What spiritual platform? I frowned slightly.

Although the man in front of me was interesting, his words were too inexplicable.

But he waved his hand loudly, bit his cigarette mouth, and said to me: "I am the most annoying to others about too many questions. What do you want to ask? Hehe, I won't answer."

While he was talking, he vomited another mouthful of smoke. I don’t know how he did it. The smoke actually formed a large cloud-like thing that would not dissipate for a long time.

I was stunned again. After playing with these tricks, I thought he was very handsome.

But he narrowed his eyes and said to me, "Because, I don't know you."

"I didn't say I must have wanted to ask." I was helpless.

At this time, someone had already brought two bowls of bitter tea. He didn't say anything, but he picked it up and took a big sip, and then suddenly asked me: "Don't you want to know me?"

Regarding this man who spoke a little strangely, I suddenly decided not to go around with him. I said directly: "I found that there are too many interesting people in this market, and I want to know each other. But I don't have time, so I came here to find out the news. If you have news, I hope you can tell me if I can talk to you for 5,000 yuan. If you don't have news, I will ask someone else."

"Interesting." He extinguished the cigarette in his hand and asked me very directly: "Who are you looking for?"

"Zhao Yinuo, in fact, I don't know whether he is in this area. But I heard that people can only move in the western city in this city, right?" I looked at him and said seriously.

At the same time, with hope, I always feel that this man should know a lot about the inner market.

Who knows, after asking for my words for a long time, he didn't answer me.

I could only wait patiently. After about a minute, the man in front of me suddenly sighed and said, "The price has been increased. You don't have to talk to me for 5,000 yuan, come in with me. You can talk to me for a more expensive one."

"I don't have that much money." I said very directly.

"I invited you from the beginning." As he spoke, he suddenly picked up the mask on the table and pressed it on my face.

I didn't understand his behavior, but I still put on the mask... Everyone here was busy reading the thread-bound book and didn't notice me at all. Moreover, the position I chose was exactly a position with my back facing the hall. Even if I took off my mask just now, no one should see me, right?

But the key is, why did he wear a mask on me?

I buried this question in my heart and didn't ask it. He had turned around and walked towards the inner room of the hall and signaled me to follow.

It seems that there is a chance to find Zhao Yinuo, so I stood up and followed immediately.

At this time, I realized that I had not attracted much attention as soon as I came in. Now I followed him into the inner room, but was watched by everyone, as if I was a star walking on the red carpet.

I couldn't tell the deep meaning in these people's eyes, but I immediately understood why he put on a mask on me.

I followed him silently, and was about to reach the inner room.

In a relatively comfortable and gorgeous position, an old man with a bald head and a hunched back suddenly stood up and asked in a sarcastic voice: "Boss, is this your sky-high tea finally sold?"

This man in such a cold place, casually wearing vests and shorts is the boss of this place?

It’s really a person who shouldn’t behave like a person! Before, I thought he was at most a ‘lobby manager’!

Faced with this sarcastic question, the man walking in front of me suddenly stopped and looked at the old man with a calm expression, wondering what he was thinking?

The old man didn't look at him, but just coughed like a veteran, then looked at me and said, "Boy, you paid for the sky-high tea, which means there is always a price. Since it's a price, you might as well reveal that I think everyone present and the people behind them are interested in knowing it. If you don't say it, hahaha..."

He suddenly became sarcastic again. After laughing, he narrowed his eyes and said to me: "Then you have to consider whether you can leave this inner city alive."

This old man frowned. When did I buy the sky-high tea? But the man didn't speak, so I couldn't explain, for fear that his secret would be revealed as soon as he opened his mouth.

But he didn't expect that the man suddenly laughed, took a step forward, and faced the old man directly, and suddenly an unparalleled aura burst out from his body. He spoke, still calmly, and said, "You have to take care of my business?"

Speaking of this, his words suddenly changed, and his voice became thick and sharp: "Or do you dare to care?"

The old man seemed to be shocked by the man's aura and wanted to sit down several times, but he was obviously unwilling to accept it. It seemed that he had struggled for a long time before he said a little weakly: "Even if I don't care, will others ignore it? You are amazing, there are so many people around you..."

"Haha, anyone who wants to come and cause trouble is OK! I, Old Zhao, don't need to explain to anyone." As he spoke, his former domineering aura dissipated again, and he turned into a lazy and free manner again. He then said: "I will cut down the Tao today, and you can come, it's best to come in groups, so as not to get rid of trouble again and again."

After saying this, he turned around impatiently and signaled me to follow.

By the way, he 'splashed' and shouted and cursed: "If you have the ability, go and grab a spiritual platform and stare at me! Is my spiritual platform suitable for you to speak?"

I don’t know the right and wrong here, so it’s natural that it’s not convenient to comment. I can only follow the man in silence.

As for what this spiritual platform is, I have a vague concept in my mind, which definitely does not refer to human spiritual platform, but seems to refer to this building.

While I was thinking, I was already taken into the inner room by this man.

In addition to a small table for tea for the guests outside, there are several huge shelves. The shelves are covered with thread-bound books, and even bamboo slips are there, which are much more than those placed outside casually. But I don’t know what the specific content is, but I feel very itchy in my heart and want to read these books.

Who knew that the man was not staying here, but took me on his way inside.

There was only a small room left inside, and he had no hindrance and opened the door and went in.

I followed it in.

I found that it seemed to be a dormitory-like layout inside, a simple camp bed, a cabinet, and a desk, even all the furniture, and the messy miscellaneous items were thrown, which was no different from the rooms of many men.

The only thing that is more conspicuous is that there is an upward stone staircase in the innermost part of the room.

It is still in the style of exterior walls, black stone, red clay... all have the same heavy feeling as primitive tribes.

I stood at the door and didn't go in because there was almost no place to stay.

But he didn't mind, so he casually slashed the ground, opened a piece of open space, lit another cigarette, and said to me: "Come in."

I walked in, he sat down in the open space, and I sat down with me.

He reached out and touched the side, and took out an iron flat pot from a pile of clothes, shoes and socks like a magic trick. He opened it and it was intoxicating. He took a sip and suddenly said with a sigh: "The days are getting harder day by day, but this wine is getting harder to find."

It seems that I have been living here very hard? I took off my mask and spoke very directly: "You said you were Lao Zhao just now?"

He held a cigarette in his mouth and looked at me squintedly and said, "Don't ask questions clearly. If you can't tell me any reason, I will kick you out of here by myself. Because I brought you in, I caused me trouble. No one who wants to find me has ever broken into my place so recklessly."

I was a little depressed, I didn't know anything, I could be considered as "a blind cat hit a dead mouse"?

I took out the letter written by the old beast from my arms, but said, "I don't want to be so reckless. But you came to talk to me first."

What I'm talking about is the facts.

The answer is already very obvious. The person in front of me is the person that the beast elder wants me to find - Zhao Yinuo.

Things seem to be very smooth at critical moments... But can the process you have gone through all the way?

Zhao Yinuo grabbed the letter in my hand, but he didn't rush to open it. Instead, he spoke to me: "Do you think I care about you? There was such a big noise in the inner city just now, Bai Gu is crazy. It would be too difficult for you to think I don't know! If you didn't come in, you would smell like that guy with white light..."

When he said this, he stopped talking, but instead touched his nose, which was already very obvious.

I have the smell of Lord Bai? Specifically, I just had two simple collisions with him and couldn't even get into the fight. I was actually smelled by Zhao Yinuo?

Is this the real reason why he talked to me?

I always feel that he hasn't finished everything, because when he said this, he no longer had the refreshing intention of speaking before, and instead felt a little hesitant.

Zhao Yinuo ignored me, but was watching the letter written by Old Beast attentively.

After a long time, he looked up and said, "Is the old beast crazy? Let you, a guy like you, fulfill his wish? Was he crazy by the previous waste?"
Chapter completed!