Unfortunately, even from the perspective of the branches, the sound was unavailable, and Yu Xing had no way to get in touch with those things closer.

I can only wait for the plot to continue to advance to see if I have the opportunity to figure out what it is.

Since he has confirmed that the hotel is not at the moment, he doesn't really want to fall asleep, so he has to do something while the remaining time is left.

After thinking for a moment, Yu Xing's eyes lit up and he stood up and pushed open the door.

He is going to talk to the old man!

...

Hua Subai spent more than an hour walking outside and returned to the hotel at nearly 11:40.

The red clothes were dyed with the smell of wind and snow, and it became more and more ironed on him, making him look as if he was tailored.

When I entered the door, the oil lamp behind the counter was still on, reflecting two figures on the wall, one big and one small, very harmonious.

Wait, two?

Hua Subai paused his feet, and the second he saw the shadow, the sound of studying was also heard in his ears.

"Lin Daiyu shouted loudly, wrapped her arms around the thick tree trunk, twisted her waist and uprooted the weeping willows."

"Everyone was shocked and cheered: 'Heroic!' Lin Daiyu smiled shyly: 'It's a shame to show off her family."

Hua Subai: "..."

He recognized the voice, twitched his forehead and walked quickly to the counter, leaning in and looking inside.

Sure enough, Yu Xing and the old man were huddled behind the counter. The old man was sitting on his small stool. Yu Xing simply sat cross-legged on the ground, with the oil lamp between the two, and the lights were hidden.

Yu Xing held the villain's book that should have appeared in the old man's hand and read it expressionlessly. The old man squinted his eyes comfortably and listened seriously.

I don’t know if it was Yu Xing who bullied the old man and didn’t know the plot, or if the pirated content of this villain’s book was indeed so outrageous, but Yu Xing’s face was still calm and his face was serious.

After listening to him reading a few pages of ridiculous stories, Hua Subai couldn't help it anymore and knocked on the table before laughing out loud.

The shadow came over, Yu Xing looked up and met Hua Subai's smiley eyes that were hard to describe.

He ignored it skillfully, and he lowered his head and continued: "Lin Chong was angry and slapped the butcher's table with a palm: 'You, are you playing with me?' He didn't expect the butcher to pick up the pig-killing knife, and his ghostly aura was lingering, and he started chasing him."

"Three passers-by were also affected and ran wildly with Lin Chong. The butcher gradually became weak and stopped in front of the deep forest. He was completed by humans in the fourth run."

"???" Hua Subai: "What are you talking about!"

He was completely sure this time that even pirated villain books could not take the blame!

Hua Subai suddenly made a sound, awakening the old man who was about to fall asleep. The old man stared at him with his turbid eyes for a while before he recognized that this was his resident.

So he leaned back comfortably, urging in a weak voice: "...what is behind?"

Yu Xing closed the little man's book and chuckled: "Old man, I should go to bed. If I still live here tomorrow night, I will come and read the story to you again."

The old man looked a little unsatisfied. After thinking about it, he smashed the mouth with only a few teeth left. He pulled the little man's book back from Yu Xing's hand, and nodded: "Okay."

Yu Xing Youran got up, patted the folds on the windbreaker, looked at Hua Subai, and signaled him to go to the corridor with his eyes.

After the two left, the old man struggled to flip through the pages of the book by the oil lamp, but he could not find the description of the four humans fleeing to the deep forest. He unwilling to search again and again.

If he doesn't find it, he will probably not be able to sleep tonight.

[How immoral, hahaha]

[Look at the appearance of this old man, do you look like you who see the breaking point]

[当然不像!起码我们看书能知道是断更,这老头根本在找一段不存在的文字啊,笑死]

[Lin Chong ran at night and encountered the Fengxue Mountain Temple on the road. There was a mural in the temple. When the night was late, a beautiful woman named Nie Xiaoqian floated out.]

[Nie Xiaoqian said: "Now I am no longer the Nie Xiaoqian I used to be, I am Nie Xiaoqian Nie Xiaoqian."]

[I want to report that Concubine Nie has an affair and is filthy in the harem, and the crime cannot be punished!]

[Just come here, what are you having epilepsy?]

[Fortunately, I went to find the old man to pose for information, but the old man always looked like he was about to fall asleep, so he...]

...

Hua Subai followed Yu Xing all the way to his room, closed the door with his backhand, and wondered: "Why did you think of going to trouble the old shop owner?"

"I'm bored, I'll carry forward the traditional virtues of respecting the elderly and loving the young, and help him study." Yu Xing spread his hands and opened his mouth.

Hua Subai scanned the room.

There are no signs of movement in the furnishings in the house, and there are slight wrinkles on the bed that have been sitting, but the temperature is lost.

I think Yu Xing has been harassing the old man for a long time.

"Do you think his villain's book may contain information, so you can check it out on the grounds of helping with the book?"

When Yu Xing heard that he had guessed, he nodded casually.

In fact, he just wanted to go and chat with the old man. Since this sleeping hotel was run by the old man, the old man must have known information about the hotel.

No matter how bad it is, the old man should always know who the "people" who cannot move in the room are and what their identities are.

As a result, after finding the old man in the hall, the old man only responded to his greeting, and buried his head in reading, pretending to not hear him.

Seeing that the old man was clearly struggling to read, but he was still full of his heart on the words in the book, Yu Xing thought for a while and said, "I'm bored now. Old man, your eyes don't seem to be very good. Why don't I come to read the story for you?"

He just gave it a try, because he couldn't be sure whether the old man was interested in the stories in the book or simply treasured the villain's book. If it were the latter, the old man would probably not be willing to hand the book over to him.

Moreover, the old man has been reading books since he met, which seems to be a reminder - there may be some hidden information in the book?

Unexpectedly, when the old man heard this, he stopped pretending to be deaf and quickly stuffed the book into his hand: "Read..."

Yu Xing took this opportunity to read all the books collected by the old man.

These books are very similar to the old books that set up a stall under the overpass for 50 cents per pound. They are small and thin, and they end in just over a dozen pages. There are also illustrations of painting pictures like ladies in the middle.

The stories in it are all simple short stories. Because of the different worldviews, these stories are not familiar to reality, but you can still see at a glance - they have nothing to do with intelligence.

Yu Xing read two books seriously, and then tried to talk to the old man.

"Old man, are you the only one in charge of this store? Your children are not here?"

Perhaps it was Yu Xing's behavior that won some favor from the old man, and the old man thought about this issue for a long time.

Finally, he said that his son had died long ago and he was the only one left in the family.

How long have you been dead? Don't remember.

How long has the store been opened? Don't remember it.

Will a person be lonely?

Regarding this question, the old man was silent for a long time with his mouth flattened, and his thin figure seemed a little pitiful in silence.

In the end, the old man said, "What's there to be alone in me? Do you have these books to accompany me? Do you still read them?"

So Yu Xing read a few more books.

At this time, he had already seen that the old man's eyes were really bad. He might not be able to see most of the content clearly when reading books, so he could only guess some plots. Because when Yu Xing was reading normally, the book was almost broken, but the old man's face was still showing a serious and novel look on his face.

It seemed that until tonight he really learned what was written in his book.

The books piled up by the counter were reduced one by one. In the middle, four other deducers who chose to stay in the hotel finally arrived. Seeing Yu Xing was there, they were in a hurry and asked the old man for the key and left hurriedly, for fear that Yu Xing would be stopped by him if he was one step late.

This little episode had no effect on Yu Xing. He was unable to find any useful information in it in the end. Instead, he took advantage of the gap in studying and shot out some information from the old man.

For example, this old man who seems to die at any time no longer remembers how long he has been in the hotel. It should have been a long time.

Regarding past events, the old man's memories seem to be forcibly shrouded by something and cannot be read.

He could only sit in the hotel day after day, guarding his storybook.

For example, Yu Xing asked the old man if he would go out to see the fun on the Ruixue Festival. The old man looked confused and didn't know what Ruixue Festival was.

This is interesting.

Although the old man's death aura was particularly strong and he felt that he would not live long, in other words, the old man lived.

This is the first person Yu Xing has ever met in Nanshui Town to be called a "living person".

Other townsmen, including guides, female owners of ready-made clothing shops, fat aunts, etc., had no breath of living people on them.

Thinking about this, the old man must be a very special existence, but such an existence does not know whether Ruixueji is because of the news blocked or... Ruixueji does not exist in the minds of living people?

After getting this information, Yu Xing didn't think about anything else. He saw that the old man was a little pitiful, so he simply told more stories.

His story of freedom.

He was very skillful and said, and Hua Subai came back.

Hua Subai sighed exaggeratedly: "I knew you were a kind person."

Yu Xing: "...you are sarcastic."

Hua Subai Lian said three times, sorted out his expression, and asked seriously: "Then did you ask him, except for the tour group, who live in the remaining house?"

"I asked, and he said he didn't remember."

The old man is not a goldfish, and I can't remember yesterday after today.
To be continued...