Huang Qi's words contained quite a lot of information.
The words Mr. Yin and Yang are even more unfamiliar to me.
Huang Qi also talked about fortune telling.
I've heard this from many people in the village, but I haven't seen it before.
At most, I heard people say that they combined their horoscopes, which is not fortune telling.
At this time, Huang Qi looked at me with an expression of uneasiness and nervousness.
I touched my chest, where the imitation compass lay close to my body.
Taking a deep breath, I told Huang Qi that there should be no problem.
Paperman Xu raised his eyelids and said, "Huang Qi, take us there and come back to rest. Don't worry about other things."
Huang Qi nodded cautiously.
Xie Mancang, on the other hand, hunched his shoulders and went to the stable without saying a word.
He was used to poverty and had been pulling carriages all his life. When we were on the road, when we went to the city to rest, he stayed next to the stables and refused to go to the room.
Huang Qi also glanced at Xie Mancang and whispered to me that he would go over and talk to Xie Mancang later and tell him to take a good rest.
Huang Qi then led the way and took the paper figure Xu and I out of the yard.
It was late at night and the cold wind was blowing. Maybe I was in a foreign land and my mood had changed.
I always feel that the full moon hanging high is like a wide-open eyeball, staring at us indifferently.
The streets in the town are even wider than those in Jiuhe County. On both sides are some single-family buildings with red walls and yellow roofs, tightly packed together.
At this point, most of the shops were closed, and the road was quiet and empty. From time to time, one or two local townspeople could be seen hurriedly walking with their heads lowered and shoulders hunched.
Tang Town is not big, and there are many forks in the road. Huang Qi always led us on the main road.
In almost two-quarters of an hour, the houses gradually became sparse and the main road came to an end.
Huang Qi stopped in front of a courtyard wall on the right side of the road.
The brick walls of this courtyard are a normal blue-grey color, and the wooden courtyard door has a plaque hanging on the eaves.
Looking at the three words "dixianglu", I didn't know why for a while.
The gentleman's name is Jiang Yihong. This house could be the Jiang House of the Jiang Mansion. Why is it called Dixiang Lu? Such a strange name?
Huang Qi was about to knock on the door.
I didn't stop him, I just pressed the imitation compass on my chest faintly.
But just at this moment, the paper man Xu suddenly said: "Huang Qi, you should go back first. It's dark, so watch the road carefully."
Huang Qi was stunned for a moment, and Paperman Xu gave him another look.
I didn't know what the paper man Xu meant, but I still nodded and signaled Huang Qi to leave.
After a while, when Huang Qi left, the paper man Xu gave me a look and told me to knock on the door myself.
At the same time, Paper Man Xu told me in a low voice that we are here to ask for help, and Huang Qi is considered a pawn. There is no reason to let pawns knock on Mr.’s door, and we are not powerful people.
What he said made me realize.
When I knocked on the door, I looked respectful, put my knuckles on the door, and knocked three times.
As a result, the courtyard was quiet and silent.
After a while, I knocked on the door three more times.
Still no response from the hospital...
At this moment, my heart could no longer remain calm. I glanced at the paper man Xu unnaturally and wanted to push the door open with force.
Paperman Xu frowned slightly and stopped me with his eyes.
Immediately afterwards, he coughed quietly, seeming to clear his throat.
When he spoke again, a high-pitched voice cut through the silent street.
"The papermaker Xu from Jiuhe County and Li Yinyang, the corpse collector from Lijia Village, were entrusted by Mr. Miao Guangyang to see Mr. Jiang."
His voice kept echoing in the night sky.
Immediately afterwards, Paperman Xu whispered and asked me to take out the imitation compass. If no one opened the door yet, we would just go in and take a look.
Paperman Xu's eyes were obviously a bit cold.
I was shocked.
But before I could think too much, there was a soft bang and the courtyard door opened a crack.
My eyes immediately fell on the crack of the door.
I thought I would see someone, but there was not even a shadow of a person behind the door.
After hesitating for a moment, I reached out and pushed, and with a squeaking sound, the courtyard door opened.
The courtyard is quiet, with many plants planted, and there is a small pool in the flower garden.
In front of me, stood an old man.
He was wearing a black Tang suit with a pattern similar to the words "triad plate" printed on it.
He is about 1.6 meters tall, with short hair that is neatly trimmed.
He has a square face with Chinese characters, a slightly raised forehead, and high but not sharp cheekbones.
His eyes were deep and unwavering, with no emotion visible.
The hands on his back were shaking constantly, as if he was too old or had some illness.
This scene looks particularly weird.
This person is probably Jiang Yihong!
I tried my best to suppress my racing heart and bowed to him respectfully.
Jiang Yihong's eyes fell on my face, and suddenly his calmness turned sharp, as if he had opened the deepest secret in my heart!
I instantly felt hollow in my heart and an indescribable sense of weightlessness. I couldn't help but groan and cover my chest.
"Miao Guangyang, how did he die?" Jiang Yihong's voice was low and hoarse.
My complexion suddenly changed, and my heart suddenly became panicked and uneasy!
Because I didn't expect that Jiang Yihong would ask this in his first sentence...
How did he know that Miao Guangyang was dead? !
For a moment, I really didn't know how to answer.
Even if Miao Guangyang is dead, he can't be so decisive, but even if he can't swallow it, he will become a living corpse.
I thought for a long time, then pursed my lips and answered truthfully. He worked for me, but he met a powerful Feng Shui master. He was injured and blinded. Later, someone stole the life-saving money, and the corpse energy attacked his heart. Now he may not have died, but he may be alive. corpse……
There is no beginning or end to what I said.
It's impossible to explain clearly in just a few words.
"Do you want to die?" Jiang Yihong looked obviously stunned for a moment, and suddenly said: "You can follow me. As for the paper maker, he has too much fierceness. There is no need to guard here. He came and went wherever he came from."
After saying this, Jiang Yihong waved to me and motioned for me to come over.
"This..." I hesitated.
Xu, the paper man outside the courtyard, was much more respectful than before. He stepped forward and closed the courtyard door without saying a word.
When he was about to leave, he just looked at me and gave me a reassuring look.
After the door closed, I looked back at Jiang Yihong. He was already outside the main room.
The thin and small body swayed tremblingly as he walked, and the hands behind his back trembled even more intensely.
I no longer hesitated and followed quickly, and soon I was behind Jiang Yihong.
There is a table in the main room with many things placed on it.
There was a candle for lighting, an inkstone with a pen on top, a copper compass and a golden abacus beside it.
