"Moved?!"
After listening to the foreman's words, Zhao Youliang's hope was shattered instantly.
However, he still refused to give up and asked: "Brother, do you know where the people in the village have moved?"
"Oh yes, especially a place called Xiaoyuan!"
"Small courtyard?" After hearing Zhao Youliang's words, the foreman became interested.
"I didn't expect that you know a lot at such a young age."
“Although I’m not a local, I’ve heard of the small courtyard—our project manager said it.”
"I also specifically told you: When the demolition comes to the small courtyard, you must prepare tributes and kowtow."
"It is said that the courtyard is full of gods..."
Speaking of this, the foreman's face was full of piety, and he subconsciously saluted in the direction of the village.
"It's really all dismantled..."
Hearing this, Zhao Youliang became even more dejected: "What, big brother, do you know the specific location of the courtyard? Can you take me there to have a look?"
Looking at Zhao Youliang's appearance, the foreman thought that he had come to seek refuge with his relatives in the small courtyard.
Since he was a relative of the small courtyard, of course the foreman did not dare to offend him, so he happily led Zhao Youliang inside.
"Dude, there's actually nothing left to see, it's all been demolished to the ground..."
When we arrived at the old site of the small courtyard, it turned out to be exactly what the foreman said.
It is completely flat, integrated with the surroundings, and there is nothing magical about it.
Despite being disappointed, Zhao Youliang still bowed deeply to the front three times.
After experiencing so many things, he has come to believe that there are supernatural beings in the dark.
Don't blame everyone... I'm already so unlucky, so don't cause any other trouble.
After saluting, Zhao Youliang wanted to go home quickly. After all, he had a time limit.
When I took the first step, I suddenly felt something hit my foot.
When I picked it up, I saw it was a mini wooden knife.
Upon closer inspection, there is a line of small, crooked characters engraved on the wooden knife.
Calling it crooked, Zhao Youliang praised it highly.
Because these words are really ugly... It would be fine if they were just ugly. The most important thing is that the words also contain pinyin.
After carefully identifying it for a long time, Zhao Youliang could barely understand the content.
The knife jingled and stabbed Ba Ye's big crotch, oh yeah!
Of course, Zhao Youliang didn't know who Master Ba was, but he just found this naughty tone very funny.
I was about to throw away the small wooden knife, but suddenly I felt blessed and carefully put the wooden knife away close to my body.
After bidding farewell to the foreman, he took the car back with a disappointed look on his face.
By this time, Xiao Li, who was driving, had realized that what Zhao Youliang said about blind dates was pure nonsense.
Not even a blind date with anyone? What the hell? !
"Quantum, tell me the truth, what are you doing here?"
The disappointed Zhao Youliang was not in the mood to answer, so he hummed a few times before speaking.
"I said a blind date is a blind date, so what else can we do?"
"Drive your car well!"
As the car drove away and the foreman left, a mean voice suddenly came from the ruins of the small courtyard.
Fortunately, no one was nearby, otherwise I would have thought it was haunted.
"Oh my god, why did you stop us just now?"
"We originally wanted to stretch out our legs and trip up that kid just now, causing him to do a big somersault!"
"That's good. We didn't trip up in the somersault, and he even picked up the small wooden knife we made!"
After the mean voice, another slightly naive voice sounded.
"You little brat, why are you so wicked!"
"That kid bowed to us just now, why are you still bullying him!"
"Besides, didn't you notice that the boy was 'dark as the clouds'? He was already unlucky enough, but you still tricked him..."
...
There was no words all the way, and Zhao Youliang had already rushed back to his shop before it got dark.
Grandma Mi and shopkeeper Sun were both there, but it seemed they had never returned to their shop.
Seeing Zhao Youliang coming back, he asked Granny Mi.
"How's Quantum? Have you seen the Xian family?"
Although he had tried his best, Zhao Youliang still looked like a child who had made mistakes when he saw the expectant looks in Granny Wenmi and Shopkeeper Sun's eyes.
"Yes, I'm sorry, mother-in-law, uncle Sun, I didn't find the immortal."
"The entire village was relocated, and I didn't find out where exactly it was moved."
After hearing this, Granny Wenmi felt a little disappointed, but she still hurriedly comforted Zhao Youliang.
"I don't blame you for moving. Quantum, what are you doing?"
"You haven't eaten since you've been running all day, right? Wait, my mother-in-law will cook it for you right now."
After Granny Wenmi left, shopkeeper Sun from the coffin shop also came to comfort Zhao Youliang.
"Quantum, you are good at everything, you are just too kind."
"Remember my uncle's words: Some things don't have to be shouldered by you. It's thankless."
"Not everyone deserves your kindness, remember?"
Zhao Youliang was not very smart at all, so he nodded subconsciously when he heard this.
"Uncle, I remember...but what about those three ghosts? You can't just wait for them to kill you, right?"
At this point, Zhao Youliang stopped suddenly because he remembered something.
"Uncle, what you said in the morning was that the ghost wanted seven coffins, right?!"
"Yeah, what happened?"
When Zhao Youliang heard this, he swallowed deeply.
"Uncle, do you still remember what I told you about the white bus?"
"It's the one Grandma Li is on, and Zhang Banxian is on it too!"
"Yeah, remember, why don't you remember such a weird thing!" Shopkeeper Sun nodded repeatedly.
"Why, why did you suddenly mention this?"
"Uncle, if I remember correctly, there were exactly seven seats in the car at that time..." After saying this, Zhao Youliang couldn't help but shudder.
"What, what the hell? Is it so evil?!"
Shopkeeper Sun was also stunned, and then he lowered his head to think about it with a serious face.
"It stands to reason that the Yin hearse is similar to the Yin soldier's tunnel, and it belongs to the regular establishment of the underworld."
"But the three century-old ghosts I met were obviously not on the right track... How could they be connected? Is it a coincidence?"
While shopkeeper Sun was talking to himself, hearty laughter suddenly came from outside the door, but it was the corpse exorcist who stored the "God of Joy" here who returned.
The leader is still the old Si.
After the last contact, Lao Si already knew the rules of the paper shop, so he didn't go in directly.
He just stood at the door and said to Zhao Youliang: "Little friend, I am taking the liberty of visiting you, am I not disturbing you?"
Zhao Youliang already had a very good impression of this cheerful old man, not to mention that he gave him so much money.
Hearing this, he immediately greeted me with a smile: "Don't bother me, don't bother me. Brother, you can come anytime you want."
"You haven't eaten, have you? It just so happens that I haven't eaten either... Just wait, I'm going to buy some meat, and I'll cook a few plates later and let's drink some together!"
