Chapter Ninety-Four: A Desolate Village
Because we needed to hurry, we passed by an inn at night, and we just bought some dry food and continued on the road.
This sitting is three days and two nights, and now the horses can't run no matter how much they whip Jiuyou, they should be at the limit.
"Let's find a place to rest for the night." I looked at the two horses and felt that the horses would not be able to stand it if they continued like this.
Jiuyou nodded, and looked around, it was dusk now, but outside the carriage was a desolation, we couldn't go to the village in front of us, and we couldn't find the store in the back.
Jiuyou can only let the horse move forward slowly to see if he can meet any restaurant inn.
The horses had been gone for another two hours, and it was already completely dark, and at last we came across a very remote village.
The village is all made of wood, and it is estimated that there are only twenty or thirty households.
Because of my previous experience in Fog Village, I also became wary of this kind of small village, and hesitated, considering whether to rest for the night directly on the side of the mountain road and not enter the village.
"There are no demons in the village." Beilin closed his eyes, but he seemed to be able to peek into my heart and know what I was thinking.
"Alright then, let's find a family to borrow for the night." I said to Jiuyou.
Jiuyou nodded, and immediately drove the carriage into this small village.
The village is closed, there are no lanterns at the door, and it looks like an abandoned village.
"There doesn't seem to be anyone in this village?" I poked out half of my head outside the carriage curtain and looked at it carefully.
"If there was no one, it would be convenient." After Jiuyou finished speaking, he stopped the carriage, found a wooden house and banged on the door.
After filming for a long time, there was no sound in it, so Jiuyou shouted: "Is there anyone?" Is there anybody? ”
Inside, there was still no response.
Jiuyou pushed the door hard again, muttering: "This door is tied from the inside, there should be someone right." ”
"Tell him, 'We will give them ten taels of silver, and let us stay overnight." Stygian Beilin thought of a set of rhetoric for Jiu You.
"Ten taels?" I twisted my eyebrows, this Beilin shot is indeed generous.
Jiuyou repeated it according to what Beilin said.
I thought that if there were really people in the house, they would definitely think we were bad people, and they wouldn't open the door easily.
It's just that this money can make the ghost grind, and as soon as Jiuyou's words fell, the wooden door "squeaked" and was opened.
A middle-aged man with extremely thin appearance, wearing rags and bare feet, poked his head out from behind the door, and a smell of alcohol wafted out.
Seeing Jiuyou, he stretched out his hand and said, "Give the silver money first." ”
He has yellow teeth, some thief-eyed eyes, and a serious rosacea, and he's more of a bad guy than we are.
Jiuyou looked at me, and I immediately looked at Beilin, who said that he would give ten taels.
"Give the money, you have it." He said lightly.
"You said you were going to give ten taels." I know that he has a "huge wealth" hidden in him now, but this Ming Beilin doesn't seem to hear me speak, and sits still.
"If you don't give it, get out!" The man spat at Jiuyou, and then was about to close the door.
I hurriedly jumped out of the carriage and gave the man the only ten taels of silver I had left.
The man let go of the wooden door and let us go into his hut to rest.
There was no light in the hut, so we had to take off the little lantern hanging from the head of the carriage and go into the hut.
There was only one stove and a few broken benches in the wooden house, as if there was only one room on the side.