"Unwell, is she sick?"
The old man who beat the rice shook his head.
"Then I'm not sure, I didn't ask in detail, I guess it's just some kind of minor illness ... The medical conditions in the village aren't good, and there's still a bit of evil, so it's normal to have an occasional headache or something."
Ning Qiushui sniffed and asked the old man for the address of the older woman.
After getting the information he wanted, he carried his dinner tray to Bai, Liu's room.
"Little brother, how's it going?"
Liu Chengfeng asked as he took a big bite of his meal while looking at Ning Qiushui.
"She didn't come, saying that she's not feeling well, but I think thatThings shouldn't be so simple, after dinner we'll go to her home to check the situation ..."
The two nodded.
After the meal, they followed the location guided by that old man and entered the village where the villagers lived.
To be honest, it was their first time coming to this place.
The sights to visit in the village as well as the guest house and were completely different from with the village.
The two buildings in the front were very fine, while in the village, the living environment of the villagers appeared to be quite simple, and even had the flavour of a poor countryside.
Judging from the architectural environment of the attraction, the trio had originally thought that the villagers' economy was quite good, and that everyone was still living in affluence.
However, the current environment was different from what they had expected from theThe scene was very different!
The ground was paved with mud and gravel, and the houses in which the villagers lived were mostly mud houses that didn't even have brick walls.
To the eye, it was full of depression.
"Holy ... shit how could it be so dilapidated?"
Liu Chengfeng murmured in a low voice, nerves as thick as his, he also discovered the abnormality in the village.
As the three of them walked forward along the dirt and stone road, the villagers who occasionally passed by, as well as the villagers who sat in the courtyard and were busy, all cast strange gazes at the three of them.
It was a bizarre scrutiny.
There was a touch of unspeakable guilt in their gazes, as well as a trifle of unspoken eeriness.
But without exception, when these villagers surveyed themThe waiters were all sneaky, not staring straight at them, and no one dared to lock eyes with them.
"These people really do have ghosts in their hearts."
Ning Qiushui sneered.
Soon enough, they arrived at the address of the big woman who had been serving food in the cafeteria yesterday at lunchtime.
When they pushed open the dilapidated fence gate and walked into the courtyard, they happened to run head-on into a middle-aged man who had only just come out of the house.
The middle-aged man was carrying a basin of water in his hand, with a towel on the side.
After seeing the trio, this middle-aged man's eyes suddenly changed, first revealing a panic that caught him off guard, but was quickly and forcefully suppressed.
"Who are you guys and what are you doing in my house?"
The middle-aged man's voice was light, seemingly harbouring hostility towards the three.
Ning Qiushui spoke:
"We're here to find Mi Lan."
Mi Lan, was the name of the older woman who had taken food in the cafeteria at lunch yesterday.
The middle-aged man's expression was ice-cold.
"You're looking for the wrong person, there's no one called Mi Lan here."
After saying that, he wanted to kick the crowd out.
Just as Ning Qiushui was considering whether or not to go in hard, Bai Xiaoxiao on the side suddenly spoke up:
"You'd better not stop us."
"To tell you the truth, it's not us who want to see Mi Lan, but a ... guy you can't afford to mess with."
The middle-aged man's movements stalled slightly at his words.
Bai Xiaoxiao swayed her pace, not quickly or slowly, and walked to his front, whispering a name to him.
Hearing that name, the middle-aged man's face went 'swish' white!
He took two steps back, cold sweat already seeping from his forehead.
"You don't believe me?"
Bai Xiaoxiao smiled in a mocking manner.
"Want us to take out that thing?"
"It's in his arms yo!"
This ghostly voice was like a cold wind blowing from the cold winter, causing the middle-aged man to stir for a moment as he hurriedly shook his head.
"No ... no need."
"Mi Lan is my wife, she is not feeling well today.So I don't really want her to meet outsiders."
Bai Xiaoxiao smiled warmly:
"Don't worry, there's a head for every grievance, and we're not here to seek revenge on her, there's just some things we want to confirm with her, we'll leave after we ask."
The middle-aged man immediately poured out the water in the basin and placed it on a stone platform, then led the crowd into the room.
The room looked a bit more shabby than the outside, like it hadn't been tidied up for a long time, and quite a lot of the furniture could make out thick traces of age, giving people the feeling like the house had been built decades ago and hadn't been updated with anything in between.
And a short and chubby middle-aged woman is lying on the bed, wrapped in the quilt, lips white.
Her eyes were closed tightly, as if she was asleep.
Bai Xiaoxiao walked forward and reached out her hand to touch the middle-aged woman's forehead.
Fever.
And it was a high fever, estimated to be a little over 39 degrees.
It seemed that the three people's movement was a bit loud and woke up Mi Lan.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she let out a shriek:
"When did you ... you guys come to my house?!"
Ning Qiushui signalled to Liu Chengfeng to close the room door.
As the room door creaked shut, the room turned gloomy.
Snap!
He pulled the chandelier.
The dim light hit the people, inexplicably adding to the eeriness of the figures.
"I have questions I want to ask you, and we'll leave after that."
Seemingly remembering Ning Qiushui's face, Meilan's expression eased slightly, not as panicked as earlier.
However, as Ning Qiu Shui's next question was asked, Mi Lan's body hidden under the quilt tensed violently!
"Why would you clean a murderous mansion for us outsiders to live in?"
Mi Lan stammered, her face pale:
"Sh, what murderous mansion?"
"I don't know what you're talking about ..."
Ning Qiushui looked into Mi Lan's eyes and suddenly revealed a smile:
"That building you guys temporarily cleaned out should be the ruins of the Temple of Smoke and Rain, right?"
When Mi Lan heard this, her entire body trembled violently.
Seeing that something wasn't quite right, the middle-aged man at the side was just about to step forward to stop him, but then he saw Ning Qiu Shui suddenly take something out of her arms and place it in front of him.
After seeing this thing clearly, the middle-aged man let out a loud cry and covered his head as he knelt on the ground, trembling!
It was as if he had been struck by an evil spirit, and his mouth kept chanting:
"It's none of our business ... We didn't do it ... Don't come to us ..."
At this moment, what Ning Qiushui was holding in his hand, huIt's Hirokawa's tablet!