Dali Temple Conspiracy Records

Withered vines, faint crows.

Although the climate in the southwestern dense forest in late autumn is much more humid and warmer than that in the north, the mountains are already covered with dead leaves, making them feel bleak.

It was still early, the sky was only slightly bright, and there was a mist in the mountains, making everything look hazy.In the dilapidated inn beside the mountain road, the waiter had already got up, resting his chin on the counter, drowsy.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew in from the door, making Xiao Er shiver and tighten her neckline.He opened his eyes, and saw a short and fat figure walking in front of him, wearing a quilted jacket skirt and a thick hood, covering his face.

But Xiao Er didn't need to look carefully to know that this was a guest who stayed a few days ago.A couple, the husband is tall and thin, and the wife is short and fat. Like many other travelers staying in this hotel, they all come to Dayue Mountain to hunt for treasures.

Dayue Mountain is not far from Qingyan, the seat of Zhuangzhou, but it is under the jurisdiction of Luo'an County.It takes almost a day to walk from the foot of the mountain to the nearest Yongping Town.There are few people here, but because it is the official road to the state government, they have this guest house.

This inn has been open for more than ten years, and it has been operating in a neither salty nor light way.Until a few years ago, it was rumored that there was a top-quality black Ganoderma lucidum grass in Dayue Mountain, which attracted many people, wanting to come to the mountain to try their luck and make a fortune.

Some of the mountain hunters are from other places, and some are from the nearby Yongping Town.If you don't want to sleep in the wilderness, you can only live in this only guest house, so the business of the guest house has inexplicably improved.

Therefore, Xiaoer didn't find it strange that the wife went out so early.He also knew that the husband and wife had an argument the day before yesterday and were having a temper tantrum, probably for this reason, and they didn't like to act together anymore.

Xiao Er closed her eyelids again and continued to doze off.Sure enough, not long after, the tall and thin man also left the inn with the guy on his back.When passing by the counter, the husband nodded to Xiaoer as a greeting.

If there is no accident, today, they will return empty-handed, just like other guests.What kind of mountain precious spiritual grass, how many people go to the mountain in a year, no one has seen it, but it is just giving them room money for nothing.

Sometimes Xiao Er doubts whether there is black ganoderma in the mountains, and whether it is spread by the boss to solicit business.But after all, it is a good thing that there are more people. The boss is willing to give him an extra monthly salary.

Xiao Erbai was in a daze of boredom, seeing that it was almost time, he started to work, preparing breakfast for the guests staying at the hotel.Most of the mountain hikers will bring their own dry food, or just buy the cheapest pancakes in the store to satisfy their hunger, but some are really just passing by and want to eat some warm pancakes in the morning.

One after another, some guests got up and went into the mountain after breakfast.As the sun rises, Xiao Er gradually relaxes.

Taking advantage of his spare time, he went to the backyard to fetch water a few times to fill up the big tank.There used to be a well in the backyard, but it was abandoned and sealed up. Water in the store was once a problem.Until a mountain torrent changed the direction of the mountain and formed a channel to reach the back mountain, the guest house was a blessing in disguise and used mountain spring water.

The day passed, and in the afternoon, he started preparing dinner again.The food in the store is not fancy, it is very simple, but the quantity is large, and it takes some effort.

In addition to the owner of the inn, he is the only one who is busy.Regular guests leave early and return late, and travelers in a hurry stay in the morning, so morning and evening are his busiest times.Only at noon, there was almost no one in the store, and he was the quietest.

All in all, another uneventful day.

Little did he know, since that day, he had never seen that couple again.