Fang Zhai more than ten acres [system]

At the head of the village, near the road, a small inn, and a mourning hall...

Yu Rong instantly thought of "Liao Zhai".

Among them, the most impressive chapter is "The Deadly Change". Isn't the scene and the atmosphere it depicts very similar to this scene?

Up to now, he still clearly remembers the corpses chasing the guests and rushing in rage... It's not that he is timid, it's that the story's rendering power is too strong, and it has a great sense of imagery.

Messy thoughts filled his mind, Yu Rong's face remained unchanged, and he continued to walk forward, turned a corner, and the hut was opposite.

Out of the corner of my eye, I drifted towards the mourning hall inadvertently. There was also a window on the west wall. Due to the problem of viewing angle, I couldn't see the specific scene inside the window...Suddenly a gust of wind blew up, and the white banner paper suddenly flew out of the room.

Yu Rong paused, then opened the hanging mat at the door of the hut...

It was dark and gloomy, and the rain was gurgling outside.

In the narrow space, filled with a disgusting smell, Yu Rong had to hold his breath, squinted his eyes slightly, and groped to the door. As soon as the curtain was lifted, a pale light flashed in mid-air, accompanied by a thunderclap , A dark figure suddenly appeared in the field of vision.

Yu Rong: "..."

With a heartbeat of one hundred and eighty, it was easy to restrain myself and not to scream.

"Ronger?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Yu Rong suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and his tone couldn't help but tinged with complaint: "Brother, why are you standing here?"

Nie Xinzhi said, "Wait for you."

Yu Rong was silent.

Having been with this man for a long time, he has been able to accurately analyze the more specific and detailed meaning from the short words of the other party. For example, at this moment, this man is waiting at the door, but he is worried that he is alone in a strange place. but...

Forget it.

After all, it is commendable.Thinking about it, he couldn't help laughing.

"What's wrong?" Nie Xinzhi asked.

"It's nothing." Yu Rong shook his head, "Let's go to the front hall, the smell here is really unbearable... Ah, no, why don't you go in?"

When returning to the front hall, I passed the mourning hall again.

The white flag flying out of the window floated in front of Yu Rong, less than half a foot away from his eyes, and was blown up and down by the wind, rustling.

Nie Xinzhi brushed aside the banner paper, and wrapped his other hand around a slightly stiff person.

Feeling the body temperature of another person, Yu Rong cleared his throat, glanced at the paper doll in the room inadvertently, and unconsciously leaned closer to the man's chest, then suppressed his voice, and said, "Do you feel Is this store a bit weird?"

Nie Xinzhi didn't refute, and asked following his words: "Did Rong'er notice something unusual?"

Yu Rong coughed lightly: "Where do we need to find anything? Someone died in this family, and the door is still open for business, isn't it too big-hearted?"

After hearing this, Nie Xinzhi said bluntly, "Let me inquire about it a little bit."

Yu Rong was embarrassed, and hurriedly said: "I'll just say it casually..."

Nie Xinzhi said: "However, if there is something strange and abnormal, it should be investigated clearly. This is the duty of the guard."

Yu Rong: "..."

Ni Yiwei really cares about everything.So, let this man go, he is not nosy, he really thinks this store is weird.

The two returned to the front hall, most of the merchant guests returned to their rooms, only two or three sporadic people were sitting around the big table in the middle, chatting while eating and drinking.

This place is already far away from Xin'an Mansion, and the dialect is quite different. These people with strong accents speak very fast... Yu Rong, who was occupying the small table in the corner by himself, listened for a while, and then a little I do not understand.

Silently picked up a small snack and ate it.

Dim sum is a local snack that I bought along the way when passing through a small town. The taste is different but delicious.

The only downside is that the taste is dry and powdery, and you will be thirsty after eating one or two pieces.

"Drink this." Nie Xinzhi came to the table and sat down, handing over a water bag.

Yu Rongsui let go of the teapot, took a few sips from the water bag, his mouth felt refreshed, and then he spoke in a very low voice: "What did you find?"

"Nothing unusual."

Hearing what the man said, Yu Rong wasn't too surprised, but had some doubts: "That mourning hall..."

Nie Xinzhi said indifferently: "It's the new wife of this family who died of a sudden illness a few days ago."

According to the local customs, it is considered unlucky for a newlywed to die suddenly within a year after getting married, and it is not appropriate to have a funeral.

Yu Rong was speechless for a while, but after a while, he asked again: "Then why didn't you bury him?"

Nie Xinzhi explained: "The burial will take seven days."

Yu Rong was even more speechless: "This summer..."

Nie Xinzhi explained: "The world is so big, there are many strange customs, which are not uncommon."

Yu Rong said silently, "It's because I rarely see it."

Nie Xinzhi suddenly changed the subject: "Since I'm unwell, let's go on the road when the rain subsides."

Hearing this, Yu Rong looked sideways at the door, then frowned slightly: "Shouldn't we go when the weather clears?"

Although most of the roads are official roads, the roads of this era are not made of concrete. It is fine on sunny days, but when it rains and snows, it is muddy and difficult for vehicles and horses.

Nie Xinzhi nodded slightly and said nothing more.

"Shopkeeper, are there any vacancies?"

Another new guest.

Yu Rong subconsciously followed the sound and looked over. A young man about his age stepped across the threshold, patting the rainwater stained on his clothes, followed by two people, I don't know if they were servants or guards...the clothes were simple, plain and linen, Looking at its temperament, it feels that it is not an ordinary businessman.

The shopkeeper greeted him, and he replied with the same rhetoric that he told Yu Rong before.

The young man was obviously disappointed when he heard that there were no guest rooms, but it was very windy and rainy outside, and it was inconvenient to continue on his way, so he chose to stay in this small inn just like Yu Rong and the other two.

"Can people sit here?"

The young man looked around for a week, and he took a fancy to Yu Rong's side.

Naturally, Yu Rong couldn't refuse, and was about to nod, but saw Nie Xinzhi get up suddenly, and occupied the vacant seat next to him.

"..."

Coughing dryly, Yu Rong met the young man's gaze and nodded at him: "Just do whatever you want."

The young man curled his mouth, smiled perfunctorily, turned his head to talk to his two "attendants", whispered a few words, and then sat down on the opposite bench.

There were two or three more people, and the place that was originally close to the corner felt more and more crowded.

Yu Rong, who was still able to chat with her own man, had no choice but to keep her mouth shut when facing the stranger at the same table.

Eye contact is unavoidable.

Eyes met again.

The young man on the opposite side suddenly spoke up and said, "Next week Fangzhen, I don't know what to call you two?"

Yu Rong, who had just taken a drink from the water bag, was choked instantly: "Ahem!"

What is this person's name...Zhou Fangzun?

Nie Xinzhi patted him on the back: "Are you all right?"

Yu Rong shook his head slightly, and looked at the person across from him apologetically: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." After a slight pause, he introduced himself, "Just call me Yu Shaozhen," glanced at the man sitting next to him, "He is my Brother."

Zhou Fangzhen hooked his lips, still smiling reluctantly, and asked, "From your accent, does it sound like you're from Yanzhou?"

Yu Rong's heart shuddered, his face was gentle, and he asked back: "Are you also near Yanzhou?"

Zhou Fangzhen was calm: "The next door to Yanzhou is Zou Liang's."

Yu Rong understood, the secret passage was really a coincidence, just as he was about to continue to say something, he heard a commotion at the other end.

"I can't stop!" The bloated middle-aged man roared angrily, "You will refund the money from the shopkeeper! There is a dead man lying next door. Is there anyone like you who runs a shop like this?"

The shopkeeper explained in a low voice.

The customers couldn't hear it, and kept yelling for the store to refund the money.

Yu Rong watched silently, no matter what, the shopkeeper's service attitude was good, he couldn't help but feel more sympathy for the fat merchant who lived next door to the mourning hall.

At this moment, Zhou Fangzhen who was sitting opposite him suddenly got up and walked over, his voice raised slightly: "Since he can't stay anymore, why don't you give me the guest room?"

Before the shopkeeper had time to speak, the fat merchant snapped his mouth angrily: "Are you okay? How dare you live in a dead man's house?"

Zhou Fangzhen looked indifferent: "Which family hasn't died yet? Besides, don't you say that the dead are next to the guest room?"

The fat merchant gave him a strange look, cursed "sick" in a low voice, and continued to argue with the shopkeeper, demanding a refund.

The shopkeeper has no choice but to refund the money.

Zhou Fangzhen took the guest room decisively, threw away the rent without hesitation, and led his servants over.

On the other side, the fat merchant was cursing and left the small inn in the rain.

After witnessing all this, Yu Rong was really speechless——

Wonderful inn, wonderful guests.

It wasn't until midnight that the rain gradually stopped.

Yu Rong and Nie Xinzhi gave the shopkeeper some money, and then stayed overnight in the front hall.

Anyway, it was summer, and a place to shelter from the wind and rain at night was enough.

In fact, even if there is a guest room, if it is the one next to the mourning hall, Yu Rong thinks it is better to live directly in the front hall.

In addition to not having a bed, it is inconvenient to fall asleep, but... with Nie Xin around, it feels more at ease to lean against each other.

The night passed like that.

The "story" of "The Dead" that Yu Rong imagined was not staged...

If he hadn't passed through the mourning hall and saw the coffin inside and the paper dolls that looked weird no matter what, he wouldn't have been thinking about it all night, cough.

"Looking at the sky, it feels like it's going to rain..."

Nie Xinzhi said in a deep voice: "It takes about an hour to drive, and there is a small town."

"Really?" Yu Rong thought for a while, and said, "Let's eat breakfast quickly, and set off as soon as we're done, trying to reach the town before it rains."

When I think of the dead man lying dead for several days in this small inn, I feel uncomfortable, so let's go early.

Nie Xinzhi naturally would not reject him, and nodded in agreement.

"Hey--"

Yu Rong turned his head slightly when he heard the sound.

"Are you a doctor?" Zhou Fangzhen, who also came over for breakfast, asked the question.

Yu Rong's hand holding the chopsticks paused.

Before he could reply, Zhou Fangzhen continued, "Did you bring medicine? My servant is sick and needs a dose of medicine to drive away the cold."

When it comes to professional issues, Yu Rong suddenly lost all worries, and said straightly: "There are some medicines, let me take a look at the patient's condition first..."

Zhou Fangzhen cut off his words: "I also know a little bit about medicine, but it's caused by exogenous cold pathogens, and vomiting is not good. A dose of Sini Decoction is enough." After a pause, he explained, "I just asked the shopkeeper, and he said There are no doctors in the nearby village, and you have to run several miles to get the medicine, so I took the liberty to ask you if you have any medicine..."

Yu Rong, who carried a medicine box with him, naturally did not lack some commonly used medicines.

The aconite, licorice, and dried ginger needed for Sini Decoction are all commonly used medicines, and there are quite a lot of them in the medicine box.

After obtaining Zhou Fangzhen's promise, Yu Rong waited and watched the patient's complexion for a while, then cut the pulse, and the syndrome was exactly as Zhou Fangzhen said.

No more worries, grabbed a dose of the medicine needed for Sini Decoction, and handed it to Zhou Fangzhen.

After the patient drank the medicine, his condition stabilized, and before the rain came, Yu Rong and Nie Xinzhi left the inn in a carriage.

"Brother, do you need my help?"

Yu Rong sat leaning against the car door, raised his voice and said to the man sitting in the front of the car driving the horse.

Nie Xinzhi tilted his head slightly: "Go and rest in the car."

Yu Rong smiled: "No need, I..."

He was a bit surprised when he heard a prompt from the system suddenly, because he had set "Do Not Disturb Messages", usually it is not a special situation, and he would not hear the mechanical sound of the system.

【warn!warn! 】

[The first patient died. 】

Yu Rong was stunned: What do you mean?

Where did the disease come from...

Suddenly remembering the person he met in the small inn, his face suddenly changed.

"Brother, turn around!"