Lu Fengjian saw these villagers clearly, and felt a chill in his heart: "Looking at the tide, these villagers have braids and small feet, they can't be dead people!" ”

Seeing this strange scene, Leng Buding muttered in his heart, Yue Guanchao looked around and said to him: "Impossible, don't guess, don't you smell the smell of smoke in the village, eat people's food and pull people's dung, how can you say that you are also a living person." ”

"I see the temperature is already dropping, we have to find a place to deal with it first, so as not to freeze to death outside."

Song Siyuan is right, even if it is summer in the forest, the temperature will not be too high, once it is night, the coolness hits, and goosebumps rise.

They walked a little further, and saw the banner of "Yeheyi" hanging on the rammed earth stone wall, and hurriedly knocked on the door.

"Who?"

The owner of the stone house heard that there were people outside, and he didn't seem to be willing to open the door, so Song Siyuan changed his voice and whispered: "Shopkeeper, we want to spend the night here." ”

Before the words fell, the wooden door of the stone house was pushed open, and an old man with dark skin and pockmarked face leaned out half of his body, and when he saw two men behind Song Siyuan, his eyes immediately became vigilant.

"You are strangers, you are still outside at such a late hour, you are carefully chased by wild beasts, come in quickly."

With the permission of the shopkeeper, Yue Guanchao tied the horse into the stable, and the three of them stepped into the threshold.

He carefully observed, this pavilion is no different from ordinary inns, the decoration is old, the storefront is aging, there are a few tables and chairs on the first floor, which are counted as dining halls, the counter is full of wine jar shelves, the dish brand has been worn and pulped, it has not been updated for a long time, and the guest room is the stairs from the counter, which is roughly this pattern.

"Old man, your surname!"

"Just call me Lao Lu."

"Why is your inn business so cold?"

Yue Guanchao and they had just arrived, and he was not sure if this was a black shop, he wanted to sit down, but when he touched the dust on his bench hand, he didn't have the heart to rest.

The old man turned his back to them, wiping the dust on the counter alone, he listened to Yue Guanchao's words, suddenly turned around, his cloudy eyes were bloodshot, and his face showed an obscure expression of unknown meaning, as if crying and laughing:

"Haha, young man, this is not an inn, you didn't see the banner of 'Yehe Station' hanging outside the door, it is an official post set up by the imperial court in Yehemin, which is specially used by military messengers to stay overnight and do business, and usually does not receive ordinary people, I let you in because I see that you are pitiful."

The official post, the imperial court, the people's tun, the military government, the messenger, this old man said a string of words, no matter how he looked at it, it looked like a dead man in the previous dynasty, Yue Guanchao and they heard it with a chuckle in their hearts, and the temperature in the stone house plummeted, like falling into an ice cave.

He quietly stopped Lu Fengjian and Song Siyuan behind him, clenched the horse brand short gun, and asked cautiously: "Old man, dare to ask what year it is tonight?" ”

The strange old man stared at Yue Guanchao for a long time, as if he was confronting him.

The corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and his hoarse voice squeezed out of his throat: "Cough... Know, fifteen years of the Republic of China! ”

"Whew!"

There was a false alarm, and the old man knew what age it was, indicating that it was not a dead person, and they breathed a sigh of relief.

"Young man, do you think I'm a ghost!"

Yue Guanchao wiped the beads of sweat on his head, and acquiesced without speaking.

The old man coughed a few times: "It doesn't have to be like this, I had smallpox when I was a child, and when I was cured, I left the root of the disease." ”

"However, since you know that it is now the Republic of China, why do you still maintain the dress of the previous dynasty!"

Lu Fengjian had found out from just now that there were no villagers in modern clothes in the town, and he was quite curious about this.

Lao Lu walked out of the counter, still holding herbal tea in his hand, and he poured a bowl for everyone.

"This Yehe Town originally did not exist, more than 20 years ago, there was a fire in Wucoffin Town, the whole village was inhabited, and the military government was afraid that there would be another incident after people entered, so they moved some of the soldiers and civilians stationed on the border here to close the entrance of Wuxiang Town, but I didn't expect that it was only more than ten years ago that the dynasty was gone, and we people have already settled their homes here, and there is no need to move away."

"It's been almost 20 years since I dressed up, and there's no need to change it, anyway, the town is so big, and they are all old people who know each other, so I tacitly maintain the old customs of the previous dynasty."

As Lao Lu spoke, he saw that Yue Guanchao was still guarding against him, so he picked up the bowl and took a sip, which dispelled everyone's doubts.

Then he put the bronze key on the table: "If you want, you will stay here for the night today, but I will not clean it up for you, you have to do it yourself, just remember one thing, do not open the window if you hear any sound at night." ”

Although Yue Guanchao didn't understand why this old man said this, he still understood the principle of following the customs of the villagers, and he took Lu Fengjian and Song Siyuan to the second floor and entered the room that Lao Lu gave them.

The inn rooms were fairly clean, and they were already sleepy after a day's walk, so they cleaned up a little, separated the rooms with old screens, blew out the candles, and fell asleep.

At night, Yue Guanchao slept soundly, and suddenly felt a burst of dampness and heat on his forehead.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and before he could make a sound, he was covered with his mouth, he wanted to struggle with brute force, but carefully felt this faint body fragrance, it was not Song Siyuan who else.