Peerless Junior Uncle

The hollow sound of leather shoes stepping on the wooden floor became farther and farther away, Haitang exhaled, looking at the bed, a little depressed.

At this moment, suddenly there was a loud "bang" sound behind him, making a loud sound in the empty room, Haitang only felt a gust of cold wind blowing over his shoulders, a little cold, and shivered subconsciously.

It turned out that the windows were opened too far, and the wind picked up.

Pulling the tie on his shirt, Haitang walked over and closed the window, not to mention, the wind in the northwest is different from the northeast, it is dry and cold.

Although there is still a musty smell in the room, after ventilating, it is much better. Haitang packed up his belongings and put them on the bedside table, and stretched out his hands to press the bed. There was a tooth-piercing squeaking sound.

"My lord, what crime did I do? I ran to this barren mountain and wild place. I really have nothing to do." After bouncing under his buttocks, he was sure that the bed would not collapse, and Haitang lay on his back with a broken heart On the bed, looking at the lonely lamp on the somewhat peeling ceiling, the dim light can't have a visual effect at this time, and it can't bring a trace of warmth.

Haitang thought that the meal would take a while, and after walking for a day, he decided to take a nap first, just thinking about it, his eyes became sleepy, so he simply closed them.

It wasn't just that the windows weren't closed tightly, or something else, Haitang unconsciously pulled up the front of his clothes in a light sleep, and wrapped his arms to resist the cold.

"Reminiscing about plums going down to Xizhou, folding plums and sending them to the north of the Yangtze River. The single shirt is apricot red, and the double temples are the color of crows..."

The sound of the long hole was accompanied by a trace of coolness, entangled in the ears of the light sleeper on the bed, and the brows of the sleeper frowned slightly, but the sound gradually became clearer.

"Twelve railings, with hands as bright as jade. Rolling curtains, the sky is high, and the sea is empty and green. The sea is dreamy, and you are worried. I am also worried. The south wind knows what I want, blowing dreams to Xizhou...... ..”

The woman's soft and leisurely melody is lingering around her ears, as if the singing woman is rubbing against her ears, a bit of cold touch slides across the bridge of her nose and down her side face...

"Who?!"

Haitang panted heavily and jumped up from the bed, looked around vigilantly, wiped his face with his right hand, there was indeed a little water stain, but the cold voice stopped suddenly, as if it had never appeared before.

Haitang looked up to the roof in shock, the dim lights couldn't see anything, and the wind outside the window, mixed with dry and cold, blew the white curtains bulging, and he could faintly hear thunder in the distance, as if it was going to rain.

Opening the door, Haitang leaned on the railing with one hand, feeling a little inexplicably afraid in his heart, he is not a coward, but since he was young, he followed his father to do business and traveled all over the country, but he is quite afraid of the customs in Huainan. He personally saw a Taoist priest driving the corpse of a dead person on the street, which was his first contact with unknown things, and the folklore also strengthened his inexplicable fear of the unknown.

When Xu Ziyang came up from downstairs with a tray, Haitang was leaning against the railing at the door to smoke, Xu Ziyang frowned, it's not that Haitang doesn't smoke, but it's the first time he wants to smoke with such a sad face these days See.

"What's wrong?" Xu Ziyang asked while holding the food.

Haitang took a breath of cigarettes, licked his lips and asked, "Is there anyone checking out downstairs?"

"No." Xu Ziyang said honestly, housing is tight these days, and the two of them just happened to catch up with the last room. The people who came downstairs just now were discussing with sad faces that it would be okay to use the floor... ... "This room looks good to me. Are you dissatisfied? Actually, you don't have to pay so much attention when you're away from home. Besides, it's just this night, young master, let's make it up."

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"This room looks pretty good to me. Are you not satisfied? Actually, you don't have to pay so much attention when you're away from home. Besides, it's just for this night, young master, just let it go."

Seeing Xu Ziyang's helpless eyes, Haitang's words slipped into his mouth again, and Xu Ziyang brought the food into the room: "Hurry up and eat, I'm starving to death."

After taking two deep puffs of the cigarette, Haitang threw the cigarette butt away, looked back at Xu Ziyang who was busy in the room, sighed, and walked into the room with a death expression.

The food can only be regarded as passable, but the two of them who hadn't eaten anything for a day still didn't care too much, and they finished eating in less than half an hour. This time, Haitang wiped his mouth and picked up the tray: "Let me go, pack your things."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Xu Ziyang's reaction, he went out with the plate. Xu Ziyang was a little puzzled about what the young master did wrong, but looking at the unopened suitcase, he went to pack the things without saying anything.

Of course, Haitang couldn't tell the nerd that the house was "unclean", not only because his words were unfounded, but also because of the nerd's deep-rooted materialism, he also felt that he would look at him mockingly and say: Don't do anything wrong, Don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door.

Thinking of this, Haitang almost wanted to cry. It was the first time in his life that he came to the Northwest. Who did he provoke?Even if there is something wrong in his heart, there's no point in letting that ghost run all the way from the northeast to frighten him, right?Besides, although I am a bit cynical and can be regarded as a playboy, I really haven't committed any murders, so I can't just let ghosts haunt me like this, right?

He just walked upstairs and downstairs with such a sad expression on his face. The young man couldn't help but said, "Sir? Is there something inappropriate?"

Hearing the words, Haitang turned his head suddenly, looked at the boy's face, narrowed his eyes slightly, and thought to himself, the house was probably not lived in for so long because it was not clean, this boy didn't tell the truth, he wanted to make money from me The money will give the young master to live in the haunted house......

Thinking of this, there was a trace of coldness in his eyes, the frightened boy's face changed, and he quickly grabbed Haitang's sleeve: "Sir, if you have something to say..."

"If you don't tell the truth, why don't you say something?" Originally it was just a guess, but seeing the boy's expression, Haitang felt a fire in his heart, okay, there is indeed a problem.

Hearing what Haitang said, the boy's face turned green, he looked left and right, and dragged Haitang to a secluded place, where Haitang folded his arms, waiting for him to give an explanation.

"Sir, that house is indeed fine. We have also asked the master to look at the cabinets. It is fine, but the guests who have lived in it can't say it is clean. Simply, no one comes to this dilapidated place, so we put the house away." It's vacant, if you didn't catch up with the time, and you really didn't have a house, I thought you couldn't let you sleep on the street, so I let you live in that house." The boy explained with a bitter face.

Haitang frowned: "Sleeping on the street will cause a night of freezing, you let me live in that room, do you want me to die?"

"Hey, look at your words." The boy smacked his lips: "Don't say it's unlucky to be away from home. Besides, if something really happens, can we still live here for ten years?"

"You money-maker is really black-hearted." Haitang sneered, "If something really happened, you wouldn't tell me."

"It's really nothing." The boy said with a serious face: "Although some of the guests who have stayed here did say that there was some noise or something, but nothing happened, right? You see, if you were dissatisfied with me before I changed it for you, but you also looked at it, there are people waiting to live in this house, I think you are also from a big family, so why not let you make a floor shop outside?"

Haitang knows the way of doing business. Although what the boy said is half-true, but looking at the whole inn, it is overcrowded. If I don’t stay tonight, I’m afraid someone else will wait for him to check out. Anyway, the inn is not open For those who are short of housing, it is considered kind of the boy to tell him these things, not to mention whether they have money to earn, even if they can't live, they don't have any loss.

After thinking about it, Haitang still said with a cold face: "It's best that nothing happens, if something goes wrong, the young master will demolish your building."

The servant laughed together: "That's, that's, sir, don't worry, we probably won't be able to sleep tonight, just rest and call me if you need something."

When he returned to the room, Xu Ziyang had already packed his things, took out the nightgown that Haitang usually wore and put it beside the bed, and he himself had finished washing, leaning on the recliner in the room, flipping through an old book.

When Haitang closed the door, I saw people laying on the floor in the corridor in twos and threes. I thought to myself, there are so many people, are you okay...

"Why so long?" Xu Ziyang raised his eyes from the writing and looked at Haitang.Although Haitang's disposition is stubborn, he doesn't have the airs of a playboy. In the past few days, Xu Ziyang also knows that he is actually a big boy. Sometimes he doubts whether Haitang's mind has matured by himself.

Haitang spread his hands: "There are so many people, it's crowded." After finishing washing up, Xu Ziyang didn't ask any more questions.

It wasn't until Haitang's shyness when he was sleeping that Xu Ziyang was greatly puzzled: "What's wrong with you? Stomach pain?"

Haitang's face was unnatural, and he didn't even change into his usual nightgown, but sat on the edge of the bed in a tight-fitting dress, without saying a word.When Xu Ziyang asked him, he paused, frowned and struggled for a while before pointing to the side by the window: "You sleep over there."

"Oh." Xu Ziyang nodded, and asked again: "If you feel uncomfortable, just tell me, and I will find medicine for you."

"I'm fine, you sleep, don't worry about me." Haitang said and moved to the bed. Xu Ziyang just went to bed, seeing him like this, he couldn't help frowning, subconsciously looked at himself, sniffed, and made sure After there was no dirt or smell, he looked at Haitang puzzled, hoping for an explanation.

Haitang sat on the edge of the bed with a tense body all the time, trying to stay away from Xu Ziyang as much as possible.

"Hello." Xu Ziyang lay on the bed and thought for a while: "Actually, if you don't want to sleep with me, I can't sleep with you."