Xing Ruyi suddenly remembered what the shopkeeper said about his mother-in-law eloping with someone, so he didn't continue to ask him how he had experience. Uncovering scars, especially this kind of scar, is a little difficult for her to open her mouth.

"During the stay of the Tibetan monk, this lady was also in the inn?"

"Yes."

"Did you arrive one after the other?"

"It's not." The shopkeeper shook his head: "When this Tibetan monk came, that lady had already lived in the No. 1 room of Tianzi. This lady, unlike the lady next to her, does not always come out with a maid, but this time, she brought a maid. ”

"What about the maid?"

"I don't know, I really don't know. When I found the lady's body, her maid was not in the room, and I did not dare to make a noise, let alone let anyone look for it. ”

"Tell me about the moment you found the lady's body."

"Anyway, as long as I think of that scene at that time, I can't help but be afraid." The shopkeeper sighed: "Early in the morning, when I got up, there was nothing unusual in the inn, but I found that the fish cart parked in the backyard was gone. ”

"Didn't look for it?"

"I didn't look for it, because it seemed to me that the car was missing. He sends fish to me all the year round, and I still know how to do it, and he won't do anything in my inn. I thought that he was afraid of his wife, and wanted to sell the fish as soon as possible and go home. He's the same as I was back then, and he's afraid of his own wife. ”

"And then?"

"Nothing special, just as usual, this should be cleaned, this should be cleaned, and the customers should be taken. It was busy, and the time passed quickly, and soon it was evening. The guy in the store came to me, saying that the hot water placed outside the door of the No. 2 room in Tianzi had never been touched, and he was worried about whether something had happened to the guests in the room. I am running an inn, and if a guest has an accident with me, I, as the shopkeeper, will naturally be inseparable. I put down the things in my hand, followed the guy to the second floor, asked a few times outside the second room of the Tianzi word, but did not hear the guest answer inside, after informing in advance, let the guy kick the door open. There was no one in the room. ”

"What was the situation in that room when you kicked the door open?"

"Don't hide it from the girl, since the Tibetan monk moved in, I and the guys in the store have never entered the second room of Tianzi. This Tibetan monk, like the lady who lived in the No. 1 room of Tianzi, did not like outsiders to enter their room, and did not want the men in the store to help clean it.

I thought that he, a foreign monk, would make a mess of my inn room or put a lot of strange things. As a result, when I opened the door, I saw that the room was clean, and the things used by the monk were neatly placed in one place.

Oh, and the windows are open. As soon as I entered, I felt a cool breeze blowing, and I asked my buddy to close the window. It's nothing else. ”

"Where's the No. 1 room in the sky?"

"In the middle of the night, I woke up suddenly."

"Woke up by what?"

The woman's cry was not loud, but it sounded very terrible. This cry seemed to come from a long distance, and it seemed to come from a very close place, the more I listened, the more I felt hairy in my heart, and then somehow I thought of the Tubo monk who suddenly disappeared in the second room of Tianzi, and the lady who lived in the first room. And then...... Then I put on my clothes and went out with a lamp.

I thought that the Tibetan monk had gone out to run errands and would be able to come back at night. But when I went to check the Tianzi room, I found that the room was still empty. Later, I went and knocked on the door of the No. 1 room. During the day, I didn't pay attention, but at night I saw that the door was open, and it was dark, and there was no sound. I held my breath and listened carefully for a while, but I still couldn't hear anything, and just as I exhaled the breath I was holding, I smelled blood. ”

"The smell of blood is so obvious, why don't you smell it during the day?"

"My nose is not very effective, and during the day, the smell in this inn is more mixed, and the smell of blood is not smelled."

Xing Ruyi thought about the wound on the lady's body for a moment, and said: "I was negligent, it should be during the day, there is not much blood on the lady's body, and the smell of blood is not so strong, so you can't smell it from the shopkeeper." At night, the blood concentration increases, and there is no other smell mixed around, and you smell it. ”

"That's what the girl said. I held the lamp and pushed the door open, and I saw the lady lying on the ground. I went over and shouted twice, but she didn't respond, and by the time I turned her over, I almost died there. She stared at me with two big round eyes, her face was pale, and her body was already cold. I sat on the ground for a while, and somehow I saw the big wooden box in the doorway, and without thinking much about it, I loaded the person in. After loading it in, I regretted it, and said that I didn't kill this person, I just need to report to the official. But this man has already been put in, and I have destroyed the traces on the ground. At this time, if I go to report to the official again, will it be unclear whether the people in the government will treat me as a murderer if they can't catch the real murderer. I thought about it and thought it was better to keep quiet. Every time this lady came to the inn, she wrapped herself tightly, and her whereabouts were very good friends, and I guessed that she had come here to have a private lover without her family, and even if her maid found out that she was gone, she would not dare to say anything. I didn't dare to throw her away, and I didn't know where to get her, so I thought of a way to do it. ”

"This is the second floor, not the first floor, how can you think of burying people under the bed."

"If it's an ordinary second floor, it's naturally not good, but girl, you should have noticed that my Tianzi No. 1 room is different from other rooms."

"It's a little different, this Tianzi No. 2 room, and the No. 3 room is the ground number room below. It is said that this corresponds to the second room and the third room, but it is not. Below the No. 2 room is the No. 1 room, and under the No. 3 room is the No. 2 room. I was about to ask the shopkeeper, what is the warehouse under the No. 1 room of Tianzi? What is it used for? ”

The shopkeeper smiled bitterly and said: "That's not a warehouse, and the words 'warehouse' are hung on the outside just to avoid suspicion from others." ”

"Not a storeroom?"

"Girl, please come with me." The shopkeeper led Xing Ruyi to the bottom of the Tianzi No. 1 room, opened the door, and saw not a room, but a wall, a thick mud wall.

"What's going on?"

"There's actually a well in there."

"Well?"

"Yes, there's a well down there. This Yuelai Inn was originally a small inn for people to park their goods, and the houses we are living in behind are the ones that were originally for guests. Earlier, it was not such a small room, but two large rooms, both with bunks. Now the kitchen in the backyard is the room where the old shopkeeper lives by himself.

Probably more than 30 years ago, the old shopkeeper had accumulated some money in his hands, and the guests who originally parked their goods in this inn also chose other inns, and business became more and more bad. The old shopkeeper thought about changing the inn. Tearing down the houses in the back and rebuilding them is time-consuming and laborious, and I don't have a place to live. But if the house is all built in front, it will be inconvenient for the guests to park their cars and horses. After thinking about it, I could only build this new house in the middle of the yard, leaving an open space in front for guests to park their carriages.

The old shopkeeper wanted to fill in this well, but after filling in several carts of stones, there was still no movement. For the sake of convenience and to save money, the old shopkeeper used a large stone to cover the well, and then built a room around the manhole. This house has been built, but this well, how awkward it looks. The old shopkeeper was ruthless, so he asked the guy to pull open the soil, and he was stunned to fill the room with porcelain. ”

"It's too- it's just a well, just lock this door and don't let people in, why do you have to fill it in like this."

"That's what the girl asked, and I asked the old shopkeeper, and that's what he told me. But later, I heard from others that the reason why the old shopkeeper wanted to seal this room was because the well inside was not clean. ”

"Haunted?"

The shopkeeper nodded, looked at the wall in front of him, and said, "I've heard about these things too." I heard that the old shopkeeper did not want to change this inn because of bad business, but because he did not want to see the well. I heard that the old shopkeeper was married and had a son. But his mother, after giving birth to a child, got a stupid disease. He walked around the streets all day long, and was later hit and killed by the official's carriage. The old shopkeeper is alone, a father, and a mother, and finally pulled the child to the age of two.

But a two-year-old child can't speak, can't walk, smirks when he sees anyone, and the corners of his mouth are drooling all the time. The old shopkeeper was in his heart, so he asked the doctor to come and see, but no matter where the doctor was invited, he said that this child was a fool like his mother. The old shopkeeper was hit and didn't go out for half a month. Then the boy was gone. The old shopkeeper went to report to the official, saying that the child was lost. But because he lost a fool, the government was unwilling to help find it, and the matter was over. But some people say that the child of the old shopkeeper was not lost, but was thrown into the well by the old shopkeeper.

Whether this is true or false is now impossible to prove. I can take over this inn, and this storehouse has always been like this. I haven't touched it, and I haven't thought about moving it. My inn, when business is at its best, can't live in all the rooms, and this storeroom is locked. Also, don't these old people often say, I'd rather believe it than believe it, I'm living a good life, so I won't touch this mold. ”

After the shopkeeper finished speaking, he added: "Oh, by the way, I have heard that the stone slab used to seal the well is painted with charms, and the mud walls built around this room are also mixed with glutinous rice paddles." This is not so much a storehouse as a burial chamber built by the old shopkeeper for his son. ”