"Uncle! It's just a crazy and stupid old man who can sing. ”

Wang Min didn't give up and chased after him and asked again.

The shopkeeper is very old, with a sloppy beard, and he keeps pounding garlic without raising his head, "No, there has never been such a person in the town, or you should ask someone." ”

Wang Min was a little discouraged, and when he turned his head, Zhou Fengchen was frowning and touching a clay pot in a daze, and couldn't help but ask loudly: "Zhou Fengchen, what are you doing?"

Zhou Fengchen shook his head, threw down the clay pot, and pulled her out.

When he got outside, Wang Min slapped Zhou Fengchen's hand away, snorted angrily, and said, "Why don't you say a word?"

Zhou Fengchen asked curiously: "What did I say?"

Wang Min said: "The three deceased all met an old madman in front of this gate before they died, but the owner of this shop said that there has never been such a person in the town, don't you think it's strange?"

"It's not strange, there's something even stranger." Zhou Fengchen lowered his voice and said, "If you ask others to try it again, there is not even Fengqiu Hall in the town."

"Nonsense."

Wang Min glared at him fiercely, turned around and left, asked several passers-by in a row, and then ran back, his face was pale, and his lips trembled.

Zhou Fengchen smiled: "What's the matter?"

Wang Min swallowed his saliva, cautiously glanced at the grocery store behind Zhou Fengchen, and said, "What's going on?" There really aren't any old madmen in the town, and no one even knows about this Fengqiu Hall, but isn't this shop here? ”

Zhou Fengchen winked, "Look at the surrounding environment." ”

This is the most remote place on the edge of the town, surrounded by wild grass, more than ten meters away from the nearest house, at this time it is already dark, and it is still raining lightly, at first glance, it is a little weird.

Wang Min shuddered, "What's wrong here?" ”

Zhou Fengchen patted her, "I'll talk to you later, let's find a small restaurant to eat first." ”

……

The two went to a noodle restaurant in the center of the town and ordered two large meat noodles and a plate of pickles. What just happened? ”

Zhou Fengchen took a big bite of noodles and said vaguely, "Do you know what's in the clay pot I just saw?"

Wang Min said curiously, "What?"

"Ashes." Zhou Fengchen learned a lot from Monk Yuanzhi, wiped his mouth and said: "The Fengqiu Hall just now is not a grocery store, it is a righteous village, which is also called the ancestral hall now, in ancient times, it was a place to store the corpses of people who died in other places, and now there are some ownerless ashes."

Wang Min pouted: "I don't believe it, unless that old man is crazy and opens the ancestral hall as a shop."

"Don't believe it, do you?" Zhou Fengchen beckoned, "Boss lady!" ”

"What's the matter?" The proprietress poked her head out of the kitchen.

Zhou Fengchen asked directly: "What is that ancestral hall in the east of your town for?"

The proprietress is also a broken mouth, "hey" said, the bamboo tube poured beans like a bean: "Put the ashes, there was a cultural revolution in the past, and there was a group of singing operas in Kunshan, but the Red Guards were regarded as propaganda feudal superstitions, caught and beaten, and paraded in the streets, those dramas couldn't stand it, and all the thirty or so people in a troupe hanged themselves, and then the people in our town looked pitiful, and quietly burned the corpse, and the ashes were hidden there, until now, they have become antiques, and the county also requires the town to focus on protection."

When Wang Min heard this, he felt a chill down his spine, and asked in a lost voice: "How is this possible, what is the old man in there?"

The proprietress took a sip, "What old man?" How can an old man go there, you won't see the hell, will you? Bad luck! ”

"Isn't that old man the old madman you're looking for!" Zhou Fengchen smiled and whispered to Wang Min, and asked the proprietress loudly: "Do you know what the name of the troupe is?"

The proprietress thought for a while and didn't remember, turned around and asked the shopkeeper, then turned around and said, "I heard the old man in the town say, it seems to be called Feng Whattang!"

"This ......" Wang Min's face turned pale and dumbfounded.

……

Coming out of the small restaurant, Wang Min grabbed Zhou Fengchen's arm and asked in a trembling voice: "This is not scientific, why does it obviously exist, and the people in the town say that there is no such place?" So why do we see it? ”

Zhou Fengchen said: "It's simple, the people in the town are all descendants of their benefactors, so they don't want the people in the town to see it, but we can't do it from other places."

Wang Min was surprised and asked, "Are they ...... Who is it? ”

Zhou Fengchen was silent for a while, and said: "Wang Min, I advise you to stop, it's not easy to mess with here, the three dead people committed suicide, just explain it to the above."

"No!" Wang Min said stubbornly: "Even if it's a ghost, I have to figure it out, if you want to help me, go first!"

Zhou Fengchen said depressedly: "Where am I going?"

Wang Min didn't speak with a cold face, pulled out his pistol, and checked the bullets.

"Guns are useless." Zhou Fengchen sighed, pressed the pistol and said: "If you really want to see what is going on, I can help you, but let's talk about it first, and when the time comes, you will listen to me for everything, you are not allowed to talk nonsense, and you are not allowed to act at will."

Wang Min smiled and put away the pistol: "No problem, master, what are we going to do next?"

"Find a place to rest and come out at eleven o'clock in the evening."

……

The two found the only hostel in the town, went in to open the room, but asked, a little embarrassed, although the old terrier town is remote, but the road in front of it is a key road from Donghai City to northern Jiangsu, it is not easy to walk at night on a rainy day, many passers-by stop to stay, and only one room is left.

After being entangled for a while, Wang Min gritted his teeth, "Let's just have one." ”

When Zhou Fengchen heard this, he hurriedly said, "What kind of line is this?" I don't sleep in the same room as you. ”

Wang Min's face turned red, and he glared and said, "Is there something wrong with you, I didn't say anything to a girl, and you are a big man who is still unwilling!"

"It's not ......" Zhou Fengchen still had to argue, and the shopkeeper yawned and said: "I'm really convinced of you, if you get the object to come out and open a room, you can still ink for a long time, do you want it?" Don't have someone behind. ”

"If you want to ......" Wang Min's face turned red again, and he hurriedly paid.

The two of them went to the room on the second floor, the sanitary environment was very average, and there was a musty smell, but the two were not ready to really sleep.

Closing the door, Wang Min looked around, saw Zhou Fengchen coming over, hurriedly hid back, pointed at him and said, "Na! Don't move your hands and feet, I'll tell you. ”

Zhou Fengchen said depressedly: "What did I do?"

Wang Min sneered and said, "If a lonely man and a widow are in the same room, you will definitely be cranky."

Zhou Fengchen looked at her disdainfully, "Wang Min, if I think nonsense, with your body, it's not me to brag, I don't even need to take off you for thirty seconds." ”

"You ......" Wang Min blushed to his neck.

"Pull it down, I'll sleep on the bed, and you sit on the chair." Zhou Fengchen fell on the bed in a big shape, "Remember to wake me up at eleven o'clock." ”

"Ugh!" Wang Min was stunned, saw Zhou Fengchen close his eyes, sat down on the chair slowly, and asked for a while, "Are you asleep?"

"What for?" Zhou Fengchen turned over.

Wang Min was embarrassed to say: "It's that I'm thinking too much, that ...... Master Zhou, what did you say you would show me later, how do you see it? ”

Zhou Fengchen looked at the ceiling and said: "It's very simple, those three deceased must have also passed by here, stayed in a hostel, and then went out for a walk at night, and met Fengqiu Hall, let's go over and see later, can you sing Kunqu Opera?"

Wang Min was stunned for a moment, "It's a little bit, my mother is a fan of Kunqu Opera, what's the matter?" ”

"That's okay, let's go singing later, those things only harm those who can sing!"