Chapter 36
"Is there a village in the north haunted by a female ghost?" Bei Qiao took off a spare small water bag and handed it over.
"Ah?" The scholar who took the water bag was confused: What's the problem?
"Is there?"
"If I must name one... there really is one!" The scholar was truly thirsty, so he opened his water bag and took a long gulp. "What's the name of that place, Tong Village? I can't quite remember... It's easy to spot. There are three large locust trees lined up at the entrance, with lots of red cloth tied to them. Oh, and there's a well not far from the entrance. That's where the haunted place is! I heard them say that at night they can hear the sound of iron chains coming from the well!"
Bei Qiao: "...the chains are tangible, so could that be a person?" This is really a ghost story, not a human horror story.
"I thought so too, so I snuck over to take a look at night, and it turned out not to be there!" The scholar waved his hand. Recalling his nighttime exploration of the Haunted Well, his expression instantly grew complacent, his back straightening. "That well is straight up and down, there's no water, no traps, no way anyone could hide. It's just that the sound of the chains I don't understand. I could hear it right next to my ears, but I didn't see anything."
This was the most confusing part for the scholar, and the reason the well was rumored to be haunted: a nearly dry stone well would always hear the sound of chains at night, but when he went down into the well, he couldn't find any metal. Could this be a dungeon beneath the wellhead? Wait! It seemed very possible!
"Little brother..."
"What's the matter?" Bei Qiao raised his eyebrows: Why is a good scholar suddenly shaking?
"I suddenly felt that the village must not be a good place. Don't go there!"
Bei Qiao nodded expressionlessly: "...Okay, thank you." I don't know what kind of picture this person was thinking of. He was sweating in broad daylight.
The scholar calmed himself down and took another sip of water. "I don't know about other places. I took the main roads all the way south and basically stayed in temples at night. I rarely stayed in other people's homes. Staying in that village was purely accidental."
Holding the almost empty water bag, the scholar wiped his face vigorously: "That's not a good place! What's even more outrageous is that when I woke up in the morning, I found myself sleeping on the grass outside the village! If it weren't for the villagers who got up early to work and asked me why I set out so early, I would have thought it was really haunted!" Looking back now, the villager's expression was also very strange!
Bei Qiao: "...Oh, that's really weird."
"So you must not stay there..."
After chatting with the scholar for a few more words, Bei Qiao took the full Huihui and said goodbye. On the way, he sat in the front room of the car and quickly went to the bathroom and ate a few bites of bread for lunch.
Huihui didn't notice Beiqiao had left mid-run, and ran steadily and happily from beginning to end. Beiqiao, who had returned online, scratched Huihui's back with satisfaction, intending to give him a snack after this trip.
The donkey cart continued its journey, the sun gradually setting in the west. Thanks to Huihui's unremitting efforts, the two arrived at the gate of Changling City before dark and entered the city before the gate closed.
It was getting dark, and there were not many people waiting to enter the city. Before Bei Qiao could even take a second look at the unfamiliar city gate, he was rushed in by the soldiers.
"Where is the landing place they mentioned?" Bei Qiao turned around and lifted the car curtain: "Tell me, I'll find a place to drop you off."
"We're already at my rice shop near the city gate. Just get off at it." Xin Ji threw his packed luggage over his shoulder and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
"It's okay." Bei Qiao stopped the donkey cart in front of the rice shop. "I'll stay in Changling City for one night. If you change your mind and want to go home tomorrow morning, you can contact me in advance. The travel expenses will remain the same."
"Okay, ah, that, Young Escort Leader..." After getting off the car, Xin Ji turned his back to Bei Qiao and seemed to be hesitant to speak.
"What's wrong?" Bei Qiao frowned: suddenly he had a bad feeling.
“If you hear any scary noises at night, you must hide and never come out.” After saying this in a low voice, Xinji pressed down the bamboo hat on his head, turned around and lowered his head, and walked quickly towards the rice shop like a knight who had done something and was leaving. When he entered the door, he accidentally bumped into the door frame because of poor vision: “Hiss!” He didn’t expect that he, who was so wise all his life, would get dizzy when driving a donkey cart!
"Don't come out at night." Bei Qiao frowned even deeper: What kind of business did he take that could actually endanger the life of someone like me who lives in the same city? Could it be related to the demon clan?
"Ah? Uh" Huihui nudged Beiqiao's arm with his head: Why don't you leave? I'm hungry!
"Let's go, let's go now." Bei Qiao jumped onto the carriage and found an inn in Changling City with a five-pointed star on its door plaque according to the map Xinji had shown him before. The name of the inn was Longmen.
"Please come in, sir!" The waiter leaning against the door patted his face, put on a professional smile and came over, taking the reins from Bei Qiao's hand.
After sending Huihui to the stable of the inn, Beiqiao was led to the front desk by the waiter to choose a room for the night.
"Sir, there are no more 'Ren' rooms in our inn. We only have 'Di' and 'Tian' rooms. Which one would you like to choose?" This inn does not have large bunk beds, and the cheapest room is the 'Ren' room.
Bei Qiao took out some silver and started cutting it: "The ground room will be fine." The room fee for the sky room was more than 200 coins. One tael of silver was 1,000 coins. The heroes in the novels would spend one tael of silver at a time, which was quite arrogant... So where did the heroes get their money from? They were out doing justice all day long, so who was doing the work to make money?
Perhaps because prices in the city are higher, the houses here are a little more expensive than those in Wutong County. After paying for one night's room and getting the key, Bei Qiao only had ninety cents left.
The lobby of the Dragon Gate Inn was large, and many people were dining there. After Bei Qiao got the key, he couldn't find a place to sit in the lobby, so he simply went upstairs to see the difference between the Dizi rooms here and those in Wutong County.
Bei Qiao opened the door with the key, stood at the door and took a look at the layout of the room: "Well, what am I expecting..." The high room rate was indeed just a matter of price. The layout of the rooms in the inn was basically the same.
After throwing the bag of herbs on the table, Bei Qiao checked the time on the forum, locked the door, went downstairs, and asked the waiter about the location of the nearby commercial streets.
Before it got completely dark, Bei Qiao rushed out for a quick stroll around the area, noting down a bunch of things he couldn't buy in Yuanshan Village. After sorting them out, he returned to the inn and posted the list on the forum to see if anyone wanted it. Of course, it was impossible to buy everything. As the saying goes, without money, everything is difficult.
"The ancient times were also quite interesting, with lots of little gadgets." If it weren't so hard to make money nowadays, Bei Qiao would have wanted to buy some things for himself.
After posting the purchasing request, Bei Qiao checked the door lock of the room, confirmed that the door lock was intact and in the closed state, and the door blocker was not malfunctioning, then sat on the bed and logged off.
Bei Qiao took off his holographic glasses, rubbed his legs that had been sitting cross-legged for a long time, opened the bedroom and prepared to coax Tangyuan who had been ignored by him for a long time, but found that Tangyuan was lying in his mother's arms and acting coquettishly: "Mom, you today... Oh, today is Saturday." He almost forgot that today is not a working day.
"When you're done, go to the kitchen and heat up the food. I've already finished eating, and your dad's gone for a run." Qiao Lin rubbed Tangyuan's head without moving: "Do you need me to help you online?"
"Today's work is basically done, and I'm not at the escort agency right now. What are you doing online?" Bei Qiao lifted the lid of the pot and poured himself a bowl of corn porridge: "Besides, it's already night time in the game." Where did the nightlife in ancient rural areas come from?
"You went out for a long time in the game and didn't encounter any bandits." Qiao Lin put the glutinous rice balls on the sofa, walked over and took Bei Qiao's arm to look around: "You didn't encounter any bad guys."
"No." Bei Qiao put down his bowl and spread his hands. "The little donkey is pretty fast." Actually, it wasn't that fast, but Huihui ran pretty fast. Before the bandits who wanted to rob him could jump out, Huihui had already dragged the carriage past them happily. It must be said that this trip was quite lucky.
"You really don't need me"
"No need! Mom, just do your thing. I'll tell you when I'm really too busy." Bei Qiao pushed Qiao Lin out of the kitchen: "You haven't done moxibustion yet! Aren't your feet cold anymore?"
"It's much better now, let me give you some more moxibustion."
"Well, don't make the mistake of remembering Guan Yuan acupoint. Having cold feet is no small matter. This cold energy will move upwards, and if it reaches the heart, it will be troublesome."
"I know, I know. There's no need to emphasize this every day, right?"
"If you remember, I won't emphasize it." Bei Qiao brought out dinner and placed it on the table. "Why else would I study Chinese medicine? Of course not to open a clinic and become a doctor. I just want my family to live long and healthy lives. These days, ordinary people really can't afford to get sick, so I better work hard to stay healthy."
After dinner and a short rest, Bei Qiao sat cross-legged on the yoga mat and started searching on his mobile phone for the village that the scholar mentioned. The first search result was the official news.
"It's been confirmed there's a ghost, and no one's in the village. (Parenthesis, animals aren't human, oh...") Bei Qiao nodded and began searching for ways to seek help in times of distress in "Another World of Martial Arts." Nowadays, with so much information available, if you're sick, call 120; if you encounter a bad guy, call 110. Even in ancient times, there were clinics and government offices. But when the situation is unclear and only speculation is possible, who should you tell?
I don’t know if the keywords were not clear enough, but Bei Qiao didn’t find what he wanted to know, so he had to click on customer service to ask.
Bei Qiao: What should we do if we predict through partial information that a certain area may be dangerous but we are not sure?
Customer Service: You can post in the alert area of the forum, indicate the address and type of danger, and wait for official processing.
Customer Service: For dangerous situations that have already occurred, add the word "urgent" before the title. For dangerous situations that are suspected to be possible but have no obvious signs, add the word "doubtful" before the title.
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