The young man in front of him was cramped and uneasy, his hands were almost unsure where to rest, sometimes at a loss at the sides of his body, sometimes clenched into fists, sometimes folded in front of him

Chen Qiuniang looked at his subtle movements and knew that this was a person who was not used to dealing with people, or a person who rarely dealt with people.

However, he quickly adjusted, folded his hands in front of him, and suddenly straightened his thin figure. At this time, he stood in the shadow of the sun, in the desolation of the grass, and looked up like that.

Chen Qiuniang looked at him, and instantly felt that those eyes were bright and clean, and people couldn't take their eyes off.

"Do you have to go home today?" He asked, his tone not panicking before, but indescribably calm.

"Yes. There is a younger brother who is waiting to be fed, and a grandmother who has inconvenient legs. Chen Qiuniang replied while looking at the young man, only to see that the crampedness on his face was long gone, replaced by incomparable calm.

"Then you hide here for a while. The people in this town are very taboo about this house, and no one dares to come here. He pointed to the west wing of the courtyard.

Why is that? Is it because it's haunted? Chen Qiuniang asked. The northland buildings in this town, so dilapidated, and a famous haunted house, are indeed very weird.

"I don't know. I only heard that more than ten years ago, all living things in this house died overnight. After that, the people of the town often heard the cries of the legend in the house, and some people saw ghosts drifting by. The juvenile narrated.

"Oh. But the whole town was afraid. That's it, it won't make the whole town taboo, right? Chen Qiuniang asked. She didn't think that this kind of thing would make everyone in the town afraid, even though the ancient people were very fearful of ghosts and gods.

"I don't know." The boy replied. Then he changed his tone and emphasized, "However, I have stayed there many times, including staying overnight. I haven't seen ghosts, and I've never heard strange sounds. ”

Chen Qiuniang knew that he wanted her to take refuge here with peace of mind, for the sake of her safety. However, she couldn't help asking, "Aren't you afraid to tell me that this place is haunted, am I afraid?" ”

"You—" the boy spat out a word, and then looked at her for a moment, and said, "you won't, you're not afraid." ”

Yes, she is indeed not afraid of ghosts, although her crossing has proved that there may be ghosts and gods, although there may be something terrifying in this house. But compared to the possible encounter of being caught back by Zhu Wenkang, she is really not afraid of ghosts.

Chen Qiuniang shrugged mischievously, and the two were embarrassed for a while, not knowing what to say. After a moment, the boy broke the silence and said that he had gone out to see what was going on outside. As he spoke, he dragged his injured leg and foot and limped out.

Chen Qiuniang was left in this courtyard by him. The huge house, the wild grass swaying in the wind, the spiders lying comfortably in the cobwebs under the eaves, and the birds and birds making crisp calls in the thick shade of the trees. Those pavilions and pavilions mottled by the years, and the green tiles are flying, all of which show the dilapidation of this courtyard.

At this moment, Chen Qiuniang had no intention of meditating on the glory of this mansion in the past, nor was she interested in thinking about whether the tragedy of that night was a vendetta or something else, let alone pursuing what the terrifying existence in this house was. What she was thinking at the moment was: simply believe in the young man once, believe that he really helped her.

In the thirty years of my previous life, I have seen too many deceits, intrigues, and reversals of human nature. It's hard for her to trust anyone 100 percent. If you are suspicious of anyone or anything, consider the possibility of diametrically opposite possibilities, and be fully prepared.

And at this moment, after thinking about it, she also felt that there was no way back, but to gamble: believe in this teenager.

Therefore, she walked quickly to the west wing, and in a slippery room, she chose a room with doors and windows that was relatively complete, and gently pushed the door. As soon as the door was pushed, the wind rushed in first, and the smoke and dust in the house seemed to be frightened, flying in panic in the sunlight leaking from the roof. The thick dust on a round table and a few stools in the room also moved.

The room was simply furnished, except for a table and a few stools that were staggering, and only the beaded curtain next to it had long lost its luster.

Chen Qiuniang covered her nose and waited for the panicked smoke and dust to settle before she walked in, took the grass pulled from the courtyard to wipe the dust off the stool, and sat down to beat her sore legs and feet.

Looks like exercise has to be on the agenda. Although this Chen Qiuniang is a beautiful embryo, her body bones are too weak, and she is so tired that she is sore after running for a while. Chen Qiuniang thought while beating her legs.

She pounded for a while, her hands were sore, and she simply sat against the table and rested quietly. This dilapidated courtyard is far away from the bazaar and in the old street, so there are not many people walking around, and it is a haunted house, so people avoid it. Therefore, it is exceptionally quiet here, except for the boundless sound of the wind, and occasionally an unknown bird chirps crisply.

Chen Qiuniang sat quietly, pricking up her ears to listen to possible footsteps, is the young man coming back alone, or will the plot be reversed and bring someone here?

She listened so alertly, and after some time, she suddenly heard a slight rustling sound. The sound was in the room, and it was close at hand.

Chen Qiuniang's first instinct was a snake, so she immediately got up and followed the reputation, but it was not a snake, and a shadow flashed behind the bead curtain. Chen Qiuniang suddenly felt cold, and her legs and feet were weak.

She is not afraid of ghosts, but if the other party is a bad person. She's just a little girl, she's single, and she really doesn't have much chance of winning. In this world, bad people are always more terrible than evil ghosts.

Chen Qiuniang stared at the back of the bead curtain, but only the wind swirled behind the bead curtain, and there was no movement at all. The qiē just now seemed to be her delusion.

But Chen Qiuniang definitely didn't believe that it was an illusion, there must be another person in this house. It's just that since the other party didn't make a fuss, then just quit gently and don't invade each other. Liuhe Town is so big, there is always someone who can avoid Zhu Wenkang.

She made up her mind, and watched the beaded curtain with alarm, and slowly moved out. Finally moved to the door, relieved, stepped out, turned around but was startled, there was a person standing under the eaves.

The man was dirty, with knotted hair, a thick beard, a dark face, sunken eyes, and cloudy eyes. He stood under the eaves of the porch, separated from Chen Qiuniang by some distance, but the sour smell could still be faintly smelled in the wind. At this moment, this person stood there, looking at Chen Qiuniang motionlessly.

"New Moon." The man suddenly spoke, Shuzhong dialect, and the words were not too clear.

Chen Qiuniang thought that he recognized the wrong person and was calling someone else's name, so she replied: "Uncle recognized the wrong person." ”

He didn't answer, just muttered to himself: "The two instruments turn, and the universe changes." Crescent moon. ”

The man muttered to himself, and later, he walked over quickly, stared at Chen Qiuniang and said, "New moon, Kunji." ”

"What?" Chen Qiuniang took a few steps back and distanced herself from this person.

"Kunji, crescent, crescent, haha." The man was talking to himself, and then laughed and looked crazy.

It turned out to be a madman, no wonder he came to this famous haunted mansion. Chen Qiuniang breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to find a place to hide again, but just as she took a step, the man ran over all of a sudden, and said in a very excited tone: "The two instruments turn, the world changes." O new moon, new moon. As he spoke, he also tugged at Chen Qiuniang's shirt.

Chen Qiuniang has no experience in dealing with madmen, and she doesn't know what to do for a while. Fortunately, the old boy had returned, and he ran quickly, and took the madman, and said, "Go back to your east wing, what are you doing here?" ”

"Crescent, Kunji, Kunji." He let go of Chen Qiuniang, but as if he knew something happy, he clapped his hands to the young man and shared.

"Go back to your room." The young man also scolded in the Shuzhong dialect.

The madman ran into the yard as if he hadn't heard, still muttering to himself.

"It is said that he was a Xiangshi, and when he returned to Liuhe Town from outside more than ten years ago, he suddenly went crazy. Usually, he lives in a room in the east wing, and he never comes out, so I don't know how he got to the west wing today. The teenager explained.

Chen Qiuniang nodded, changed the topic and asked the young man how the situation was outside, she was not interested in learning about the past of a madman. The young man told him that the old man of the Zhu family was dead, and Zhu Wenkang was busy purging his younger brother and uncle, and he didn't have any extra energy to arrest her, and she was safe and could leave to go back immediately.

That's really good news. Chen Qiuniang breathed a sigh of relief, bowed to him sincerely and said "thank you". Shao took a step back, shook his head, and said stubbornly, "No need, you saved me." ”

"What's that?" Chen Qiuniang smiled, she didn't really save his life or anything, not to mention that at the beginning, her motives were not pure.

The young man looked at her, pursed his lips, and then bowed his head and said, "Except for my mother." No one is nice to me. ”

Chen Qiuniang's heart trembled, and she suddenly felt ashamed. At first, she just didn't like it, and because she wanted to find someone to help her quickly familiarize herself with Liuhe Town, so she completed her task as soon as possible. And he thinks she's good for him. She is forced to live in Liucun, worrying about food and clothing, in addition to calculating life and calculating people, where does she have a good mind for people.

"I just coincidentally" Chen Qiuniang really didn't know how to deal with it, and the whole person was quite uncomfortable.

"Alright, let's go." He seemed to be less adept at this kind of conversation than she was, and eagerly interrupted her, and turned to walk out of the house first.

The two of them walked out of the courtyard, one after the other, through the narrow alleys, from the secluded old street to the lively new street market. There were not as many people as in the morning, but it was still bustling, and all kinds of shouts and shouts were endless.

"Where are you going?" The teenager asked.

"I'll go to the entrance of the town, and I'll have a carriage back." She replied. People around them came and went, constantly separating the two of them from each other.

The boy pushed through the crowd, came to her side, and said to send her. Qiu Niang shook her head and whispered, "Thank you, but you can't be with me anymore." Besides, there are many people here, Zhu Wenkang will know, it is not good for you. ”

"I'm not afraid." He said stubbornly, frowning.

"Pingshui meets. Besides, if it's a head-to-head showdown, you can't protect me. Chen Qiuniang said categorically. She really didn't want to say such hurtful things, but she had to. Because this Liuhe Town is Zhu Wenkang's world, if Zhu Wenkang knows that he is walking with her, it is easy to think that the fire of the Zhu family may have been set by him. Once Zhu Wenkang suspects it, this kind of wealthy boy is afraid that he will not pay attention to any evidence, so he will be beaten to death with a stick.

"I-" The young man spit out a word, then pursed his lips and looked at Chen Qiuniang, his calm expression quickly decayed.

"Alright, I'm leaving." Chen Qiuniang couldn't bear to look at him, so she turned around, walked a few steps, and suddenly heard the young man's clean voice, and he said, "You remember, my name is Chai Yu." ”

When Chen Qiuniang turned around to look, the young man had already trotted all the way, and in the bustling crowd, he ran out a long way.