Chapter Twenty-Four My Question

  The old saying goes, "A man is made of iron and a meal is steel. If he doesn't eat for one day, he'll be anxious with hunger. How can I bear this hunger after not eating for so long? No matter how worried or depressed I am, I won't be able to withstand this hunger! So afterwards, I simply stopped thinking about these endless troubles and directly rummaged through the small wooden hut at Yin Laoliu's house without any politeness. I found some edible biscuits and started eating them with a top-grade Da Hong Pao tea.

  In this world, I think only I drink top-grade Da Hong Pao tea with cheap biscuits and then eat a pack of strong-flavored...

  Having eaten my fill at Yin Lao Liu's place, I didn't leave immediately. Instead, I lazily sat down in a rattan chair and narrowed my eyes, feeling rather languid.

  After eating my fill, I felt an unprecedented sense of exhaustion and fatigue, without any desire to move. Slowly, I closed my eyes, and then actually fell asleep like that.

  I don't know how long I slept, until someone pushed me a few times, and then I came to my senses. After rubbing my sleepy eyes, I looked around in all directions.

  "Still sleeping! What time is it? If you don't leave now, you'll be late!" The speaker was none other than Yin Laoliu.

  I glanced at Yin Lao Liu and found that he had changed into a black outfit at some point, which was quite different from what he wore during the day.

  So I stood up and first looked at the watch on my wrist, only to be surprised that it was already 11:40!

  I didn't expect that I would fall asleep so easily and sleep for such a long time. I know I should go to the small wooden house to work now.

  However, before leaving, I did have a few questions for Old Six Yin.

  "I said, Master Yin, I have a few questions for you. You said that if I were to go later, would I be violating any taboos?"

  When I asked this, Yin Lao Liu was taken aback at first, then smiled and said: "It's best not to be late, occasionally being late once or twice is okay. If you're always late, let's not mention what taboos you've broken, but if you're late and happen to anger some people who are looking for your help, that won't be fun at all."

  "Oh! What if I leave the cottage during working hours?" I asked again.

  "It's not a big deal, as long as you're around the cabin, it's okay to go out and get some fresh air from time to time. However, the people who come to the cabin are all shady characters, so whatever this thing left at the door, don't be scared."

  Listening to Yin Lao Liu say this, I suddenly remembered the bus that Zhao Yang had driven before, and my whole body was trembling with cold sweat...

  "The last three questions, you told me before, I must leave at 4:01, the key can't be given to anyone else, and after work, remember to lock the door. What's going on here?"

  Listen to me say this, Yin Lao Liu smiled and said: "You can try it yourself, but I advise you not to try it. This thing tries to start a fire, don't blame me for not protecting you!"

  "Uh..."

  Mr. Yin has already said six words, and I basically understand what he means, the implication is very clear, let me be honest.

  It was already very late, so I didn't say any more and hastily headed towards the small wooden hut at the crossroads.

  Although I didn't bring a flashlight, after all, the flashlight is in my own home, but at least I still have my phone with me. Like now's smartphones, they come with flashlights, and when you turn it on, it's super bright.

  Although I walked quickly, and the North Mountain Cemetery was not far from my small cottage where I worked, even so, when I arrived here, I still late for a few minutes, it was twelve ten or more before I got here.

  I don't know if being late for a dozen or so minutes counts as being late, but I think it shouldn't be.

  I opened the wooden door with a key, walked in, and then turned on the lights inside the cabin with ease. After tidying up briefly, I quietly waited.

  Around 12:34, I welcomed my first customer.

  Still the same old familiar face, that young man who claims to be Cao Wanjun.

  However, this time the young man came in a strange manner. He didn't have his usual small bottle of white wine in his hand, and his face was extremely gloomy.

  When he walked into the small wooden house, he suddenly walked straight to my side, came to one side of the chair I was sitting on, and then without saying a word, used his hand to point at two words behind my chair and knocked heavily several times.

  What I wrote behind was life and death together, yin and yang shared the same destiny. The young man used his hand to emphasize two words, one was yin, the other was death. What's even stranger is that he actually wrote this word "death" several times in front of me, stroke by stroke!

  What's with the plane? Not speaking, running here to practice writing by hand?

  Just as I was about to ask him what he was doing, the young man turned his face around and stared straight at me. His eyes seemed hollow yet complex for some reason...

  Before I could figure out what he meant, the young man turned and left.

  But this time, he left in an extremely unusual way!

  He first left the high platform, and at a distance from the main gate, he seemed to look back at me with reluctance. After turning his head around, his whole body suddenly transformed into a black gust of wind, and dissipated into nothingness...

  This is too weird, why is this young man so unusual today? Why didn't he talk to me today, but instead ran behind my back and started practicing writing on the wall behind me? Also, where did the small bottle of white wine he drank before go?

  Alcohol?

  When I think of wine, I suddenly remember that just yesterday, when he came, I mentioned Yin Lao Liu, and in a fit of anger, he smashed the bottle of wine in his hand on the ground, right in the middle of this small wooden house. At that time, I didn't notice it either, nor did I clean it up...

  Thinking of this, I hurriedly came to the empty land and searched for it, but after searching for a long time, I didn't even find half a bottle cap.

  How could this be? Logically speaking, if he smashed the wine bottle, there should at least be some glass shards left behind. At the very least, there should be a lingering smell of wine on the ground! But I found that there was nothing on the ground, let alone any smell of wine!

  Is this wine also fake? Is it conjured up by him?

  Thinking of this, my heart skipped a beat. I thought back to the first time we met, he wanted me to drink two mouthfuls of wine, now thinking about it, if I had really accepted, who knows what kind of stuff I would have ended up drinking!

  At this time, I told myself that I must keep a clear mind and think thrice before acting when people come here to give me something in the future.

  Back on the chair, everything was quiet again. I didn't take the young man's inexplicable behavior to heart, anyway they weren't normal people, just consider it a farce. But for some reason, after sleeping in Yin Lao Liu's wooden house for so long, I still felt very sleepy and kept dozing off from time to time.

  Just as I was dozing off in a daze, I heard a woman's voice ringing in my ear.

  "Hey! Wake up! Someone's coming!"

  After hearing the sound, I reluctantly opened my eyes, but found that there was no one in front of me.

  Did I hear it wrong?

  After confirming again that there was no one around, I fell asleep once more.

  "Hey! Wake up! Look what's on your desk!"

  The woman's voice sounded again.

  When I heard that voice again in my ear, I immediately perked up and looked around me with wide eyes.

  But there is still no one around...

  "What's going on? Who's calling me?" I muttered to myself, then lowered my head to take a look at the table. That was when I discovered that there was an exquisite little notebook on my desk. The notebook looked very thick and solid, and I vaguely saw something like white plastic inside, as if it was hiding something.

  Weird, which ghost thing sent me a small notebook for no reason?

  I scratched my head, picked up the small notebook and started flipping through it casually.

  But when I opened the notebook and flipped through it, I was shocked to discover that this wasn't just any ordinary notebook. The things inside were simply unbearable to look at!!!

  The noble gentleman's gathering hall is shrouded in dark fate

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