ID number 019

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"

"what--"

Ear-piercing horrified screams came from the next room, and Wang Kuanyou, who hadn't got on the kang, ran over.

Chen Yang immediately woke up Chao Jian: "Something happened, get up!"

Chao Jian lifted the quilt and sat up, her half-drowned eyes were a little red, and the brows were full of fatigue and depression, Chen Yang stuffed the crutch into his hand.

Chen Xishuang belongs to the type of "one person eats enough and the whole family is not hungry". Regardless of the family members, he jumped off the kang a long time ago. He didn't dare to go to the next door, so he just inquired about the movement at the door.

Hearing something, Chen Xishuang ran back to the kang and said in a trembling voice, "Jiang Miao is dead."

Chen Yang was taken aback, there were four Jiang Miao next door, which one died?

The one who died was Xiang Tiantian.

Chen Yang saw her dead body as soon as he passed by.

She was sitting on the kang, her body was facing away from the door, but her head was facing directly.

Wang Xiaobei was the only one present. She was so frightened that she became unconscious.

"You stay with her." Wang Kuanyou said to the other two ladies.

Xiaoxiang is not good at socializing, while Dayan has a poor relationship with the same sex and exists like a public enemy. She has almost no close female friends. She can't do this kind of behavior linked to "closeness" and "dependence".

Seeing that the two did not make a statement, Wang Kuanyou of the Wang family had no choice but to put aside the differences between men and women for the time being, and took over the job.

Everyone else went outside and waited.

The noise from the market was transmitted to them wave after wave, like two worlds.

It was the end of March, and the night was still a bit cold. Chen Yang just got up from the bed, and he shivered from the cold.

Pulling the zipper of his jacket at Jane.

Only then did Chen Yang realize that his clothes were not pulled up properly, so he silently pulled them up to the top, shrinking his neck and chin inward.

The moon was hanging high, and the people leaning against the wall had no communication.

Xu Defined took out a package of unopened Tengwang Pavilion, tore off the gold thread on it, and scattered the cigarettes for everyone to smoke.

Qian Qin shook his head, Chen Xishuang didn't want it either, Chao Jian and Xu Ding didn't dare to go there at all, only Chen Yang took a cigarette.

"I'll take a few puffs to refresh myself." Chen Yang returned the lighter to Xu Definition, and whispered to his partner while biting the cigarette.

The partner ignored him, his face was cold.

Chen Yang gave Xu Yiyi a look of "it's okay, my partner just doesn't like me smoking and won't take my anger out on you, don't worry".

When it was over, I silently pulled it up to one side.

Xu Dingyi wiped the sweat from his brow, his wife's strict control has a strong sense of sight.

"Why do you say it suddenly..." Xu defined his fleshy face trembling.

No one picked up.

Three to five minutes later, Wang Kuanyou's shout sounded in the room, telling everyone to come in.

Xiang Tiantian's body is still on the kang.

Wang Xiaobei's mood recovered a little bit, she curled up on the chair with her body hugged, her long hair covered her face, half of her exposed eyes were red and swollen, she looked more like a ghost than the dead Xiang Tiantian.

The timid did not look at her.

Chen Yang was a little apprehensive when he saw it for the first time, but it would be better if he watched it a little longer. He was smoking a cigarette by the door, his shoes hooked on his partner's crutches.

"What do you think is the reason?"

Zhao Jian glanced coldly: "Talk to me after smoking."

Chen Yang: "...Hey."

Hey, I seem to have said at the station not to smoke in front of him in the future.

Chen Yang turned his body sideways, took a few puffs towards the door, then pinched the cigarette butt, and popped it out with his fingers.

"Okay, it's time to talk."

Chao Jian nodded towards Wang Xiaobei: "She's talking."

"No, isn't she still..."

Just as Chen Yang was talking, Wang Xiaobei on the kang made a sound.

"I was playing around with her. She took off her shoes and stretched her feet in front of me to smoke me. I pretended to be angry and hit her. She pretended to be scared and said sorry."

Wang Xiaobei sobbed: "I was still playing at the time, and I called her Queen, but she apologized to me in a different tone, and I praised her for her good acting, and then I recited it and asked her to comb my hair..."

Wang Xiaobei's teeth began to chatter: "Later she was still saying I'm sorry, she kept saying it, and she kept saying it."

"Really, I said too much in an ordinary sentence and repeated it over and over again. I couldn't describe the feeling. At that time, I felt a little fuzzy in my heart. I was a little angry and told her not to say it. She didn't stop, and the crying in her voice became more and more serious. It's getting serious..."

"Woooooo..." Wang Xiaobei buried her head between her legs and cried bitterly.

There was only her crying in the room, and everyone else was silent. It was not until she hiccupped from crying that Wang Kuanyou patted her on the back to comfort her.

"What happened before you played around?"

Wang Xiaobei sobbed and said: "It's nothing, everyone was there at that time, we just chatted, saying that the market was very dirty and there were a lot of people on us..."

"name!"

She suddenly exclaimed: "She called her name!"

Everyone in the room held their breath.

"what?"

Wang Xiaobei pointed to Xiaoxiang, and said with trembling lips: "She called her name."

The former refers to Xiang Tiantian, and the latter refers to Xiaoxiang.

Everyone breathed out the breath they were holding slowly, and the frozen air flow around them also flowed again, but it was soaked in chill.

The reason Xiang Tiantian died was because she called her by the wrong name.

It turned out to be the case.

"Calling the wrong name will really kill you."

"It's better for me. I have a bad memory, and I can't remember everyone's names at all. The three divided by age and gender are just right for me, and I can't call them wrong."

Xu Yiyi patted his chest: "It will be miserable for those who are sensitive to names."

"Is now the time to say such things?" Chen Xishuang, who is quite sensitive to names, complained.

Xu defined his face flushed with embarrassment: "I didn't mean that either."

"Let's all go back to the house."

"Wait!" Da Yan turned her head into the wall, pointing her finger in the direction of Kang, "What about that?"

Wang Kuanyou said: "Some missions will disappear automatically, and some will not. I haven't found the pattern yet, so I don't know what kind it will be."

Chen Yang by the door scratched his face, Xiao Yindao's task force's body will not disappear, the train station will.

One is a death trap and the other is a normal task.

To put it bluntly, the rules will deal with the corpses of those who die more, and those who die less will be ignored.

"So, if you said it, you didn't say it." Da Yan's senior face was cold, "Even if it will disappear, someone died in the house, and they died on the kang."

"Not to mention it won't disappear, how dare we sleep!"

Xu Definition said: "Then you come to the next door, and everyone stays together?"

Da Yan's face became even colder, she looked at Xu Daing as if she was looking at a wretched man: "Can't you change houses with us?"

Xu Yifei glanced at the corpse quickly, and his fat body trembled violently: "The kang here is too small, we can't lie down, and if we can't change it, we won't change it!"

Chen Xishuang clenched her fragrantly wiped hands, and looked at Dayan with pleading eyes.

Da Yan, who seems to have become a witch: "..."

"Don't say a few words." Wang Kuanyou is like a leader. "Once you have an ID number, you are destined to no longer have an ordinary life. Overcoming fear is the first step. You have to get used to it sooner or later, unless you don't think you have another one." Task."

Chen Yang's mouth twitched. This time, most likely, it was Wang Kuanyou's science popularization for the newcomers.

He speaks steadily and grasps the vital points very accurately. Others think he is right when he stabs them.

Dayan was blocked by Wang Kuanyou's words, and couldn't find a breakthrough to fight back. She looked at Wang Xiaobei and Xiaoxiang: "What about you? You don't talk? Am I living in this house alone?"

Wang Xiaobei just cried.

Xiao Xiang sat at the small table the whole time, drawing a striped path on the table with his fingertips.

Like a child, I have been tracing.

Seeing them like this, Dayan felt helpless and helpless, she wiped her eyes, and cried with restraint.

Conditions in the house were dire.

Wang Kuanyou looked at the compatriots in the circle, and said in a tone of asking for opinions: "How about putting the corpse on our side?"

Chen Xishuang asked stupidly, "Where do you put it?"

"under the bed."

"……"I am dead.

Chen Yang was about to say something, but there were footsteps coming from far and near outside, walking quickly and a little chaotically, he opened the half-closed door to have a look.

It's Li Ping, Liu Shun, Zhang Guangrong, they are back.

The three of them immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Xu Definition asked them curiously: "What is it like to worship ancestors?"

When Liu Shun and Zhang Guangrong entered the house, they lay down, and Li Ping replied, "Have you ever paid homage to your family?"

"Set the food, burn the paper, kowtow and so on." Xu defined it after thinking for a while, "Is this the process for you?"

Li Ping also lay down on it: "Anyway, it's worshiping the ancestors!"

Xu Definition chattered beside the Kang: "Is there anything else?"

No one cares.

Chen Yang walked towards Liu Shun, bent over, and smelled the incense in his hair: "Jiang Da, where did the village head take you?"

Liu Shun closed his eyes: "The ancestral hall."

The ancestral hall, Chen Yang didn't pay attention when he was walking around the village yesterday, he was used to turning his head to look for the figure of his partner, and when he found it, he asked with his eyes.

Zhao Jian raised his eyes, and looked at him expressionlessly.

Chen Yang had the answer, and the corners of his mouth were loosened. This person's observation ability is better than him.

When turning around, Chen Yang casually said: "By the way, Jiang Da, Jiang Miao is dead."

Liu Shun's closed eyelids trembled.

Li Ping next to him opened his eyes directly: "Who, who died?"

"The sweet one," Chen Xishuang interrupted.

Li Ping asked again: "When did it happen?"

"You died shortly after you left."

Xu Definition added: "Almost half an hour."

Li Ping's eye sockets stretched a few minutes in vain, and he closed his eyes in the next second.

And Liu Shun never opened his eyes, and his eyelids never stopped shaking.

As for Zhang Guangrong, he lay a little further away, his back stiffened for a moment.

Chen Yang captured the subtle changes of these three people.

Not right.

Didn't Xiang Tiantian die by calling the wrong name?Can you get in touch with Baizu?

What's going on here...

"The body is gone." Wang Kuanyou said back from the next door.

Chen Yang's heart skipped a beat, isn't this mission an ordinary mission?He looked at the taskers in the room, plus the one next door, there were twelve people left.

The next day, it was still 03:30 in the morning.

The reason why the village chief asked them to advance earlier last time was that the vendors from other places came early and the good spots were almost gone. This time it was "it's the second day, and I don't sell much, how can I earn that amount".

Chen Yang suspected that this was the case back then.

It was supposed to start at 05:30 and somehow it became 03:30.

Chen Yang stood in front of the stall and yawned. Not sure if he was asleep, he yawned again, wiped the moisture from the corners of his eyes and talked to the middle-aged woman: "Jiang Miao, good morning."

The middle-aged woman does not respond.

Chen Yang said friendlyly: "You sold out the basket of chicks yesterday, and you will definitely sell them today."

"Yes." The middle-aged woman responded this time, but her body was about to speak, but her nervousness did not match the answer, and she did not relax at all.

Chen Yang's gaze lingered on her for a while, then turned to the shoemaker on the other side.

The shoe repairman was threading a pair of leather shoes with a small old machine, and his hands and sleeves were dirty.

There are still many shoes waiting for him to repair by the stall, and the business is very good.

Chen Yang looked closely at the shoemaker's work: "Master, you've been here since yesterday? Didn't you find a place to sleep?"

"Sleeping." The cobbler cut off the thread with scissors, "Your village sleeps."

Chen Yang asked who it was.

The cobbler put the Bree leather shoes on his legs, and he brushed the uppers with a small brush: "An old friend."

old friend?When Chen Yang wanted to ask a question, someone came to the shoemaker to pick up shoes, and the call was cut off because of this, and he couldn't pick it up.

At eight o'clock, Chen Yang went to Chaojian's stall and whispered, "I want to go to the family hall."

At this time, everyone in the village should have come out.

"I'll go early and come back early." Chen Yang said, "Do you think it's okay?"

Chao Jian: "Go."

Chen Yang didn't expect it to be so smooth, he didn't realize it a bit: "Huh?"

Flick his ear at Jane.

Chen Yang covered his hands in pain: "I thought you were going to preach again this time."

The person who prevented him from going to other stalls to investigate yesterday actually agreed with him to collect clues by himself today.

Is the ancestral hall safer than the market?

Chen Yang suddenly looked at the boy, is that true?

Chao Jian tapped his calf with a cane, and said impatiently, "Aren't you leaving?"

"Let's go." Chen Yang kicked his crutch away lightly, "I asked the shoe repairman and Jiang Miao to watch over the stall, and you also help me to pay attention. If the village chief comes, you will say that I have diarrhea. "

There were people and shadows in the market, Chen Yang looked around while walking, and soon disappeared from Chao Jian's sight.

Like a fish in the sea, you can't see it in a blink of an eye, let alone catch it.

Looking down at Jane's left leg, which could not walk, she was silent for a long time.

The cane hit hard.

Chen Yang learned the location of the ancestral hall from Chao Jianna last night, and he didn't waste much time on the road.

There was indeed no one in the village houses behind the market.

are shopping.

Chen Yang stopped outside the ancestral hall for less than a minute. He stepped back, picked up speed during a run-up for a certain distance, and dexterously rushed up to the courtyard wall, grabbed the top of the wall, turned over and jumped in.

The muffled sound of landing was suppressed to the lightest by Chen Yang, the muscles in his legs were too tense, and he felt a little twitching, he raised his legs and put them down, and repeated several times to slow down the movement.

I haven't done the thing of climbing over the wall for many years.

The last time it seemed was when I was in high school, I skipped class and went out to play basketball with the community to win the court, but it ended in a fight, with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

Chen Yang found a stone on the ground and touched it with his hand. The sharpness was not bad. He retracted the hand holding the stone into his sleeve and walked lightly into the ancestral hall.

The heavy old wooden door was pushed open with a sound like the gasp of a dying old man.

Chen Yang walked in with high vigilance.

A familiar smell hit his face, Chen Yang had smelled it from Grandma Qi in Xiaoyin Island.

The mixed smell of wood and censer is accompanied by the grayness of the years.

The ancestral hall is just one room, very big and empty. Chen Yang is standing at the door, facing him is the top of the ancestral hall.

There are three chairs.

One should belong to the village chief, and it is not known who will sit on the other two.

There are five more chairs underneath, two on one side and three on the other.

Among the 25 people who came out of the stall, there were two Jiang Da in the village, and there were three mission workers, which overlapped with the distribution of chairs.

That's where the five of them sit.

The three of Liu Shun didn't disclose the details of worshiping the ancestors when they came back last night, indicating that something happened that made them afraid, so they can't say it.

Chen Yang tried to imagine the scene when they paid homage to their ancestors, a scent rushed into his breath, interrupting his thoughts, he walked in from the door, followed the smell and stopped in front of an incense burner.

Not to mention the large size of the incense burner, the location is also wrong, it is not placed in the middle of the ancestral hall, but on the right.

And when worshiping the ancestors, three incense sticks are usually lit, namely heaven, earth and people.

Chen Yang looked at the incense burner, but there were many roots in it.

Suddenly there was a gust of dark wind blowing from behind, as if something stuck to Chen Yang, he stretched out his head to look over from behind, his fixed gaze immediately dispersed, and the blood on his face faded completely.

Stones can only guard against people, not ghosts.

Under the influence of Chen Xishuang, Chen Yang quickly drew a "ten" in front of him.

The wind is still there.

Chen Yang remained motionless, the hairs on his clothes stood on end.

"Jiang Da?"

"Ginger man?

"... Jiang Miao?"

Chen Yang read the three names one by one, but there was no movement behind them.

The ancestral hall belongs to other members of the Jiang family.

I didn't see a tablet, so I don't know where they are all placed.

There was a ghost behind him, Chen Yang didn't dare to turn his head, he could only stare at the incense burner, counting the number of incense without knowing it.

60.

This number made Chen Yang a little familiar, and he couldn't remember what it was. Just when he didn't know whether to retreat or to search down, he found something on the opposite side.

A cabinet.

Chen Yang couldn't help but walked over there, his whole body melted into the dim light like a cabinet.

The cabinets looked like medicine cabinets in a pharmacy, each with a number on it.

1, 2, 3, 4...

There are 10 horizontal columns, a total of 6 columns.

Chen Yang counted, 60 of them.

60...

60!

Chen Yang subconsciously twisted his neck back, fear made his movements stuck in vain, and turned back abruptly.

60 incense sticks, 60 cabinets.

The focus of the information was on the cabinet, Chen Yang licked his dry lips, the arrangement of this cabinet really looks like a medicine cabinet.

but……

The same goes for the morgue.

People's imagination is unlimited, but also very stubborn, and they don't play cards according to common sense.

Squeezing toothpaste when creating, sometimes it's like a flood, which can't be stopped.

For example, when watching a ghost movie, or when sleeping after watching a ghost movie.

Another example is when there is a real ghost behind, and there may be a group of ghosts in front of you.

Chen Yang was afraid to open the cabinet to see that there was a human face inside.

Or the top of the cabinet started to bleed.

There was a woman crying in the cabinet, "It's so crowded! I'm so crowded!".

The cabinet opened by itself.

……

Chen Yang is going crazy.

Now he is very weak and helpless, a little stimulation can make him collapse.

With his partner absent, he can only rely on himself.

At that time, he was only thinking about finding clues to verify his conjecture, and he missed this task, and the ancestral hall was a gathering place for dead souls, so the other party would not be unaware.

Then let him come, because he wants him to face it alone, and then get out?

He said yesterday that he'd better be afraid of everything, to be honest, and now he's given a chance to grow up.

It will be the same for a while.

Contradictory, the boy's heart is a needle in the bottom of the sea, elusive.

Chen Yang forced himself to calm down, and if he calmed down again, his hand holding the stone was covered in cold sweat.

Is the tablet in the cabinet?

60, that's a bit much.

No matter, pull it out and have a look, it's all here.

This is the world of missions, how to leave without looking for clues, Chen Yang moved out the set of excuses he used to comfort himself before, and continued to use it after refurbishment.

Chen Yang held his breath and went to pull the cabinet facing him. As soon as his hand touched it, the yin energy behind him disappeared.

The other party has not left, just want him to open the cabinet?

A drop of cold sweat rolled down Chen Yang's spine.

If we change the background of the story, the ghost did this because it said its body was hidden in the cabinet and asked him to help find the murderer.

Chen Yang regained his composure, and quickly opened the cabinet without giving himself a chance to hesitate or be afraid!

There was no rancid smell or corpses inside, only agarwood and a bamboo stick.

Lying alone.

"Big Bamboo Basket" is written on it with a brush.

Chen Yang was dazed for a while, then changed hands to pull the same bamboo stick next to him.

"Pickle Jar".

Chen Yang was shocked suddenly, he remembered.

The type of goods brought back from Laoji Village is 60.

Last night when the village chief was counting the goods, he took the general inventory. Chen Yang spotted it out of the corner of his eye. At that time, many villagers surrounded him. He didn't take pictures, but habitually found an opportunity to count the quantity.

Chen Yang did not make a mistake in counting, it was this number.

A commodity is written on the bamboo sticks in each cabinet.

Chen Yang took a deep breath, and opened the 60 cabinets one by one with the fastest speed.

One cupboard is empty.

What's missing?

What is it that is not here?

Think about it.

Think quickly!

Chen Yang tried his best to recall the general cargo list, there were too many, if there were 6, he could still remember 10, 60 he really...

An ordinary person, he does not have the ability to have a photographic memory.

Chen Yang glanced at the fully opened cabinet, and then closed it as fast as he could. He turned around and walked outside, passing the incense burner and paused.

The number of cabinets represents the quantity of goods, and so does the incense.

Chen Yang left the ancestral hall full of doubts, and returned the same way. When he returned to the market, he accidentally caught a glimpse of a bamboo dustpan on a stall, and his expression changed instantly.

It's a dung skip!

The bamboo stick that is the dung skip is not in the cabinet!

Chen Yang's heart was beating violently, and it was the last item on the general inventory.

He has impressions, both head and tail.

It's just that a big group has been mixed together. When I see something similar, the corresponding part of my mind will come out.

But what does it mean without it?

Chen Yang walked towards his booth absent-mindedly, brushing past one or two passers-by, and apologizing to whomever he bumped into, he stepped back as he walked, and stopped in front of Liu Shun's stall.

"Did Baizu smoke something?"

Liu Shun was counting the money he earned today, but he was half a beat slower when he heard that.

This did not escape Chen Yang's eyes, the temptation was echoed, he said: "Dung dustpan."

The change in Liu Shun's hand fell on the stall, and he blurted out: "How do you know?"

Before Chen Yang could say anything more, Liu Shun glared at him, "Jiang Ren, stop asking!"

His tone was scolding, but his throat was trembling.

The simple and honest face was tense.

Chen Yang looked at him and said, "Then let me change the question, do you have a dung pan?"

Liu Shun picked up all the money: "No.

This is something that can be said, so he said it when he was asked, and he can't reveal anything else, whether it is active or passive.

Chen Yang nodded: "Okay, I see."

Neither did he.

Chen Yang remembered that Chaojian had a dung skip, but he didn't sell it and used it to store other small goods.

Chen Yang has never seen this thing before, so he thinks it looks like a dustpan.

It's just that there is an extra handle made of three strands of bamboo twisted.

Chen Yang noticed the most familiar one among multiple sights, he turned to meet him, and ran from the crowd to the young man, his eyes were dark and bright.

"I am back."

Chao Jian: "Yes."

"Big discovery." Chen Yang went around to the back of the boy's booth, "Where's the dung pan? Ah, it's here."

"Don't sell it."

Chen Yang took a picture of the dung dustpan, and briefly described everything in the ancestral hall, omitting the part that he was afraid of ghosts.

After listening to Chen Yang's words, Chao Jian spat out two words: "Draw lots."

"Well, I thought so too." Chen Yang said, "I have to analyze a few things in the ancestral hall to figure this out. How did you..."

Chao Jian gave him a bunch of candied haws, wrapped in white plastic paper, and the hawthorns were bright red.

Chen Yang was stunned: "It was also given to you by someone else?"

"The pickpocket wanted to steal the old man's pocket, I stopped him with a cane, and he gave me a bunch of these."

"Lei Feng's spirit is worthy of praise." Chen Yang took the candied haws enviously, and tore off the plastic paper on them, "Thank you." He took a bite of the candy coating, and there was a rattling sound, "Has the village chief been here?"

Sitting back to Jane: "Come here."

"Then did he ask me?" Chen Yang's cheeks bulged and his voice was muffled.

"Let's not talk about it, I'll go to other stalls to ask about the situation." He tugged the plastic paper of the candied haws, wrapped it up and put it away, "Leave it here, I'll eat it when I come back."

Chao Jian frowned: "Don't run around, let Jiang Da on your side pass it on to the people around, and tell them to come to us."

Chen Yang looked at his face: "Okay, let me tell you."

Not long after, a group of people met briefly in front of Chaojian's booth, except for the three Jiang Da, they didn't need to participate in the discussion this time.

Xu Dingyi was too fat, he was panting badly, and his face and neck were covered with sweat.

"What's the matter, my business is just in time, and it's a waste of time to come here."

Chen Xishuang hummed: "Are you in a hurry to reincarnate? There is no time like this."

"Let me just say, why do you..."

Wang Kuanyou interrupted them: "Be quiet and let Jiang Ren talk."

Chen Yang looked at Wang Xiaobei under their gaze: "Did Jiang Miao tell you what she sold?"

Wang Xiaobei was stunned for a moment before she realized who he was referring to. Thinking of what happened last night, her face turned quite pale.

"No."

Wang Xiaobei shook her head: "She only said that many men look at her, but only one-third of them actually pay. What she earns is above the middle level among us, not a lot."

Chen Yang didn't get the answer he wanted, so he went to look at other people: "Who is the closest to her booth?"

There was no answer for a long time, and Chen Yang asked again.

"it's me."

A wooden voice came from behind. Chen Yang saw that it was Qian Qin, the boy who seldom spoke.The presence is relatively low.

Chen Yang picked up the photo of the excrement dustpan in his mobile phone and asked him: "Then have you seen this at her stall?"

"I see," Qian Qin said.

Before Chen Yang asked the next question, he heard him say, "It's sold."

"Are you sure?" Chen Yang stared at him and asked.

Qian Qin: "Sure."

Chen Yang looked at his schoolmaster's face, it was all formulas, and he felt dizzy after looking at it for a long time.

"What's the matter, tell me quickly, tell me quickly whether it's okay or not." Xu Yifei was still anxious about his business, the more anxious he was, the more he sweated, and his neck was much more pickled than yesterday.

Chen Yang pointed to the photo on the mobile phone: "If you have this in your goods, raise your hand."

The court slips were not mentioned, as if there was something special about being a family member. Others included Xiao Xiang, Xu Yiyi, Wang Kuanyou, and Chen Xishuang.

"What's wrong, what's wrong with this thing?"

Chen Yang stuffed the phone back into his pocket: "Did you sell it yesterday?"

Several people shook their heads.

Chen Yang's clues were straightened out in an instant, and he said, "Only Jiang Miao was sold."

Everyone combined the questions Chen Yang asked before and after, and it was easy to understand the information inside.

Xu Yiyi looked at this and that in bewilderment: "Didn't you die because of the wrong name?"

"Why is it related to the goods we sell?"

"Well, actually..."

Wang Kuanyou hesitated to speak: "I called the wrong name once when I woke up in the morning. I was a little confused when I just woke up. It took a while to realize that I called the wrong name."

Everyone looked at him.

"Then why didn't you tell me in the morning?"

"It's useless to say it." Wang Kuanyou smiled wryly, "I've been waiting to die."

"You haven't died yet..."

"Yeah, I didn't expect that either." Wang Kuanyou was lucky not to have escaped from death, and he hadn't recovered yet.

Chen Yang couldn't help asking: "Whose name did you call wrong?"

Wang Kuanyou looked at Chen Xishuang.

Chen Xishuang: "......???"

My name is hard to remember, why can you remember it, do you like me?

Wang Kuanyou read the message from his eyes and couldn't help rolling his eyes.

Chen Yang turned his attention to Chen Xishuang: "Do you have any strange feelings?"

"No." Chen Xishuang blinked his fox eyes, "Did you miscalculate the shoes? I have worn them wrong several times. Even though I put them in the right position, I still wear them wrong. It's like being mentally retarded."

"..."

"correct!"

Chen Xishuang said "ah": "I had a nightmare when I was taking a nap in front of the stall!"

"What did you dream about?"

Chen Xishuang recalled: "I dreamed that someone scolded me, kept scolding and scolding, and always poked my head, very hard and fierce, so that I felt like my head was going to be broken."

Hold the grass!I didn't think there was anything at first, but now I say that the soles of my feet feel cold.

Chen Yang pondered for a moment, then turned to look for Xiao Xiang: "You sat at the table last night and drew the pattern on the table, remember?"

Xiaoxiang's expression changed, but she didn't remember.

When the others saw her like that, their expressions also changed. At that time, no one could see that something was wrong with her.

Wang Kuanyou concluded: "That is to say, there is nothing wrong with the person who is called by the wrong name, but strange things will happen to the person who is called by the wrong name."

Xu Yifei rolled his eyes and sniffed out something: "Then isn't this rule a set up for revenge, to deliberately call someone by the wrong name if they don't like it?"

The atmosphere among a group of people has become a little delicate.

Chen Yang's voice was cold: "If you call others wrong on purpose, they will treat you like that, back and forth, is it fun?"

Xu Definition's face turned black and red.

The others remained silent.

Not to mention the Laoji villagers, those who come here to go to the market will not call them by mistake, which means that bad things will happen to those who call by the wrong name.

Wang Kuanyou is fine, but it doesn't mean that others are too.

Who knows the mystery inside.

Don't try it anymore, you will want to use this method to take revenge on others when you live enough.

He poked Chen Yang at Jane's crutch.

"That's about it." Chen Yang said to everyone, "Go back, there can't be no one in front of the stall for a long time."

Wang Kuanyou didn't leave: "How did you find out that Jiang Miao's death has other problems?"

Several other people also cast doubtful looks at Chen Yang.

"I've been to the ancestral hall."

Chen Yang summarized the contents inside, incense, cabinets, goods, bamboo sticks.

60 goods, one dung skip is missing.

Everyone gathered together and asked, only Xiang Tiantian sold it alone.

Once these few information points are linked together, the answer becomes obvious.

Chen Yang drew lots based on bamboo sticks.

What exactly is the ceremony of worshiping the ancestors, why is a product drawn out, and what is the purpose, only Jiang Da knows.

But Jiang Da couldn't reveal it.

The scene of Liu Shun and the others coming back last night emerged in Chen Yang's mind. They should have guessed through the time of Xiang Tiantian's death that the things Baizu smoked were related to her death.

It's not clear until then.

Wang Kuanyou heard this from Chen Yang, and left without staying any longer. Instead of going back to his own stall, he went to find the twelve villagers in Laoji Village who had set up a stall.

They are two big gingers, six ginger men, and four ginger seedlings.

Wang Kuanyou looked at them one by one, and also asked questions. His actions had only one effect, which confirmed Chen Yang's deduction.

Indeed, only Xiang Tiantian sold the dustpan.

When Wang Kuanyou turned back, he ran into Xiaoxiang, who also had the same idea as him, and wanted to ask the Jiang family in Laoji Village.

"There is no need to continue, I have checked everything, no problem."

Xiao Xiang turned around after hearing what he said.

Wang Kuanyou walked beside Xiaoxiang: "Chen...Jiang Ren probably discovered the abnormality last night, from Jiang Dana."

"I guess the dustpan is something that was drawn during worshiping the ancestors, and Jiang Da did it."

Xiao Xiang didn't answer Wang Kuanyou's topic, but said something else: "His partner..."

Wang Kuanyou looked at her from the side, she had a very ordinary appearance, but she had a good temperament: "Why, do you know her?"

Xiao Xiang shook his head.

Wang Kuanyou didn't ask any more questions. He thought they were not familiar with each other and it was not suitable for him to continue. She gave him the answer abruptly: "Very handsome."

"..."

"Fortunately, I didn't sell it. I have three of them, and I didn't sell any of them."

Chen Xishuang stretched out three fingers: "When I was a child, I was sitting on the dung skip, and my grandfather carried me home. I have feelings for it, so I was not willing to take it to the stall."

He put his hands together and looked up at the sky: "Thank you, Grandpa, for protecting me."

"This is the mission world, your grandfather is not here." Xu defined his sweat, "That is to say, there is such a dustpan... put away the dung dustpan, don't put it up for sale."

Da Yan asked something puzzled: "That was yesterday, don't you have to go to worship the ancestors tonight?"

"Not necessarily." Chen Xishuang pouted, "Maybe it's only prayed once every three days. It's better not to sell the dung dustpan. As the old saying goes, if you don't worry about [-] yuan, you're just in case. Anyway, it doesn't matter if you buy one less."

Everyone no longer communicated and dispersed.

Xu Defined walked towards his stall, and as he walked, he silently reminded himself that it would not be sold or not.

As a result, when you arrive, you will count the money, pick up the business, and forget about it.

It was only when someone came to buy it that Xu Dingyi remembered it. He hurriedly snatched the dung skip from the villager: "Sorry, I don't sell this."

"If you are in business, there is no reason not to sell it." The villagers thought he was joking, "Tell me how much."

Xu defined sweat profusely: "I really don't sell."

He randomly pointed at the stalls around: "Go to another place, there are also other places."

That villager is a rebel, you don't sell me, I want to buy, he slapped his hand on the stall: "I still want this!"

Xu defined life and death not for sale.

All the ginger people from the surrounding Laoji Village came over, including Chen Xishuang who was close to him.

Xu Dain was shaking in horror, whether Li Ping was treated like this yesterday, he grabbed the dung dustpan and kept stepping back.

Jiang Ren from Laoji Village glared at Xu Definition angrily.

"Sell him!"

"hurry up--"

"I don't, I don't sell!"

Xu Yifei looked at the villager who was still clamoring to buy it, his face twisted a little bit, and he said that he would not sell it, why did he do this.

Chen Xishuang was afraid of other Jiang people, and at the same time flattened his mouth to Xu Definition: "Jiang people, listen to me, if you don't sell it, you will ruin your reputation, and we will all be punished, or I will go to everyone, and we can think about it. The best of both worlds..."

"I don't care, I will die if I sell it!"

Xu Definition shouted: "I just won't sell it to him!"

Chen Xishuang still wanted to persuade him, but after Xu Dingyi yelled that sentence, he knelt down.

Twelve ginger men were punished at the same time, and they were all strangled around their necks.