Glancing at Lin Yuhao and Xiao Le next to him, Qian Xiaodao immediately said with relief: "Uncle, don't worry, since we have encountered this matter, we will definitely take care of it to the end!" ”

The old man lived not far away, and with the help of Qian Xiaodao and the three of them, he slowly and leisurely went to the residence.

After pushing for a while, Xiao Le asked the old man, "Uncle, where do you live, it seems that there is a park in front of you." ”

As Xiao Le said, there is a park in front that has been built for at least 30 years, and there are no houses around.

The old man pointed to an alley two or three meters in front of him: "You can go over this street, and you can walk the alley during the day, but you can't walk at night." ”

"Why can't you go?" Lin Yuhao asked.

"As for why I can't go, I don't know, it's my little girl who said it. Originally, she and I used to walk this alley, but when she was in the third grade of elementary school, one night, she passed by and cried to leave, and she wouldn't let me in. ”

Lin Yuhao and Qian Xiaodao glanced at each other, and the latter asked, "Why, did she see something?" ”

"As for whether I saw it, I don't know, I asked her why, and she said that she couldn't go in here, and as soon as she entered, she felt uncomfortable and shivered with cold."

Lin Yuhao looked at Qian Xiaodao and asked, "Master, are we going to pass by?" ”

"Don't make any extraneous branches, follow the uncle first, this alley doesn't seem to be as simple as it seems."

When passing through the alley, Qian Xiaodao deliberately glanced into the dark inside, but found nothing.

However, the more this is the case, the more careful Qian Xiaodao becomes.

Although Liudao Hitomi is very good, his own strength is limited, and he can only give full play to his fur, and everyone understands the truth that if you don't die, you won't die.

At the end of the street meets the park, separated by a small road.

Then the dim streetlights lit up, and the four of them slowly walked to the end of the road, and a row of houses appeared in front of them—well, if these were still houses.

These houses are arguably worse than the makeshift sheds at construction sites, as they look like they are made of wooden planks, and some of them cover the top floors of the houses with large celebrity posters, always to avoid water leakage.

"What are you still doing in a daze, let's go."

Needless to say, Lin Yuhao's family is wealthy, he usually goes in and out of sports car villas, and it is estimated that he has never seen such a house in his life; Xiao Le was also born in an ancient martial arts family, although he was not rich and noble, but his family was well-off, and he had practiced kung fu since he was a child, and he rarely came into contact with the warmth and coldness of the world, at this time he and Lin Yuhao's expressions were the same.

Surprise!

If they weren't concerned about the feelings of the elderly, they would definitely say in unison: "This box piled up with garbage is also inhabited by people?" ”

Indeed, in terms of appearance, this is indeed a box made of worn-out wooden boards, plastic film, celebrity posters and some miscellaneous things, about seven or eight rooms, but as long as there is a gust of Category 7 typhoons that are common in the southeastern provinces of China, this place can be razed to the ground.

With Qian Xiaodao's reminder, the two looked at each other as if they were walking towards the only one in a row of dilapidated houses that was still lit, and that house was also in the last row, and beyond that was a grove connected to the park.

From the appearance alone, this place looks like a garbage heap, but after coming in, I found that there was no smell of the garbage heap, and there was a faint aroma of osmanthus in the air.

It's the season of osmanthus flowers, and the whole air is filled with an intoxicating fragrance.

Qian Xiaodao felt something, and asked the old man: "Uncle, there is no one else here except you and your granddaughter, right?" ”

The old man nodded: "Yes, they all moved away." Some went back to their hometowns, and some simply went to the countryside, and life in this city was too difficult. ”

Qian Xiaodao sighed: "Indeed, with the recession of the real economy in the past two years, many factories have closed down, companies have laid off employees, and most of the migrant workers have chosen to return to their hometowns. ”

"Young man, you are not very old, but you seem to know a lot."

Without waiting for Qian Xiaodao to speak, Lin Yuhao smiled and said, "Uncle, you don't know, my master has a lot of cows." It's not that I'm bragging, but for now, there's really nothing my master can't do—hey, why are you beating me? ”

"Talk less and do more, only in this way can you live longer."

By this time, everyone had come to the lighted room.

The occupants in the room also seemed to hear a stranger talking outside the door, and secretly looked through the frosted glass.

"Xiaonan, grandpa is back."

Hearing the voice of the old man, the door locked from the inside opened, and at this time, a girl with a height of about one meter six trotted out, and the first thing that caught the eyes of Qian Xiaodao and the three of them was a head of white hair as white as the moonlight on the top of the head.

When they saw the silver thread for the first time, Qian Xiaodao and the others couldn't help but be startled.

At first, Qian Xiaodao thought it was white hair, but when he looked closely, he was silver-haired, a whole head of silver hair!

"Grandpa, who are they?"

The girl's facial features are exquisite, as if they have been deliberately carved by skilled craftsmen, and there is also a hint of aura.

Of course, after seeing fairy-like people like Concubine Wu and Wu Tianmo, Qian Xiaodao has a certain immunity to beauties, and the silver-haired girl in front of him makes him care about her eyes.

Although her eyes looked the same as ordinary people, for some reason, Qian Xiaodao always subconsciously observed her eyes, as if something very wonderful was attracting him.

"Hello little sister, my name is Lin Yuhao. But don't fall in love with me because my brother is handsome, my brother is already famous. This is Lin Yuhao's standard term when he sees beautiful women now, which is both narcissistic and untidy.

"Xiaonan, these three young men were called by grandpa to help."

"Help? How can it help? The girl looked at Qian Xiaodao and the three of them with a wary face, "It's so late, if you really want to help, can't you help tomorrow?" ”

She is about fifteen or sixteen years old, and if she is replaced by someone else, she must be the personal baby of her parents, but because of such a birth environment, she is particularly wary of strangers, and her eyes are particularly sharp.

"Yay? What do you little girl say, the three of us brothers have been tired all day, and I wish I could lie in bed early and sleep with him all day, if it weren't for your poor grandfather, we wouldn't bother to care about you. ”

Seeing that the girl was about to speak, the old man was afraid of annoying Qian Xiaodao and the others, so he immediately took her hand and said, "Don't make trouble, Xiaonan, they really want to help us." ”

The girl couldn't help but smile coldly: "Are there any good people in this world?" ”