The next day, the master took Zheng Qiu to set off early, first to Zuishan Tower, then from Zuishan Tower, turn left to Daoxiangju.

Daoxiangju is a three-story wooden building, with rice ears strung on the eaves of each floor. These rice ears have been roasted over a low fire, and you can smell the faint fragrance of rice as soon as you get close.

Daoxiangju is the best inn in Bihe Town. It costs one silver coin to stay there for one day, but one silver coin can last three days at Zuishan Tower.

As soon as Zheng Qiu and his master approached the gate of Daoxiangju, the big man in charge stopped them. The big man thrust a two-foot-long red lacquered wooden stick in front of the two of them and said with a straight face: "You are not here to stay in the hotel.

Well, you’re not allowed in unless you’re staying at the hotel.”

The master cupped his hands and said, "Brother, we are here to find someone. Can you do us a favor and let us in?"

"No!" The big man pushed the wooden stick forward and forced the master to retreat to the street. "Daoxiangjuli is full of high-status people. How can we let you poor devils in?"

"We are really just looking for someone, we won't disturb other guests, we..."

"You can't come in, you just can't come in!" The big man looked fierce, banging his wooden stick on the ground, as if he was going to hit someone.

The master and Zheng Qiu had no choice but to retreat to the other side of the street and stand under the eaves to think of something.

"Master, you are not allowed in."

"Good disciple, don't worry, let's wait here and see if anyone comes out."

Zheng Qiu nodded, borrowed a bench from the shop next to him, and sat down with the master to wait.

The sun rose higher and higher, and at noon, a young man walked out of the gate of Daoxiangju, wearing a long robe and holding a paper fan. He looked like a rich man.

When the master saw it, he quickly grabbed Zheng Qiu and ran over to ask. But before he finished asking, the young man frowned, turned away, walked away from the two of them, and left.

It doesn't matter, if the first person doesn't ask, then wait for the second one.

Waiting and waiting, asking and asking, throughout the afternoon, Zheng Qiu and the others waited for three more people, one who came out of Daoxiangju and two who went in.

But these people ignored Zheng Qiu and the master. They either turned around and left, or stood back to the gate and let the big man drive them away.

He couldn't even ask, why are these people like this? Zheng Qiu looked down at his clothes. He didn't look like a beggar. Is he that unpopular?

The sky was getting dark, but the master told Zheng Qiu not to go back at night, but to wait here. He went to a nearby shop to buy two cakes for dinner. Slowly, the streets became quiet, and the lights in Bihe Town began to go out.

It is late at night and most people have fallen asleep.

Zheng Qiu couldn't hold back his sleepiness, so he leaned on his master's shoulder and snored. However, the master didn't sleep, staring at the door of Daoxiangju with half-squinted eyes. As for the big man standing at the door during the day, holding a wooden stick, he had already gone to Daoxiangju to rest.

Went there, now there are only two closed doors.

After a long time, the door creaked slowly, and a short man in coarse cloth walked out.

The man put the lantern in his hand outside the door, then hummed from the door, and lifted up two large wooden barrels. Then he took out a pole, and at the same time gently closed the door. He picked up the two wooden barrels,

Hanging the lantern on the pole, the man wandered away from Daoxiangju.

"Good disciple, wake up." The master patted Zheng Qiu on the back, "Someone has come out. Let's go and ask. We will definitely be able to ask him this time."

Zheng Qiu rubbed his confused eyes: "Is there anyone here at this late hour? Hey, there really is."

He shook his head vigorously and twisted his right hand on his leg, trying to wake himself up quickly. Hiss, it really hurt. Zheng Qiu jumped up and followed the master to chase the man.

"This big brother, I want to..."

"Ah!" As soon as the master said something, the man screamed as if he had been bitten by a snake. He jumped up suddenly, the barrel on the pole shook violently, and the lid of the barrel fell to the ground.

As soon as the lid of the bucket came off, the sour smell spread in the air. Zheng Qiu felt sick immediately after smelling it. He retched twice, covered his nose and walked away far away.

"What are you doing in the middle of the night!" The man touched his chest and gasped in fear, "You scared me to death, you scared me to death!"

"I'm sorry, we didn't mean it. Brother, please close the bucket, the smell is too, too strong." The master also covered his nose, shook his head and coughed.

The man picked up the lid of the bucket and closed it, waving his hands to disperse the smell in the air: "There are rotten pickled radish in the garbage today, and the smell is indeed stronger than usual. I said you, old and young, don't sleep at night, so come here

do what?"

"Brother, we want to ask something."

"You have to ask something late at night?"

The master cupped his hands at the man and said, "We are looking for someone. The person we are looking for may live in Daoxiangju. But we can't enter Daoxiangju, and no one wants to talk to him during the day. Big brother, please do me a favor and we won't delay you."

How long do you take."

The man smiled: "You old man is quite smart. You actually knew that someone would take out the garbage in the middle of the night. For the sake of waiting for me for so long, tell me, who are you looking for? As long as I know, I will tell you.

"

"Good disciple, don't hide so far away, the smell is gone." The master called Zheng Qiu over, "Hurry up and tell this big brother about the person you are looking for."

When Zheng Qiu finished describing it vividly, the man shook his head: "I have never seen the two people you mentioned. Are you mistaken? They are not in Daoxiangju."

Seeing the man picking up the barrel and trying to leave, the master quickly stepped forward and stopped him. "Brother, think about it again. These two people are not ordinary people. They are both cultivators. There must be something special. Think about it again.

."

"Oh, you old man, you don't have to pester me, there's nothing special about it." The man shook off the master's arm, his tone a little bored.

After carrying the bucket for more than ten feet, the man suddenly stopped and turned back. "I just thought about it, it's something special."

The master and Zheng Qiu suddenly perked up their ears and stared at the man.

"The entire third floor of Daoxiangju is occupied, but I only received garbage twice on the third floor. It seems that the third floor is empty most of the time."

The master stroked his beard, thought for a moment, and asked: "Brother, do you know when the third floor was taken away?"

"Um...it seems to be the New Year's Eve. Yes, I was taken away on the second day of the New Year's Eve."

Hearing this, the master lowered his head and looked at Zheng Qiu. Both of their eyes showed joy. The master asked: "Then do you know when the third floor will be closed?"

"It seems like there are still nine days."

The master bowed and saluted: "Brother, thank you so much, I..."

The man waved his hand and stepped aside: "Old man, your gift is too big and I can't bear it. That's all I know. I hope you can find someone. I'm still alive. Let's go!"

After the man left, Zheng Qiu jumped up and down while holding her master's hand. She was so happy that she almost did somersaults: "Master, master! I found it, I found it!"
Chapter completed!