Xiao Dongbei died mysteriously, and the innkeeper thought he was unlucky. Looking at Xiao Dongbei's way of dying like this, it's like he can't think of biting his tongue and committing suicide.

Since Xiao Dongbei committed suicide, there is no need to report to the official or anything. For the sake of the inn's business, in desperation, the innkeeper had to find an onmyoji in private. Let me see what is going on, the onmyoji didn't say a reason, just set the location of the tomb where Xiao Dongbei was buried, and slipped away.

Is it really that coincidental? The woman died, and Xiao Dongbei died a few hours later. Could this be a woman who turned into a ghost and came to Xiao Dongbei to ask for her life?

Da Dongbei was suspicious in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it. In addition, the innkeeper quietly told him not to tell the guests who lived here about the death of the inn. So as not to affect the business of the inn, this place is in the middle of nowhere, and no one knows that such a faraway man has died.

Besides, Little Northeast owes the innkeeper some rent and other expenses. Out of humanitarianism, the innkeeper had to let the big northeast carry the little northeast on his back on a dark and windy night, secretly, and bury him in a mass grave.

For the next few days, the Great Northeast did not go to the station to solicit customers. That's why Zhong Kui missed them, otherwise it would be the Great Northeast that brought them here, and he would be able to trap them and do a round-trip business smoothly.

After leaving from Dead Water Bay, Zhong Kui and the others were in a good mood. Vanilla, in particular, talked and laughed all the way, laughing and playing. Zhiqing thinks about his wife, children, and the elderly.

Zhong Kui has Ran Qin in his heart. I had a lot of words in my heart and I wanted to say to her......

Xu Qian was reluctant but helpless, knowing that after returning to City A. Zhong Kui may not care about himself, his heart is empty, with mixed tastes and mixed feelings!

Xiao Ming's performance this time was good, and he secretly told his father that he could really help Master.

Vanilla and Wengen are a little complicated, she knows that she will marry him when she goes back this time, but she still faces him with a cold demeanor.

Of course, Zhong Kui is a man with a strong principle of beginning and end, and when he left Backwater Bay, he naturally wanted to calm the resentment in Xiuxiu's heart. Therefore, he explained to the villagers of Dead Water Bay, and recited the Great Compassion Mantra at 3:30 p.m. every day, which is Xiuxiu's death period, to dissolve her resentment wandering in Dead Water Bay.

While they are leaving. Mr. Li insisted on sending ox carts all the way to a small county town 100 miles away, so that they could take a minibus and arrive at a small station at the transfer point in advance, so that they could travel less so as not to delay their return home.

Along the way, they ate glutinous rice and baba sent by the mountain people, and stayed in a country hotel. Speaking of hotels, it is more appropriate to say that it is a small farmhouse courtyard. When I go, I have a certain purpose and goal, and when I come back, I am physically and mentally exhausted, and the desire to return home is increasing day by day.

Vanilla doesn't know if it's marital phobia since leaving Backwater Bay. has been sullen and silent. So did she, even Wengen.

Zhiqing told Zhong Kui that this is the mentality of everyone who is about to enter the wedding banquet hall.

Xiao Ming hugged a piece of Feng Kui to him, and he couldn't put it down.

Xu Qian took out the folded piece of drawing paper and looked at it secretly. Xiu's eyebrows were tightened, his eyes were complicated and his face was solemn, as if there was something unspeakable.

this day. They are also faced with the process of changing trains. After getting off the bus, they each got on a rickshaw and went to a small hotel where they met in a nearby township near the temporary hailing station.

This is a small inn with a courtyard in the middle of the courtyard, and the mouth of the well is built with four square and flat square stones. Except for the two people living in the courtyard with a yellow-haired girl, the rest are all residents from the south to the north.

A courtyard house is an inner courtyard house surrounded by houses on the east, west, south and north sides. After a few days of hard work, when I entered the courtyard, I was completely fascinated by this potential quaint and ancient atmosphere.

Vanilla entered the bedroom. Without saying a word, she kept sorting out her clothes. Xu Qian made an exception and did not study the drawing paper, pushed open the window on the west side, and a touch of summer afterglow came into view, staring at it, and a poetic painting scene sprouted...... Is this the afterglow reluctant to leave the day, and the picture sense of nostalgia for its companionship day and night, but its late twilight return?

Zhong Kui and Zhiqing did not rush into the bedroom. A basin of freshly clear, cold well water from the well wiped away fatigue and stinky sweat. Sitting comfortably in the courtyard, the owner brought a cup of weak tea, and the two of them enjoyed the sunset with great interest, watching the breeze blowing the wicker in the courtyard, and watching the pigeon leisurely fly over the sky overhead.

At that time, whether it was a stranger or someone who was familiar with each other, it was three relatives anyway. When some residents saw the five new people coming in, they all greeted them with a smile and took the initiative to say hello, usually calling the old watch or something.

There is a rough and stupid man, with a towel on his shoulder, holding a basin in his hand, as if he wants to come to the well to fetch water and wash his face! When he saw Zhiqing, he took the initiative to shout: "The old watch is here? At first glance, I thought he was a relative of Zhiqing! In fact, there is no Mao-related relationship.

"Hello, old watch." Listening to the other party's authentic Northeast accent, he hurriedly responded.

"Good!" The man glanced at it with a faint gaze. Zhong Kui, who was darker than himself and didn't look very good, didn't bother to take care of it until he lifted the wooden barrel to the well, pulled the noose and washed his face.

Zhong Kui has long been accustomed to these, and it is not surprising.

But Zhiqing was a little aggrieved for him.

After the man wiped it clean, he felt that he was being watched, and he rubbed his head to meet his gaze. "The old watch is a businessman?" Looking away, he lowered his head and poured the water from the basin, and asked casually in an awkward posture.

"The old cousin is high-eyed, we are not businessmen, but a group of ordinary people who are unbearable and uninformed." Zhiqing, who has always been atmospheric, sneered at each other for the first time.

Hearing the thorn in the other party's words, "Huh! Don't mind, it's all brothers when you go out, what I said wrong, please don't mind the old cousin. The Northeast man was in a hurry and hurriedly said.

"It's nothing, you're busy!" Zhiqing suppressed his smile and ignored the other party, but chatted with Zhong Kui.

The Northeast man was bored, so he had to leave unhappily.

In the dark sky and quiet atmosphere, the ancient courtyard houses look mysterious and weird. The curtains of the room were not drawn, and the faint starlight penetrated the window, illuminating the room. Zhong Kui felt that there seemed to be some obscure atmosphere in the silence of the courtyard. Just as his thoughts came to him, his eyes caught a glimpse of a very thin and long hair appearing on the bed between him and Zhiqing.