Du~du~du... "Mr. Gu, are you at home?"
"Zheng De wants to come and ask you something!"
There was a gentle knock on the door, and Gu Ning'an, who was watering the orange sapling in the courtyard, responded: "The door is not locked, just open it and come in."
Hearing this, Zheng De quickly pushed the door open and then closed the courtyard door.
Seeing that Gu Ning'an was watering the saplings, Zheng De hurriedly placed the melon and fruit snacks in his hands on the stone table in the courtyard, and said with a smile: "Mr. Gu, this is my first time coming to the door, and I didn't know you loved me." What to eat, I brought some snacks, melons and fruits, please don’t think I’m being stingy.”
This Zheng De must have heard that he was rumored to be an "immortal" by the people in the county.
If he was a profit-seeking person and had the fate of setting up a stall together with Gu Ning'an, he would definitely have come to visit him with the "door-in gift" to enhance the relationship... This has been a long time coming, but suddenly When I visited, I obviously encountered something "difficult".
Gu Ning'an put down the bucket, smiled and said, "You came here suddenly and brought a souvenir. Do you want to ask me for something?"
The last time he and Gu Ning'an got acquainted, they set up a stall together. Later, word spread in the county that a living god had come to the Ansi Courtyard, and he quickly connected the two of them.
Zheng De was not very utilitarian, so in order to prevent Gu Ning'an from thinking that he came to visit because of his identity, he never came...
Seeing Gu Ning'an speaking so straightforwardly, Zheng De was a little embarrassed and scratched his head: "Mr. Gu, I came to you because I really had no choice."
Gu Ning'an nodded: "I know. Sit down and I'll make you a pot of tea. I see that your face is pale and you haven't had a good rest. Drink some tea to refresh yourself."
Hearing the word "tea", the nervous Zheng De shouted like a stress reaction: "No, no, no! I don't drink tea, Mr. Bu Lao, I really don't drink tea!"
Seeing this, Gu Ning'an simply sat down at the stone table, pointed to the seat on one side and said, "Sit down, take a breath, and tell me what happened."
"Hey! Hey!" Zheng De responded twice, and after sitting down, he quickly recounted his "horrible encounters" these days.
From the day Zheng De and Ah Hei came out of the teahouse and went back to their respective homes, Zheng De thought it was just a nightmare and a fictional story.
However, that night and even the next two days, he dreamed of that weird dream, and his wife seemed to be eating more and more strangely.
The meat in every meal is almost always raw or even completely raw.
Zheng De, who was afraid that eating like this would cause problems, took the initiative to take over the cooking job. As a result, he cooked cooked meat, and his wife vomited for half an hour after just one bite...
Zheng De, who subconsciously thought he was possessed, went to the City God's Temple to offer incense and pay homage, but the nightmare still lingered... After hearing the outline of what happened, Gu Ning'an first looked carefully at what was in front of him. Zheng De, after confirming that there was no evil spirit in his body, made another calculation with his fingers.
However, the deduction technique that was almost always tried and tested in the past has not found any abnormality today.
There are many factors that interfere with the art of deduction, such as the heavenly secret being obscured, someone with advanced cultivation covering up the matter, or there is nothing unusual about the matter, etc...
"You said that the storyteller from Gucheng County has many similarities with the nightmares you have, right?" Gu Ning'an asked with a frown.
Zheng De nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "Yes, yes! The story of the faceless demon also talks about the evil spirit without a face!"
Gu Ningan stood up and said, "Lead the way."
"Where to go?" Zheng De, who couldn't react at the moment, asked dumbly.
Gu Ning'an responded: "Listen to books in the teahouse."
...
It was mid-morning, and there was already a long queue outside the teahouse. The waiters in front of the door collected tea fees one by one and let people in one by one.
Gu Ning'an made a rough estimate of the number of people in front of him, and couldn't help but ask sideways: "The business of this teahouse is so good? Dozens of people came to listen to books in the morning?"
Zheng De waved his hand and said: "At this time of the year, there must not be so many people... No, when the storyteller from Gucheng County arrived, he told the story of the faceless demon, attracting many regular listeners. People who read books and people who don’t often listen to books come.”
"I don't know what kind of demon is possessed. Everyone is scared and wants to hear this story about me..."
Hearing this, Gu Ning'an can understand the reason why the tea house business is booming. After all, in later generations, whether it is suspenseful supernatural novels or some horror movies, they are all "loved and hated". Fear can make people scared, but it can also stimulate the secretion of adrenaline and give people a sense of pleasure...
After paying the tea fee, Gu Ningan and Zheng De walked into the teahouse together.
The main hall on the first floor of the tea house is very large, with long benches and four-legged wooden tables displayed from left to right.
At this moment, the seats from the middle to the back were all occupied, and many people dragged the seats in the front to sit in the back.
The back row was full, but the front row was empty. But the problem was that the storyteller’s desk was placed in the front. Obviously, the “listening” effect of sitting in the front row would be better.
"Let's sit there." With that, Gu Ning'an walked towards the seat facing the storyteller's desk.
Looking in the direction pointed by Gu Ning'an, Zheng De couldn't help but hesitate. There was almost no one sitting in that seat.
After all, the listening effect from that position is so good, the storyteller’s voice is like whispering in your ear!
It is said that in one scene, a tall and thick-set man bravely sat there for a while. Before he could finish listening to the first paragraph, he screamed and rushed out of the door... The boy got up to his seat. When I looked at it before, I also found that this strong man who looked "very energetic" was so frightened that he peed his pants...
"Sir, why don't we sit in the back row?" Zheng Dexing came to Gu Ning'an's side and asked in a low voice.
Gu Ning'an wondered: "Why? The listening effect in this position is definitely the best."
Zheng De smiled bitterly and said: "I know, but what we heard is a scary evil story..."
Understanding what Zheng De meant, Gu Ningan pointed to the seat and responded: "I'm here, what do you have to be afraid of... Besides, if you listen more clearly, wouldn't it be possible to find your nightmare?" Is there any connection with this evil story?"
Hearing this, Zheng De suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment.
It's not like he came to listen to books with Ah Hei's coward today... The person who accompanied him to listen to books today was the Immortal of An Si Xiaoyuan... a person with great supernatural powers... ...If you have an immortal as your companion and listen to books, so what if the evil stories are terrifying?
After sitting down, Zheng De looked around and said loudly: "Waiter, serve tea! Why is there no tea on this table?"
