After getting this information, Chenyang did not continue to stay at the inn.

The most important thing is to find a house where money can be borrowed, and to find the owner of the house and ask about the situation.

However, he did not act with Zhang Qu, but chose to separate the two people and divide two areas to search.

After all, all the information has not been confirmed to be true or false, Zhang Qu may still be an internal ghost, and Chenyang does not want to take this unnecessary risk.

Therefore, it is best to go separately, that is, to speed up the search, and to avoid mutual suspicion and distrust.

Of course, it can also be said that Chenyang is too suspicious now and can't trust anyone anymore.

Walking through the alleys, Chenyang gradually became a little distressed, although he had already thought of a way to find out the inner ghost, but there was still a problem in front of him.

Which family can borrow money from?

Now the four of Chenyang, based on their distrust of each other, did not even reveal each other's location.

What's more, Qian Ke died as early as the first night, and among all the people, I am afraid that only the dead Juya will be more familiar with him, how can Chenyang know where he lives.

At present, the only news that Chenyang got from Qian Kekou was that he knew that the mutated rat he had helped.

And after Qian Ke dies, everyone loses their memory of him, so the two big mice who died may become different memories.

For example, if it is solved by others, such as Wang Yu, it may also be the loss of memory about Qian Ke, and the two mutant mice died inexplicably.

However, if the mutant giant rat of that family is killed, then it is impossible for them not to reveal it to the others, and perhaps some people will know the news.

The only thing Chenyang can do now is to use a stupid way, that is, to ask the past one by one, if he really can't find it, then he can't do anything.

Walking through the alleys, Chenyang had already asked seven or eight households, but none of them had heard of anything about giant rats.

Chenyang could only sigh and continue to the next street to ask.

Just as he was on the side of the street, asking the two eldest sisters, an uncle who was walking by on the side of the road happened to hear it and stopped.

Chenyang confirmed that the two eldest sisters didn't know the news, lowered his head in some frustration, and turned around to ask another family.

Before he took two steps, he happened to see the uncle who stopped in front of him, and asked with a puzzled expression, "Uncle, is there anything wrong with you?"

The uncle smiled innocently, waved his hand and said, "It's okay, little baby, I just heard you talk about giant mice, I should know something."

Chenyang's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "Uncle, can you tell me about it?"

The uncle looked at the morning sun in front of him, rubbed his hand on his stomach, and said loudly: "I'm a little hungry, little baby, can you prepare some breakfast for me."

Chenyang looked at the uncle in front of him, and saw that his honest appearance was not quite like a liar, turned around and walked to a grocery store, and exchanged money for some food for him.

"Uncle, I've already brought the food, can you say it?" Chenyang said loudly with a large bag of shortbread wrapped in oiled paper in his hand.

The uncle grabbed two shortbreads from the paper bag and took a bite into them, looking like he hadn't eaten for a long time, and swallowed a piece of bread in three or two bites.

He said: "That mouse, it's next to my house, stealing food every day, and I haven't found out, the family next door to me has eaten the food, and then steals my food, and I haven't eaten enough for a few days."

When Chenyang heard this, he believed in the uncle's words, and said loudly: "What happened to those mice?"

"I don't know, I think I'm dead, I haven't heard a call for a few days." The uncle said loudly and swallowed both shortbreads.

"Uncle, where is your house?" When Chenyang heard this, he felt a little hope in his heart and asked out loud.

The uncle reported a position, and by the way, he reported the house of the rat next to him, fished out two shortbreads in the bag, and said with a smile: "Thank you, little baby."

Chenyang nodded slightly, holding the bag of shortbread in his arms, and walked slowly to the position of the uncle.

When Chenyang found that place, that is, where money could be borrowed, he crossed the threshold in two steps and stepped into this house.

This family's house is very small, and the light is not good, there is basically no sunlight inside, and it looks a little dark.

Chenyang walked in briskly and asked in a deep voice, "Excuse me, is anyone inside?"

"Who?"

From the inner room, an old and weak voice sounded, and a rickety figure appeared in front of the curtain and walked out slowly.

It was a gray-haired old lady, at least Grandma Chenyang's generation.

The old lady was very thin and thin, her face was full of wrinkles, and her eyelids were drooping, giving people a feeling of weakness and fearing that she would fall in the next second.

Chenyang took two steps closer, bent down slightly, looked at the old lady in front of him, and asked softly, "Old lady, I heard that you had outsiders living here some time ago, is it true?"

"Nope." The old woman shook her head, and her voice seemed weak: "I heard that there are outsiders in the village, but no one lives here."

When Chenyang heard this, he looked a little helpless, although he had guessed that it would be such an answer before, but he still couldn't help but want to ask again.

Immediately after that, he changed his way of asking questions.

"Old man, did you make trouble with rats in your house some time ago?" Chenyang looked at the grandmother in front of him and asked out loud.

The old grandmother nodded, looked at Chenyang, and said loudly: "In my family, there have been rats making trouble some time ago, stealing food from the family, but fortunately, the Buddha blessed that the group of rats died overnight."

Hearing this, Chenyang nodded slightly, roughly confirming these situations.

The old lady looked at Chenyang and continued, "Those rats are still here, I can take you to see them."

Chenyang saw the old woman turn around, as if she was about to enter the house inside, and hurriedly took the old man's hand with both hands, and slowly followed the old man's side step by step.

The old man walked into the room, which was very simple, only two shabby bamboo beds, and the others were a rice jar and a small stool.

There was a small bowl with a missing corner on the small stool, and there was still half a bowl of rice left in the bowl, which seemed to be today's breakfast, and it had not been eaten yet.

Chenyang followed the old grandmother and walked with her to the innermost part of the room, where in the corner were several mouse carcasses the size of a small arm.

Their skins were burned with hot water, leaving behind a layer of bright red flesh that hung in the innermost part of the room.

The rats have a stench on them and look like they've been sitting here for days.

Chenyang looked at the corpses of these rats and asked out loud, "Old man, what are you doing with these mice?"

"Save it for food." The old man glanced at Chenyang and said in a low voice.

"They have eaten all the food, and now they can only ask for food everywhere, and when these rats are lost, the family will be completely out of food." The old grandmother said loudly, looking at the dead mice, revealing helplessness and hatred.

Chenyang looked at this scene, couldn't help but feel a little distressed in his heart, and turned his head to look at the rice bowl.

The millet jar is only as high as Chenyang's calf, but the few grains of rice in it are not enough to even boil porridge.

The bowl of rice on the stool, Chenyang took two steps closer and found that in addition to a mouthful of rice, there was not even a little side dish in the bowl, and the smell seemed to have been left for a while, and it was a little rancid and smelly.

"Old man, what about the rest of your family?" Chenyang couldn't help but ask.

"The eldest son lives in the city, and the younger son ran to the city two days ago, saying that he went to his eldest brother to borrow food, and he has not come back yet." The old lady said aloud.

"......" Chenyang didn't know what to say for a while, glanced at the shortbread in his hand, and rested on the small stool.

He took out two thumb-sized pieces of gold from his pocket and handed them to the old woman.

"Old man, this is some food and money, it is a little bit of my heart, I hope it can help you some." Chenyang said loudly.

The old grandmother took it with trembling hands, her cloudy eyes suddenly shone a little, and she said with some confusion: "It seems that there were people before...... Gave me money. ”

The old woman's expression was a little dazed, she turned around and walked to the bed behind her, pulled open the mattress, and there were two silver ingots in the space hidden in the bed board.

"It's ...... It was given to me by a young man, and I seem to have lived in my house with outsiders. The old woman said suspiciously, as if she was still a little confused.

Chenyang stood beside her, already imagining the original picture.

Qian Ke came to this family, lived here temporarily, and after learning about the situation at home, he solved a few giant rats, and then gave the grandmother some money to ensure the life of their family.

It's a pity that the game on the first night made Qian Ke die in Doll Village, and also let the family return to the days of lack of food.