Curious, Rong Xiaochuan quickened his pace and came to the front of the stall.

This is a pancake stand, the kind that is very common outside, and the stove on the stall is still blazing at this time, and the pancakes can be spread at any time.

A light bulb hangs from a bamboo pole tied to a stall, which is now illuminating a distance of two or three meters nearby, which looks a little unusual in this dimly lit alley.

Behind the stall was a gray-haired old woman, looking a little old, hunched up.

In such an alley, this old man is still selling pancakes so late, Rong Xiaochuan feels that it is really a little incomprehensible.

"Grandma, are you still doing business so late?" Rong Xiaochuan asked.

The old man smiled and said, "I'm old and can't sleep, but I can still see people here."

"Is there any business at such a late hour?"

"There used to be, but now there are fewer, but occasionally there is still a business, people are old, they can't eat much, and it's good to have an income of a few dollars a day."

"Then give me one."

Rong Xiaochuan took out five yuan and put it on the stall.

The old man moved a little uncomfortably, took a pancake and placed it on an iron plate, and it took a few minutes to make it in front of him.

This efficiency is really unbearable for ordinary people.

The old man wanted to find money, but Rong Xiaochuan refused.

Holding the pancakes, Rong Xiaochuan continued to walk inside.

The old man sat down on the stool again, looking at Rong Xiaochuan's back as he left.

Perhaps because he had no appetite, Rong Xiaochuan put the pancakes in a bag and put them in his pocket.

The shops on both sides of the alley are closed, and many of them still have information about the transfer posted on the door.

But judging from the cobwebs on the eaves of the door, these shops have been idle for a long time.

Rong Xiaochuan walked slowly in the alley alone, and after about half an hour of walking inside, Rong Xiaochuan saw the traces left after the fire.

Although the government spent money on a renovation at the time, it is said that something happened and it could not be continued, so there are still traces of blackened fire.

Not long after, Rong Xiaochuan stood at the gate of a courtyard.

This is located in the middle of the alley, and there are two stone lions at the door, and there is a plaque on the door, which reads the Wenjia compound.

That's what this street is all about.

Previously, the gate was removed to make it easier for visitors to enter and exit, leaving only a frame.

From the position of the gate, it can be seen that this Wen family should not be a local family in the south, but from the north.

In ancient times, the south was far away from the imperial power, and most of the gates were opened in the middle, but the location of this gate was in the southeast, which was a typical pattern of northern courtyards.

From this, it can be roughly inferred that the Wen family should have come from the north, so the typical northern architectural style is retained in the building.

Rong Xiaochuan had just stepped into the door and was suddenly stunned.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for triggering the hidden quest, [Revenge of the Undead - Guardian of the Ancient House], task difficulty: average; Reward: Hidden. 】

Guardian of the Ancient House? Revenge of the undead?

Could it be that the ghosts that appear in this alley have something to do with this alley?

Enter the southeast gate, and on the left hand side is the inverted seat house and the front yard.

The inverted house was generally used by large families to live for their servants.

Entering the front yard, it is the hanging flower gate, and after entering from here, it is the so-called inner courtyard, which can only be the place where the Wen family lives and activities.

However, the door of the front yard was sealed, and a seal was affixed to it, apparently not allowing tourists to enter without permission.

Even before, it was selectively open.

Rong Xiaochuan has been in before, and the inner courtyard is very large, which is also more in line with the style of the northern courtyard, and the inner courtyard of the southern courtyard is generally compact.

Behind the inner courtyard is the backyard, that is to say, this is just a three-entry quadrangle, which is still a little worse than the real mansion door.

However, for Jiangdu, it is already very precious to be able to preserve such a courtyard house so completely.

Rong Xiaochuan looked up and didn't seem to be able to climb up.

I don't know if you need to enter the ancient mansion to complete the mission.

Returning to the main lane, Rong Xiaochuan didn't continue to look for it, just sat on a square stone on the side of the lane, looking at the opposite side of the lane, as if waiting for something.

This time, it was past twelve o'clock, leaning against the wall, Rong Xiaochuan almost fell asleep.

He stood up hesitantly, hesitating to go back and see.

At this time, on the opposite side of the alleyway, two sneaky figures suddenly appeared, and they seemed to be well hidden in the dark, but Rong Xiaochuan had the eye of the netherworld, and nothing could escape his eyes in the dark.

Rong Xiaochuan walked over with a killing stick.

Maybe they saw Rong Xiaochuan, and the two figures turned around and ran.

"Stop", Rong Xiaochuan shouted, and the two figures immediately froze.

Before Rong Xiaochuan approached, the flashlight suddenly lit up, and the two turned around and looked at him with a smile on their faces.

Rong Xiaochuan was about to beckon to the two with a stick, and the two were so frightened that they kept begging for mercy.

Rong Xiaochuan is just making a show, and he hasn't really fought anymore, he can really meet these two guys anywhere.

Standing in front of Rong Xiaochuan were Ma Junwei and Sun Hongliang.

The two of them were originally squatting not far from Rong Xiaochuan and waiting, but seeing that he had not moved, the two of them, who were a little numb in their legs, got up and wanted to change directions, thinking that they could avoid Rong Xiaochuan without turning on the lights, but who knew that they were still discovered.

"Brother, it's a pure coincidence, we just came over at night to have a look, I heard that this place is haunted, we want to come and find some materials", Ma Junwei looked at Rong Xiaochuan with a flattering face.

Rong Xiaochuan stared at them suspiciously, "Really? ”

The two immediately raised their hands and said decisively: "Really brother, we can meet, that means there is really fate, it's better to meet by chance, it's better to act together, brother?" ”

Rong Xiaochuan thought for a while and said, "Aren't you afraid of being possessed by ghosts again?" ”

Well, the two glanced at each other, Ma Junwei touched his face with palpitations, and muttered, "As long as you don't hit me in the face this time."

Sun Hongliang said with a smile: "With my brother here, what demons and monsters dare to come out."

Ignoring the sycophants of the two, whether it was a real coincidence or other reasons, Rong Xiaochuan didn't have time to entangle with them, he turned around and sat down on the stone.

Ma Junwei and Sun Hongliang cautiously followed him, squatting behind the stones.

"Brother, are you waiting here?" Sun Hongliang asked.

Rong Xiaochuan snorted.

Ma Junwei stood up, "Brother, you must be very tired from coming out to hunt ghosts so late, I'll give you a massage."

Rong Xiaochuan snorted.

He wasn't wary of these two people, he knew what they were thinking, but in fact, Rong Xiaochuan wasn't very disgusted, as long as he didn't disturb his business.

Ma Junwei pressed it as he spoke, not to mention that it was really good, Rong Xiaochuan was pressed by him and wanted to sleep.

In a drowsiness, Rong Xiaochuan saw two figures walking across the alley again, one of whom was the old man he had bought pancakes before.

When it finally came, he was almost asleep.

"Brother", Ma Junwei was just about to speak, but was stopped by Rong Xiaochuan.

Ma Junwei immediately fiddled with the DV in his hand, and his mind was already thinking about the title.

A deserted alleyway, an old woman's midnight home?

A midnight revenant waiting late at night?

Rong Xiaochuan motioned for the two to hide in the corner and not come out, whatever they could shoot, but they couldn't show up, otherwise he wouldn't be blamed for the accident.

Although Ma Junwei is very keen on this kind of thing, his brain is not stupid, and with the last experience, he will not get too close to what he says this time.

As for Sun Hongliang, he took out the shimmer telescope and looked at it.

This is something he bought with a lot of money, and he is able to see some moving objects in extremely low light, that is, as long as it is not completely out of sight, the telescope can be effective.

As for the real infrared telescope, he is still looking for a channel to buy it.

There are many infrared fakes on the market, and the effect is not good, and if you want to get a good one, you have to be from the military.

Compared with Ma Junwei's dedication to shooting this kind of subject, in fact, Sun Hongliang simply likes adventure, especially such alternative adventures.

So he has a greater need for his own equipment.

In front, Rong Xiaochuan had already stood up and walked towards the two figures.

About ten meters away from them, Rong Xiaochuan stopped.

And the two people on the opposite side also stopped.

In the moonlit alleyway, neither side used lights

"Hasn't the young man left so late?" The old man seemed to recognize Rong Xiaochuan and asked with a cough.

Rong Xiaochuan smiled: "Grandma came back so late, can you see the road?" ”

The old man coughed again and said: "I have lived here all my life, I know where there is a drill, where there is a tile, I don't need lights, save electricity."

Rong Xiaochuan turned his gaze to a young man of his age beside her and asked, "Is this your family?" ”

Grandma's rickety body suddenly trembled, and she seemed to be a little unsteady on her feet, and the young man next to her hurriedly hugged her.

"What are you talking about, boy, aren't we the only two of us here?" The old man said in a hoarse voice.