I thought to myself, I can't help it, I'm afraid that even if I ask, he won't say a word more. Ganmu stopped in front of me, and the thief's snake eyes were fixed on me, and the ugly letter was spitting out of his mouth. I secretly cursed a few words in my heart, thinking about you, a brute, who cut you into pieces sooner or later and stewed a pot of soup!

So I turned around and left the house of the old man Qin, standing in the alley confused. He only gave me a day, so I had to hurry every minute, because I didn't know what the address meant, but anyway, I had to go and see it.

So I hurried up and inquired while searching for the way, and with the help of a kind local grandfather, I came to the edge of a hospital after passing through a few small alleys. The hospital sits on the side of the road, with a small road at the side entrance that winds its way down the hill behind it. And I asked the staff on duty at the hospital, and he told me that the road on the note was the path up the mountain.

Looking at the time, because I have been looking for the way, it really delayed me for a while, and now it is already more than two o'clock in the afternoon, and it took me more than two hours to find the way alone. It's just that if you're familiar with the nearby terrain, it will only take me a third of my time to find this place.

So I thanked the man on duty and went up the hill along the path. The number on the note made me look for a long time again. The number 22 was written on it, but I found the number 20 and 24, and the number 21 and 23 were also found on the other side of the road, but I couldn't find the number 22. According to the general rules, the houses on both sides of the road are arranged in the order of odd and even numbers, so even if several houses are far apart, they will not miss the mark.

From the perspective of the nearby environment, although there are people, they are all rural houses. At this moment, the place where I am is is already halfway up the mountain, and it may take about ten minutes to walk uphill from the hospital, but there is a narrower road on the side of the road, but this road is directly leading to the hospital, probably to facilitate the nearby residents to see a doctor, and a convenient road has been specially built.

I searched back and forth between houses 20 and 24 for a long time, and there was no sign of house 22 on the side of the road, so I began to wonder if this house 22 was not on the side of the road, but a little further away from the roadside. While I was thinking like this, a thin old man with a hoe in the appearance of a peasant walked past me. Because I knew that he was an authentic local, I asked him, uncle, do you know where this No. 22 is?

Uncle was a little behind the ear, so that I asked several times before he understood, and when he finally understood, he pointed in the direction away from the road, saying that it was over there, there was no house number, but there was only one house without a house number over there. You see it, just go in. Then he asked me instead, what's the matter, come to pick up someone? It's a pity, these years...

After saying that, he left without looking back, leaving me stunned. What do you call me to pick someone up? Where is the school? Nursery? Jail? Watching him walk away, I didn't continue to ask, thinking that I would look for it anyway, and I'll know later.

The place that the old man pointed to, in fact, according to the direction, happened to be the vacant area between No. 20 and No. 24, I don't know why, some of the houses at the foot of the mountain are quite close, but halfway up the mountain, there is a long distance between the two houses. I didn't think much about it at the moment, so I followed the direction that the old man said.

However, this road took a full ten minutes, but fortunately, the road was specially repaired and relatively smooth, so it was not too difficult to walk. Soon I found the house, lonely on the edge of a small hill, with a fence, and a sentry box at the door, and on the side of the sentry sat an old man, probably about the same age as the old man when he asked for directions. There are no signs on the fence, there is no writing, and there is no five-star red flag on the roof, so I don't think this will be a school. It's even less like a prison, because the prison will never send an old man to guard it.

Strangely, however, if the old man was here to guard the door, he should be facing the outside, the direction I had come, but he was sitting in the middle of the yard, facing the direction of the house. His head kept on the house, as if he was looking at something.

Maybe it was because I was walking louder, but when I was about twenty meters away from the door, he noticed someone approaching. But he just turned his head to look at me, but he didn't speak, and I saw that someone was there, and I was secretly happy, at least I knew something as soon as I asked. So I stepped forward and took out the small piece of red paper that the old Qin seniors gave me before, and then asked the old man, may I ask if this is a certain road and a certain number.

Probably because I met an old man with my ears behind my ears earlier, I was talking a little loud at the moment. So the old man who was guarding the door hurriedly made a shushing gesture to tell me not to make a noise, and then looked at the house with a wary face, and gestured towards me with a palm down, which meant to say, don't speak, let me listen.

I'm very strange at the moment, there are not many people on this mountain, and a fart can spread the sound far away, what is this old man alert about? Out of politeness, I had to obediently refrain from speaking. I don't know if I met the relationship between Qin's seniors, I feel that since last night, everyone I met has become weird because of this.

After a short while, the old man turned his head, looked at the note in my hand and said, I can't read, but this is the place you said, what are you here for? His tone was a little tense, with an uneasy emotion. It's just that he said this, but I was caught off guard. yes, what am I here for? So I stammered that I had also been told the place to find me, and I would have understood it when I got here, so I really can't answer you, because I really don't know what I'm here for.

The old man was not in a good mood and was a little anxious, and he said to me, look at your young age, what are you doing here for no reason, is this the place where a young man like you should come? Go back the way you came, don't make a mess here. Listening to his words, it seems that he thinks I am the one who is here to make trouble. But what he said puzzled me, this place didn't seem to be special, why wasn't it a place for a young man like me? Of course I wasn't going to listen to him and go back the way I came, because I had to figure out what I was here for. So I asked my uncle, uncle, if you listen to my accent, you know that I am not a local, so I don't know what I am doing here, can you tell me?

Uncle looked at me suspiciously, then frowned and asked, You really don't know? I nodded and said I really don't know. The uncle continued to ask, really don't know anything? I stood up straight, spread my hands and said helplessly, "Uncle, what should I know?" You deliberately went up the mountain to tease you all day long, didn't you? The old man believed it, and then said lightly, Oh, it seems that I really don't know, this is a morgue.

When the words "morgue" popped out of the old man's indifferent tone, I was inexplicably nervous, but I didn't know why I was nervous. For a person like me who has been dealing with life and death all year round, ghosts still dare to do it against him, what is so strange about the dead. However, I quickly judged from the old man's nervous and abnormal expression, as well as his unreasonable sitting posture, that something was probably going on here.

It stands to reason that the morgue is full of dead people, and it would be enough to have a bold person to guard it, and no one would be bold enough to come in and steal in this kind of place, at least I wouldn't dare to do that. The old man's alert appearance before, was he worried about something? But I didn't ask questions, because after all, I wouldn't reveal my identity easily until I figured out the general thing, and I wouldn't even reveal it if I had to.

So I said to the old man, oh, so that's the case, someone gave me this address, saying that he was looking for someone, here I see that there is anyone else besides you? The old man snorted and said, in this unfortunate place, except for an old man like me, who would want to come, and when I first came, I just said to look at the gate, how do I know that I still encountered such a mess, I am the blood mold of that life, and I have such an errand!

Listening to his tone, it seemed to be a little closer to my guess, and there was something strange here. It turned out that the so-called question test of Qin seniors also said that my master's approach should be the same as mine, and it seems that he just wants me to investigate and deal with this matter. It's just that he only gave me one day, and he didn't know if I could do it. In fact, I have been guessing on the way here that Senior Qin should not really doubt whether I am the master's apprentice, after all, according to his experience, there should be an answer to distinguish this point when I open my canvas bag. And he deliberately tested me this time, in order to test my depth, or just a prank.

But what I don't understand is that since Senior Qin knows that there is a strangeness here, this means that either he made this strangeness, or someone entrusted him. If he had made up the oddity, it would have been from the time I left the note on his door to three o'clock in the afternoon to-day, which means that he must have been to this place during this time.

So I asked the old man if anyone had been here since last night, and that man was not young, quite tall, with a big beard? The old man said that he had not seen it, and he only came in the morning, at least since the morning, he had only seen me alone. I asked again, could that be before you come in the morning? Maybe it was seen by your colleague on the night shift.

The old man was stunned: On night shift? Is this place still worth a night shift?