"Young man, if you have something to say, don't make fun of other people's heads at every turn." The old man immediately begged for mercy.

"I'll just get some firewood, you can help me get my head back first."

Jiang Linxian withdrew the arm holding the head and personally helped the old man put it on.

He wiped the nosebleed from his face and said to the old man: "Grandpa, you go and make firewood, I will do this kind of physical work to add firewood, you go and do it easily." ”

The old man got up with a dark face, walked tremblingly to the pile of logs and began to crack firewood, and kept breaking his mouth: "Today's young people, they can't bear any hardship, it's really useless." ”

Jiang Linxian took out the silk scarf in his pocket and wiped the chair that the old man was sitting on just now.

He seemed to hear what the old man was saying, and immediately asked loudly, "Grandpa, what did you just say?" I didn't hear clearly. ”

"I said young man, you are awesome, you know how to respect the old and love the young, very good!"

"That's as it should be, I see that you are old, so I let you do the easy work." Jiang Linxian said seriously: "The traditional virtue of respecting the old and loving the young has always been my greatest strength. ”

When the old man heard this, his arm trembled and cracked a log in half, venting his indignation.

Jiang Linxian held a black iron rod and kept pulling it in the stove, putting some wood in it by the way.

If you burn wood like the old man tonight, those logs won't be enough for one night.

Jiang Linxian pulled the charcoal in the stove, divided the dust under the bottom to both sides, and burned the wood with maximum efficiency.

While using an iron rod to remove the ashes of the fire, through the Night Child, he found a hairpin covered in ashes and silver-white.

Jiang Linxian used a wooden stick to pull out the hairpin.

Then wipe it clean with a silk scarf before picking it up for observation.

A message suddenly appeared on the hairpin.

[Ever since I was sold to this place, they have made me the leader, and I have faced the ugly faces of those guests every day; I wanted to use this hairpin to resist, but they snatched it, they punched and kicked me, and kept a watchful eye on me to prevent me from escaping.

Judging by the information, this hairpin is the leader's, and the leader just now is fake. has already run away, and the real leader, who doesn't know where to hide, may be hiding.

After reading this information, Jiang Linxian couldn't help but think: The leader here in the pavilion was sold here and coerced, as for why there is a fake leader now, it is unknown.

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"What are you doing with this hairpin?" The old man walked to the room with a bundle of wood, and when he saw Jiang Linxian holding a hairpin, he asked with a very serious face: "If you are lazy, I have to tell the old bustard." ”

"I remembered something happy." Jiang Linxian said: "Why is this hairpin in the furnace? Did you lose it? ”

"Yes." The old man said, "Recently I was reading a book on alchemy, and I heard that if you throw metal into the fire, it will turn into very valuable gold, so I have been trying. ”

"Don't take my stuff and throw it back." The old man said angrily: "If you take it out, if it doesn't work, I will eat you!" ”

"I like this hairpin very much, he reminds me of my childhood sweetheart, so I accepted it." Jiang Linxian directly put the hairpin into the inventory.

However, it is important to note that it is difficult to bring out a copy of the owner's items without the owner's consent.

When the old man was about to go crazy, Jiang Linxian exchanged a little gold in the Chaos Mall and handed it to the old man: "In exchange, this bit of gold will be given to you." ”

Not to mention, the price of this gold is not cheap.

It seems that whether it is the real world or the chaotic world, gold is valuable.

"You're a good kid, you can be a man." The old man said, "It's not like the first few humans who came in, who are here to go crazy with me at every turn. ”

"The end is to be the ashes of my furnace."

Jiang Linxian felt that it should be those players who had touched some of the old man's rules, so they would be taught a lesson.

"That is, the character of respecting the old and loving the young is engraved in my bones." Jiang Linxian said.

Winter, winter, winter!

There was a knock on the iron door outside, and the old bustard pushed open the iron door from the outside and walked in.

He flicked a handkerchief in the air a few times and asked, "The boiling water is almost enough now, so there is no need to boil it anymore." ”

"Number 44, you can go and do something else."

Jiang Linxian got up and said to the old man: "Grandpa, then I'll leave first, and I'll come over to help when I have a chance in the future." ”

"Coming back? If you come again, I'm afraid my body and bones won't be able to bear it. ”

"Get out of here, stinky boy!"

"When you're done burning this bit of wood, you can go to rest."

After the old bustard gave a few words, he left with Jiang Linxian.

"Mother-in-law, is there anything else you need help with?"

"No need tonight, go to rest early, and remember to get up and clean up tomorrow afternoon."

After a few words of advice, the bustard turned to leave.

The guests in the hall left one after another through the white light curtain.

The originally lively attic was suddenly much quieter.

Many human players have put down their work and are ready to go to rest.

From the pedestrian street to the first floor of the pavilion and then to this floor, it is almost five o'clock in the morning.

Jiang Linxian was also very tired, if it weren't for the support of ghost power, he estimated that he would die suddenly.

"Brother Jiang!" Ye Rousheng found Jiang Linxian in the hall and walked over with a smile on his face: "Brother Jiang, I heard a hint just now, saying that it is now entering the second stage, and in the first stage, did you see through the fake leader." ”

"Good luck." Jiang Linxian explained.

Ye Rousheng couldn't help but praise him hard, almost treating him as an idol.

"By the way, what about the extra money? Hasn't he come up yet? ”

"Not yet." Ye Rousheng said helplessly.

"Didn't I tell you the rules?" Jiang Linxian frowned and said.

"Uh......" Ye Rousheng's face was a little embarrassed, and said: "The rules are told to us, but the money seems to be quite weak." ”

"He raised his hand to perform, but the owner of the theater just wouldn't call his number."

"He didn't even applaud, and the waiters ignored him, and I don't know why."

Jiang Linxian frowned, and couldn't help but wonder: "Can it still be like this?" ”

"Is this kid lucky, or unlucky?"

He said he had also discovered the secrets of some theater attendants. Ye Rousheng said: "Brother Jiang, you can take a look at the information of the ghost chat group formed by the three of us just now. ”

Jiang Linxian took out his mobile phone and began to check the messages sent by Qian Duolai:

Brother Jiang, Brother Jiang! I feel like I'm gone, these theater ghosts just don't choose me to perform on stage, and seeing the players leave one by one, I'm almost left sitting there alone!

I'm finally on stage to put on a show!

Although I passed the performance, the owner of the theater said that it was too late and let me rest here for the night...... I'm so scared!

Brother Jiang, Ye Rousheng, I discovered a big secret of the theater! Those waitresses with white doll masks turned out to be players!

The moment they take off their masks, they have numbers like -20, -30 on top of their heads!