It was already evening when the three of them found the incense and candle shop, and it was already dark when they came out. The lanterns under the eaves of the door were even more white. As soon as they stepped out, the old shopkeeper slammed the door behind them with a clang.
There was a sound, and even the built-in door panels closed neatly one by one.
Song Yu was startled by the movement, turned his head and glanced, laughing dryly: "Now my hands and feet are quite fast. There is not even a window in this house. The old shopkeeper has bad eyesight and doesn't light the lamp. Now he has sealed the door."
It's really unlucky to die like this..."
His voice was faintly transmitted through the thick door panel into the dark incense and candle shop. The old man who was so superstitious that he did not want to let Du Anchen enter the shop was really not taboo or careless at this time, and he pretended not to hear it at all.
The old shopkeeper got up without any hindrance and walked straight to a corner of the incense and candle shop, where there were piles of various incense boxes. The group of people just didn't get any clues. The old shopkeeper just walked here without chanting any incantations or making incantations. Behind the incense boxes
A secret door opened in the wall.
"The body of fireflies, the shore of Tumi, the door to the ruins." The place behind the secret door automatically lit up with candles, and the yin energy that had disappeared reappeared. As the wall closed, people were trapped in this place.
within space.
At the end of the secret door is a double-faced statue of a god and a ghost. The god is tolerant and compassionate on the one side, while the ghost is ferocious and evil on the other. The gloomy atmosphere that comes to us all comes from the statue of gods and ghosts!
"Lord God." The shopkeeper knelt down and worshiped in front of the statue of gods and ghosts, offering the most sincere salute.
…
Song Yu was eager to return home, thinking about eating a bowl of wontons and going back to have a good night's sleep. But Xie Nanshi seemed to feel something. He stopped outside the coffin-like incense and candle shop, moved his left hand, and revealed the ink on his wrist.
A Buddhist bead with flowing golden light.
"What's wrong?" Song Yu was anxious, but facing this great god who almost killed him more than once, he exhausted his patience and spoke softly.
Xie Nanshi's brows were still furrowed. Just now, he clearly felt a faint yin energy coming from the incense and candle shop, but now it was clean. He stood alone and meditated, but Song Yu was annoyed and tired, so he simply left it.
, as if he was very familiar with the person, he put one hand on Jie Nanshi's shoulder and prepared to use his strength to support him for a while.
At the same time, Xie Nanshi turned around, gently touched Song Yu's elbow with his finger, and removed his unreasonable claw: "Nothing, let's go."
If Song Yu hadn't really lost his strength, he would have shouted that something was wrong with him - just as he touched the Nanshi, Song Yu's arm was sore and numb that he couldn't even lift it.
What could he do? If he hadn't understood Nanshi, Song Yu wouldn't have known how many rounds he could have survived in Qinghe Town. He could only follow Xie Nanshi with a sullen face, kicking the air hard like a child.
Du Anchen walked behind the two of them and watched the silent contest. He couldn't help but sneered and said without lowering his voice: "Childish."
As if he had just remembered Du Anchen, Song Yu walked to her side with a wrong step: "The girl also works in the Safety Department?"
I have to say that if Song Yu really wants to put on a show, he can still act like a wealthy young master. It's a pity that Du Anchen has already seen his careless and hooligan behavior just now, and no longer accepts his behavior, and he answered very well.
Casually: "Fu Zhongyamen."
Song Yu was still trying to figure out where Du Anchen should have appeared five years ago, but he was quite happy: "That's good. Since you are a subordinate, I will work hard for you and make these few months in Qinghe as soon as possible."
Give me the list of the town’s migrant population.”
"you……"
"Three days, of course it would be better if it can be done earlier. There are not many people in Qinghe Town, and the extra strangers should be very noticeable. This time is enough... Ah, to be on the safe side, we will also invite people who have been to the incense and candle shop.
Come on, if this is really the work of a strange ghost, the identity of the locals is not enough."
Song Yu felt that his arrangement was very appropriate, and he was even more pleased with Du Anchen's early appearance and his status as a subordinate. He was another one of his thugs with no level or skills, and this thug should not be as buggy as Jie Nanshi. For him, the game
Song Yu was very proud of the fact that resources were used so appropriately.
Du Anchen's eyes grew wider and wider, as if he couldn't accept that Song Yu was actually calling him.
She took a deep breath and wanted to ask Song Yu where he had the courage to command her. Before the words came out, Song Yu thought of something else: "Although the other party bought the paper man three months ago, to be on the safe side, you
It must be checked at least within half a year. Then you will also have to bring the incense shop owner. He is the only witness and will be useful."
Du Anchen glared at Song Yu, held her giant sword and thought for a while, and finally turned around and walked in the other direction without retorting.
Xie Nanshi obviously heard the conversation between the two. He did not leave first, but after confirming that Du Anchen had gone away, he said softly: "This person is not trustworthy."
Song Yu looked at Xie Nanshi curiously, and couldn't help but smile and said: "You are a cold-faced and kind-hearted person." It was clear that he wanted to kill him a few hours ago, but now he had begun to think about it for him.
His subordinates can no longer be trusted. However, he originally just wanted to save trouble and did not expect Du Anchen to help him directly uncover the lurking White Walkers.
Xie Nanshi frowned and explained in a rare way: "It's about strange ghosts."
Song Yu nodded perfunctorily. Even if it was directed at Xie Nanshi's face, he actually didn't care much about what the other person thought, good or evil. The top priority was to leave the game as soon as possible, and don't let his life depend on it. This
The goal is a bit ambitious, so eating something and sleeping first is Song Yu's most urgent short-term goal at the moment. Unfortunately, the wonton stall has already closed down.
When she returned to the Safety Department, Qiaoyi's eyes were swollen and she seemed to have cried. She said she was worried about not seeing the young master and could not even eat well. When Song Yu saw the little girl, she looked really funny and helpless.
But it was difficult for Qiaoyi to cry, so she still prepared some food. According to her, the room was too dirty and messy, which took up a lot of her time. She was new to Qinghe Town and was not familiar with the place, so she could only prepare some simple meals in a hurry.
Song Yu was so moved. As for the old master's sad eyes? It was none of his business. After a beautiful meal, Song Yu entered the room that had been tidied up by Qiaoyi with great expectation, got into the soft and comfortable bedding, and
Waiting to wake up and be resurrected with full blood.
But Song Yu, who had become accustomed to the game's bed and was frightened all day long, was exhausted and had a rare insomnia. He could feel his heart beating fast and the suffocation feeling close to death. It was the game itself that made him feel sleepless.
Something went wrong? Or is there not enough nutrient solution in the game warehouse? The last time he added nutrient solution, it should have been seven or eight days ago based on normal time...
Song Yu's eyes widened, and he turned his head to look out the window, as if this could distract him from the pain. The moonlight in the game was the same as outside, waxing and waning with the passage of time.
At this time, the half-moon was hanging far away in the sky, with its hazy halo highlighted by the clouds. It was quite beautiful, and the people under the moon were even more beautiful. Song Yu clenched the quilt tightly with his fingers, thinking in confusion.
Wait a minute, where did this person come from? Song Yu opened his eyes and tried to see clearly outside, but all he could see was the dim night, and there was only half a person there.
Is this all painful and hallucinating? Song Yu thought like this, and he didn't know how long it took before the suffocation and pain faded away. Song Yu fell into a deep sleep with his head tilted.
…
The old chief secretary was obviously not someone who would give up making Song Yu uncomfortable. When it was just dawn, there was already a loud knock on the door outside.
Song Yu buried his head in the pillow, trying to use this ostrich behavior to avoid the noise from the outside world, but it was no use... The knocks on the door seemed to hit his heart.
Song Yu clearly remembered how mean and old-fashioned the old chief clerk was during the week, as if the meaning of life was to become a stumbling block for Song Yu. But at that time, he had the rank and the skills to clear the way, so he would not treat such an unattractive person at all.
He looked down on the NPC who was good-looking but had an unpleasant personality. But now, he couldn't even block out the noise.
Among them, Xie Nanshi and Du Anchen, one is a practitioner and the other is a martial arts practitioner. They both got up early to do morning exercises, which can be regarded as models of diligence. Not to mention Qiaoyi, it was not even dawn.
He got up and cleaned up the yard. In the Safety Department, Song Yu was the one who slept the latest. So Song Yu knew that it was the old chief secretary who was looking for trouble, but there was nothing he could do. After all, Li was not on his side.
Getting up early ruined the day. Song Yu was groggy, and it wasn't until three o'clock in the morning that some ideas came into his mind. In the first game, the novice plot in Qinghe Town was very simple. It was probably that the town was invaded by white ghosts. After experiencing a round of "Seeing the Gods", the player
"After the basic functions of "The White Walkers", the entire town has been completely occupied by White Walkers. All the "human" things walking around are White Walkers who have found their skin. But who was the first person to have his human skin taken away?
Coming?...Hiss, Zhao Qian Sun Li, Zhou Wu Wang Zheng...
Song Yu raised his eyebrows high, wrote a few simplified Chinese characters with almost dry ink with the brush he had used all morning, and then nodded with satisfaction.
The files that the old master prepared yesterday have not been put to use yet, but he did not give up... After all, he found them half a month in advance and left them there without cleaning them. He almost choked himself for this.
For this reason, he moved all the files in the middle hall into Song Yu's study with difficulty, put them next to the table with a bang, supported his waist with his hands, and couldn't help but glance at the paper when he saw Song Yu writing...
I can't understand it at all.
Could this new steward not even know how to write? How could such a person actually occupy his own room? The old clerk became more and more angry as he thought about it. He suddenly sucked in his nostrils and choked on the dust he had just kicked up.
My nose was broken and I couldn't stop sneezing and coughing.
Song Yu fanned the dust on the files with his hand, picked up one of the files and found that it turned out to be a local household registration. He looked at the old master's book in surprise: "There are actually household registrations of people in the town among them!"
The old clerk nodded quite proudly: "Of course, I went out of my way to find them all... Well, my lord, this is also for you to get familiar with our Qinghe Town as soon as possible."
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Yu held his hand: "Thank you so much! I was worried that I couldn't recognize all the names of the people in the town!"
The old bookkeeper was startled and said: "No... you're welcome."
Song Yu was still in high spirits and didn't even notice the unnatural look on the old master's expression: "I remember you are a native of Qinghe Town, right?"
The old master replied calmly: "Yes, sir..."
"Then shouldn't you be familiar with these, or are these files written by you? Is there a local restaurant with the owner's surname Wang, who is good at making wine? Where is his household registration?"
"Yes..." The old master had already finished speaking, but he suddenly felt a very bad feeling, and quickly shook his head, "It's just that I'm old, and my memory has long been gone. This file... Oops,
My old waist..."
"Then it seems I still have to look for it myself?" Seeing that the old clerk wanted to run away but suddenly stood up violently, holding his waist for a long time and unable to move, Song Yu was really sympathetic and annoyed. He simply waved his sleeves again.
, spread more dust to save the old master from saying some weird and unpleasant things.
There was less dust on the file. Song Yu was finally free to rummage around. Now he was racing against time to find game bugs, but he really had no time to talk to him.
pc courtesy.
Song Yu's order was so natural that the old master subconsciously responded and left, closing the door with his help. Then he wiped his face and looked at the study behind him with an unlucky look, feeling that he was also possessed by a demon. Originally,
I wanted to give the new manager a showdown, but ended up being sent to my door as a coolie. What's going on?
Speaking of which...why didn't that girl Du Anchen come back last night?