Su Ran looked at the man and smiled, "Hello, what do you want to buy?"

The man took a look at Su Ran first.

Then he looked at the things around him and finally chose the most expensive bottle of wine, 381 bottles.

"Boss, is this the best wine you have here?"

"yes."

"It's not expensive."

The tone of the rich is different. Three hundred and eight are enough for Su Ran to eat how much breakfast she has eaten and how many crayfish she has eaten several times.

"The quality of something is not the price people give it, but the content inside it."

Su Ran felt that he had the potential to be a philosopher recently. If this makes sense, it would be a one-by-one word.

The man seemed to agree with Su Ran's words, opened it and took a sip, paused, and then drank a big gulp.

If I hadn't known that he was drinking alcohol, I would have thought this guy was thirsty.

Drink it all in one breath and exclaimed.

"Boss, you really don't bully me. Although this wine is not expensive, it is definitely one of the most delicious I have ever tasted."

Su Ran smiled and reached out, "Three Hundred and Eight, is it cash or scan the code?"

The man smiled and made a fortune, and took away all the inventory from the wine just now.

A total of 7,600 yuan, which is almost a year's turnover for Su Ran.

It's just a fortune.

"Boss, is your name Su Ran?"

The man looked at the sign on the wall.

"yes,"

The man didn't say much, but just left quickly with the wine.

After that, there was no business again, but Su Ran was already very satisfied. With this money, he could not worry about eating for a long time.

It's night.

The door of the upper and lower grocery store was knocked again, and Su Ran also said as usual, "It's closed, please be early tomorrow."

However, the people outside the door refused to respond and knocked on the door.

With the deaf and mute man yesterday, Su Ran opened the door very actively this time, but what he saw was not the deaf and mute woman Wu Jiaqi yesterday.

But the man full of death, eternal green.

"I let you go once yesterday, but I didn't expect you to come to me."

Changqing glanced at Su Ran, "Wu Jiaqi will not come."

You knocked on my door in the middle of the night to tell me that a woman would not come.

Who are you treating me as?

Changqing stood outside the door and looked at Su Ran, and Su Ran also looked at him, waiting for Changqing to finish the second half of the sentence.

"I'll buy candles for her."

Su Ran really wants to laugh. Brother, you can't speed up your speaking speed slightly. If I weren't a very patient person.

I'm afraid I'll close the door and go to bed.

"I'm sorry, I don't have candles here, please go back. Also, I don't care what you are, and I'm not the kind of saint who wants to eliminate harm to the people when seeing strange things."

"but,"

Su Ran seriously warned Changqing.

"If you dare to knock on my door for no reason in the middle of the night and disturb my rest, I will definitely stab you to death with one knife."

Changqing didn't say anything, just looked at Su Ran.

Or, it was his speed that made him want to say something, but he couldn't say it.

Su Ran ignored him and was about to close the door, but saw Changqing sending out a piece of paper.

Another piece of paper [Haitang Bookstore www.lvshuw.com]?

In two days, Su Ran received a lot of paper? Is this a sign that I wanted me to start a second side job?

"Wait, please see."

Changqing is obviously the kind of motor nerve that goes far beyond the language nerve. Everything is sent out and only what you want to say is said.

Su Ran took the paper and opened it curiously, and saw a black umbrella painted on it.

Su Ran recognized at a glance that this was Han Qingshu's black umbrella.

After so many years of contact with Su Ran and Han Qingshu, although each of Han Qingshu's black umbrellas is different, they are all passed by Han Qingshu's hands.

Su Ran can definitely see it.

Although this black umbrella was painted on paper, Su Ran felt that the black umbrella was real when he looked at it.

It seems that it was sealed in the painting, not on paper.

“Talk.”

Changqing spoke, still looking at Su Ran.

Su Ran looked at Changqing and seemed to be prepared. With this black umbrella painting, I need to have a good talk.

Su Ran moved aside and "Come in."

Changqing shook his head, "I don't like your place, it scares me. Let's talk outside."

Fear?

dislike?

"Okay, then let's be outside."

Changqing looked at Su Ran, her eyelids not blinking, as if she wanted to see through every blood vessel of Su Ran.

If I hadn't known that you had a language barrier, I would have to poke your eyes blind.

"Wu Jiaqi can't come anymore because she was sealed in the painting, just like the black umbrella in your hand, sealed in the painting."

Enclosed in the painting?

This is quite interesting.

After that, Changqing used his expression ability full of language barriers and spent a long time, allowing Su Ran to endure several northwest winds in the cold wind.

Finally, I made the matter clear.

By chance, Changqing met Wu Jiaqi, who had died.

Changqing is a magical existence. He can see the dead energy of existence, which may be the reason why he will be attracted to Wu Jiaqi.

There is a dead aura that is dissipating in Wu Jiaqi's body, but in this dead aura, Changqing can also see a resentment and unwillingness on Wu Jiaqi's body.

So Changqing used his secret technique to temporarily restore the ability of ordinary people to move and temporarily have memories before his death.

Afterwards, Changqing listened to Wu Jiaqi's story.

It turned out that he and his husband Qu Chao were farmers in remote mountain villages. Because they had more free time at home, they came to the city to find some work.

In this way, you can barely make more money no matter how much you want, so you can have a happy New Year.

But who would have thought that they met someone who made a living by painting.

He said that he hadn't eaten for several days, and hoped to exchange painting for some money for eating.

Qu Chao and Wu Jiaqi are both simple rural people. Even though they are not rich in money, they still agree to that person.

Draw a portrait of Qu Chao and exchange it for some money.

But who knew that on the night Qu Chao got the portrait, Qu Chao died suddenly for no reason.

Without wounds or diseases, he died in horror in his sleep.

When Qu Chao died, his eyes widened, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in his sleep, and was scared to death.

Wu Jiaqi was so sad that he kept leaving with her husband countless times and was suppressed.

No matter what, Wu Jiaqi will send Qu Chao's body back to his hometown, and after being buried in peace, even if he dies again.

However, just when Wu Jiaqi was sending Qu Chao home and resting on the roadside, the person who painted her painted again painted her portrait.

Moreover, the person who painted the painting deliberately appeared and told Wu Jiaqi the truth.

It turns out that the person who painted had a magical ability, which was to paint everything in the painting by him.

If it is a human being, the soul will be dispersed and one will die.

If it is something, it will disappear and be sealed in the painting forever, and will not be liberated.
To be continued...