Gong Eighteen was silent.

I scolded myself in my heart: I haven't integrated into the corner after I have dressed up, and I am simply derelict in my duties.

He quickly covered his face and pulled the adult's hand off. With a touched face, he said a little shyly: "Xianggong, this is outside, you pay attention to it, don't make people laugh." ”

Di Ying: "......"

He coughed and coughed, withdrew his hand, put it behind his back, and walked towards the village.

Gong Shibai lowered his head, his face flushed with a smile, but he looked like he was blushing shyly.

But no one saw it.

No one in the village was walking around.

A wisp of smoke floated from the chimney on the roof of every house, facing the sky. Mixed with the cold wind and snowflakes, a faint mist seems to envelop the entire village in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Everything in front of me seems to be a little hazy. At the same time, it also covers the already strange and quiet atmosphere in the village with a layer of mystery.

I can't see that people's hearts are not so down-to-earth.

The three of them walked to the end of the village, and Peng Liang walked to the courtyard door of the penultimate house on the left and knocked on the door.

The villagers usually stay out of the night and don't close their doors.

Pengze County has closed every household because of the disappearance of the loving couple.

After the case was cracked by Di Ying, the courtyard door of each family was greatly opened in the daytime, and the number of loving couples increased.

In this village, it is not night, and the gates of every house are closed.

When Di Ying came all the way, he was also puzzled.

"Woohoo", "Bah", Peng Liang knocked on the door twice, twice, intermittently.

This knock is a bit elaborate.

Two are guests, three are ghosts, four are debts, more quantities, and those who have been knocking urgently are urging lives.

Of course, this is not the case everywhere.

Life makes people's lives chaotic, and these small things have long been forgotten by most people.

Or maybe they've never heard of it at all.

Anyway, it's just how to knock it right.

Di Ying was quite casual when she knocked on the door, knocking twice and then stopping.

Peng Liang was very polite, and he had a sense of rhythm, as if he was a password to the head.

But they didn't open the door for him.

"Who?" Someone in the courtyard asked.

Peng Liang replied more politely: "Hello auntie, our family of three is passing by, and we can't find a place to stay, may I ask ......?"

"I don't have a place at home, so you can ask someone else to go." The man inside refused.

Peng Liang still said very politely: "Sorry to disturb you." ”

Then, turning around, he walked to the door of the penultimate house on the left and knocked on the door again.

What I got was still the same: a direct refusal not to open the door.

Peng Liang walked to the right side again, knocking on the penultimate household.

No surprises, no surprises.

The last two households on the right also rejected Peng Liang's request.

Things are clearly even more wrong.

This village does not seem to be poor, on the contrary, it is full of green bricks and green tiles, and the households are spacious, and it is simply a rich village.

How can it be so rejected, thousands of miles away? This is not in line with the atmosphere of the country.

Di Ying's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

Is it true that the richer you are, the worse your heart becomes?

Or has the vigilance always been so heavy?

Is it something that has happened to this village?

The four houses that might have hidden the villains did not open their doors...... Peng Liang didn't delay, knocking down the third household.

This time, the door opened.

Out came a goosebump-haired old woman.

The old woman's cloudy old eyes opened, looked at the family of three outside, and then ......

Shaking his head and refusing: "There are no outsiders in this village to stay overnight, so you should leave quickly while the sky is not completely dark." To the west, ten miles away, there is a village. You'll be able to find a place to spend the night. ”

When Gong Shibai heard this, he immediately became "lame".

Carrying a small burden, he limped and walked up to the old woman with some difficulty, bent down and said, "Grandma, our family of three is not fleeing. I just went to Xincai County to visit my married daughter.

When I came back, it was snowing heavily, and I was delayed by my useless legs. That's why I have to ask you to spend the night.

We don't eat your food, we don't bother your people. Just leave us for the night. There are still ten miles of land, and the weather is cold, and my legs are ...... Grandma, you can do it. ”

As he spoke, he took out thirty or forty copper plates from his baggage, held them and handed them over.

Grandma's gaze swept over the copper plates, and then over their faces.

Still shook his head, and was about to close the door.

Di Ying stepped forward, arched her hand, with a kind smile on her chubby face, and said, "Grandma, you live alone, right?" So inconvenient?

You haven't cooked dinner yet, have you? Are you planning to take two bites casually to deal with it? That's not going to work. Grandma, it's cold, and if you eat cold food, you won't be able to walk anymore.

In this way, I just bought the herbs for my mother-in-law to treat her legs, you let us borrow them for a night, I will leave these herbs for you, you soak your feet in hot water at night, it will be much more comfortable. ”

As he spoke, he saw that the old woman's face had a trace of hesitation, but she still did not withdraw her hand that wanted to close the door.

Di Ying said again: "You can rest assured that you can take us in." I'll go and talk to the village chief's house. That household over there is the village chief's house, right? I'll go back as soon as I go. You go into the house to warm and warm. ”

When the old woman heard this, she put down her hand.

But though the door was not closed, no one was invited in, and he did not enter the house himself, he was there.

Di Ying had already turned around and ran towards the village chief's house.

The courtyard door of the village chief's house opened as soon as he knocked on it.

The village chief was a tall, strong, black-tower-like man of about thirty-five years old. There is also a scar on the side of the forehead, which looks vicious.

Standing in the courtyard, hearing the intention of the fat middle-aged man, the village chief looked at the man several times.

Shaking his head dryly refused, and made a gesture to drive away.

"This village does not allow outsiders to stay overnight, you go."

Di Ying was pushed by him and staggered two steps, and after trying to stand firmly, he muttered as he walked out.

"My mother-in-law is lame and can't get on the road. If you don't let us stay overnight, I'll have to keep knocking on doors from door to door. Unless you throw us out of the village, but then I'll report to the police. ”

When the village chief heard this, his eyes immediately widened, and his big slap immediately raised: "You dare!" ”

Di Ying turned her head to look over, a cold flash flashed in her eyes, and she replied with two words: "You dare!" ”

The village chief's hand froze in the air, and a flash of fear suddenly passed through his heart.

He withdrew his hand, rubbed his eyes, and then looked at the fat uncle in front of him, and couldn't help but wonder if he had been dazzled just now?

How could you be scared by such an old man?