Early in the morning, Tom Chen was sitting on his office chair with his legs crossed, working hard on a dog newspaper that published information on dog fighting. He didn't pay attention to someone pushing the door in, until the other person called him, and he reluctantly Put the dog down.
"boss."
Seeing that it was Gu Jianqiu who called him, he looked at the clock on the wall and found that Gu Jianqiu started work half an hour earlier than the agreed time, so he stretched out and said hello: "Have you had breakfast? "
Tom's attitude was very casual, and he had a ready-made academic certificate and photos. Tom Chen used his connections to investigate Gu Jianqiu's details that night, so he never worried about Gu Jianqiu's money running away.
"have eaten."
"But I haven't yet. Go to the stall across the street and buy two fried sticks and a bowl of tofu puffs for me."
After telling Gu Jianqiu, Tom picked up the dog newspaper again and ignored the other party.
Gu Jianqiu didn't say anything. He turned around and went out to buy the tofu puffs and fried dough sticks that Tom wanted from the breakfast stall across the street. After saying hello, he went to the weapons rack and took down several rapid-fire rifles that were obviously lacking in maintenance and wiped them with a gun cloth.
By the time Tom Chen finished reading the dog newspaper and had breakfast, Gu Jianqiu had already cleaned and maintained the rapid-fire rifles.
He came to Gu Jianqiu with a fried dough stick in his mouth, and without making any comments on his behavior, he glanced at the clear-eyed rifle, threw an employee handbook to Gu Jianqiu, and said: "Come with me, I will take you to get familiar with me. store."
As Tom led Gu Jianqiu up the stairs to the second floor, he said: "Hualong Single Soldier is owned by Citigroup's BCT. Potsdam is Citigroup's largest arms company. Although our store is not big, it is powerful. . The most important thing is that compared to the outdated Haitang state-owned stores next door, we don’t care who our customers are. As long as we have money, we can do business with anyone.”
The fried dough sticks in his mouth were moving around, looking a little funny: "The sailors at the port who have sailed from all over the world, the local industrialists and local clans in Jiangning, the pickets of various trade unions, and the people on the rivers and lakes Party clubs... Of course, there will be real heavenly officials coming to visit occasionally. The guests you usually receive are probably those cuckoo sailors who speak bad Begonia dialect. These people have no luck. You just deal with it. However, If there are customers who come with a genuine Tianguan license, you must inform me as soon as possible and don't make any arbitrary decisions."
The space on the second floor suddenly opened up. It was much larger than the first floor, and the variety of goods was more abundant. Gu Jianqiu even saw a dismembered individual soldier exoskeleton, with a total length of three meters. This type of exoskeleton armor is a killer weapon in street fighting. Only trained professional soldiers or martial artists have enough ECG to drive, starting with at least fifteen standard ECGs.
"All the weapons here are separated from ammunition. If the customer requires live ammunition test firing, let him go to the backyard, and the ammunition will be taken from this locked cabinet. I will give you an extra key later."
Tom Chen opened the cabinet and pointed at the various types of bullets on it: "Begonia Flying Tiger Bullet, Dujuan Tactical Mauser, Citigroup No. 12, you should have learned these contents. If you don't know them, please read the employee operation manual in your hand. "
He looked serious: "All the ammunition in this cabinet is registered, the consumption of each test firing must be recorded, every shell must be retained, and the inventory must be counted every day. If a sheriff comes to you with a certificate to investigate, You just need to cooperate, and if you don’t know something, just say you don’t know, but don’t talk too much.”
He patted Gu Jianqiu's shoulder and said meaningfully: "I regard you as one of my own."
"Understood, boss."
Gu Jianqiu's expression was dull.
"I'm going out in a while. I'll leave this place to you. Remember to feed the dog at noon."
After saying that, Tom Chen put on a coat, changed his shoes and was about to go downstairs. Suddenly, as if remembering something, he took out a ten-dollar bill from his pocket and stuffed it into Gu Jianqiu's chest pocket: "Your boss is not someone who likes to take advantage of employees." You are a cheap person, and I treat you as a treat. Do it well, and I will not treat you badly."
"thank you boss."
When Tom Chen left the house, Gu Jianqiu tidied up the two floors of Hualong Single Soldier again, mopped the floor, packed up last night's food packaging waste, rearranged the messy shelves, and even flushed the backyard. The thin dog was released from the cage and filled a handful of minced meat into the food bowl. After doing all this, I saw no customers. Gu Jianqiu finally took out the book "Nv Qing·Ghost Law" from his arms and started to read it.
"The ghosts in the sky, hundreds of ghosts, the surname of the emperor, the master of the ghosts in the six directions of the sky..."
At first glance, this is just an ordinary scripture introducing all the ghosts in the world. It was written by an ominous author and is nothing unusual. But if an old religious priest reads this book, he will definitely be furious and denounce it as heresy and fallacy. Even the thrift store goddess who sells this book will get into trouble.
Because the book blatantly denounces the highest deity of the old school, God Haotian, and the Five Emperors as ghosts from the Six Heavens. The "ghosts high in the sky and ten thousand feet high" in the scripture refer to God Haotian. This scripture accuses Haotian of "killing only those who are willing to do so." "People, hundreds of billions of dead people" are the ghost masters of the Six Heavens.
The author of the scripture also requires living people not to sacrifice the six-day old ghosts, and respects the so-called "three-day righteousness". He believes that the Supreme Three Pure Ones are the leaders of all gods. There is no doubt that this is an evil book that subverts the old learning.
Gu Jianqiu read it over and over twice and didn't care much about the content in the book. He insisted on republican beliefs in later generations and was indifferent to all idealistic religions. He just wanted to use this psychic antique to quickly improve his ECG level.
But then I thought about it, the old religion was huge at that time. The empire spent hundreds of millions on sacrifices every year and supported no less than 100,000 priests. The old religion touched every aspect of Haitang society. It would be somewhat troublesome to let them know that they have this scripture in their hands.
It seems that I have to carefully figure out this antique and cannot show it to others easily.
Just as he was thinking about it, Gu Jianqiu suddenly felt his nose feel hot, followed by a sudden flow of blood. In no time, my hands were covered with it.
Gu Jianqiu put down the book, covered his mouth and nose and was about to stand up, when he felt the world was spinning and he passed out just like that.
"Ouch! Ouch!"
I don't know how long it took, but Gu Jianqiu noticed something licking his face. He woke up slowly and found that Tom Chen's thin dog was gently nudging him with its nose, whining from time to time.
He sat up, leaving the scriptures on the ground. Apart from a slight headache, he was fine.
"A little careless."
Gu Jianqiu smiled bitterly. The reason why channeling is denounced as an evil way is because it is very dangerous. People who come into contact with psychic antiques are almost the same as being haunted by evil spirits in the secular sense. It is not impossible to lose their minds and even lose their lives.
In addition, even God denounced this evil book as a ghost. Not to mention its weirdness and perverseness, it is probably the most vicious and evil among psychic antiques.
