"They moved away?!"
Upon hearing the foreman's words, Zhao Youliang's hopes were instantly dashed.
Undeterred, he pressed on, "Brother, do you know where everyone in the village has moved to?"
"Oh, right, especially a place called Little Courtyard!"
"A small courtyard?" The foreman became interested after hearing Zhao Youliang's words.
"I didn't expect you to know so much at such a young age."
“Although I’m not a local, I’ve heard of the courtyard—our project manager mentioned it.”
"They even specifically instructed me: when the demolition reaches the small courtyard, be sure to prepare offerings and kowtow."
"They say the courtyard is full of immortals..."
At this point, the foreman's face was full of piety, and he subconsciously bowed in the direction of the village.
"Wow, it's all been demolished..."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Youliang became even more distraught: "Hey, brother, do you know the exact location of the courtyard? Could you take me there to see it?"
Looking at Zhao Youliang's appearance, the foreman assumed that he had come to stay with relatives in the courtyard.
Since he was a relative of the family in the courtyard, the foreman certainly didn't dare to offend him and readily led Zhao Youliang inside.
"Dude, there's really nothing left to see, it's all been razed to the ground..."
When we arrived at the old site of the courtyard, it was just as the foreman had said.
It was a completely flat area, blending seamlessly with the surrounding landscape, and there was nothing strange about it.
Despite his great disappointment, Zhao Youliang still bowed deeply three times to the front.
Having experienced so much, he now believes in the existence of the supernatural.
Being overly polite is never a bad thing... I'm already so unlucky, I shouldn't cause any more trouble.
After bowing, Zhao Youliang thought about going home as soon as possible, since he had a time limit.
As I took my first step, I suddenly felt something poking my foot.
Upon picking it up, I discovered it was a miniature wooden knife.
Upon closer inspection, a line of crooked, small characters was also carved on the wooden knife.
Even though it's described as crooked and uneven, Zhao Youliang was still praising it highly.
Because these characters are just too ugly... If it were just ugly, that would be one thing, but the most crucial thing is that they also contain pinyin.
After carefully examining it for a long time, Zhao Youliang finally managed to understand the contents.
Little knife, little knife, clanging sound, specially for stabbing Eighth Master's crotch, oh yeah!
Zhao Youliang, of course, didn't know who Eighth Master was, but he found the childlike tone quite amusing.
Just as I was about to throw away the small wooden knife, a sudden inspiration struck me, and I carefully put the wooden knife away from my body.
After saying goodbye to the foreman, he got into the car and walked back home, looking dejected.
By this time, Xiao Li, who was driving, realized that Zhao Youliang's talk about blind dates was pure nonsense.
Not a single family has arranged any blind dates with them? Is that a ghost?!
"Quantum, tell me the truth, what exactly did you come here for?"
Greatly disappointed, Zhao Youliang was in no mood to answer. He mumbled a few words before finally speaking.
"If I say it's a blind date, then it's a blind date. What else can I do?"
"Just focus on driving!"
As the car drove away and the foreman left, a sleazy voice suddenly echoed from the ruins of the courtyard.
Luckily, there was no one nearby, otherwise I would have thought it was haunted.
"Oh my god, why did you stop us just now!"
"I was originally planning to trip that kid up and make him tumble!"
"Oh no, we didn't even manage to do a somersault, and he even picked up the little wooden knife we made!"
After the cheeky voice, another slightly goofy voice rang out.
"You little brat, how could you be so despicable!"
"That kid just bowed to us, why are you still bullying him!"
"Besides, didn't you notice that kid's 'dark cloud hanging over him'? He's already unlucky enough, and you're still dragging him down with you..."
......
They traveled in silence, and before nightfall, Zhao Youliang had already returned to his shop.
Grandma Wenmi and Shopkeeper Sun were both there, but it seemed they hadn't returned to their own shops.
Upon seeing Zhao Youliang return, Granny Mi asked him a question.
"How's the quantum level? Did you see any immortals?"
Although he had tried his best, seeing the expectant eyes of Granny Wenmi and Shopkeeper Sun, Zhao Youliang still felt like a child who had made a mistake.
"I'm sorry, Grandma and Uncle Sun, I couldn't find the immortal."
"Their entire village was relocated, and we haven't been able to find out exactly where they moved to."
Upon hearing this, Granny Wenmi was slightly disappointed, but she still quickly comforted Zhao Youliang.
"It's not your fault they moved, Quantum, what are you doing!"
"You haven't eaten all day, have you? Wait a minute, Grandma will make you something right away."
After Granny Wenmi left, Manager Sun from the coffin shop also came over to comfort Zhao Youliang.
"Quantum, you're a good kid in every way, except you're too kind."
"Remember what Uncle said: You don't have to take on everything yourself; it's a thankless task."
"Not everyone deserves your kindness, remember that?"
Zhao Youliang wasn't very bright to begin with, and upon hearing this, he nodded subconsciously.
"Uncle, I've got it... but what about those three ghosts? We can't just wait for them to kill you, can we?"
At this point, Zhao Youliang suddenly stopped, because he remembered something.
"Uncle, what you said this morning was that ghosts need seven coffins, right?!"
"Yeah, what's wrong?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Youliang swallowed hard.
"Uncle, do you remember the white bus I told you about?"
"It's the one Grandma Li went up to, and Zhang the fortune teller was up there too!"
"Yes, yes, I remember. How could I not remember something so bizarre!" Manager Sun nodded repeatedly.
"What's wrong? Why did you suddenly bring this up?"
"Uncle, if I remember correctly, there were exactly seven seats on the bus at the time..." After saying this, Zhao Youliang couldn't help but shudder.
"What?! What is this?! Is it that weird?!"
Manager Sun was also taken aback, then lowered his head and pondered with a serious expression.
"Logically speaking, the Yin Spirit Chariot and the Yin Soldiers Borrowing Passage are similar to the regular system of the underworld."
"But the three ancient ghosts I encountered were clearly not from the right path... How could they have gotten together? Could it be a coincidence?"
As Shopkeeper Sun was talking to himself, a hearty laugh suddenly came from outside the door. It was the corpse driver who had left the "God of Happiness" here who had returned.
The one leading the way was still that old driver.
Having already learned the rules of the paper-making shop from their previous encounter, Lao Si didn't go straight in.
He stood at the door and said to Zhao Youliang, "Young friend, I hope I haven't disturbed you by coming here so abruptly?"
Zhao Youliang already had a very good impression of this cheerful old man, not to mention that the old man had given him so much money.
Upon hearing this, he immediately greeted her with a smile: "No problem, no problem at all. You're welcome to come anytime, brother."
"You haven't eaten yet, have you? That's perfect, I haven't eaten either... You guys wait here, I'll go buy some meat, and we'll stir-fry a few plates so we can have some drinks together!"
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