Back in Sitong Town, the children's house has become a sea of fire, and the fire cannot be extinguished.

In this scene, how many people are sad, and how many people are dark?

Song Che and the others spent the night in the town.

The next morning, the smell of burnt food was pervasive.

The huge children's house had been destroyed by a burn, and only a half-collapsed wall remained, and seven or eight corpses covered with white cloth were placed outside the house, revealing charred skin, which should no longer look human.

Tong Gui wore linen and filial piety, knelt in front of the corpse with all the disciples, wailing and crying: "Mother, mother, mother......"

To be able to teach such a hateful son, it is estimated that being a mother is not much better, and it can only be said that he deserves to die.

Last night's red thing, today's white thing.

There is a dragon for red and white ceremonies, so dare to be kind, you can receive two gifts.

Song Che smiled coldly, and left the town as if nothing had happened.

It is not uncommon to see men with knives along the way, interrogating passing merchants:

"Have you ever seen a fifty-year-old man with a bride in his twenties? If there is any news of them, come to Sitong Town as soon as possible to inform my eldest brother that my eldest brother will be rewarded! ”

Song Che took the opportunity to flicker:

"I've seen it once, and I wondered why the bride was in a hurry when she didn't have a room at night."

"Oh? When will you see them? In which direction did they run. ”

"Last night, I ran to the west, if I didn't stop, I would have run hundreds of miles!"

"To the west, chase!"

They went west, and Li's father and daughter went east, and the two sides went against each other, and the farther they pursued, the farther they fled.

……

In the next few days, after Shuzhou and Huangzhou, and then go further is Jinghu North Road, which is less than 200 miles away from the big city of Ezhou in central China, which is now Wuhan.

Customs and habits have also changed dramatically.

The fellows here are more straightforward and fast-talking, and their temper is more irritable than Jiangnan, Jingxiang girls are not tall, but their skin is very white, and their temperament is the same as their eating habits, spicy!

"Oh, it's so spicy, what kind of ingredients are added to make this eel spicy like this!"

Shen Wenjun stuck out his tongue, like a puppy, his face was flushed, and his forehead was dripping with sweat.

"A little girl in the south of the Yangtze River, what kind of Jingxiang hot girl to learn?" Song Che was about to take away the box of spicy eels.

Shen Wenjun said: "No, no, no, I still want to eat some, I still want to eat some......"

Song Che still put away the spicy taste and said with a smile: "How cheerful you eat now, how painful it will be when you go to the thatched house tomorrow, it's better to take it easy." ”

Shen Wenjun pursed his lips, saying "boring", lying on the window to blow the cool breeze, diluting the spiciness.

Once the material conditions are satisfied, people will try their best to satisfy their spirits, so as to look for stimuli and smells, eat things with stronger tastes, and do things with heavier tastes.

The journey is indeed boring, either a carriage or a post house, and the pedestrians on the road are in a hurry, and there is no leisure.

"Phew—"

Lin Yue suddenly stopped the carriage.

"What's wrong?" Song Che asked.

Lin Yue's voice came from outside the car: "They're not leaving." ”

Who won't go?

Song Che walked out of the carriage and looked ahead, there was a small forest, there was a pavilion at the entrance of the forest, and more than a dozen business travelers surrounded the pavilion and set up a stove to cook rice.

Thirty miles of a post, fifteen miles of one, five miles of a pavilion. It's still early in the dark, so why do you start cooking on a fire?

"Maybe people are tired, let's continue to walk and rest at the next station." Song Che said.

Lin Yue drove the carriage and continued to walk, but when he just passed by the pavilion, all the business travelers looked at them with puzzled eyes.

An old man reminded loudly:

"Stranger, why don't you go, aren't you afraid of ghosts asking for your life?"

Devil for your life?

Something happened.

Lin Yue was curious: "In broad daylight, where will there be ghosts?" ”

The old man said: "There are no ghosts during the day, but twenty miles ahead there is a peaceful town, where it is haunted every night, so we will rest here, and when it is dawn tomorrow, we will cross it in one breath." ”

The business traveler on the side also accosted: "Yes, yes, it's still a female ghost in red, sucking people's blood, digging out the heart and liver, but you can't go!" ”

Lin Yue looked at Song Che.

Song Che looked at Shen Wenjun.

Shen Wenjun's eyes widened, frightened and excited, vegetable and fun-loving.

Where are there ghosts in this world?

Even if there is, it is a pretend.

Where gods pretend to be ghosts, there are either treachery or injustice.

"Are you afraid?" Song Che asked with a smile.

Lin Yue raised his sword, patted the silver whip, and said proudly: "I am a fierce god and evil, and people give me the nickname 'Ghost Seeing Sorrow', and it is afraid when it looks at me!" ”

The shopkeeper must be the least daring, she tugged at Shen Wenjun's sleeve: "Whether it's true or not, let's not touch the mold, let's stay here overnight with the crowd." ”

"I've grown so big, I haven't seen a ghost yet."

Shen Wenjun looked at Song Che with a smile: "With Aunt Song here, there is nothing to be afraid of." ”

"Yes, Aunt Song, I rule all cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods."

"Then, let's go and see if this peaceful town is too peaceful."

……

When we arrived in Ping'an Town, night had completely fallen.

"Huhuhu......"

The cool breeze swished, blowing the lanterns hanging on the archway at the entrance of the town swaying, under the bright moonlight, the town seemed to be shrouded in smoke and sand, I don't know if it was a psychological effect, the empty street, the lifeless market town, everywhere revealed two words - mad!

Ping'an Town is not small, there are thousands of children and 800 households, it is just night, the lights are out, the wine shops and inns are all closed, everyone is silent, dead silence, dead silence.

"There must be ghosts here!"

Shen Wenjun pinched Song Che's arm, and from the moment she entered the town, her eyes barely opened.

I'm not sure if there are ghosts, but there's definitely something to be scared of.

Once people don't speak, they will lose their liveliness, and if they are not lively, they will be deserted, and the atmosphere will naturally be weird.

Nine times out of ten, this "yin and yang metaphysics" comes from people.

If everyone is generous and comes out to drink and go shopping, even if there is a really powerful ghost, it will not dare to show up.

Song Che found an inn with a glimmer of light in the house, and there was a door god in front of the door, a yellow charm, and a mirror hanging on the lintel.

"Knock knock—"

I had just knocked on the door three times, and the fire in the house had stopped.

"Shopkeeper, you're out of business? We're here to stay! Song Che shouted.

A voice came from inside the house: "We're closed, you might as well go and stay at another house." ”

Song Che said again: "As long as your inn is still lit, everything else is out, you can make it convenient, and we will double the room price." ”

"Oh, no—"

"No, I'll kick your door! If you don't even pick up customers, what inn do you open? "Lin Yue is big.

Then I heard a sound of footsteps behind the door, and then the door opened, and the young man poked his head out with a resentful look.

Song Che grabbed a piece of silver and shook it in front of his buddy's eyes.

The man's eyes lit up, and he took the silver in both hands and opened the door wide.

What are ghosts afraid of?

Money can make grinding ghosts.

"Guest officer, it's not that I don't welcome guests, it's that our Ping'an Town has not been peaceful recently, as soon as it is night, there are female ghosts in red floating on the street, and anyone who is targeted by her will have to fall eight lifetimes of mold if he doesn't die!"

The guy who watched the store welcomed a few people into the inn and talked about these things, but seriously, seriously!