When you enter the door, there is a large courtyard inside. There were originally green bricks on the ground, but the weeds in the brick joints had risen to more than half a person's height, and they were not much different from the wild land outside, but after all, there were bricks and stones, and the weeds grew sparsely, which did not hinder walking.

The house in the courtyard also feels much more dilapidated than the outside, the eaves pillars are decayed, the tiles are falling off, and it looks as if it has been abandoned for many years, and it is completely uninhabitable. The little girl ignored this, and took Huang Chang and Lou Laodao all the way through the front yard and walked to a side courtyard. The houses here seem to be in a better state of deterioration than before, or at least they are still in good condition.

The little girl pointed to the empty rooms next to her, and said in a very casual tone:

"There's no one in any of these houses, so just find a room to live in, and don't run around at night. ”

As she spoke, she walked to the other row of rooms opposite, which seemed to be her own quarters. The door was open, and there was almost nothing but a bed and a table. The bed was very messy, and there were things piled up on the table, apparently it had not been cleaned up for a long time.

But for this little girl, the most important thing now is obviously not to be clean and tidy, but to fill her stomach - Huang Chang saw her drag a small pot from the corner of the house, scoop some rice from the rice bowl under the bed with a gourd scoop, and then go to a missing water tank in the courtyard to draw some water. Then he put it on a few brick and stone stoves in the corner of the courtyard, ready to cook and eat.

But there was no shortage of firewood—so the little girl went out into the yard and began to pick up the weeds that had withered on the ground, as if intending to use them to start a fire for cooking.

With her physical strength at the age of only seven or eight years old, it was not easy to scavenge the withered hay from the cracks in the bricks. After pulling out a few trees with great difficulty, the little girl looked up, but saw Huang Chang and the others looking at her, and suddenly became a little nervous.

"I don't have anything to eat for you, and my family is running out of rice. ”

The little girl said whatever she wanted, and walked back into the house, and turned the rice jar up to show them—there was indeed only a shallow layer inside, and it was still yellowed brown rice.

Huang Chang's heart was slightly sour-he couldn't stand this, although he knew that this place was weird, and the existence of this girl itself was quite strange. But he still took two steps forward, walked in front of her, and reached into his arms with a deception—in fact, he took out a cloth bag from the Qiankun ring.

"It's okay, we've brought some dry food with us - little sister, would you like to eat with us?"

Huang Chang opened the cloth bag to her, which contained steamed buns, flax cakes, and dried meat, etc., the girl's face suddenly showed a happy look, nodded, reached directly into the cloth bag, took out a white-flour steamed bun, and regardless of the dirty finger prints on it, stuffed it into her mouth and took a big bite:

"It's delicious, I haven't eaten white flour buns for a long time. ”

Huang Chang smiled and sat down across from her. Homeopathic asked:

"What's your name, little sister?"

"My name is Duoduo. ”

"Why are you the only one in this big house?"

Huang Chang asked all kinds of questions like a strange uncle, and the little girl replied defenselessly:

"There were a lot of people, parents, grandparents...... But one day, everyone suddenly disappeared. I and my sister were left, and then even my sister was gone. ”

"That'...... What's the deal with haunted houses? Aren't you afraid?"

"It's my sister who said that our house is haunted, but as long as you don't mess with them, you won't hurt me, so you won't be afraid. As long as you don't run around at night, you'll be fine. ”

This little girl named Duoduo is very natural when she mentions ghosts, without fear or fear, just like mentioning cats and dogs, is it really "the ignorant are fearless"?

Huang Chang's heart became more and more puzzled, seeing that the little girl had finished eating the steamed buns in her hand, she handed another one over, and when the little girl reached out to take it, her fingers gently brushed the back of her hand.

- Of course, he didn't want to take advantage of such a little girl, but wanted to confirm something. But after really confirming it, his face changed slightly.

The old man next to him noticed his small movements, walked over slowly, and sat down beside him. Taking advantage of the opportunity for the little girl to concentrate on eating steamed buns without even raising her head, she stroked her beard lightly, and took the opportunity to whisper in Huang Chang's ear with the technique of "transmitting sound into secret":

"How's that, surprised?"

"She turned out to be a living person...... It's just an ordinary little girl...... How could it be, how could she have survived?"

- Huang Chang had always thought that even if this child was not a ghost, he must be a corpse demon, and the reason was very simple- it was absolutely impossible for an ordinary human girl of seven or eight years old to survive in this environment, even if there were no vicious beasts nearby, just looking at the food in the rice jar was not enough!

He and Lou Laodao came here on a temporary initiative today, and it was impossible for such a coincidence to meet a little girl who was about to run out of food at this time. Unless the other party can remain in this state at all times...... What else could that be a "thing"?

However, after touching the other party in person and probing it with the monk's divine thoughts, Huang Chang did not find any flaws. Although the little girl's body temperature was a little low and her health was not very good, she was a living person with temperature after all, and there was nothing abnormal in her consciousness.

Lou Lao Dao obviously understood where his unexpected feelings came from, laughed lightly, and still communicated with him in a low voice with the technique of sound transmission:

"If we hadn't intervened, she would spend half an hour picking up 37 weeds, cooking a small pot of brown rice porridge, and then going back to bed to avoid physical exertion. But even so, she has less than half a catty of water left in her rice tank, and there is only enough water in the water tank for two days - if it doesn't rain. ”

Huang Chang looked at the old man Lou in amazement, and the old man continued to say indifferently:

She would sleep until about the turn of the day, when she was awakened by a knock at the door, and outside a crowd of passers-by would come in and ask to stay overnight. The little girl agreed, and told them that the house was haunted and that they should not wander around, but the men did not listen. And then...... Something will happen in the evening. ”

"But whatever happens in the night, when the morning rises and the dawn comes, everything will go back to the way it was...... Every day is exactly the same, never changing. ”

"How do you know?"

Huang Chang finally couldn't help asking, and the old Taoist priest Lou looked at the little girl named Duoduo who was concentrating on eating steamed buns, and a complicated expression finally appeared on his face:

"Because I came in seventeen years ago...... She was already what she was then. I have been here dozens of times in the past two years. All kinds of possibilities, all kinds of variations...... Almost all tried. I had always wanted to rescue this poor little girl, but I never succeeded. ”

"And everything here has never changed. ”