The years of reselling the haunted house

Chapter 524 Doubtful Points
I was very puzzled, when I came last time, the old stall said he was alone, and I did not see anyone else there, so who is this guy?

With a belly full of doubts, I stepped forward.Anyway, let Pang Dahai pay respects to the portrait of the old stall first.

The young man was blowing vigorously by himself, very engrossed.When we got close, he seemed to have suddenly discovered me and Pang Dahai. He was so frightened that the bull horn in his hand almost fell to the ground.

He jumped up from the stool and asked stutteringly, "You...you...how..."

Evidently he hadn't expected anyone to come.I hurriedly waved my hand and said, "We are friends of Mr. Tan, and we came to visit him. Why... did he... die?"

The young man breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly said: "It turns out that he is a friend of the master. I'm really rude."

When I heard it, I asked, "Master? Master Tan is your master?"

The boy nodded.

I questioned, "Why didn't I see you when I came last time? When did Mr. Tan accept an apprentice?"

The young man smiled wryly, with a sad expression on his face, and said: "I have only been a teacher for three months. I wanted to be filial to Master and serve Master, but who knew that Master, an old man, suddenly contracted a serious illness and passed away the night before yesterday. The crane has traveled west..."

As the young man spoke, he reached out and wiped away his tears.

Pang Dahai and I looked at each other, I was very annoyed.First I felt sad for the death of the old stall, and then I regretted that we came a step late.

I looked at the guy, he was fair and clean, looked a little frail, and had delicate features.

I asked curiously: "Are you learning how to make pancakes from Master Tan?"

The boy shook his head: "I'm learning to pick bones."

I was very surprised, in my opinion, how can anyone be willing to learn the art of picking bones?I never dared to associate this handsome young man in front of me with the profession of picking bones.

So I asked the guy again: "You are a young man, how could you think of learning the skill of picking bones?"

The guy smiled wryly and said: "No way, the living conditions at home are not good. I just want to learn an unpopular craft, which others don't know. In this way, I can make a living in the future... Master also doesn't want this craft to be in his hands Lost, just met me, the master accepted me."

I asked again, "What's your name?"

The boy said: "I was small when I was young, and my family was poor. The villagers didn't like me and called me a little fly."

"Xiaoyingzi, that name sounds nice."

The little fly smiled bitterly: "It's the fly of a fly."

I am a little dumb, such a good person, who wants to be called this name.It seems that this little fly is really unpopular.

"Little fly, let me ask you, before your master left, did he tell you anything? For example, if there is any important thing for you, who will you hand it over to?"

I was a little anxious. Before I came, I thought of many possibilities to meet the old stall.We wanted to get Jiaqing Tongbao back, and I also thought that the old stall owner might renege on his debts, and it would inevitably tear his face.

But I never expected that we didn't even see the face of the old stall, but saw a dead body.

So I couldn't wait to ask Xiao Feizi, maybe the old stall owner is more polite, and maybe he has arranged the funeral.

Unexpectedly, when Xiao Yingzi heard my question, he shook his head and said: "No. Master knows that his time has come, so he just entrusted me to help him take care of the funeral. He didn't say anything else, and he didn't say a few words before..."

The little fly was talking, squatting down alone, throwing a few pieces of paper money into the brazier in front of the portrait in front of the coffin, and filling the porcelain dish of the ever-burning lamp with some kerosene.

I scratched my head, this happened so suddenly, I really didn't want to accept this reality.But the coffin is right in front of you, let alone life and death, no one can stop what happened.

I squatted down, helpless.

Pang Dahai approached me and said in a low voice: "Boss, don't you think this happened a little suddenly? This old man...he will never die sooner or later, but he died when we came to collect debts from him..."

I listened to Jingling for a while, and stopped Pang Haihai from continuing.The deceased is the greatest, and it is not authentic to say that in front of the coffin of the deceased.

But Pang Haihai's words also made me doubtful.

This happened so suddenly, even Pang Haihai could see something strange, so I can't be stupider than this fat man.It's just that I have made friends with the old stall, and I can't believe that he can joke about his own life and death.

I glanced at the black coffin, walked up to the little fly who was burning the paper, and asked, "Little fly, we have had contacts with Mr. Tan, and we feel very sorry for what happened to Mr. Tan. Since we rushed to Come on, we want to stay here to watch the night for Mr. Tan, do you think it's okay?"

Little Fly was obviously taken aback when he heard my question, then hurriedly stood up and said, "It's ok. As you can see, my master didn't have any friends before he was alive. Fortunately, I, an apprentice, helped him take care of his funeral. Can you help me?" Come to help Master keep watch at night, Master will be very happy when he finds out about it. I also thank you on behalf of Master."

Saying that, Little Fly bowed deeply to me and Pang Haihai.

Afterwards, the little fly took us into the two old houses in the old stall.I know that among these two old houses, one is the residence of the old stall, and the other is piled with sundries.But now it has been cleaned up, and there are two single beds in the room.

Little Fly pointed to the room and said, "You guys have come from a long way, so take a rest in the room first. It's fine to come out at night to watch for Master."

I nodded, and Pang Dahai entered the room.The little fly closed the door gently, and went out again.

Pang Dahai saw the little fly go out, so he asked me in a low voice: "Boss, do you really plan to stay here to watch the night?"

I reached out and touched the quilt on the bed, and said, "Of course it is true. Your words reminded me that this incident happened too coincidentally. I have to check it out. And now, it seems that the suspiciousness of this incident is still there." Many, not only coincidences, but also many doubts, I also want to figure it out."

Pang Dahai sat on the bed and asked me: "Boss, what are the doubts, why didn't I see it?"

I pointed to the two beds and said, "When I came last time, there was no bed here at all. There was only one person in the little fly, but there were two beds here. It seemed that they were specially prepared for us. With him..."

As I said that, I pointed to the little flies outside.

Fat Dahai asked, "Little Fly, what happened to him?"

Through the window, I looked at the busy little fly outside, and said: "He said that his family's conditions are not good, and he is often excluded by the villagers, so he is not welcome. But he received us in a leisurely manner." , polite and proper, and speaking just right, this should not be done by someone who has never seen the world."

(End of this chapter)