When the news of the three parties was followed, the local characteristics of this salt town finally emerged a rough outline.

First of all, there is a special zone outside of Salt Town, which can only be accessed by a special way of "Scattering Salt".

Thinking about it like this, it seems that Li Qingshan understands why the little red horse will come back and realize that he and the others are going around in a big circle.

Presumably, it is its unique perception that can detect the existence of the "coffin field".

Maybe the little red horse can try again, maybe it can find that special area?

Secondly, a bold hypothesis can be made through the various behaviors of the people of Yanzhen regarding the use of salt......

The whole town is dead!

And the reason why they are still alive is that they used secret methods to forcibly leave them in the world.

Ordinary salt has become a special medium in the secret method.

It is used to slow down the decay of the body of the "living dead......

Of course, this salt town has not become a place of no death.

After a special moment, the "living dead" will still die.

At that time, a special funeral procession will bring the family members together to send the person to the "coffin field".

The person who entered the coffin with the funeral procession was also the family member of a person who was about to be "resurrected".

Although this "resurrection" may seem incredible, it is clear that there are many limitations.

The four coffin bearers need to talk to them......

Finally, and the trickiest bit...... Ma Sanniang!

This woman appeared just right, and as soon as she came, she "hooked" Wang Xuanji's soul.

In Wang Xuanji's narration just now, the only effective information is probably the first sentence - Ma Sanniang is here!

The rest of the words have his true feelings revealed, and there are also some deliberate cover-ups.

Therefore, Li Qingshan clicked Wang Xuanji at the end, and let him solve it by himself.

As for whether Wang Xuanji will come at night, whether he is honest or not, he really doesn't care too much......

"Daddy!"

"Why are you here?"

From afar, Xiaomeng saw Li Qingshan and Kongming.

Looking at the little dream that was jumping and running over, Li Qingshan smiled and said, "Why did you run out?" ”

Let's dig a minute.

Xiaomeng was like an octopus, directly hugged Li Qingshan's thigh, shook his head and said, "Mother came out to set up a stall, I came out to help." ”

Spot?

Li Qingshan looked in the direction where Xiaomeng was running, and the young woman was indeed looking at him quietly in front of a simple stall.

After meeting the eyes, the young woman's cheeks turned red, her eyes moved half a minute, and it fell on Li Qingshan's body again: "Li Gongzi!" Guru! Come and eat a bowl of noodles. ”

"Amitabha!"

As soon as he heard that he had something to eat, Kong Ming smiled from ear to ear, he took out a big bowl, and took the lead in walking towards the noodle stall.

"Boom!"

[I want to eat it too.] 】

The little red horse let out a low roar, and then caught up with the sky.

"Little dream, let's eat noodles down." Looking at the little octopus-like Nizi, Li Qingshan raised his leg slightly.

"Daddy! Let's go."

"Xiaomeng holds it like this, and you can also go."

As he spoke, Xiaomeng tightened his arm.

"Then you're holding on." With that, Li Qingshan stepped out, and his figure instantly appeared in front of the noodle stall.

And Xiaomeng only felt a breeze blowing on his cheeks, and his mother's voice sounded in his ears: "Xiaomeng, let go of Li Gongzi." ”

Little Dream with a puzzled look on his face turned his head.

The young woman was hunched at the waist and holding a rolling pin, as if she was going to beat her.

"Humph! I hugged my father, mother, you didn't dare to move. "The little dream is still the same little dream.

The young woman's temper obviously could not cure him.

"Li Gongzi, look at this kid......"

Li Qingshan shook his head and said with a smile: "Four bowls of somen noodles." ”

"Hey.. Good! The young woman pointed to the table and chairs placed beside her, and hurriedly said, "You make it, and the noodles will be ready immediately." ”

"Hmm."

In response, Li Qingshan walked to the table with the "little octopus" and sat down.

When she arrived at the table, Xiao Meng didn't hold her thighs, she supported her hands and sat on Li Qingshan's side.

"Little dream, Daddy asks you a question."

Li Qingshan leaned close to Xiaomeng's ear and whispered, "Did your mother rub your body with salt?" ”

"Nope." Xiaomeng also responded softly: "Won't the salt be sticky when rubbed on the body?" ”

"How do you know it's going to be slimy?"

Xiao Meng followed Li Qingshan's example, leaned close to his ear, and continued: "Grandfather is slimy...... I've seen him many times, secretly rubbing salt on his body. ”

"Xiaomeng originally wanted to try, but his grandfather wouldn't let him."

Li Qingshan nodded thoughtfully: "What about your mother?" Does she rub her body with salt? ”

"I haven't seen it, but Xiaomeng can help you ask."

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Meng shouted in his throat: "Mother! Daddy wants to ask if you're slimy. ”

Li Qingshan: ......

Little Red Horse: I wrote it down for you...... Tell Xia Lin when he turns around......

The empty man who was using a bowl to hold noodles simply closed his ears: "The poor monk can't hear it!" ”

The young woman's cheeks were flushed with the noodles in the pot with her chopsticks, and she didn't know how to respond, so she pretended not to hear.

What kind of child is Little Dream?

That's the winner when you open your mouth!

Seeing that her mother didn't pay attention to her, Xiaomeng immediately planned to make a brace: "Daddy!" If you touch your mother like this, you will know if she is sticky or not! ”

Li Qingshan pinched Xiaomeng's face: "Okay, don't think about something all day long." ”

"People are small and big, sooner or later your mother will be teased and beat you up."

Xiaomeng hugged Li Qingshan's arm and took a greedy sip: "Xiaomeng is not afraid, Daddy will protect me." ”

On the side, the empty shadow, who couldn't hear the sound, stared at the chopsticks in the young woman's hand.

The noodle should have been cooked a long time ago, but the young woman kept stirring it in the pot.

Although the movement is gentle, the noodles can't stand much cooking.

Watch the noodles break or melt into lumps.

Kongming put the bowl in front of the young woman's eyes: "Donor, you can't cook it anymore, it's time for the noodles to melt." ”

"Ahh The young woman of Huaichun realized her mistake and hurriedly responded, "Master, why don't I give you another bowl?" “

"I can't hear... Just give me all the stuff in the pot. Sora pointed to his ears and then to the bowl, and spoke loudly.

It's the feeling that if you can't hear it, you will deliberately increase the volume of your speech......

The young woman, in a hurry, hurriedly threw the uncooked noodles into the empty bowl.

After the noodles are caught in the air, they naturally break off from time to time, and fall into the boiling water with a clatter.

The boiling water splashed the young woman's hands.

However, as if she was used to it, she rolled up her sleeves casually, took some of the cold boiled water from the side with a wooden ladle, and poured it into the pot of boiling water.

The boiling pot suddenly cooled down.

When she was about to continue to give the empty noodles, she found that the monk who had only been staring at the noodles before suddenly stared at her arm......