Siheyuan: starting from working in a funeral home

So at noon, there were no aunts and aunts gathering together to chat. After cooking a pot of sticky batter and taking a simple bite, they squinted on the bed.

I just don’t know why, she’s been in a bad mood for the past two days, or it’s because of this drowsy day.

Feeling sleepless all day long.

And not only that, this headache is getting more and more serious.

Thinking of a headache, this head really feels bad.

The big tendons on both sides of the forehead just picked up.

When he got up, he went to Qin Huairu to buy painkillers for her.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, or if the medicine I bought has an effect.

Not long after swallowing this, Jia Zhang felt that her head didn't hurt anymore.

It's just that the drowsiness is serious.

He didn't even want to take the fan that was shaking cold in his hand, and within a short while, snoring started everywhere.

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When the two pots of Pu'er were finished, half a bag of fried chestnuts in sugar entered the stomach, and it was afternoon before I knew it.

Qin Mu turned off the radio and stood up, and glanced out the window at the setting sun.

Knowing that it's time to move on.

Since there were two more air currents in my body yesterday.

Qin Mu made up his mind to get in touch with people in this circle.

Otherwise, building a car behind closed doors can only create four different images.

"Xiaoqian, is the expert from the east still here?!"

While speaking, Qin Mu took a deep breath, this hurdle must be overcome.

"Not there, but where are the two with a slightly weaker breath!"

When Qin Mu heard this, he made up his mind to go and have a look.

"Okay, when we meet later, you should always pay attention, and remind me immediately if something goes wrong!"

"Okay, big brother!"

Although Naiqian didn't know what Qin Mu was going to do at this time, as long as it was her big brother's words, she would obey them unconditionally.

Out of the house, suddenly a heat wave hits the face.

This is the disadvantage of living in an air-conditioned room. The temperature difference between indoor and outdoor is too large, and it feels sour when you come out.

Of course, with his current physique, he doesn't need to worry about the air-conditioning disease caused by the sudden cold and heat, which is great.

However, although the weather outside is hot at this time, it is much better than before noon.

Go out and turn left, walk forward for a few minutes and turn a small bend.

The little girl inside the Soul Cultivating Wood reminded her.

"Big brother, those two auras are not far ahead."

Hearing Naiqian's reminder, Qin Mu looked around for a while, and saw that no one activated the painting skin technique directly, his stature suddenly became half a head shorter, and his face became elongated.

Two sexy mustaches hung on the corners of his mouth, and his demeanor became much more obscene.

If anyone in the yard saw Qin Mu's face at this time, they would definitely call out Da Mao.

At this time, Qin Mu changed his appearance just like Xu Damao's.

If you take the initiative to come over, of course you have to make a perfect plan, and you can't expose your identity, right?

At this time, Qin Mu also saw the courtyard at the end of the alley.

The courtyard is made of green bricks and green tiles, the gatehouse is tall, and there are a few horse-tied stones standing beside the gate, just like the architectural style of the former dynasty.

It's just that after a century of wind and sun, the prosperity of this house has long since ceased to exist.

And for this courtyard in this alley, Qin Mu has heard a lot of legends about him in his memory.

I heard that the older generation of uncles and aunts chatting at the entrance of the alley said it before.

Several of the houses here were all high-ranking officials in the previous dynasty.

Thinking about it this way is also true, there is no underling under the emperor's feet.

And later, with the overthrow of the previous dynasty, the officials and lords who originally lived in this alley all left the customs with their family members, and went south.

In short, the original prosperous place has become a ghost house.

This has lasted for several years, and it calmed down when the warlords of all parties separated.

That is at that time.

The reputation of this alley also spread.

But this reputation is not a good reputation, because this alley is the place where the fireworks in the civilized capital of the past - Eight Great Alleys!

At that time, the warlords ruled separately.

Even in Sijiu City at that time, the military master surnamed Xu came today, and the military master surnamed Zhang came tomorrow. Sometimes the military flags hanging on the gates of the city could be changed several times a day.

This can't delay the reappearance of prosperity here.

After all, the military master who traveled all over the country and fought wars did not eat, drink and have fun for a while.

So the reputation of the Eight Great Hutongs was spread at that time.

Of course, the Eight Great Hutongs do not mean that there are eight alleys, nor do they specifically refer to these eight streets and alleys, but Pan (Li Qianzhao) refers to the Dashilan area outside Qianmen.

And because in the hutongs beyond these streets and alleys, there are nearly a hundred large and small Goulan courtyards.

Moreover, the characters who belonged to this alley back then were of high quality, and to put it bluntly, their grades were relatively high, which is why the Eight Great Schools are so well-known.

And at this time, in Luogu Lane, this lonely courtyard in front of you is the most prosperous.

I heard that there were not dozens of fast oceans in my pocket at that time, so I didn't want to enter this gate.

It's just that things and people are not what they used to be.

Years of wars in the following years made the prosperous Goulan place no longer as prosperous as it used to be.

The famous actor in the Forty-Nine City was the most miserable. At the worst time, it was heard that more than ten girls hanged themselves in one night.

So after a long time, it seems that someone has come to this side at the end of the alley, and this is how it looks like today.

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Chapter 119: Huang Daxian!

This has the little radar of Naiqian, plus the method of concealing the breath of her own painted skin.

Qin Mu took two quick steps forward, directly on the tiptoe, and climbed up the old pagoda tree that was as thick as a water tank.

It is estimated that the tree is at least a hundred years old, because it is close to the courtyard, so you can see the situation in the courtyard.

"Hey, who did you say two days ago, did our big pole get hurt?"

A little beggar lying against the wall in the yard stared at a bird-nest hairstyle and said.

"Who knows, we are far away from the level of the big poles. Don't rest, keep working, otherwise the big poles will be scolded again when they come back."

On the other side, a beggar who was also dressed in rags stretched his waist and got up while talking.

Go to the side of the house.

Second, the corner of the mouth of the person who spoke first twitched.

"Heh, don't worry, Heiying just came up this day, and it's still early for the big pole to come back!"

After speaking, he leaned back and continued to lie down.

At this time, Qin Mu, who was on the old locust tree beside him, stared at the situation below and frowned.

It's just that he wasn't moved by the words of the two little beggars in the yard.

It's the scene in the courtyard.

You know, this area is a restricted area in the alley, even the naughty children in the alley would not dare to come here to play around 587.

Many girls were hanged before adding to this yard.

Therefore, it can be counted that this yard has not been lived in for dozens of years.

But at this moment this look.

The courtyard was kept spotless, and there was even a small flowerbed on one side that was obviously carefully manicured.

It looks like no one lives here.

And looking at the virtues of these two little beggars, it is not their fault.

"Could it be the big pole they talked about?"

"That's the master that Naiqian sensed before?"

Soon Qin Mu shook his head again.

Look at their virtues, how strong can their master be!

And just when Qin Mu was in doubt, the little beggar who went to the side of the house before came out with a cloth bag in his hand.

Qin Mu sniffed at the tip of his nose, and immediately smelled a stronger scratchy smell than before.

"Ma De, this is the Huang Xian's den. I just caught and killed two of them yesterday, and I caught another one!"

"I'm thinking that the bottom of this big mansion is almost hollowed out by these things!"

While talking, the cloth bag in that Qierjiang's hand fell down, and a foot-long weasel rolled to the ground. It was dark yellow all over.

Furthermore, there is a white tip protruding from its tail, and the grimacing appearance of this ghost looks quite evil.

Coupled with this pungent scratching smell, it was even more unbearable.

"This one is up to you, or I'll do it!"

As the man spoke, he picked up a stick that was as thick as a baby's arm and asked.

"Come on, I need to sleep for a while, by the way, when I can bury it deeper, I can smell it against the wind!"

Hear the reply from his companion.

The man also lighted up the stick in his hand with a muffled sound, and raised the stick in his hand to smash it down.

But the moment his stick fell, Huang Xian, who was crouching on the ground, suddenly raised his head and looked over.

In an instant, the beggar stood on the spot as if he had cast a body-holding spell.

The stick in his hand has not fallen for a long time.

Hearing that there was no movement for a long time, this made the companion nestled aside feel that something was wrong.

"Die, die..."

After calling several times in a row, the companion still held up the stick and ignored him.

This made him get up during the flood season and directly picked up the stick on the side and walked over, bringing it to the time when he saw the yellow fairy on the ground staring at his companion with a pair of long and narrow eyes.

He understood.

"Excuse me, feelings are still only open to spiritual monsters, hey, I will give you a stick!"

After finishing speaking, he was dressed in hundreds of clothes without wind and automatically.

Qin Mu, who was on the old locust tree beside him, narrowed his eyes, because at this moment he could clearly feel that the aura of the little beggar below had changed.

An obvious qi circulated around him.

And this qi is exactly the same as the qi in his root chakra.

"I think this energy is the foundation of these people's standing!"

"The weasel is also a little bit interesting, spirit? Are you enlightened?"

Hearing the words said by the beggar just now, Qin Mu's eyes flickered, and he was even more convinced that the world he traveled through was not simple.