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Jingle Bell--

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'Qianji Groceries' kept ringing the phone.

"Master, it's no wonder you didn't answer the phone, it turned out to be forgotten in the store."

Standing outside the store, Ah Hao propped up a backpack that slid down his shoulders, and suddenly said when he heard the bell from the store.

Frowning, hanging up the phone, the voice in the grocery store stopped abruptly.

Hearing the words of the apprentice on the side, Lin Jiuying walked to the door of the store and listened carefully. The two thick and long eyebrows formed a big 'one' along with the frowning brows.

"I see, it's not just forgetting to bring your phone."

Retracting her head turned to the side, Lin Jiuying turned her head and shook her head at her apprentice.

"Well, Master, have you found something?!"

Hearing Lin Jiuying's words, Ah Hao quickly asked.

As an apprentice, he knew very well that although the usual master was careful and stingy, he was a master with real skills and would not lie to himself about this kind of thing.

"Listen carefully."

Without answering Ah Hao's question directly, Lin Jiuying pointed at the door of the grocery store behind him.

The latter hurried forward and put his ear against the door of the shop.

Not only Ah Hao, but even a few Chinese who joined in the fun also stepped forward, leaning against the shop door and listening.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Right outside the door of the grocery store, Ah Hao covered his other ear with one hand, and sure enough, he heard a faint sound from the grocery store.

"Really, there really is a sound in the grocery store..."

Ahao was not the only one who heard the noise. Hearing the clatter from the shop, a tanned Chinese from Chinatown immediately opened his mouth and exclaimed.

"Really or not, why didn't I hear anything?"

"That's because your ears are not good. You can't try it without my position."

"Hey, really, I heard it, and there was really a voice coming from the store."

Leaning outside the store, a few Chinese people were chatting about what they heard.

"You're talking about old money, it's really not authentic, obviously people are in the store, and the mobile phone can get through, but I can't get out."

Of course, some people responded quickly and scolded a few words.

"It shouldn't be, Lao Qian, although he is greedy for money, he is not a **** to this point."

But there are people who speak for him.

After all, after all these years as a neighbor in Chinatown, everyone who should have known has already known.

"Master, what is going on here?"

Listening to the chatter of the Chinese people in Chinatown, Ah Hao turned to look at the master Lin Jiuying behind him.

The latter frowned, pinched his fingers in the direction of the grocery store and pondered silently for a few seconds before replying: "Perhaps, it's not that I didn't hear the bell, but I couldn't get out after hearing it."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the Chinese people in the surrounding Chinatown to respond, Lin Jiuying immediately shouted at the apprentice at the door of the store with one hand.

"Ahao, support me."

"Okay, master."

Hearing Lin Jiuying's words, Ah Hao immediately responded, and folded his hands in front of him while orienting his luggage.

With Ah Hao's gesture, Lin Jiuying, who was opposite him, stepped forward a few steps, stepped on his palm and jumped lightly, and the whole person jumped up to the second floor of the grocery store.

"good!"

From Lin Jiuying speaking to jumping up to the second floor, the whole process went smoothly.

A few Chinese watching the lively around saw Lin Jiuying appearing steadily on the second floor of the store, and subconsciously shouted ok.

Because of the age, most buildings in Chinatown separate the first and second floors, with shops downstairs and residential houses upstairs. Of course, even so, a floor height of more than two meters is not something that ordinary people can do. It was easy to climb up, not to mention that Lin Jiuying didn't use her hands throughout the whole process, just relying on Ah Hao's pad, she easily climbed up to the second floor.

Standing on the balcony on the second floor, Lin Jiuying nodded to Ah Hao outside the store with her hands behind her back.

Click!

A few minutes later, the locked shop door on the first floor was opened.

slam-la-

And with the opening of the grocery store, the faint clattering sound that had just come from inside became a bit louder.

"master."

Standing at the door of the store, looking at Lin Jiuying coming out of the grocery store, Ah Hao quickly picked up the luggage on the ground and moved closer.

"How about it, are people in the store?"

Hearing the apprentice's question, Lin Jiuying glanced at Ah Hao in front of him and the many Chinese in Chinatown who went up with him, and nodded.

"The man is indeed in the shop, but..."

"But what?"

"However, he is in a rush now and doesn't pay any attention to us at all."

Lin Jiuying's remarks were a bit rambunctious, not to mention his apprentice Ah Hao, even the surrounding Chinese were a little confused.

In this regard, Lin Jiuying didn't say anything, but reached out and grabbed the duffel bag on Ah Hao's shoulder, and said: "The specific situation, you will understand after you see it for yourself."

Following Lin Jiuying's words, Ah Hao and a few Chinese people who were watching the excitement came to the second floor of the grocery store.

"Hey, Hongzhong!"

"Haha, of course..."

"Bar, I like bar, you take care of me..."

"...Don't blame me for being ruthless. As the saying goes, there are no fathers and sons at the mahjong table. As long as they are on the mahjong table, even fathers and sons have to settle accounts..."

"Fuck it again, give money to money!"

"Why, you are jealous of my good luck, tell you that luck is innate, you can't envy it, I think when I was young, I was able to be in Chinatown even with this good luck..."

Walking into the grocery store, the clattering sound became a bit heavier~www.readwn.com~ and there was a voice talking to itself along with the clattering sound.

Follow Lin Jiuying to the second floor.

Compared with the storefront of the grocery store on the first floor, the second floor is a bit more homely. There is a built-up kitchen at the corner, a bedroom on the left, and a living room on the right, where the curtains are drawn and darkened. A dim yellow chandelier was on, and in front of the mahjong table under the lamp, Lao Qian was sitting alone, drawing cards and playing cards.

In the dim living room, an old man was sitting at the table and talking to himself playing mahjong. This scene was terrifying.

And this strange scene really startled everyone who followed.

"Master, your friend, shouldn't it be Alzheimer's, otherwise why are you playing mahjong alone in the living room, and you are so excited?"

After swallowing, Ah Hao turned to look at Lin Jiuying beside him, and said a little scared.

"He is not Alzheimer's, but is fascinated by ghosts, so he is playing mahjong with ghosts."

Shaking his head and looking at the old money at the mahjong table, Lin Jiuying said with a frown.