Wei Xing cursed in his heart, but although he felt very dissatisfied, he could only swallow it at this time.

"Okay! No problem, I will definitely give you another one tomorrow morning, and I will give you a satisfactory price."

Lin Dazhuang nodded with satisfaction. For a farmer like him, it would be considered a big fortune to have an income of more than 1,000 yuan.

Shixing was helpless. The 1,000 yuan was not a big deal for him. He just felt a little unhappy and was snatched away by someone like this.

Shixing took out 1,000 yuan from his wallet and gave it to Lin Dazhuang, and then said, "Friend, this is past three o'clock in the morning, so I can go and have a good sleep."

Lin Dazhuang looked at the ten red tickets in his hand and nodded reluctantly: "Okay, let you sleep in my bed today."

Fengxing yawned, and he really couldn't stand it anymore. He didn't care what Lin Dazhuang was doing anymore, and walked into the room on his own and lay on the bed again.

Although he received a death notice, he had not encountered any real danger so far except for a strange old lady. Even the golden lightning was only in pain for a while and did not cause any real harm to himself.

So although he was a little nervous and afraid that he would not be unable to sleep at all, of course, to put it bluntly, it was because he was too tired.

As soon as my head was touched by the pillow, I fell asleep again.

But this time, he still couldn't sleep until dawn. Not long after he lay down, he felt someone shaking his body again.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and Shixing turned his head and looked at the face that was approaching him. He was immediately startled and sweated heavily.

This face was actually the old lady I saw at the beginning. In her son's mouth, she had been dead for three years.

Why is it appearing in front of him now? His heart was beating wildly and asked tremblingly: "You... are you a human or a ghost?"

The old lady burst into tears, "Why did you ask me like this? Of course I am a human being!" Her voice was still a little hoarse, but this time, it contained great pain.

Shixing frowned. Although this old lady looked a little weird, she didn't look like a person who had been dead for three years!

What's going on? Why would her son say she's dead?

Unable to think clearly, his face became severe. He looked at the crying old lady and asked, "What happened? Why are you so sad?"

"I...my son...my son, he is dead!" The old lady was sad and couldn't help crying.

Shixing was shocked. She seemed to suddenly think of something and asked the old lady: "Old lady, is your son named Lin Dazhuang? And how could you know that he is dead? Didn't you say he will come back in the morning?"

The old lady sobbed and said, "My son is named Lin Dazhuang, a friend of my son. He just came over to notify me. He said that my son had a car accident... He didn't even leave his body, and all fell... and fell under the cliff."

"Who did I see just now?" Shixing shouted almost subconsciously: "I saw him just now, and he even asked me for 1,000 yuan."

The old lady looked at Feng Xing blankly: "You...what did you say? Did you see my son just now?"

He jumped out of the bed like a fashionable wind and rushed towards the living room. The answer he was looking for was there.

The candlelight in the living room is still there, but the portrait he saw before is gone.

"This...what is going on?" Shixing felt that his head was about to explode. This one died at a time, and that one died at a time.

Who is the dead and who is the living person?

The old lady walked to his side tremblingly and said, "Are you okay?" There were still tears on her face.

Shi Xing shook his head, but his eyes were full of doubts. He was completely confused about what was going on.

In fact, his heart was already full of fear. However, nothing happened that could endanger him. Only then could he barely maintain his concentration.

If there were any changes in the burning now, he would definitely leave this strange place without saying a word.

The old lady sighed and said, "It's fine, it's fine. Keep resting! My old lady will find someone to take you out tomorrow morning."

As she said that, she took the oil lamp in her hand and walked back to her room again.

Shi Xing returned to bed in a daze. This time he couldn't sleep anymore, or the fear in his heart has overcome all his fatigue. This unexpected situation made him confused.

"what to do?"

Shixing really wanted to leave here now, but he didn't know where he should go now. Perhaps, only by staying here can he have the chance to continue to live.

"Wait until dawn, just wait until dawn!" Shixing clenched his fists. This was his best choice now.

He forced himself to hold his eyelids and prevented himself from falling asleep, but he didn't know why. As time went by, he couldn't hold on any longer. His eyes blinked and finally closed, slowly becoming lost.

Before falling asleep, Feng Xing had already thought of this situation. This time, when I fell asleep, I still had no accidents and was woken up from my dream.

This time, the candle in his room was lit again. What appeared in front of him was an old face.

But it was not the old lady before, but an old man with white hair.

Wei Xing's body subconsciously trembled, but it was not the two people who had appeared before, but it was a good thing for him.

He couldn't figure out whether those two people were born or died, or whoever was born or died, so for him, the best choice was to not see those two people before dawn.

Although he didn't know the person in front of him, he just felt that this old man should be the least threatening to him.

It looks ordinary, neither the weirdness of an old lady nor the strength of Lin Dazhuang.

"Who are you?"

The old man looked up and down at the fashionable side, "Don't ask me who I am, tell me who you are first."

"Hello, my name is Shixing. It's the one who got lost here."
Chapter completed!