I recuperated at home for two days, and then went out for the funeral of Li Sijia and Xiangxiang.

The funeral director professionally saw off the mother and daughter, but because it was daytime, I didn't see their souls, but I don't think I'll ever get a chance to see them again.

In the days that followed, I lived a leisurely life, watching movies and playing games at home every day, and occasionally answering some simple questions on the Leyitang website. After nearly a week of leisure, one day I watched a movie until 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, and suddenly a private message prompt popped up on the website of Le Yi Tang, I looked at it, and the content of the message was only three words: Help me.

Generally, there are three types of messages on the Leyitang website, one is to scold me for bewitching the public, one is to express gratitude, and the other is to ask for help, and no matter which type of message is basically a long speech, I can't finish reading it in a minute or two, so the sudden appearance of a three-word message naturally makes me feel very special.

But I didn't pay much attention to it, and I didn't even look at the signature ID of the person who left the message.

At 12 o'clock the next night, the "help me" message appeared again, this time I looked at the ID, it was a doll. Because I couldn't move my left hand, I just replied with a "? But the doll never replied, and that's how it passed.

Another day passed, still at 12 midnight, and the doll's message came again, replying to the question mark I sent, and the content was still three words: glass house.

This time I replied a little more, and I asked him to be more specific, always three words, three words, and when I figured out the meaning, it was too late to save him.

My message didn't get a reply that day, and it wasn't until 12 o'clock the next night that the doll replied with two words: no.

After reading this message, I thought it might be a boring person playing with me, so this time I didn't reply to him at all, leaving him to fend for himself. Another day passed, and at 12 midnight, the doll's message came on time, and this time he left four words: Death Assistant.

Now I have to pay attention to it! Ever since the last time I saw Death Assistant at a hotel on the mountain, this man seemed to have completely faded out of my sight, but this time he reappeared in a way I would never have expected.

"What do you mean? Are you a death assistant? Let me save you? I left a message for the doll.

Later, when I thought about it, the doll could speak at most four words at a time, and I had to let him answer my questions within four words, or else he would have to wait days to read all his answers.

So I wrote down all the connections I could think of between him and the death assistant, and added a serial number in front of it, and finally I asked him to choose one of the serial numbers to express his meaning.

At 12 midnight the next day, the doll replied with a serial number: 9.

I read the ninth article I left yesterday, which reads: "The death assistant asked you to come to me? ”

This is where things get interesting! A man who only asks for help on the Internet at 12 o'clock every day, and can only utter a few words at a time, has also been in contact with the death assistant, who recommended me to him...... What the hell is that guy singing in Death Assistant?

I thought carefully about how I should reply to the doll this time, so that he could tell me more and more detailed information in a few words, but after thinking about it, I only left one sentence: give me your address.

At 12 midnight the next day, the doll sent a reply: Binjiang

I quickly checked where the riverside was, and then replied to the doll to confirm that the place I was looking for was correct. In addition, I deliberately added the words "glass house" to the end of that address, because he raised this when he first left the message.

I knew he wouldn't get back to me right away today, so I left a message and I didn't care. The next day, I called the company and called Populus euphratica over to help me sort out my things for going out. I felt that the deed of sale I signed at that time seemed to be a little too much, so I asked him by the way if he was willing to work here, and if he didn't want to do it, I could terminate the contract and give him his freedom.

Hu Yang hurriedly said that he was willing to do it, not only was he willing to do it, but he also wanted to be my apprentice and had been learning here. I don't have any experience in accepting apprentices, and to be honest, Hu Yang really doesn't have much talent to be an onmyoji, but seeing that he has this enthusiasm, I agreed.

In the afternoon, I re-signed a contract with him, and I asked him to work as an intern in the company, although the salary was not much, but at least he did not have to work for free. And his first job as an intern was to go with me to the riverside, because I really needed someone to help carry my bags.

At 12 o'clock in the evening, I deliberately looked at the comments on the Internet, but strangely the doll did not send any reply, this is the first time in several days that he has not responded.

The next morning, I took a plane with Hu Yang, we arrived at Binjiang at 4 o'clock in the afternoon, and then found a nearby hotel to rest, and by the way asked the waiter of the hotel about the glass house, but the waiter did not know what the glass house was, and she had never heard anyone talk about it.

After a little rest, after dinner, Hu Yang and I went around the streets, bought local maps, and called 114 to query, anyway, we basically used all the methods we could think of, but this "glass house" never appeared in our sight.

After returning to the hotel, I began to wonder if I had come to the wrong place, because from the information I found on the Internet, some cities have riverside districts, and some places have riverside communities and riverside gardens......

I'm starting to make the same mistakes again, and this kind of wild speculation is really pointless. I simply didn't think about it, fell into bed and went to sleep, expecting to wake up tomorrow morning and see the doll's message. Unfortunately, this expectation was disappointed, and when I woke up the next day, I didn't see a message from the doll.

After breakfast, Hu Yang and I were going to go out again to inquire about the glass house. As soon as I got to the lobby of the hotel, a waiter stopped me and handed me an envelope and said, "A guest left this last night, saying that he would give it to you when you were about to leave the house." ”

"Is it 12 o'clock?" I asked immediately.

"Yes." The waiter replied.

I took the envelope, nothing was written on it, I pulled out the letter inside, and the content of the letter was very simple: Lao Dao Xiang Lili Hanfu Wholesale.

The letter was signed in four words: Death Assistant.

I put the letter away, and immediately asked the waiter what the man who had delivered the letter yesterday looked like.

The waiter shook her head and said that she didn't know, the letter was received by someone who worked late yesterday, and she just did things according to the work handover sheet.

I simply went straight to the lobby manager and asked him to help me pull up last night's surveillance footage to take a look. The manager was quite talkative, and readily agreed to my request, but according to the video, it was a woman with bangs and a beige coat who delivered the letter last night.

I've already met with the death assistant once, no matter how much he can disguise himself, his height and body shape can't change, judging from the video, the person who sent the letter yesterday is at most 1.6 meters.

Maybe it's the messenger he paid for!

I didn't think much about it, and after thanking the lobby manager, Hu Yang and I went out to take a taxi and went to Laodao Lane as mentioned in the letter.

The location of Lao Dao Lane is a bit far away, considering that I have just recovered from the injury, I deliberately chose a big red taxi, and after getting on the car, I hung a few red cloth strips in the position of the warm wind, so that the more than 20-minute drive will not cause much interference to my five elements of yin and yang.

When the car drove into Laodao Lane, it felt like it had suddenly driven from the city to the suburbs, and the surrounding buildings suddenly became a lot shorter, the traffic flow also plummeted, and pedestrians could not see it.

Lili Hanfu Wholesale is a first-floor store in an old building, although the face is not large, but it is new and bright. The taxi stopped at the entrance of the small shop, and I got out of the car and looked inside as I walked towards the door, and through the floor-to-ceiling glass, I could clearly see several strangely shaped models standing at the door, and a man in red and green came over and opened the door for me.

Glass House, Doll...... Is this a small hanfu wholesale store that I am looking for? I thought as I walked inside.

The male clerk in the store waved the orchid and pointed to me to say hello, and his voice was very sissy.

I nodded at him and asked, "Is there a place called a glass house in this area?" ”

The sissy man smiled, "If you want to talk about the glass house, isn't it here." ”

"What about dolls?" I then asked.

"Isn't it complimenting the beauty of the Madou in my store?" The man giggled as he spoke, giving me goosebumps all over my body.

I simply took out the envelope and showed the sissy the letter inside.

The sissy scratched his head in confusion, "I don't know what's going on, aren't you here to buy clothes?" ”

"Let's see." I dealt with him and walked around the shop, especially the models in the room.

Generally, the models in the clothing store are all the same tall and short, and the faces are basically carved out of a mold, but the models in this clothing store are tall and short, fat and thin, and their faces are also different.

I walked up to one of the models in the corner and touched the model's face with my index finger.

Its face is soft! At the same time, the model's eyes, which had been looking at the middle of the hall, suddenly turned to me!

"Sir!" The sissy popped up from the side and wrapped his arm around my right arm. "Our models are all customized from South Korea, using artificial skins, which is very expensive, so if Mr. wants to touch it, just touch me, I'm cheap."

I quickly shook my arm away from the sissy man's hand, and then hurried out of the shop without looking back, not afraid of the so-called simulated special touch, but afraid of the sissy, I felt that if I stayed in this shop for a few more minutes, I would lose something! The formation is marked.