Chapter 372
The Venus star lit up, and Qing Jiang saw that Tao Bao didn't answer his question for a long time, and felt helpless. If the other party didn't answer, what's the point of him asking alone?
Turning to look at the old man, he saw that he was fixedly looking at Tao Bao, counting with his fingers hanging on both sides, and after a while he stopped and looked at Tao Bao and said:
"If you are not afraid, just follow."

After finishing speaking, carrying the burden on his shoulders, he turned around and continued heading south. Tao Bao smiled at the dumbfounded Qing Jiang, and followed the pace of old Rongtou.

"Uncle Rong, where are we going?"

"Go to Hunan and find some friends."

Looking at the two figures walking away, Qing Jiang was confused, tightly packed his backpack, and hurriedly took big strides to keep up.

Successfully obtained permission, Tao Bao just followed the old Rongtou and his son, sleeping during the day and driving at night, walking to the south step by step. Later, the old Rongtou felt that it was too slow, so he generously took out a few silver dollars without blinking. Bought three horses, still upside down day and night, and rushed to Hunan.

On the way, through Tao Bao's observation, she found that old Rongtou was not short of money at all, not only was he not short of money, but he was also very generous. However, because they were upside down day and night, they didn't really spend much money, and they only spent money when they were staying at the hotel and having breakfast. See them pay.

It was directly grabbed from the backpack. Tao Bao still hasn't figured out what is in Qingjiang's big backpack. However, it is definitely not a simple thing.

There is also the burden of the old Rongtou, which is bulging, and occasionally a corner is exposed. You can see the yellow talisman paper and smell the cinnabar.

No matter how you look at it, the father and son have been acting more and more strangely since they left the main force.

Tao Bao asked them why they had to travel at night. Old Rong said that walking at night can exercise his willpower, but Qing Jiang said that they were sleepy during the day, out of habit, so they acted at night.

Regarding this, Tao Bao suddenly became [-]% curious. She wanted to take a closer look at what the origin of these two people was, they were mysterious and they acted like a cult organization.

Tao Bao was full of curiosity all the way, and turned black and white with the father and son, and finally felt the strangeness of the father and son on the night of entering the Hunan border.

They actually took her to an inn in the deep mountains, a small but very strange inn.

Tao Bao is afraid of ghosts. Although she has traveled through the underworld and gone to heaven, she can't let go of her fear of some kind of mysterious creature that exists in the mortal world.

They had been driving all night, and it was almost dawn at this time. According to the life routine of the father and son, they should find a hotel to rest.

So, Tao Bao and the others stopped in front of the dark inn.

The small hotel is not big, with two floors. Two white lanterns are hung at the door, and the door opens inward. The doors are thick wooden doors painted with black paint.

Behind the door, Tao Bao's spiritual sense swept over first, and the four corpses wearing bamboo hats leaned upright behind the door.

This is really, I am a big fuck!
The father and son actually took her to rest at the mortuary inn, which is against the heavens.

Fortunately, there are no ghosts, and the morgue is better than the haunted house. Tao Bao doesn't know why, but he feels a little lucky that Old Rong didn't take her to sleep in the haunted house.

Lao Rong glanced at Tao Bao, he didn't see any emotion on her face, he was a little disappointed, alas, this girl is really courageous.

"Let's go, let's rest here today." Lao Rong smiled at Tao Bao, "You are really brave girl."

After all, he shook his head and walked towards the inn. The three of them had just entered the inn when the morning star came out and the sound of cock crowing came from the bottom of the mountain. It was already six o'clock in the morning.

The three of them ignored the four dead bodies behind the door and walked straight in. There were only two tables and a counter in the shop. Behind the counter sat an old man wearing a black melon cap and a black jacket with a stand-up collar. He was dozing off with his chin propped up alone. .

The old man stepped forward and knocked lightly on the counter. The old man trembled and was awakened.

With soft eyes, she flicked the candle at hand again, and then looked Tao Bao and the others up and down.

"Come to be a scavenger?" He asked, looking behind the three of them, there was no corpse, not a corpse driver.

"Is Mr. Lin here?" Old Rong asked.

"Are you looking for him?" The old man glanced behind the door and said, "First you come in with a stick of incense and sleep upstairs, what are you looking for him for?"

Old Rong only said that he would go to Mr. Lin when he got up in the evening, asked the old man to open two rooms, and took Tao Bao upstairs to rest.

The father and son lived in a room, and Tao Bao lived in a room by himself, living door to door.

The room is not big, there is only a small bed, a table, and a washstand in it, and the extras are gone.

The sun gradually rises, and a new day begins for ordinary people, but these people in the inn have just fallen asleep.

Tao Bao wasn't sleepy, didn't sleep, he practiced cross-legged on the bed and adjusted his breath, and didn't stop until the sun and night fell.

There was already movement downstairs, Tao Bao opened the door and walked out, and he could hear old Rongtou talking with a strange man, as well as the sound of chewing food.

In the lobby, simple meals were placed on the table in the middle. Qing Jiang was eating with a short-haired young man in his twenties, and next to them were Lao Rongtou and a middle-aged man in a yellow Taoist robe.

There are only a few people in this inn, and the yellow-robed Taoist should be the Mr. Lin that Lao Rongtou was talking about.

The low scene was very strange. There were four corpses covering their faces at the door, and four people were eating and chatting as if they had nothing to do not far away. Due to the popularity, the dim oil lamp in the inn felt a little brighter.

Hearing the movement upstairs, several people looked up and saw that it was Tao Bao, and Qing Jiang invited her to come down for dinner.

When Tao Bao went downstairs, Qing Jiang moved his butt to the side to make room for Tao Bao. Tao Bao smiled at them and sat down.

"Old man, give me another bowl of rice!" Qing Jiang shouted towards the counter, and the old man's reply immediately came from inside.

"Old Rong, where did this girl come from? Yours?" the Taoist in yellow robe asked with a smile, seeing Tao Bao looking over, he nodded slightly at her.

Old Rong took a look at Tao Bao, shook his head and said, "Her name is Tao Bao, she escaped from Nanjing City together, and she followed me when she had nowhere to go."

After finishing speaking, he introduced to Tao Bao: "This is Mr. Lin. Sitting opposite you is his eldest disciple Lin Zhao. This gentleman also has a daughter at home, but she is about your age."

Turning to look at Mr. Lin, he asked with a smile, "Seventeen or eighteen?"

"After the twelfth lunar month, you will be eighteen, a child born in the first lunar month." Mr. Lin replied, then looked at Tao Bao and asked, "How old are you, girl? You are quite courageous. These happy gods have not scared you, have you?" ?”

Afraid that Tao Bao would not understand the jargon, Lin Zhao kindly reminded him, and glanced at the door, Tao Bao understood, smiled at the other party, and then replied:
"My face is small. I'm almost 29. I'm afraid of ghosts, but I'm not afraid of dead people. It's funny."

As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Zhao on the opposite side immediately patted her chest and smiled: "Sister, don't be afraid. I will help you drive away ordinary little ghosts, and evil ghosts. Leave them to my master. But ghosts are rare here, so you don't have to." Afraid."

"Thank you." Tao Bao smiled politely, but his heart was a little nervous. It's rare, which means there are, but ghosts can't enter her body, so it seems that there is no need to be particularly afraid.

While everyone was talking, the old man in the store brought up a bowl of rice and put it in front of Tao Bao.

"Mr. Lin, people in our village asked me to send you a message. If you have time, I would like to ask you to visit the old man's house. There are always some strange things happening at home recently. I'm afraid the old man is causing trouble."

Mr. Lin nodded, asked for the address, and promised to see the four gods of happiness after they were sent away. The old man got the word and went down the mountain.

(End of this chapter)

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