On the way back, Yu Qirong keenly noticed that the atmosphere in Yuling Town was different.
The weather was still as hot as before, but people's attitude had completely changed. Previously, it was due to the laziness caused by the heat, but now it seemed that it was due to some unknown reason that people were afraid and silent.
The entire street was empty, with only a few people occasionally walking around in a hurry, as if something extremely terrifying was searching for them.
Yu Qirong recalled what she heard from Song Ruyi: there were other people in the town who died in the same way. This was not just a coincidence.
No one can tell whether it was a mass poisoning or some kind of evil doing.
For Yuling Town, which is geographically remote and has little information exchange with the outside world, the theory of ghosts and gods is probably more reasonable.
"I haven't even brought my rouge yet, why are you in such a hurry?" A woman was pulled by a man, turning her head to look back and complaining.
They were a little far away from Yu Qirong, but because the woman's voice was louder, he could still hear their conversation clearly.
The man dragged his wife along, hurriedly rushing towards Yu Qirong, lowering his head and scolding, "It's already this time, and you're still thinking about your Rouge. A lot of people have died in this town these days, and I heard they were all killed by ghosts. They were secretly marked, and they may be gone at any time!"
"There are no ghosts..." The woman obviously didn't believe what the man said. She was almost falling down because of the pulling. She said hurriedly, "You believe this?"
The two men got closer to Yu Qirong. The man looked terrified, with a dark blue color under his eyes. His pupils kept trembling when he looked at the woman. Under the dim sunset, his face looked yellow.
His eyes blinked nervously, his lips were pale, and he whispered, "Have you forgotten what day it was in ten days? And two years ago, the eldest young master of the Leng family who came to Yuling Town..."
Before he finished speaking, the woman seemed to have remembered something. Her face turned pale. She choked up and said in disbelief, "Yulanbon Festival... Then we can't escape..."
"What nonsense are you talking about!" The man was very excited and interrupted the woman. He pulled her arm and walked forward quickly, retorting: "This matter has nothing to do with us. Even if you want to find it, you can't find it on us!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Yu Qirong, who was very close to him. The ghostly red eyes made him stagger back, and then he ran away quickly, pulling the woman behind him, as if he had seen a ghost.
“……”Yu Qirong stood quietly where he was, watching their backs as they fled in panic. It was impossible to tell from his expression what he was thinking.
Ah Fei moved his fingers, looked at Yu Qirong, and asked in a deep voice: "Master, do you need me to send someone to find them back?"
"No need," Yu Qirong retracted his gaze, turned around, and continued to walk towards the Rong family, "That's the government's business, we don't need to worry about it."
It was getting dark when Yu Qirong, led by the Rong family, arrived at the gate of the Rong family. Two big red lanterns were hung outside. The black-painted wooden door was elegant and majestic, in stark contrast to Rong Qi's small, shabby wooden door.
"Master Rong, please wait a moment. We will go and inform them first." The servant guarding the door saw Yu Qirong, stretched out his hand to block his way, and spoke in a polite and distant tone.
Rong Qi is the young master of the Rong family, but he actually needs the servants to inform him when he returns home.
The corners of Yu Qirong's lips curled up in an ambiguous arc, but he didn't say anything. He just watched the servant at the door enter the heavy and magnificent door.
He has not yet fully experienced the differences between rich and poor, but he has already experienced most of the interpersonal relationships in this copy.
The wait didn't take long. After a while, the two doors were opened again and Mother Sun came out, but she wasn't as arrogant as she was when they first met.
She first looked around at the people on the street, and then hurriedly called Yu Qirong in. Yu Qirong climbed the stairs leisurely and then passed through the door.
Passing through this door, there is not a lobby directly inside, but instead a field of lush green plants. Under the lights at night, it appears quiet and eerie, with only deep shadows visible.
Yu Qirong guessed that it would be better to watch during the day, but it was just the wrong time now, so he had this experience.
Grandma Sun led the way in front of him, and soon led him to the lobby door. She looked back at Yu Qirong and A Fei behind him, and the wrinkles on her eyelids trembled, "Only let Young Master Rong in."
Yu Qirong turned around, glanced at A Fei, gave him a reassuring look, then pushed the door and walked in.
As soon as he opened the door, Yu Qirong smelled a strong and pungent smell of incense, as if incense had been burning inside all day. He frowned subconsciously, stepped over the threshold, and continued to look inside.
The first thing he saw was a Buddha statue facing him. There was an incense burner on the altar below. A few wisps of white smoke rose slowly and disappeared into the air.
The two chairs below were empty.
The head and mistress of the Rong family were squatting on the ground, holding the back of their clothes. The firelight from the brazier reflected on their faces, flickering. Seeing Yu Qirong walk in, the mistress pushed the head of the family.
The two men sat back on the mahogany chairs, and their movements stirred up the burnt ashes. No one was startled, and the ashes slowly fell down again.
Yu Qirong glanced into the brazier. He had seen the things inside in the previous copy. They were paper money used in sacrifices.
I don’t know who it’s for.
The patriarch of the Rong family had a frown on his face, and his weather-beaten face was a ginger color. He didn't have many wrinkles, but the wrinkles dotted around the eyes and on the nasolabial folds made him look heavy and mature.
Yu Qirong looked around and found a chair to sit down.
"You are in the government office..." The head of the Rong family hesitated to speak, his thick eyebrows like two tightly intertwined snakes.
He did not dwell on Rong Qi's rudeness, but he did not force anyone to get off the chair. He just continued to ask, "What is the attitude of the Leng family?"
It is obvious that this patriarch pays more attention to the Leng family than to Rong Qi.
Yu Qirong had no expression on his face. He just skipped his conversation with Xie Yi and repeated everything.
Master Rong's expression changed again and again, especially when Yu Qirong mentioned Leng Yunchao, his expression became unusually cautious and careful.
This inexplicable expression did not relax until he heard Yu Qirong say that Leng Yunchao had also been detained.
Mr. Rong and Mrs. Rong, who was sitting next to him, looked at each other and remained silent for a long time.
Yu Qirong originally thought that given Master Rong's attitude towards the Leng family, he should arrange for someone to notify the Leng family as soon as possible, but he did not expect that the order he gave was to delay.
Yuling Town is a small place, so naturally whoever has money has the final say, and the government will also give him some face. This is probably the reason why Song Ruyi let him go.
The Leng family’s roots are all in Yeyun Town. Although the distance is not far, it is not the same place after all.
The government, with the Rong family's approval, will probably just detain Leng Yunchao even more unscrupulously.
But what benefits does this bring to the Rong family?
Yu Qirong was still thinking when he heard Master Rong calling Rong Qi's name. He looked over, but Master Rong shrank back in fear at his eyes.
Master Rong calmed down, pointed to the west and said, "Since the Leng family is quite satisfied with you, then you can live in the west wing first. When the wedding date is set, you can go from the Rong family to the Leng family... It's not safe outside during this period, so you should stay at the Rong family and don't go out."
Yu Qirong had no objection to his arrangement and just nodded.
Before closing the door, he glanced at the two people in the Rong family's hall again, clasped his fingers together with the grooves on the door, and closed the door, bringing out a strong fragrance.
The person outside seemed to have received instructions long ago. He led him all the way to the west wing and told someone to bring his things over.
Yu Qirong didn't care much about the sundries in Rong Qi's room, he only cared about his rice paper. He looked like the two people who were imprisoned in the government office, but he always had to find something to do.
"A Fei, have you counted? Is there anything missing?" Yu Qirong was flipping through the pieces of rice paper as thin as a cicada's wing. When he turned around, he bumped into a spacious chest.
A Fei raised his arms slightly and made a vague gesture of hugging, but lowered his head to feel Yu Qirong's hair.
He murmured hoarsely, "The smell of the young master seems to have changed."
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