Maybe those evil spirits will attack at night, they thought.
Su Mo said softly: "You don't have to be afraid. May I ask if you have always lived here?"
The beggars nodded one after another, "Yes, we have lived here for a long time."
"So how many people did you meet last night?" She briefly described Huangfu Jin's appearance and Liu Huo.
The beggars shook their heads, "Girl, let me tell you, no one has come here since it became haunted a few years ago. Otherwise, we beggars wouldn't be able to live in vain."
Su Mo believed that the haunting was just a ploy by those people. In order to avoid attracting attention to the place, it would be easier for them to move around without anyone coming.
A few beggars probably kept them here on purpose. After all, if someone spread the word, the effect would be better.
But where did Lan Ruo cut down the crape myrtle trees? Naturally, they were not the ones in the backyard, and there were no signs of cutting on them.
She glanced at the beggars, and asked one of them who looked clearer: "Excuse me, where can I find crape myrtle flowers around here? The big ones."
A little beggar said excitedly: "I, I know, I know, there is a small dock almost two hundred miles east. There are many crape myrtle trees planted in the Shen family's garden."
Su Mo raised her eyebrows. It seemed that there were many problems, and the Medicine King Temple was probably just a front.
Lan Ru said: "Miss, why don't we go take a look."
Liu Yun said, "It's better to wait until Ali comes and then make plans."
After all, Ali is relatively familiar with this generation, and he and his people have already secretly checked. Ali is much safer.
He didn't want them to come to see the young master and cause something to happen to the young lady.
Su Mo nodded slightly, "Then let's wait here while Liu Yun sends a signal for Ali to come immediately."
I thought that the government had already intervened in the barren mountain, so Ali and the others were no longer needed. The credit was given to Magistrate Zhu for free, so he should be content.
While he was talking, the red sun in the western sky had already set, and night was falling. The autumn wind blew in from the dilapidated palace door, rolling up the decaying grass on the ground and spinning it around.
Several beggars were shocked, whispered to each other, and stood up in a hurry to walk out.
Liuyun stopped them and said with a smile: "It's dark and there are no people around for a hundred miles outside. Where are you going?"
A beggar shouted: "You, you went to the backyard and provoked the devil. We, let's go, so as not to get involved by you."
