The villain's deadly support

Resting and walking along the way, Shen Qingxian led Wen Chuchu and Ran Ji on the road for more than ten days, and had already returned to the small town at the foot of Zhaixingling Mountain.

It had been more than two months since the accident happened, but the changes in the town were unexpected for the three of them.

The small town at the foot of Zhaixingling Mountain was also very prosperous, because this small town is connected to the imperial city in the north, Suzhou and Hangzhou in the south and other rich places. It has always been the only way for officials and businessmen to pass through. The flow is large, creating a prosperous town that lasts for a long time.

But when Shen Qingxian, the pedestrian, entered the town again, there were very few merchants passing by. Although there were still a lot of small shops in every house, the feeling of depression and desolation in the town made the three of them a little strange.

"The last time I took a person surnamed Shen to pass by here, it's not like this." Ran Ji followed behind Shen Qinglian and Wen Chuchu, looking curiously at the desolate town.

"Where are people? Why don't you see any customers?" Wen Chuchu looked around curiously, and saw that there were strange faces in the town, and the shopkeepers in those shops rushed to sell their business.

In the distance, a group of officers and soldiers came over. The leader was wearing a red scarf on his head, a bronze tiger sword on his waist, and a domineering beard on his face. He looked quite official, and walked towards the three of them.

"What are you doing!" The leader looked ferociously at the faces of the three people in turn. He raised his hand and shook. The attendants behind him hurriedly handed over a stack of portraits, and the leader compared them. Portrait, while looking at the faces of the three people.

"Why is Brother Guan so scary?" Ran Ji dragged Shen Qinglian behind her, walked to the officer's side and replied, "Isn't it almost the Mid-Autumn Festival? I heard that every year there is a tower burning ceremony in our town. This year's grand ceremony, I brought my sisters here specially this year, but the festival is approaching, why is the town like this?"

The leader was stunned, he showed the portrait in Zhan's hand, and continued to confirm the appearance of the three of them.

At this time, Wen Chuchu's eyes were sharp, and he found that the arrest warrants of Shen Qinglian and Ran Ji were mixed in the stack of portraits. Thanks to the exaggeration of the painters, Wen Chuchu was still so frightened that he clenched Shen Qinglian's fingertips tightly, and his palms were cold and trembling. tide.

"You said you came to enjoy it?" The leader raised the portrait behind him, and the entourage behind him hurriedly took the portrait.

"That's right!" Ran Ji nodded, then clicked her tongue again, "That's right, why is this town different from what I imagined?"

"It's not the right time." The leader seemed to like to pretend to be majestic, pretending to be deep and twitching his beard, with his hands on his hips and a big bronze tiger knife in his hand, blocking three people like a wall Refuse to give way.

"It's not the right time? Dare I ask Brother Guan, what does this mean?" Ran Ji moved forward without fear of death.

The leader not only did not explain, but also looked at Wen Chuchu contemptuously and sneered, "When the time comes, you will naturally know."

After all, the leader led a team of soldiers to the entrance of the town to check the whereabouts of the others.

Shen Qingxian's eyes were still staring at the group of soldiers who were going away. The atmosphere in this town was indeed a little strange, and everyone's eyes were inexplicable. -Walking on the road, there were still several shops that had been closed. Stopping at the door, moving furniture, it seems like a depression that has been hit hard by the economy, "Be low-key on the road, let's see the situation first."

Such a good town, why did it look like it was haunted? "Ran Ji lazily stared at the shops on the street, and her eyes explored everywhere, and she couldn't help feeling that the atmosphere in the town was dignified.

"What the hell?" Wen Chuchu was most afraid of this kind of invisible and intangible things. She was timid, but she was startled by Ran Ji, and her whole body was covered with goose bumps.

"You can't see?" Ran Ji pretended to be mysterious and stuck to Wen Chuchu's side, she raised her hand to hook Wen Chuchu's neck, and pointed her fingertips towards one of the shops, "Look, look carefully, look at the plaque What is written on the little red paper below?"

Wen Chuchu narrowed her eyes, whispering the small words on the plaque: "Heavenly official...blessing?"

Ran Ji nodded, "Look further down, look at that."

Wen Chuchu searched, and saw a small incense burner and even a lot of tributes placed on the side of the small stall opened by the store owner, this-look, Wen Chuchu didn't feel that there was anything wrong, so she turned her head to look at it again In other shops, I saw that the plaques of several shops were either written on red paper with "Fuxing Gaozhao" or "Heavenly Official Blessing".

"It's really bad, I don't know which half-baked idea came up with it." Ran Ji shook her head.

Wen Chuchu looked at those people who didn't show any energy on their faces, and they were all sluggish. She couldn't help but feel that there was a chill that made her tremble uncontrollably, and hurriedly shrank back to the boss.

"You mean damage? So you still know Feng Shui?" Shen Qinglian raised his arms and wrapped Wen Chuchu in his arms, looked around, but agreed with Ran Ji's words.

"I still understand this superficially. After all, the Gu cave in my ancestors was built corresponding to the Bagua plate. How could I not understand?" Ran Ji poked Wen Chuchu with her elbow again, "Look, those people I don’t understand, I thought it was to ward off evil spirits, but I don’t know that there is a ghost gate in front of my house, and there are tributes there to attract ghosts.”

"You, you, you, stop talking!" Wen Chuchu was so frightened by what Ran Ji said, she hugged her head and slipped into Shen Qinglian's arms!

"Find a place to inquire about the news." Shen Qing put his arms around Wen Chuchu, and patted her on the back lightly. He didn't want Wen Chuchu to be afraid of these things, but every time he paid homage to her parents, he didn't see her either. Wen Chuchu would be so sensitive.

"Looking for it, then find an inn to have a rest first, and then slowly inquire about it." Ran Ji smiled and patted Wen Chuchu's shoulder, "I said little fox, you are too timid, aren't you?"

"You really, really, really stop!" Wen Chuchu buried her head in Shen Qinglian's arms, fearing that she would continue to hear the witch's voice, she raised the boss's arm, insisting that Shen Qinglian hug her tightly only then.

"Tsk tsk tsk, you are so worthless! Let me tell you, you just follow your surname Shen closely, and you don't have to be afraid of anything, okay? Just like her, all ghosts and snakes will make a detour when they see her. Take it easy!" Ran Ji was amused by Wen Chuchu, and teased her by poking her lower back.

"Are you telling the truth?" Wen Chuchu secretly cast a glance at Ran Ji.

"Really, don't worry! Having your family protect you is more useful than having a gossip tray in your arms!"

Listening to Ran Ji's words, Shen Qinglian raised her eyebrows leisurely, she looked down at Wen Chuchu with an adoring expression on her face, and gave Ran Ji a thumbs up from behind her back.

The three of them walked and wandered around for a while, but seeing the strange people in the town, Wen Chuchu lost interest in shopping, so early this morning, he found an inn to rest, and also wanted to inquire about the town news.

"Yo, the three ladies want to stay at the shop?" The waiter on the side of the road saw the three people wandering in the market boredly, and saw the tall chivalrous woman with a bag on her back. He blocked the way of Shen Qingxian and the three of them.

"This is the house with good feng shui and a very sunny house, can't you live in it?" Ran Ji was still threatening the trembling Wen Chuchu.

"Stay here! This is the one!" Wen Chuchu - hearing that Feng Shui is very good, immediately agreed.

—hasn’t even opened for a few days, the waiter in the shop—heard that the three girls really want to stay in the shop, she was happy, and hurriedly waved her sleeves to welcome customers, "Brother! There are guests! Brother!!!"

"Yo Yo, three guests, come in and have a rest!" A bloated man ran down from the second floor. He stepped on the steps with great difficulty and hurried to the counter. How many rooms do you have?"

"Two pieces, the best guest room." Ran Ji stretched out two fingers in a proud manner.

"Hehehe, don't worry, guests, our rooms are the best rooms, and there is hot water supply at any time. Before the time, any late-night snacks you want can be delivered to the room. The three distinguished guests don't hesitate to ask for anything. Mention!" The boss was enthusiastic, busy receiving guests and going to the second floor.

"Turn left at the stairs, you three." The fat shopkeeper followed behind the three of them with difficulty and pointed the way, speaking warmly and kindly.

After the guest room was finished, the three of them were satisfied after seeing it. Ran Ji generously threw a piece of silver as a reward to the owner of the shop, and the owner—seeing that he was still a very wealthy guest—went downstairs with a smile on his face to prepare tea. reception.

So the three of them rested in the room for a while, looked out along the window sill on the second floor, and still saw nothing strange. After discussing it for a while, they planned to have lunch early, asked the shopkeeper for news, and left the room again. , Go to the - floor for dinner.

It stands to reason that there is still half an hour left before noon. Normally, the restaurants and inns should be busy at this time, but the town looks really deserted.

At the dinner table, Wen Chuchu ordered a few curious dishes, and Ran Ji added a little more, waiting around and having nothing to do, Ran Ji called the shopkeeper over, and the four of them sat around the table and chatted casually.

"Shop, isn't our town very lively before the Mid-Autumn Festival in previous years? Why is it so deserted this year?" Ran Ji poured tea for Shen Qinglian and Wen Chuchu. The three looked leisurely, really like guests who came to play.

"Yo, that's unfortunate. There's been a curfew for the past few months, and a notice was posted a while ago that the town will not hold Mid-Autumn festival activities this year. If visitors come here just to see the burning tower, I'm afraid they will be disappointed." .” The shopkeeper was quite honest, but he was afraid that his business would be ruined, so he hurriedly added a few places worth visiting.

"There's a curfew and there's an interrogation, why did you even take the Mid-Autumn Festival?" Ran Ji asked pretending to be distressed.

Seeing that the store owner was obviously embarrassed by the look of not wanting to mention it, he shook his head, still playing sloppy eyes, "Ladies, don't ask so many questions, anyway, the town is not very safe, since it's for fun, it's okay Don't inquire about these unlucky things, just don't come back too late at night, it's not good to talk too much, it will scare you."

"Scared us, isn't it so exaggerated?" Ran Ji was still curious.

Wen Chuchu who was sitting on the other side was trembling, the more she listened, the more frightened she became, she froze her body stiffly, Shen Qinglian's hand stretched out from under the table, and she had already held Wen Chuchu's cold fingertips in it.

The four of them were sitting around the table chatting, when they suddenly heard a commotion on the street, the shopkeeper and the waiter hurriedly looked outside the shop, and heard the businessmen facing the street swearing, all hurriedly clearing up the stalls .

"What's the matter?!" Ran Ji went up curiously.

"Brother, hurry up and close the window, I'll seal the door! The rotten quilts are thrown in the firewood room, hurry up and hug them!" The waiter in the store hurriedly ran around, completely ignoring Shen Qingxian and the three of them.