, I didn't ask anything, and I was even more confused. Originally, I just didn't understand this note that was handed over so suddenly, but this time, I was even more confused than before when I saw that the person in front of me wasn't human.

He was a huntsman in the village, about my age, and when the Old Branch sent me out to school, he was with me too, and after a couple of years of studying together, he dropped out of school to go back to the village because he couldn't stand the drudgery of school. In his words, studying was for a good job, a good job for a boss, and a boss for a beautiful wife.

We had an agreement that as long as the phone didn't ring, he would be in the woods, and since there was no signal, when I called, there was no answer, so there was no call.

A few minutes later, a phone rang. I saw it was him.

The moment the phone was picked up, the whistling sound of the wind coming from the other side of the phone was unclear. Following that, the sound of someone pulling on the chicken's neck could be heard, "You brat, are you alright? You won't remember this number, right?"

"Is everything alright in the village? Has anything strange happened recently?" I don't know how to say it, but I can't say a word or two about what happened in the afternoon, and I can't understand it either.

"Yeah, that's him, the winterhead. Remember, he died a few days ago. He sat on the brick bed and killed himself. It seems that it's been a few days. If it wasn't for Mountain Cui giving him a bowl of noodles, he wouldn't have found it."

"Oh, what else?"

Also, that's right, and that's right, on the other side of the ravine, Brother Wang, in partnership with his little brother, they have made some living animals and are preparing to raise them, and in the future they will become a hunting ground. You don't know, Little San, now that the rich are freakish, they are willing to spend money to hunt in the mountains for trouble if they have nothing to do, Brother Wang said that this hunting ground, in the future, they will earn money from these people.