Kanagawa Taoist College Students

"I want this one." Li Xuehao squatted down and picked up the Chinese version of the swimsuit photo book. The cover showed a beautiful woman in a white swimsuit. He didn't recognize it. This wasn't the focus of his attention. What he was confused about was, This photo album exudes a faint evil spirit. It is obvious that it has been in contact with a spirit body, or in other words, has been touched by a spirit body.

But the little fat man setting up the stall didn't have evil spirits on him, and since it was his stuff, why wasn't he himself contaminated with evil spirits, but the things he sold had evil spirits?

Therefore, it is certain that these photo albums are not his personal collection at all. They are probably "wholesale" from other places and sold here pretending to be collections.

"Thank you guest, it's only 300 yen." The little fat man licked his lips, his eyes were shining with gold, and he finally sold a copy. Does this customer like Chinese swimsuit photos? Then he became a little annoyed again. That was because he suddenly thought that the photo albums from his country were probably too ordinary, while the foreign photo albums were more attractive. No wonder the business was so bad. If he had known earlier, he should have bought more "treasure" ones. Foreign photo albums for sale.

Li Xuehao paid the money and asked casually: "Can you tell me where this photo album comes from?"

"Guest, these are my treasures and have been for several years." The little fat man said with a smile, telling lies without blinking an eye.

"Oh?" Li Xuehao was thinking about whether to use some small means to make him "take the initiative" to say it. A hand stretched out from beside Leng Buding and grabbed the photo album in his hand. Of course, he easily avoided it. .

"I'm sorry, can you show me this photo album?" The person next to him was a little annoyed that he didn't get the photo album, so he put on a smile instead.

"No!" Li Xuehao refused directly. This guy who couldn't get it and begged shamelessly was a young man in his mid-twenties. He looked gentle, but he looked at people with a superior attitude, and he spoke in spoken Japanese. With a weird accent, it doesn't sound unskilled, but it makes people feel weird.

If the other party asked politely at the beginning, he would still consider it and even lend it to the other party to look at, but that kind of attitude of just reaching out and grabbing it is annoying.

The gentle young man was stunned. He probably didn't expect to be rejected so simply, but he was not discouraged and directly said boldly: "How much did you pay for it, I will pay ten times the price."

"Hiss—" Before Li Xuehao could speak, the fat man setting up the stall had his eyes widened. Ten times the price, isn't that 3,000 yen? He suddenly regretted that he had sold the photo album a little earlier. If he had sold it later, wouldn't the 3,000 yen be his?

"I won't sell it." Li Xuehao flatly refused again. Not to mention the evil spirit on the photo album that made him interested, even if it was just an ordinary book, given the other party's attitude, he would not sell it at all.

"Twenty times!" Seeing his refusal, the gentle young man made bold statements again.

The fat man running the stall opened his mouth wide enough to swallow an egg, staring at the photo album he had just sold. If he could, he really wanted to snatch it back.

"I already said I won't sell it." Li Xuehao frowned. He didn't understand why the other party wanted to buy the photo album in his hand. No matter how you looked at it, the other party was just an ordinary person. Obviously he was not attracted by the evil spirit on the photo album. Then And for what purpose? Is it fun to steal other people's things?

"A hundred times!" The gentle young man directly increased the price, as if he had to get what he wanted.

The fat man who set up the stall almost dropped his jaw. The price was a hundred times higher, which was 30,000 yen, but he sold it for 300 yen! Damn it!

"You don't understand or you didn't hear?" Li Xuehao's eyes turned cold. It was obvious that the other party was neither of the two situations. It was clear that he wanted to use money to pressure others.

The gentle young man was also angry. He had already paid a hundred times the price, but the young man in front of him actually didn't plan to sell it to him. His tone became colder and full of threats: "If you don't sell it to me now, you will wait. Suddenly you may not even be able to get the original price.”

The implication is that he will eventually get the photo album, but someone may lose the price of the book.

It can be seen that he seems to have some background, otherwise he probably would not have said such a thing.

"Then I'll wait." Li Xuehao smiled faintly, threatening him? Okay, it just so happens that I can play with each other.

The little fat man setting up the stall came back to his senses. When the two of them were silent, he couldn't wait to introduce it to the gentle young man: "Guest, I also have many swimsuit photo albums here, including Hanazawa Miyu, Sato Misaki, Nakanishi Mio, Yui Tsuchiya, Yuno Araki... they are all my personal collection. Each copy is only 1,000 yen. 1,000 yen is fine." Just now, each copy was 300 yen, but in the blink of an eye, the price has increased. Who can let someone The guy who pays a hundred times as much is too rich.

The gentle young man ignored him at all and instinctively wanted to get angry, but after realizing where this place was, he endured it, snorted coldly, turned around and left. But before leaving, he gave a threatening look at a certain young man who didn't know how to be polite.

Li Xuehao knew that he would come back later, so he did not do anything secretly. He waited for the other party to retaliate against him.

The little fat man was extremely disappointed when he saw the gentle young man leaving. He thought he could make a lot of money, but he didn't expect that the rich man didn't even look at his "private collection". It seemed that foreign photo albums were more attractive. ah.

Listening to the little fat man sighing, the golden light in Li Xuehao's eyes flashed faintly, and he shook the photo album in his hand: "Tell me, how did you get this photo album?"

The little fat man instinctively wanted to refuse to answer, but his mouth refused to obey. He answered honestly: "I bought it from an old bookstore."

"Where is that second-hand bookstore and what is it called?" Li Xuehao asked again.

The little fat man wanted to cover his mouth with his hands, but he lost control of his hands: "Just north of Philosophy Road, there is a small shop called 'Sea of ​​Books'. Each photo album only costs 105 yen." He said, his eyes widening, this was not what he wanted to say, but he couldn't help but say it.

"Very good, thank you." Li Xuehao nodded, thanked him, and turned around to leave.

The little fat man had a ghostly expression on his face. Those words were not what he wanted to say at all. Why did he say them?

Li Xuehao took the photo album in his hand and flipped through it casually. There was not one model in the photo album, but several. However, the beautiful woman wearing a white swimsuit on the cover accounted for a greater proportion, and he was more I noticed that the evil spirit in the book was more concentrated on the page with this beauty in a white swimsuit.