It was already evening when the three of them found the incense and candle shop, and it was dark when they came out. The lantern under the door eaves is even more white and eye-catching. As soon as they stepped out, the old shopkeeper slammed the door behind them. There was a clanging sound, and even the built-in door panels were closed neatly one by one.
Song Yu was startled by the movement, turned his head to look at it, and laughed dryly: "Now my hands and feet are very 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 shop. The old man who was so superstitious that he didn't want to let Du Anchen enter the store was really not taboo or careless at this time, and he pretended not to hear anything.
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 now didn't get any clues. The old shopkeeper just walked here without chanting any incantations or making incantations, and a secret door opened on the wall behind the incense box.
"The body of fireflies, the shore of tea, 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 gods and ghosts. The god is tolerant and compassionate, while the ghost is ferocious and evil. 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.
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Song Yu was eager to return home, thinking about eating a bowl of wontons and going back to have a good sleep. However, Xie Nanshi seemed to feel something. He stopped outside the coffin-like incense and candle shop, moved his left hand, and revealed a golden Buddha bead on his wrist.
"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 frowning. 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 put his hand on Jie Nanshi's shoulder as if he was very familiar with the person, and prepared to use his strength to support him for a while.
At the same time, Xie Nanshi turned around, gently placed his finger on Song Yu's elbow, and removed his unreasonable claw: "Nothing, let's go."
If Song Yu hadn't really run out of energy, he would have shouted that something was wrong with him - just as he touched the Nanshi, Song Yu's arm was sore and numb, and he couldn't lift it anymore.
What can be done? If he hadn't understood Nanshi, Song Yu wouldn't have known how many rounds he could have survived in Qinghe Town. He had no choice but to follow behind 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 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 had to put on a show, he could still act like a wealthy young man. It's a pity that Du Anchen has seen his careless and hooligan behavior just now, so he no longer accepts his behavior, and he answered casually: "The government official in the mansion."
Song Yu was still trying to figure out where Du Anchen's appearance should be five years ago, but he said happily: "That's good. Since you are a subordinate, I will work hard for you to clear the Qinghe River in the past few months 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, just 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 a local is not enough."
Song Yu felt that his arrangement was very appropriate, and he was even more pleased that Du Anchen's early appearance and his status as a subordinate could be regarded as another of his thugs with no level or skills, and this thug should not be as buggy as Jie Nanshi. Song Yu is very proud of the fact that he has used the game resources so well.
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 figurine three months ago, to be on the safe side, you have to check it at least within half a year. You will also have to bring the shopkeeper of the incense and candle shop with him by then. It’s the only witness that will come in handy.”
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 Jie 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. Subordinates can no longer be trusted. However, he originally just wanted to save trouble and did not expect Du Anchen to help him directly find the hidden ghost.
Xie Nanshi frowned and explained in a rare way: "It's about the White Walkers."
Song Yu nodded perfunctorily. Even if it was directed at Xie Nanshi's face, he actually didn't care much about the other person's thoughts, good or evil. The top priority is to leave the game as soon as possible, don't let your life depend on it. This goal is a bit ambitious, so eating something and sleeping first is Song Yu's most urgent short-term goal at the moment. It's a pity that the wonton stall has 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 being able to see the young master and couldn't even eat well. Song Yu was really funny and helpless when he saw the little girl looking like this.
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 unfamiliar 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's none of his business. After a beautiful meal, Song Yu entered the room that had been tidied up by Qiaoyi with great anticipation, got into the soft and comfortable bedding, and waited for him to wake up and be resurrected with full blood.
But Song Yu, who had become accustomed to the game's bed and was exhausted all day long, had a rare insomnia. He could feel his heart beating rapidly and the suffocation feeling of being close to death. Is there something wrong with the game itself? Or is there not enough nutrient solution in the game warehouse? The last time he added nutrient solution, judging from normal time, it should have been seven or eight days ago...
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 is the same as outside, waxing and waning with the passage of time.
At this time, the half-moon hung far away in the sky, with a hazy halo highlighted by the clouds. It's quite beautiful, and the people under the moon are even more beautiful. Song Yu clenched the quilt tightly with his fingers, thinking in confusion.
Wait a minute, where are they from? Song Yu opened his eyes wide, trying to see clearly outside, but all he could see was the dim night, and there was no one there.
Is this pain an illusion? Song Yu thought like this, and he didn't know how long it took before the suffocation and pain faded away. Song Yu tilted his head and fell into a deep sleep.
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The old bookkeeper 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 him in the heart.
Song Yu clearly remembered how mean and old-fashioned the old master was during the Zhou Dynasty, as if the meaning of life was to become a stumbling block for Song Yu. It's just that at that time, he had the level and skills to clear the way, so he would not take such an ugly NPC with an unpleasant personality at all. But now he can't even block out the noise.
Among them, Xie Nanshi and Du Anchen, one of them 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 a model of diligence. Not to mention Qiaoyi, she even got up before dawn to tidy up the yard. In the Safety Department, Song Yu was the one who slept the latest. Therefore, Song Yu knew that it was the old master who was looking for trouble, but there was nothing he could do about it. After all, Li was not on his side.
Waking up early ruins the day. Song Yu was in a daze, and it wasn't until three o'clock in the morning that he had some ideas in his mind. In the first game, the novice plot of Qinghe Town is very simple. It is probably that the town is invaded by the White Walkers. After the player has experienced a round of the basic functions of "Meet the Gods", the entire town has been completely invaded by the White Walkers, and all the walking statues are like Everything that is "human" is a white ghost that has found its skin. But who was the first person whose human skin was taken away? ...Hiss, Zhao Qian and Sun Li, Zhou Wu and King 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 beside 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.
Does this new manager not even know how to write? Such a person actually occupied his own room? The old master clerk was getting more and more angry as he thought about it. His nostrils suddenly inhaled, but he was choked by the dust he had just kicked up. He couldn't stop sneezing and coughing.
Song Yu fanned the dust from the files with his hand, picked up one of them 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 bookkeeper 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 finished speaking, but suddenly he had a very bad feeling, and quickly shook his head, "It's just that I'm old, and my memory is no longer good for a long time. This file... Oops, My old waist..."
"Then it seems I still have to find it myself?" Seeing that the old chief clerk wanted to run away but suddenly stood up suddenly and couldn't move while holding on to his waist, Song Yu was really sympathetic and irritated. He simply waved his sleeves again to spread more dust, so as to save the old master from saying some weird and unpleasant words.
There is less dust on the file. Song Yu could finally let go of his hands and feet to search. He is now racing against time to find game bugs, and he really has no time to talk to
PC courtesy.
Song Yu's instructions were too natural, and the old master subconsciously responded and left immediately, and also helped close the door. Then he wiped his face and looked at the study behind him with a gloomy look, feeling that he was also possessed by a demon. I originally wanted to give the new manager a slap in the face, 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?
