There was not a single ghost or demon on this folk boss.
At least with Wei Yuan's current ability, he could not see anything unusual, but there was definitely something wrong. Wei Yuan glanced at the broom in his hand and said calmly, "Please clean the floor so that you can sleep well at night."
The boss looked at Wei Yuan with a wooden face and nodded slowly.
When passing by Wei Yuan, the boss' lips moved: "There are clean and dirty food in the shop. If the chopsticks in the bowl are facing east, you can eat it. It is best not to touch the other sides."
"The rice with the chopsticks pointing to the west is not for you, the guest."
The dull man walked into the house without looking away, sweeping the invisible blood of demons and ghosts on the ground one by one.
Wei Yuan looked up at the boss, thinking about something, and thanked him. When he walked out of the door, he happened to meet Shen Jifeng, who was wearing big glasses next door. She seemed to have not slept well at all. She stared at the two dark circles under her eyes. Seeing the energetic Wei Yuan, she was stunned for a moment, opened her mouth, and finally couldn't help asking:
"How did you sleep last night?"
Wei Yuan said frankly: "Very good, quite refreshing."
Shen Jifeng stared at Wei Yuan strangely, and finally gritted her teeth and adjusted her glasses.
Her palm fanned the tip of her nose, as if there was an unbearable smell.
.........
The couple took pictures everywhere, but the driver who brought Wei Yuan here planned to explore the village.
He got familiar with the guests who stayed in before them, and then found a local tour guide together. The tour guide was very eloquent and told the historical stories of this small village in an attractive way. Then he enthusiastically invited those people to visit his home.
He said with a smile: "When traveling, you have to eat in restaurants. If you really want to eat authentic food, you have to go home, right? Each restaurant has its own taste, and you can't eat such good food in restaurants."
These words made those people very excited.
The tour guide took advantage of the situation and said: "It's rare for you to come here, so I thank you for choosing me as your tour guide. Anyway, the food cooked by my wife is not worth much, so I will treat you all."
Now those who were worried about being ripped off are relieved a little.
After a few more words, they followed.
They talked and talked all the way, which was quite relaxing and pleasant. After crossing the river that runs through the village, the tour guide's home was in front.
But this place is not to be mentioned. The door is also narrow. It is narrow, only wide enough for one person, but it is tall and painted black. The gates of ordinary people's courtyards are two doors that open opposite each other, but this door is like the anti-theft door in the city, with only one door.
A man couldn't help laughing and said:
"Brother, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but the door of your house is not well built, it's wide at the top and narrow at the bottom."
The tour guide smiled and said, "This place is remote, and my family is poor. We only have this one 'old house', so the door is a bit narrow, and we can only walk through it one by one. Now my wife and children are at home. Please go in and wait for a while. I'll go buy some food and wine."
Everyone nodded and agreed without any doubt. When the tour guide walked away, looking at the narrow black door, the driver hid among the crowd and suddenly felt uneasy. He wanted to call Wei Yuan, but his body was stiff and difficult to move. The fat man knocked, cleared his throat, and said:
"Hello, is anyone there?"
"Is anyone there?"
No one answered.
The man knocked for the third time, and this time he raised his voice a little, and said:
"Please open the door, someone is outside."
Squeak--
This time, the door opened.
Everyone took a look and their hearts skipped a beat.
It was pitch black inside the door.
A woman's face was seen in the shadows, but she didn't come out.
She just opened the door from inside.
And the door was not pulled inward, but pushed outward. Through the door, you can see that it is a bit dark inside. There are pine trees and cypresses in the house, as well as large groups of white flowers. The woman in a black dress stretched out a pale hand and stood behind the dark door, waving inside, saying faintly:
"Oh, it's a guest."
"Please come in..."
.........
After Wei Yuan left the B&B, he ran straight to the west with the bag of swords on his back.
Along the way, he seemed to be enjoying the scenery by himself, but in fact he was secretly looking for the store that Yimuwu mentioned. Unfortunately, he found nothing. The villagers along the way, no matter what they were doing before, would stop when Wei Yuan passed by, and stare at him silently with strange eyes.
When Wei Yuan's eyes swept over, they would chat with each other as if nothing had happened.
In this ghost realm, mortals walked with swords on their backs, looking calm and composed.
On the contrary, the ghosts seemed to be in a state of panic.
The place here is not big, and Wei Yuan quickly reached the westernmost part of the entire village.
But he did not see the restaurant.
There was only a mountain in front, and in front of the mountain there was a turbulent waterway rushing past, with the water surging.
According to legend, there is a weak water, and even fallen feathers sink. Not to mention flesh and blood, even souls cannot walk across the river. This river is naturally not the weak water in the legend, but it is filled with death and resentment, and it is not a good thing to touch it.
And this river, if Wei Yuan remembers correctly, should be a branch of Luojiang.
Luojiang is a water system that bypasses Quan City, and its tributaries should not be so wide.
Wei Yuan looked at the water curiously, and heard a chuckle in a trance. He frowned slightly, but was not afraid. He pressed his sword and went to the sound. He saw a pretty girl by the water, stepping on the water with bare feet and chuckled. It seemed that Wei Yuan's footsteps were loud, which startled the girl. She exclaimed softly, covered her lips with both hands, and waved to Wei Yuan again.
Wei Yuan smiled and shook his head.
The girl saw that he was not coming, walked a few steps into the river, looked back at Wei Yuan, her eyes were sparkling, and she was faintly affectionate. Her clothes were thin, and they were faintly transparent in the water, which made people excited. Even if it was not for beauty, anyone with a conscience would dissuade someone from going to the waterway to play in the water.
The girl waved to Wei Yuan again, with a graceful posture and charming.
Wei Yuan was helpless, smiled and shook his head, saying, "It's over."
The voice paused, and then said, "It's because you were so naive that you ended up like this now."
The girl was stunned, and then blushed, blushing, as if she was extremely ashamed and embarrassed. Wei Yuan saw that she only had a faint ghost aura, but no resentment or anger of a fierce ghost, and he didn't have the intention of drawing his sword to kill her. He asked with interest:
"Excuse me, have you seen a woman in yellow clothes in this tributary of Luoshui, with a son and a daughter, and the two children are about this tall."
Wei Yuan stretched out his hand to the side and gestured, and then moved up.
"So tall."
The girl seemed surprised that someone asked her, thought about it, and shook her head.
Wei Yuan whispered regretfully: "Is that so..."
Standing up, he nodded to the girl and said, "Thank you."
The girl's soul blushed and bowed, and disappeared.
Wei Yuan laughed. People have likes and dislikes, and spirits seem to have their own personalities. Just like the girl just now, she seemed to have died in the water, but she did not change into a ghost. Instead, she looked like a spirit in the water. He collected his thoughts and thought about what the woman in yellow meant by saving her.
Why did she say that she could save her?
The spirits living in the Luo River...
Wei Yuan pondered for a long time, and suddenly glanced at the river, where two big fish swam past.
He paused, and an absurd but possible idea emerged in his mind.