I looked at the man indifferently.
As soon as I finished speaking, the man's body trembled!
That's right, no matter what the evidence is, or how much this man has gone through, he is still alive!
"If Fatty Sister really wanted to take action, she wouldn't need to remind you! I think Fatty Sister is definitely trying to save you!"
As for the guesthouse that's taken over your place, maybe they have their own reasons!
The situation has become increasingly complicated.
I have mixed feelings about Fatty. Although she said he wasn't a good person, at least he didn't harm me.
The fat man froze on the spot after hearing what I said.
He wanted to refute, but he couldn't bring himself to speak, because what I said was right.
"But what? That woman didn't tell me?" The fat man's expression turned bitter after hearing what I said.
I still can't accept the premise that Fatty is a good person.
"I already told you, Fatty Sister definitely has something she can't say. If she could say it, she would have said it already!"
I cursed in annoyance, "Why can't this fat man get his head straight?"
"What about these puppets, old brother?"
The woman pointed to the puppets she had taken out and placed on the ground.
These puppets still seem very useful to me, so I've decided to put them away.
"Alright, I'll take it back first. I'm sure it'll come in handy later!"
I hesitated for a moment, then put the puppets back into the box, and then took the box and put it into my large backpack.
Since this thing is related to Fatty, I absolutely cannot leave it here.
It will definitely be of great use in the future.
"Xiao He, you don't mind, do you?"
After I finished packing everything, I looked at the fat man.
"Sir, what are you saying! You're my savior, my benefactor! Take whatever you want from this room!"
The fat man was very generous; he gave it to me with a wave of his hand.
It doesn't really matter whether he gives it to me or not, I'm going to put it in my bag anyway.
After I tidied up the puppets, I checked the room again.
Nothing new was discovered after that, so it seems that the most important thing in this room is this box.
"By the way, how many chickens did you have when you took over the guesthouse?"
I suddenly remembered that when I was at Fatty's place, there really was a bunch of chickens in his backyard.
The chickens were plump and healthy, but there was no sign of them being fed.
"Seventeen? What's wrong?" The fat man was a little dazed; he didn't understand why I was asking this.
Then he touched his head and said, "Oh, I remember now, the chickens here are actually a bit special."
I was just about to say, after I stewed the chicken for you two, there will still be 17 chickens in the yard, it seems like that won't change!
The fat man shared some useful information.
"You mean there were always 17 chickens in the yard, and after they were eaten, they came back?"
I felt a chill run down my spine.
I remember there were about a dozen chickens in the yard, but I didn't pay much attention at the time, so I didn't count them.
And now, considering this guy's entire family, this number is probably not a coincidence.
"At first I thought it was the chickens I raised back then, I didn't count them all!"
The fat man started to feel scared again; he must have thought of these things too.
There are seventeen chickens in the yard! The total number remains the same after each slaughter!
And seventeen members of your entire family died! There must be some connection we haven't considered!
I continued to guide the fat man.
After hearing this, the fat man's expression stiffened, and he kept backing away.
"Sir, do you mean these chickens are related to my family?"
The fat man was unbelievable.
"There should be a connection, but it's definitely not what you think!"
I suspect it's a hint to us!
I can't guess exactly what it is, but it's definitely not as simple as it seems on the surface.
What exactly is it?
"The chicken grows back after it eats the food, so is it possible that the resentment will be rekindled even after it has been eliminated?"
The woman suddenly remembered something and quickly spoke up.
"That must be it! This must be Fatty reminding me!"
I nodded seriously; it was very likely that what the old lady said was true.
Even after those resentments are eliminated, they might be reignited.
"Forget it! This is just speculation. If we encounter resentment when that time comes, we'll just eliminate it!"
I shook my head, then left the room with the older woman and the fat man, continuing our search for places where the evil energy was even deeper.
As time passed, we arrived at the innermost room.
On the east wing, we also discovered a powerful evil aura.
This evil aura was completely different from the one we had encountered before; it possessed an extremely fierce power.
Both in terms of quantity and scope of influence, it is much larger than the previous one.
The old lady and I set up a formation together to resist the evil energy.
Originally, the two of us weren't strong enough, but with this fat man, we were strong enough.
Just as we had concluded before, this fat man seemed to have a natural affinity for evil.
Those evil spirits seemed to serve him.
I felt increasingly uneasy. For some reason, I felt that the man in front of me seemed a little different from before.
After we cleared away the evil spirits surrounding the east wing, I opened one of the doors.
The room was still full of dust, and no one had been in there for decades.
The room I entered is similar to a study.
There was only one huge desk, but not many books.
"This seems to be used to entertain guests; they usually stay here when they come to visit!"
The fat man patiently explained to me and the older woman.
Since it's for guests, we won't prepare too many books; at most, we'll leave a large desk for guests to write and draw on.
There was even an inkstone left on this desk.
My intuition tells me that this inkstone is not normal.
I went over first and picked up the inkstone.
This should be the Chengni inkstone, one of the four famous inkstones!
As expected of a large family, they even use this kind of thing to entertain guests.
And on this inkstone there is also a complete inkstone.
Even after such a long time, it is still intact.
But I still feel like something's not quite right.
"Young lady, get me some water to grind the ink!"
I gestured to the older woman, who had a few bottles of water with her, which came in handy.
The older woman was very obedient; she poured some water and ground the ingredients for me as I had instructed.
Soon the ink had seeped into the entire inkstone.
I took out my notebook from my backpack and looked at the last few pages.
I found it a bit strange when I first flipped through it, because there was a blank space in the last few pages.
It now seems that we need to fill the gaps manually.
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