MTL - Way of the Devil-Chapter 7 Venue one

"The arrangement is certain. Just..."

Fat people are a little embarrassed. Who are these black people?

Murderers, robbers, thieves, thieves, anyone who has an unknown route can enter. If the winner is not careful and conflicts with others, then it is awkward.

"Just I'd better keep a low-key point, right?" Lu Sheng smiled and knew each other's concerns.

He not only represents himself, but also represents the home of Jiulian City. Once he is damaged, Lufu will definitely settle with him.

"You know it, you are different. If you are someone else, I am not so worried..." Zheng Xiangui sighed.

"I know, you can arrange it for me, I must get this thing." Lu Sheng could not help but say.

"唉...." Zheng Xiangui was helpless and could only accept it.

Lu Sheng and he carefully determined the time when the black will begin, and then waited for Zheng Xiangui to send a guest invitation.

He took the invitation and it was out of the restaurant.

"The good rouge gouache, ladies and girls come and see."

"A good first-class product, only the original goods coming in from Zihua City!"

"The blush of hydrangea, the other stores are unique!"

On the street outside the restaurant, hawkers pushed the wooden car to buy gouache and slowly moved along the street.

Lu Sheng swept his eyes, this street is dedicated to selling rouge gouache.

Many women's family members like to come here.

As the sun sets, there is just a drizzle on the street, and some of the ground is wet, and it is reflected in a reddish color.

Lu Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, and the breath just turned out, and it turned white and slowly spread.

He looked back at the restaurant, and the shadow of the goldfish restaurant was projected by the sun.

The largest restaurant in the city of Jiulian, at this time is the lively time, the guests coming and going in and out of the meal are endless. The noise is noisy.

Lu Sheng stood in the shadow of the restaurant and looked at the sides.

Except for the rest of the opening of the restaurant, it was a bit deserted.

The hawkers pushed the gouache car slowly and moved in the shadows.

Lu Sheng looked at it and wanted to give Eriang and Yiyi, and bought some small gifts back. These gouache prices are not expensive, and the appearance can occasionally find good goods, but it is a good little gift.

He walked a few steps along the street, trying to pick which hawker is better.

In the afternoon, the street became more and more deserted, and many shops closed.

There are not many passersby on both sides of the street, and occasionally you can see a few.

Surprisingly, these hawkers who bought gouache clearly saw that there were no people around them, and they were still smiling and sipping.

The snoring sounds one after another, echoing on the empty street.

Lu Sheng blinked and didn't feel weird. The heart may be the unique rules of the world.

He screened around and found a cart that was painted in a reddish hawker. There was a step in the peddler cart, which read: Zhongyuan Liji gouache.

The hawker pushed the car slowly, his face was smiling, wearing a gray cloth and a gray melon cap.

"I remember that the ritual gouache is a relatively old business name in the Central Plains."

When Lu Sheng recalled from the memory, he slowly walked toward the hawker stroller. I plan to pick some good gouache for Erniang and Yiyi.

The hawker slowly walked forward, and there were several playing children playing games on the side.

The cart slowly passed the child and then turned to an alley in the shadow of the street.

Lu Sheng estimated that he was about to close the car, and he was ready to speed up to catch up.

"Hey! Victory!"

Suddenly a voice stopped him from behind.

The voice is quite familiar and seems to be someone who knows.

Lu Sheng turned back and saw a dark-skinned student who walked over quickly.

"Lu Sheng?"

He hesitated and recognized his identity.

Lu Shenglu Junyi, and Lu Sheng are also the standard rich family in Jiulian City, but he is different from other people. This guy is famous. He only took the show before, and it is said that the literary talent is not bad.

Lu Junyi actually has a relationship with him, but because the name is the same as that of a Liangshan hero, Lu Sheng remembers his name once he listens.

"Win brother, rivers and lakes to save, rivers and lakes to help!" Lu Junyi blushing toward him two steps.

Lu Sheng suddenly understood what this guy was doing for him. Although it is a rich man, but the goods are extremely fond of gambling, often made a shame, borrow money everywhere.

It is estimated that the gambling money is gone now.

He smiled and took out the twelve silver from his waist pocket and handed it over.

"How is your hand here?"

"Alright, okay, hahaha, still win the sorrowful enough."

Lu Junyi took the silver and hurried away.

Lu Sheng shook his head, money is a small matter, anyway, Lu Jiajia is a big business, and when someone turns back, someone will send money.

He turned his head and went to the hawker who sold the gouache.

The hawker’s cart has entered the alley, leaving half of it outside.

He made two steps in three steps and walked quickly.

Followed by turning into the alley.

"what??"

Lu Sheng’s footsteps suddenly stopped.

This alley is actually a dead end!

It was empty, and there were no carts, not even a personal shadow.

His eyes were picked up and his body was slightly alert.

From the beginning to the end, from left to right, he carefully examined the dead end.

This is only a dozen meters of hutong, both sides are the gray walls of the house, at the end blocked by a black wall that looks like some years old, with a few seals on the top.

The seal of the red letter in white is a bit dark in the setting sun, and the corners are turned up, it seems that there is no stickiness.

"There is no hidden door on the wall. Where did the cart go?..?"

Lu Sheng repeatedly recalled, and clearly remembered that the small cart was in this alley alley.

He quits and sees that the road is still chasing a few children who are playing.

These children are dressed in plain clothes and look like ordinary children.

Lu Sheng put on a smile, took a few copper coins from his pocket, and pulled a little girl who chased people.

"Little girl, ask you a good thing?"

"Brother, what are you asking?"

The little girl is tied with two shofars. At the age of 90, her face is red and red. Xu is often playing in the street, not afraid of strangers, and generously returning.

"My brother wants to ask, have you seen the cart of the ritual gouache passed by here? Did you enter this small alley?"

Lu Sheng stuffed two copper coins into the palm of the little girl's hand.

This little guy suddenly smiled.

"I didn't see the gouache car? We are playing here every day. The gouache car usually comes over in the morning, and goes to the antique street in the afternoon."

"Don't see?"

Lu Shengyi feels that the child is deliberately lying.

Seeing his expression, the little girl opened her eyes and looked back seriously.

"I am telling the truth. There are no cars on the street today. I don't believe you to ask other people. There is nothing on the street."

At this time, the other children also ran to join.

"Yeah, yeah, I’m still prepared to come over and buy something. It’s really strange that those carts are gone."

"This brother said that he just saw a ritual gouache." The little girl pointed to Lu Shengdao.

"Where? Where?"

"I didn't see it, this street is so big."

"What did your brother see in your dreams? Hehe..."

A group of little guys said and started laughing again.

The smile on Lu Sheng’s face gradually disappeared.

He turned to look at the goldfish restaurant.

The people in the shadows come and go, and the business is booming.

There is a lot of excitement over there, in stark contrast to the desertedness of the streets here.

"So have you seen....."

Lu Sheng turned back and his voice stopped.

The children around him didn’t know when and they were all gone.

Look around the street, cold and clear, empty, nothing.

Not even pedestrians.

The child’s noise suddenly disappeared. It is reasonable to say that these young children cannot be so tacit, and all disappeared.

Lu Sheng is self-confident, and he is also a man who has practiced a black tiger knife. He can hear the wind and even the wild wolf can find out that he has not found the sound of several children leaving.

Looking at the ridiculously dead street, he suddenly shuddered and walked quickly toward the goldfish restaurant.

Oh...

The footsteps are clear and abnormal. The closer he is to the restaurant, the more he feels warm.

Hey! !

Suddenly, like breaking the water from the water, Lu Sheng suddenly felt that everything around him was alive and full of life.

A guest with a temperature was passing by him. Someone accidentally bumped into him and quickly said sorry to him.

Another son-in-law came down from the carriage and walked into the restaurant with a smile, and was greeted by Xiao Yan.

Standing in front of the restaurant, Lu Sheng went to see the street selling gouache, but I didn't know when there were some passers-by.

It’s totally different from the previous cold.

Lu Sheng took a breath and took a quick stop to stop a carriage.

"Go to the road."

"Well, you are seated!"

The coachman took a whip and the thin old horse slowly moved.

Sitting in the car, Lu Sheng is thinking about the things he encountered before.

The hawker, the group of children, are all abnormal.

He now recalls that the smile on the hawker's face seems to be motionless, giving a very false taste.

Reminiscent of the Xu family tragedy, he suddenly felt the feeling of the mountains and rains coming to the wind.

"This city is getting more and more dangerous...." he murmured.

The carriage quickly arrived at the gate of Lufu.

The concierge saw the road win sitting in the car and hurriedly greeted him.

"Da Gongzi, are you back?"

The porter surnamed Wang, the family ranked eighth, everyone called him a small eight on weekdays, is a very clever young man, this year only seventeen, is to inherit his work, but also to the road home to do the concierge.

Xiao Bahe Lu Sheng is also very familiar, and often tells Lu Sheng some interesting things that are circulating outside the city.

This is also Lu Sheng love to listen to.

"Master is there?"

Lu Sheng got off the bus and paid for it, and asked casually.

"The lord went to the door again, and the magistrate called him, as if he was looking for something."

Xiao Ba smiled.

"What are you looking for?"

Lu Sheng has been busy with his own affairs for a few days, but he did not care about the government.

"what?"