Through this business, I once again realized the hardships of being a parent, and involuntarily thought of Yin Xinyue's parents, who had not yet come out of the shadow of the Eight Hundred Miles.

When he left He Kui's house, he handed me five thousand yuan, but I didn't want it. After all, I didn't need it, and his family was in great difficulty.

Forget it, just treat it as a good relationship!

Although Li Mazi was also very concerned about such helpful things, because he didn't make any money, he urged me to go out to find a business every three days after returning home.

"Silver objects are hard to come by, are you anxious about wool?"

I said angrily, but Li Mazi couldn't listen at all. He worked tirelessly on the road to finding evil things, so I didn't bother with him.

In the blink of an eye, May Day was coming. In the past two or three months, Li Mazi had found several orders in a row, but I couldn't resist him, so I followed him. As a result, they were all insignificant gadgets, or ordinary haunted incidents.

After a few trips, I didn't make a penny, but I was exhausted. Li Mazi finally accepted his fate and stopped forcing me out all day long. I finally calmed down and hid in the room to draw talismans or practice spells.

A few days ago, the man in T-shirt called me and said that he had left Longwang Village and told me not to worry. At the same time, he told me that he might meet people from Longquan Villa on the day of the trading conference, so that I could practice my skills more if I had nothing to do.

He didn't mention his father-in-law's affairs at all, so I completely sank the matter in my heart and prepared as he said.

But the old saying goes, if you don’t look for trouble, you will take the initiative to look for you.

Li Mazi was at ease for a few days, and the victim came to him. Moreover, the victim's profession this time was a little special. He was an old man selling tofu. He said that his name was Chen Tofu.

That afternoon, I was wiping a vase produced by an official kiln in the Ming Dynasty. Mr. Chen, who was selling tofu, came into the store with a shoulder pole. I thought he was going to sell tofu to me, so I was going to bombard people. Unexpectedly, he threw the load on the ground and said to me silly: "Little brother, is Zhang Daxian in the store here?"

After hearing this, I was speechless and thought to myself that someone had spread it to me, why did I become an immortal? And I couldn't stand a 50 or 60-year-old man called me his little brother, so I hurriedly came up to me and said that I was Zhang Jiulin, and then asked him what was wrong.

Maybe I think I'm too young? Mr. Chen looked at me in surprise before he started to tell me.

Mr. Chen’s original name is Chen Jiefang. Because he sold tofu for a lifetime, he was called Chen Tofu. Over time, he gradually called himself Chen Tofu. And he came to me this time because he felt that something dirty was following him.

However, there was no fear on his face when he spoke, and it was not as if he had been frightened by dirty things. I couldn't help but become curious and signaled him to say in detail.

"Actually, it's not a big deal. Every time I go out to sell tofu, the dogs in their village will bark constantly when they pass by a village! At first, everyone thought this was quite fun, but later they found that as soon as I approached the village, the dogs in the whole village would bark wildly. And it wasn't a normal bark, and the sound was more and more miserable. Later, the people in the village began to say that I was not clean, and some even said that I was a ghost, and now I don't let me enter that village..."

Uncle Chen sighed and said that he was so old that he was not afraid of any dirty things, and he might not have to go to that village to sell tofu, but he felt uncomfortable and felt a little unsafe. So he wanted to figure out this matter, and when he was chatting with someone, he heard about my name and came to try it.

"Have you ever raised a dog at home? What's the matter when you pass by other villages?" I thought about it after hearing this and asked with great enthusiasm.

If the dog barks only when passing by that village, it is very likely that there is something wrong with that village.

Uncle Chen shook his head and said that he had never raised a dog. He said that he loved quietness and could not stand the dog barking all day long. But he was sure that he had no problem when he went to other villages to sell tofu. Only when he went to Xiaoliu Village, the dogs there would bark wildly.

"If this is the case, the problem shouldn't be from you..."

I comforted Mr. Chen, then closed the shop and went to his house to take a look.

Mr. Chen’s house is a small courtyard with many haystacks piled up and a donkey tied up. He told me that if the road is difficult to walk on rainy days, he would drive a donkey cart out to sell tofu.

I nodded and looked at the yard carefully, but found nothing unusual. Even because of the donkey, it made the yard feel a little angry.

There are three rooms in the yard, one is Mr. Chen’s bedroom, one is the kitchen, and the other is specially used to produce tofu. There is a small electric mill and several bags of soybeans.

After looking at it overall, I told Mr. Chen that he had no problems here. Mr. Chen didn't believe it yet, so I had to take out the compass and turn it around again, and the compass showed that everything was normal.

In the end, in order to make him feel at ease, I borrowed a dog from my neighbor's house, but the puppy became honest after barking for a while at the beginning, which shows that there must be no problem with Mr. Chen's house.

"Then what's going on?" After my repeated confirmation, Mr. Chen finally believed that there was no problem with his family, but he still frowned and asked.

The old man always likes to worry about something, and it can be seen that if this problem is not solved, Mr. Chen may not even be able to sleep well.

Anyway, there is nothing important recently. I thought about it and asked Mr. Chen to take me to Xiaoliu Village to take a look!

Uncle Chen was very happy after hearing this, so he immediately put on a donkey cart, loaded two trays of tofu and set off. I sat on the donkey cart and watched the sunset scenery. For a moment, I felt that I had returned to ancient times and felt particularly comfortable.

After about half an hour, Mr. Chen turned his head and said to me, "Zhang Daxian, go further and there is Xiao Liu Village. Listen to the barking of the dog."

I nodded, raised my ears and heard it. At the same time, I looked forward and found that the village was still far away from us. The family that was closest to the outside was also five or six hundred meters away. So I felt that Mr. Chen was a little archer. How could a dog see such a long distance?

What I didn't expect was that after Mr. Chen finished speaking, he walked forward dozens of meters, but suddenly there was a noisy barking in the village.

If the dog barking sounds gradually, it would be fine. After all, they can convey information to each other, but the dogs in Xiao Liu Village obviously started barking at the same time!
Chapter completed!