Nie Xiaoqian was about to leave when several idle men with air flowed over came over.

"Looking at your empty and lonely face, are you here to find a man?"

"If you are looking for a man, I can tell you openly that there are many mice and dead ghosts, but there are absolutely no men."

Nie Xiaoqian turned around and walked in the other direction as if she didn't hear it.

Unfortunately, the tree wanted to be quiet but the wind continued. Before she could take two steps, she was stopped by those idle men again.

"Miss, are you here to find the Wang family?"

"Don't you know that the Wang family has been beaten to be a criminal offender in the court?"

"It's very deadly to be involved with the Wang family."

"You said, what would happen if we arrested you in the yamen and said you had something to do with the Wang family?"

"Of course we receive the reward, you suffer."

"You call Tiantian and don't respond, and you call Tiandi's yamen and prison cells. If you go in with such a delicate body, you can't get out."

...

Nie Xiaoqian frowned slightly, and even though these words were dirty, he could hear them all.

Then she looked up at the sky, the clouds covered the sun, and it was a little gloomy.

"Stop talking nonsense, who are you? What are you doing when you stay outside the Wang family?" When she first arrived outside the Wang family, she had already sensed someone was guarding nearby and peeking at her.

"If you ask who we are, of course we are from the yamen."

"Follow us obediently, otherwise we will suffer."

The few people thought they were scared Nie Xiaoqian and laughed proudly.

Nie Xiaoqian sighed softly: "There is no way to good or bad, but only people call it themselves."

With a light bang, the paper umbrella on her head was retracted, and she held it in one hand and glanced at the idle men.

Using an umbrella as a sword, although the sword edge is not revealed, it is more than enough to deal with a few idle men who can only bully honest people with brute force.

After a while, all the idle men screamed in pain and fell to the ground.

Nie Xiaoqian's eyes were filled with sword intent, holding an umbrella, understanding, and floating away.

The idle men were so shocked that they even forgot the pain.

Through the streets and alleys, Nie Xiaoqian's steps stopped again.

In the past, this was the Wang family’s book shop.

A clear understanding of the world is all about knowledge, and a thorough human nature is about articles.

The couplets she wrote for Wang's book shop in the past were still hung on both sides of the door.

However, the brand of the "Siyizhai" of the Wang family's million-dollar bookstore was removed, and it was replaced by the Li family's bookstore.

People come and go before the book shop, and people come and go in and out of the book shop. The business of selling and renting books is as good as before.

Even Youyou Huazhai next to him is still there. The boss of Huazhai, who often puts a pair of dog-skin ointment on his forehead, is bargaining with others.

However, the Wang family has changed things and people.

Maybe it was because she saw Nie Xiaoqian standing at the door for a long time. She thought she was unsure, so the clerk from the Li Family Bookstore walked out.

The bookstore's brands have been changed, so naturally the man will no longer be the shy Wang Xun he used to be.

The shop’s shop’s shop’s shop greeted, “Miss, are you looking for it? This shop has the latest Nie Everyone’s book. Do you want to come in and take a look?”

Nie’s lyrics and words books have always been very popular among girls and girls, so the shop’s shop’s shop’s shop’s shop’s shop is naturally open to the mouth.

But does she have a new book?

She has been busy practicing for several months and has just been able to get a pen. How can she write any new novels?

Perhaps the boss of the book shop saw that her novel was selling well, so he asked some slaughter to capitalize it, pretending it was hers, so it was easy to sell it.

Nie Xiaoqian shook her head slightly, and she could easily guess what was going on with the so-called Nie Magazine.

However, things like this were still difficult to avoid in the economically developed society in the previous life. She was mentally prepared for a long time, so she didn't care.

The clerk from the Li Family Bookstore saw that Nie Xiaoqian didn't speak and was waiting for him to greet him attentively, but Nie Xiaoqian did not give him a chance to speak, so she turned around and left.

A moment later, she appeared in Huaishu Hutong.

The alley was still as deserted as before. The yin wind gustled after gust.

Even when the clouds break through the sunrise, the sun shines brightly on the earth again, as if it cannot penetrate the silence of the Huaishu Alley.

When people walk in it, they seem to hear the echo of loneliness.

Not long after, the Li family's ghost house appeared in front of him.

The house was still a few months ago, and the bloody storm was stirred up that night.

The dark red bloodstains along the bluestone slabs all the way to the door and disappeared into the lush courtyard of artemisia.

Screaming, Nie Xiaoqian pushed open the half-closed door.

The small stone path had long been buried by fallen leaves and vines. She floated up directly, as if flying on the grass, and floated inside.

When she was practicing in the attic and refining the evil spirit, she once scared the flying bats, mice, insects and ants here to move. However, there was no movement for several months, and they were scared by eating and not remembering to scare them. Now they have moved back and seem to have reproduced more actively.

Nie Xiaoqian seemed to be nostalgic and walked around it for a while, and finally moved into the cellar.

Not taken care of for a long time, the dark and damp cellar was filled with a pungent smell of mold.

Looking around, the pen, ink, paper, ink, ink, ink, ink, and various books she left here before were dyed with a layer of fine fluff and became moldy.

Nie Xiaoqian waved her sleeves and brushed away the dust on it.

The ink and inkstone can be used after cleaning it. The paper is moldy and cannot be picked up even if it is taken.

The thick stack of paper placed neatly on the low table was the "First Knife of the Wind and Clouds" that had not been written yet. It was eroded by the moisture, and the ink was stained with all the traces, and even the font could not be recognized.

If you open other books such as the Four Books and Five Classics carefully, you can't read them if you see holes and erode and countless insect holes.

Unfortunately, if all are well preserved, there are many peaces that can be used.

Nie Xiaoqian sighed slightly, picked up the bamboo basket she used to hold things before, and looked carefully, and found that the bamboo basket was not only moldy, but also very strong.

She picked up the items among the pile of debris, and put them into the basket after picking them up.

After she had to choose and looked around, she left the cellar without looking back.

The sunlight in the sky shone on her body a little stinging. She opened her umbrella again, carried the bamboo basket, and walked out the door.

The setting sun shines in the evening, and the setting sun reflects the sky.

The good men and women who went down the mountain after the fragrance came back together in groups of three or five.

On the bluestone slab leading to Gu Niang Temple, Nie Xiaoqian, who was holding an umbrella and carrying a basket, walked up step by step.

It seems light but it is actually heavy.

When they passed by, the worshipers of God all looked at her.

Nie Xiaoqian looked at him as if he hadn't seen him and walked straight into the temple.

"Sister, you're back."

Ping An, who was guarding the temple gate, saw Nie Xiaoqian from afar and greeted her with a cheerful smile.

He heard Nie Xiaoqian say yesterday that he would go out for a long trip. At that time, he asked Nie Xiaoqian when he would come back.

However, Nie Xiaoqian didn't know what the situation would be like when he went to Guobei County at that time, so she did not give him a specific answer.

So Ping'an stayed in front of the temple for a whole day and waited for her to come back.

Ping An took the bamboo basket from Nie Xiaoqian and asked, "What is this?"

Nie Xiaoqian replied: "Some food is still some money, and the rest are all things that have been used before."

What I ate was actually dried fruit candied fruit. These children's snacks were greedy. She had no idea of ​​buying these things, but on the way back, she saw a few children eating happily. When she remembered that Ping An might like it, she bought some.

The silver was the royalties given by Wang Qiongying before. She did not take them back to Lanruo Temple and threw them in the cellar of the Li family's ghost house.

When I went back this time, I took them out.

"Take back all the food and money, and leave the others here. If there is sun tomorrow, take it out and dry it for a while." Nie Xiaoqian took out part of the things in the bamboo basket, and left the others in the basket, so that Ping An could take it back later.

"My mother took too much medicine and felt bitter in her mouth. She should love to eat this fruit." Ping An, who had the candied fruit in her mouth, said happily.

He knew that Nie Xiaoqian would not eat these mortals, and could take them all away. However, in terms of the money, he only took about thirty taels, saying that he would take them back to Chen Fusheng and redeem Ah Huang's money.

Ping An carried the basket and left happily.

Night falls, sunsets and moon rises.

Without the incense crowd coming in and out, Gu Niang Temple returned to tranquility.

The sound of the wind and insects are heard.

Because of Nie Xiaoqian and because of safety, there is no temple blessing in Gu Niang Temple.
To be continued...