Baili Bailing got up late.

Every morning for the past six months, he would wake up to the sound of snow clearing outside the door. It's like a pre-programmed alarm clock, and it's almost a part of his life. He slept lightly, and the slightest noise woke him up, which was one of the reasons why he chose to make his home away from the center of town.

After that, he would simply wash and clean, then open the door, stand at the door, and solemnly say hello to the old woman who was cleaning the streets—she was not a full-time cleaner, but a warm-hearted old man who "couldn't get used to seeing the streets covered with snow" and went out to clean up spontaneously.

The wrinkles on her face are deep, and when she laughs, she twists into a hemp rope, giving a very kind impression. "You look so good, like a girl. The old woman said, "My grandson looked like that when he was a child, but he is now married." ”

Bai Ling didn't know her grandson, and in the same way, he never knew what it was like to have relatives, but he could appreciate the old man's kindness. Sometimes, the old woman would bring him some pastries that he had "accidentally made too much". Strictly speaking, he didn't need to eat at all, but he couldn't bear to let down the other party's kindness, so he always thanked her seriously and accepted her gift with both hands.

Sometimes it's scones, sometimes it's rice cakes, and the uniform feature is that the pieces are big and very honest, like bricks. Its taste can be said to be quite simple, not sweet or greasy, at first glance there is no feature in the mouth, but the more you chew, the more flavorful it is. Between the rough fibers and particles, full of the simple old lady in the countryside for 70 years of life experience, eating and eating, often can make Bai Ling have a kind of "nostalgia" for no reason.

It wasn't until he swallowed the last bite that he realized that he had eaten enough, and there was no place for lunch in his stomach. But he always felt inexplicably that there was nothing wrong with starting the day in this way.

This is probably the so-called "fulfillment"!

Today, however, he slept until noon, during which time he did not hear a sound. By the time he got out of bed, the street was as quiet as if he hadn't woken up.

He opened the bamboo curtain behind the window, and the sunlight poured in like a tide, and a trace of long-lost warmth flowed into his blood. Through the window, he could see the appearance of the small street at the door—the white and square brick surface was clean, and there was not a single snowflake.

It became clear to him at once that this was not artificially swept out. The fresh breath that flowed in the air clearly told him: spring has arrived.

It's been a long time.

"Knock knock knock!"

A quick knock on the door dispelled the emotion that had just been born in his heart.

He didn't have time to wash carefully, so he grabbed a coat from his hand and put it on, and then on the way to open the door, he casually brushed the gray hair that slept unkemptly.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

"Click!"

The crisp sound of the deadbolt being pulled open interrupted the noisy and rude knock on the door, and Bai Ling held on to the doorknob and stood at the main entrance of his shop, "Bailing House", looking at the visitors outside the door with a blank face.

It was a girl who looked a few years older than him, or rather, a monster girl. She has a pair of short horns on her head, her hair is a mixture of black, red, and gray, plus a pair of cloudy red pupils.

Despite this, she wore a high-end suit that did not match her status, and carried a tightly wrapped cloth bag in her arms. The cloth bag was in the shape of a disc, about two palms wide, and Bai Ling sensed a rather large flow of energy from under the layers of fabric—like the glow of the sun, shining in all directions, endlessly.

"This kind of spiritual power has never been found in mortal artifacts. He thought of it for the first time, "This uninvited guest, I'm afraid it's not small." ”

However, his shop is open to all customers equally, and he doesn't care if the other party is a human or a ghost, great or small, and how many unsavory secrets are hidden behind it. As long as the other party is willing to pay and can communicate normally, he will treat everyone equally. For those secrets that others don't want to take the initiative to reveal, he doesn't pay much attention.

"Dare to ask this rare guest," he asked with a straight face, in a calm and flat tone, "why do you come to the Humble House?"

"Hu......h?"

The guest was stunned for a moment, then touched the back of his head and laughed awkwardly.

Maybe Bai Ling's appearance at this time is a little too fierce! Usually, he gives people the impression that he is a meticulous and somewhat cute teenager. But now, he is disheveled and disheveled, and he seems to be a little paralyzed when he sleeps, and at a glance he gives people a feeling of "not getting along", even though he looks only thirteen or fourteen years old.

"Yes...... That's right, listen to me!"

After a moment of hesitation, the monster girl put away her smile and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Bai Ling, only to hear him say:

"Dare to ask for your name?"

"Evil spirits," replied the maiden, "as you can see, they are evil spirits. ”

Then, with a little uneasiness, she asked:

"You guys shouldn't reject the Heavenly Evil Ghost here, right?"

"No," Bai Ling shook his head, "There are a lot of guests here, and everyone is treated equally. ”

"One...... Haha......"

Good and evil smiled happily, although Bai Ling had already seen that she was not smiling sincerely.

"That's good, that's good!"

As he spoke, he patted him on the shoulder as if he was very close to Bai Ling. There was a strong smell of smoke on her body, which Bai Ling didn't like, so he instinctively resisted her physical contact. When he frowned slightly and moved the hand that was on his shoulder, the word "embarrassment" was almost written on the face of good and evil.

Bai Ling didn't care what she thought, elegant, and extremely stubborn, he was such a person. Even if he offends others because of this, he will not feel sorry for it.

"May I ask this ghost man," Bai Ling said again with a straight look, taking the words that he would say to every guest, "what do you need, what do you want?"

"Required...... What are you asking for......" Zhengxiao scratched his hair and said with a smile, "My head is not very bright...... You're just asking me, what do you mean you're doing here?"

Bai Ling was silent when he heard this, but nodded.

"That's right!"

The good and evil took out the cloth bag under the suit, grabbed it with both hands, and handed it to Bai Ling.

"That's right, I have a family heirloom here, it's a mirror. She said, "Listen to the old man, this thing was used as an artifact for worshipping the gods in ancient times. But now, it's just a dusty ornament. ”

"It just so happened that my family was going to build a new house recently, and I was very short of money, so I wanted to use this useless thing as some money to subsidize the family. But I went to several pawnshops, but none of them were willing to accept them. So I wondered, it stands to reason that this thing should be quite valuable, why wouldn't I take it? And then I went to you, and I wanted you to see if this mirror was worth anything, and how much it was worth. ”

When he said this, good and evil always remained there, and he put the mirror wrapped in cloth in the posture of his hands, obviously hoping that Bai Ling would take it. But Bai Ling just stood there motionless from beginning to end, listening quietly. When she had finished, he pushed back the cloth bag that had been handed out, and said:

"Xiao Sheng already understands the situation of the Ghost Man Clan. As for this mirror......"

"Unfortunately, this mirror could not have been sold. It's not that it's worthless, it's worth a fortune, but it can't be measured in money. ”

"Xiao Sheng has a lot to say about this mirror, but it is not appropriate to talk about it at length here. ”

As he spoke, he leaned sideways to make way for some of the entrance to the door, bowed his head slightly, and said:

"Please come into the house and talk about it. ”