Bai Lixin: "Boss, you look sad. Did you encounter something troublesome?"

The boss sighed helplessly: "You don't know, my wonton shop was not originally opened here. I opened it in the east of the city. I am a little old man and have a child to take care of at home, so I have many things to think about.

I want to earn some money for my children and a wife. So every time I work late at night and don’t go home.”

"Who would have thought that it was that day that I saw a figure staggering over from a distance. His movements were very strange. I originally thought he was drunk. But when the man came closer, when I saw it, I was almost scared to death.

go out."

"Who is this person? He is clearly a monster."

"But..." the old man paused, "I actually know that monster."

"I remember him. He would come and sit in my shop every evening. He would sit there all night. No one would leave until he reached the street. I was also setting up a stall by myself. Although he was a bit in the way of my business, it was okay to stay there.

If he can be my companion, I will never drive him away."

"Sometimes, when he has a lot of money, he will order a bowl of wontons to eat. Sometimes when he doesn't have a lot of money, he just sits there, looking around, as if he is waiting for someone."

"I saw how pitiful he was, so I would serve him a bowl of wonton soup."

"Hey, I was quite annoyed when he came to my place every day. Now that he is gone, I miss him a little bit."

Priscilla: "Then why did you move here again?"

He didn't come here by chance to eat wontons. He chose this place because the place where the first strange corpse was found was in front of the wonton stall.

He once visited the crime scene and found that there was no wonton shop. He probably moved away after the incident.

Later, he walked around Qingcheng Town for a long time and finally found the wonton shop.

right here.

The old man sighed, "It wasn't because of that strange thing that happened. I was also quite scared. I tossed and turned at night, always feeling like that person was always pestering me. Later, I burned paper money for him and moved here."

Bai Lixin: "Didn't you just say that there are strange things? What strange things?"

Old man: "I moved here, and I encountered a little thief. You said that in this wonton shop, I don't have anything valuable. So after I finished my work, I just put away the things, cleaned the dishes and left them here.

.But I don’t know what’s going on here, I got robbed twice in five days.”

"That little thief made a mess of my shop."

Priscilla: "What's missing?"

The old man: "I haven't lost anything. I have been working for many years. I remember everything in my shop very clearly. I can't remember a few bowls and a pair of chopsticks. That little thief rummaged through my place."

It’s a mess, but I looked at it myself and didn’t see anything missing.”

Bai Li Xin and Fan Jia looked at each other.

Nothing was missing, but it was very messy.

That means you are looking for something specific.

"Uncle," Baili Xin thought for two seconds and asked, "When that strange corpse walked to your door that day, when you came the next day, did you find anything in the shop?"

The old man sighed and stamped his feet, "No. I was just wondering if this little thief was looking for something when he ransacked my shop. It would be fine if he ransacked my shop, but if he ransacked my house, there would be an old woman in my house.

With a child, if the thief is fierce, I'm afraid that something will happen to them."

"What do you mean this is? Since that day, things have not gone well for me." The old man sighed. "I thought that I might have attracted some evil spirits, so I wanted to seek good luck from the master."

"Boss, when are you going to pack your things and go home?" Bai Lixin suddenly asked.

"Wait a little longer, now is the busy time, when the busy is over, I will go home."

Under the table, Bai Lixin secretly kicked Fanjia.

Fan Jia looked over in confusion and saw Bai Lixin blinking at him.

Fanjia was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the boss: "Amitabha, donor, I am here because we are destined. Since we are destined, I can go with you to your home to see if there are any evil ghosts in your home.

If so, I will help you exorcise evil spirits."

"what do you think?"

The old man immediately wiped his hands with his apron, "Is what the master said true?"

His eyes that were originally bright quickly dropped in despair, "But I am short of money, and I really don't have the money for you to waste your time."

Fanjia: "Monks don't talk about money, they talk about fate. We have fate and don't need money."

"puff--"

Bai Lixin was drinking water when she suddenly choked when she heard these words.

Fanjia looked over with concern: "Are you okay?"

Priscilla: "I'm fine, fine."

The old man looked at the moonlight in the sky and said, "Master, wait for me. I will clean up the shop and we will set off now."

Bai Lixin: "Didn't you say you still want to do business? It doesn't matter, we can wait for you."

"If you don't do it, it's just one day, and it won't cost you much." The old man began to pack his things. "I can still clearly distinguish the priorities."

There were originally three or five customers eating wontons at the wonton shop. Bai Lixin waited for more than ten minutes. When everyone left and they were left alone, the boss began to clear away the tables and chairs quickly.

He used his somewhat stooped body to fasten the tables one by one, and then hung the bench on the table.

This is his daily job.

By the time everything was done, more than five minutes had passed.

What seems to be repetitive and boring work every day is actually a treasure that creates wealth with his hands.

"Okay, gentlemen," the old man looked at the visitor with some embarrassment, "I have kept you waiting for a long time, let's go."

After following the old man for a while, they left the bustling downtown area and came to a more ordinary civilian area.

As soon as a few people walked into the alley, Fanjia suddenly stopped.

He glanced into the air with a deep look in his eyes.

Seeing this, the old man quickly asked: "Sir, what are you looking at?"

Fanjia looked away and shook his head: "Nothing, let's go."

After a small interlude, the old man took them back home.

"Old woman, son, I'm back." As soon as he opened the door, the old man shouted towards the yard.

"I heard it, I heard it. Every time I come back, I have to shout. It scares both of us every time." A somewhat old woman's voice came impatiently from the room, and soon the originally dark room was lit up.

After lighting up the candle and lighting up the room, an old woman opened the door and walked out.

She had a smile on her face and was about to speak. When her eyes fell on Bai Lixin and Fan Jia, her expression suddenly froze, and then she asked: "Who are these two?"

"They are the guests at my stall tonight, look what I have brought for you," the old man said with a smile on his face. He carefully took out a hairpin from his arms and brought it to the old woman, "Does it look good?

?”

The old woman immediately turned her attention away from Fan Jia and Bai Lixin and came to the hairpin.

Looking at the exquisite hairpin, the old woman's face suddenly turned red, "How old are you? Are you ashamed to give me something like this?"

The old man scratched his head shyly, "I'm setting up a stall today. There's a jewelry stall next door. I went to take a look and thought this one would be the best match for you, so I bought it for you. I'll put it on you and see if it looks good."

The old woman shyly tilted her head toward the old man. The old man's fingers were trembling a little. He carefully inserted the hairpin into the woman's gray hair, with tenderness in his eyes.

Baili Xin subconsciously leaned towards Fan Jia's position. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, under the cover of the sleeves of the wide monk's robe, his slender fingers touched Fan Jia's fingers.

With a slight hook of the index finger, their index fingers hung together.

Fanjia's fingers trembled slightly, but somehow, he didn't avoid it.

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Studio.

[Hmph, have you discovered it? I want to report that they are doing something small.]

[This is called a little ambiguity, not a small gesture. Sit down and the report is invalid.]

【Xin Shen began to radiate his personal charm again.】

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After Baili Xin and the other two entered the room, Baili Xin quickly looked around.

The room is very clean and should be cleaned every day.

There is a basket next to the table. In the basket are a pile of pieces of cloth, scissors, and half-sewn clothes.

The clothes are blue. Judging from the size and size, they should be clothes made for an old man.

"You made me clothes in the dark again," the old man glanced at the old woman disapprovingly, "Didn't I tell you, my clothes are enough for me, you don't need to make so many for me, you are tired out your eyes.

what to do?"

The old woman put away the basket and said, "It doesn't matter. I have good eyesight and can see things clearly at night."

Bai Lixin: "..."
To be continued...