Chapter 148: Qinglan Inn
rested for two days in the Jiang family's old house.
I felt like I was alive again.
In fact, the main thing is to confirm whether the old house in Hepu has really been solved.
On the morning of the third day, the housekeeper Lao Zhuang sent a message.
But I didn't say whether it was Mrs. Jiang's relay.
A place called Qinglan Inn.
There's a lot of news.
With that, he left.
All four of us stayed in Jiang Shui's room.
It can be seen that Lao Xu and Lin Ke are a little anxious.
Because they are more desperate to go to Doll Ridge.
After closing the door, Lin Ke looked at me and asked, "Lin Agou, when are we going to leave for Doll Ridge?" β
Lin Ah Dog.
Damn name, damn river.
At the old house in Hepu, because I was so nervous, he called out my real name several times.
Now, it is no secret to Lao Xu and Lin Ke.
I still remember that the day after I came back, Lin Ke teased me all day because of this name.
At that time, I wanted to shove Jiang Shui's head into the toilet.
I naturally knew that Lao Xu and Lin Ke were in a hurry, so I looked at Jiang Shui and asked, "Where is Qinglan Inn?" β
"I haven't seen this Qinglan Inn, and I haven't been there, but I've heard of it, it is said to be a place to find out the news in the rivers and lakes, the boss is called Lanshuanghua, that place seems to be very smart, but it is only open for ten days a year, it seems that it should be time, I don't know the specific opening time."
"Then are you going to Qinglan Inn again?" Lin Ke asked with a frown.
"Now I went to Doll Ridge so rashly, and now there are clues to the Doll Temple, I'm afraid it's in vain if there is no direction, what are you anxious about, just go a little bit in general!" I explained bitterly.
"Lin Agou, no, let's call you Lin Yi, Lin Yi is right, you can't be blind, everything that is happening now proves that this place in Doll Ridge is too mysterious, and it is very dangerous, the more clues we have, the more secure it is."
As soon as Lao Xu's words fell, Jiang Shui immediately looked at Lin Ke and said, "That's it, little girl, look at Lao Xu, this is the person who understands, by the way, in the future, it will be called Lin Yi, what Lin A dog, Lin Yi!" β
I glared at the river.
Lin Ke stopped talking.
After lunch, we secretly left Jiang's house.
This is the meaning of Jiang Shui, obviously afraid that Jiang Pan will be entangled.
He didn't want this sister to be involved because it was too dangerous.
Qinglan Inn.
Located in a place called Gushui Town.
The town is not big, it is an old town, and it has retained the appearance of the previous time.
Even the tallest houses in the town are two-storey buildings with detached courtyards, and most of them are bungalows.
Walking around the town, it's like going back in time.
The bluestone pavement is not flat.
Every street looks like an alley.
Sometimes you will see an old man sitting in front of the house on the side of the road, or smoking a dry tobacco stick, or selling a stupid person.
Without the bustle and noise of the city, although it is quiet, it really makes people feel that the mood will be inexplicably calm.
If you live in such a quiet place, everyone may live a long life.
Walk through a relatively narrow alley next to a small supermarket.
A middle-aged woman at the door was selling dumbfounded, with a handful of melon seeds in her hand.
Jiang Shui immediately walked over and bought something casually and asked, "Sister, let me ask, how to get to Qinglan Inn?" β
"Where?"
"Qinglan Inn." Jiang Shui repeated.
"Oh, go over there, go two more alleys and you'll see it."
"Thank you, big sister."
The town is very remote and there are not many tourists.
A few of us looked like outsiders, but the woman didn't look surprised at all, but very calm.
It seems that at this time of year, it is estimated that outsiders come to the town and go to the Qinglan Inn.
So some of the people here are not surprised.
After walking through two alleys, in the third alley, I really found the Qinglan Inn.
The faΓ§ade is very ordinary, even very unremarkable.
It is also a house that has been preserved as before.
A small two-story tulou.
It doesn't look anything special, it's just an inconspicuous private inn.
Jiang Shui glanced at me, and then walked in first.
It also looks normal inside.
There's a front desk, but it's a bit out of the flow, and the counter is just a wooden table.
It's been a few years, too.
A young girl is reading a book.
It's not a serious book, it's one kind of horror ghost story book.
And it's a very thick one.
Jiang Shui leaned over and asked, "We live in a hotel." β
The girl glanced at a few of us, then took out a notebook and put it on the table, "Let's see how many days it takes." β
When Jiang Shui opened the book and took a look, he immediately gasped and said in surprise, "Is this the palace?" β