Speaking of Boss Zhao, when the Liaodong earthquake occurred, he brought nothing except the two gold cakes given to him by Wu Mian. Later, he made a comeback in Liaoxi County and relied entirely on these two gold cakes. However, the two gold cakes left now only one piece, and nothing can be said to pay back the money Wu Mian had put on the cabinet.

Boss Zhao is not sure how capable Wu Mian is. But he also knows that Wu Mian has at least killed the tiger. Just now, he can make the fat chef fly out with just one finger. Such a person cannot be provoked. Even if he really invites the official service to help, he will not say how much money he spends. And in the end, he still doesn't know who is unlucky.

Unexpectedly, after entering the back hall, the best mood was whether to return. When the old guy heard that Wu Mian knew the owner of this restaurant, the bitter melon face that had been prepared had been unfolded instantly. He looked at Boss Zhao with a smile, then turned his face to look at Wu Mian, and asked knowingly: "Are you meeting an old friend in a foreign land? Look, I'll just say it. It's no harm to recognize a few more fellow villagers. When you see you are hungry, who is embarrassed to pay the debts? By the way, why did you pay the interest you set at the beginning?"

After these words, Boss Zhao's expression became even more bitter. He smiled reluctantly at Wu Mian and said, "Brother, you haven't seen each other in the past few years. You haven't changed at all. Actually, the two golden cakes you put here in me were buried under the old house during the earthquake at the beginning of the year. If you don't bother, just go there yourself. It's the shop where you bought the meat. The golden cakes were buried under the shop. If you look carefully, you will definitely find them..."

When Boss Zhao spoke, Wu Mian seemed to have not heard it. He dipped his fingers in tea soup and drew a map on the table. After drawing, Wu Mian looked up at Boss Zhao and said, "Look at where this is. If you can see it, you owe me two golden cakes."

Boss Zhao looked forward to Wu Mian and said, "You don't need to pay back the two golden cakes you owe me." Thinking of Wu Mian's words, "You owe me two golden cakes you can slow you down for a few more months."

It is better to wait for a few months than to pay the money immediately. Boss Zhao tilted his head and stared at the map for a long time. Although he had been in Liaoxi County for half a year, he stayed in this restaurant all day long. He didn't know much about the landform outside. After looking at it for a long time, he didn't say it out. Finally, he called the local mate hired in the store to help. The mate took a few glances and said, "Hmm? In the middle of the Cross Street... isn't this the county magistrate's mansion?"

After being reminded by the guy, Boss Zhao immediately understood: "Yes, this is the county magistrate's office. But then again, why are you two asking about this?"

Wu Mian ignored him. After knowing the answer he wanted to know, he reached out to wipe the tea stains on the table. The old guy Gui Bugui grinned and replied instead of Wu Mian: "How did we come first? I want to go to the county magistrate's office to get lucky and see if I can find a reason. It doesn't matter whether I make money or not, as long as I can give you some food, I will be content."

Unexpectedly, after Gui Bugui finished speaking, Boss Zhao and the guy shouted almost at the same time: "You can't go, it's haunted..."

The haunted incident in the county magistrate's mansion has been heard in the entire Liaoxi County. Even Boss Zhao's new arrival can be said to be very informative. The incident happened half a year ago, at the stall of the earthquake in Liaodong County, and a murder suddenly occurred in the residence of the Liaoxi County Magistrate's mansion.

The incident happened because a revisitor in the county magistrate's mansion was found. When he was found in the revisitor the next morning, his body had disappeared without a trace, leaving only a lonely head and was thrown to the ground casually. The revisitor's death was so amazing. For a moment, the original version of the story about the haunted in the county magistrate's mansion was found.

More than a month after this incident, the case has not been solved. Just as people began to forget the tragic death of the anti-hunter, the second murder occurred. This time the unlucky one was a servant in the county magistrate's mansion. The location of the incident was not the previous anti-hunter, but in the kitchen without any corresponding relationship.

According to the chef that day, "When the dishes I cooked were about to be out of the pot that day, and when Xiao Anzi was having a good chat, Xiao Anzi suddenly stopped talking. When I looked back, Xiao Anzi's half-pull was gone, and she was standing on the ground and whizzing blood..."

Afterwards, the county magistrate's office began to die. At first, one died in ten days, but then one was unlucky in three to five days. In recent times, one or several dead bodies were carried out every day.

When the death was just beginning, the county magistrate moved to other places with his family. However, other slaves, servants, etc., were all guarding the county magistrate's mansion, and even sent a thousand soldiers to surround the county magistrate's mansion with strong bows and crossbows. In addition to carrying the dead out regularly every day, as long as there are living people who dare to come out from inside, they will shoot and kill them on the spot.

Seeing that there were fewer and fewer living people in the county magistrate's mansion, the county magistrate made another incredible decision. He sent officers and soldiers to raise all the felons imprisoned in the prison and locked these prisoners in the county magistrate's mansion. After that day, the dead people carried out were mixed with the bodies of these criminals.

Since then, whenever the number of people who died in the county magistrate's mansion reached a certain number of people, they would pull the prisoners in the prison to fill in the count. Until last month, the prison in Liaoxi County was empty. Not long after, news of people missing from the Liaodong victims outside the city was heard.

After hearing Boss Zhao's words, Gui Bugui and Wu Mian looked at each other. Then, Gui Bugui bared his teeth at Boss Zhao and said, "It's so fierce that the county magistrate's office is protected by the official spirit. Do you still dare to stay in this city? Are you afraid of hungry ghosts coming to you?"

Boss Zhao scratched his scalp, looking puzzled, and said, "Don't mention it, this is evil here. When the earthquake in Liaodong County was in the earthquake in the New Year, it was a mess within a hundred miles. Towns farther than Liaoxi County were shocked to pieces, but even this Liaoxi County did not even shake down the tiles. There were also severe drought last year, and the entire Qin Dynasty suffered disasters. Not to mention that there was no grain harvest in Liaodong. Only this Liaodong County had a few light rains from time to time. After autumn, the ground was covered with yellow wheat, and I was jealous. If it weren't for the layer of skin that was covered with the pavilion leader at that time, I would have brought people to grab it. So after the disaster, we old and young men came to Liaoxi County."

Speaking of this, Boss Zhao paused for a moment, then continued, "Don't look at the troubles in the county magistrate's mansion, but as long as you leave the gate of the county magistrate's mansion, nothing will happen. Otherwise, there would be no one in the thousand and eight hundred soldiers standing at the door?"

After hearing what Boss Zhao said, Gui Bugui's eyes had narrowed into a line. He smiled at Wu Mian, but did not say anything, but turned his head to the center of Liaoxi County. According to common sense, there should be the approximate location of the county magistrate's office.

Seeing that the old and young people didn't say anything, Boss Zhao was a little confused. He didn't understand what these two people meant. After hesitating for a while, he laughed dryly and said, "The two of you didn't eat well just now. In this way, I'll match a few dishes. There's really a jar of good wine in the store. Let's talk while drinking, and let's talk about it after you have enough food."

As soon as Boss Zhao finished speaking, he saw Wu Mian suddenly turn around and said to him with a dazed look: "I don't want the golden cake..."

The sudden joy made Boss Zhao feel a little unacceptable. He suspected that he had heard it wrong, widened his eyes and said to Wu Mian: "What did you say? You don't want anything?"
Chapter completed!