Author: Youdaoyan

Qianzhaimai in southern Guangxi...

Anqin had been to that town before and asked her to open the relics of his second life in the East. He wanted to know whether it was very simple to find out the places he had been to from the monthly records and then reconstruct them.

Although Qianzhaimai is not a town, it is still not easy for Fang Mu to find the traces of Anqin's stay here more than ten years ago. How far does it span time and space?

But it's not like he has no clue. Anqin should continue to follow up according to the description in his second life's monthly diary, such as coming to the hotel where he stayed.

When they arrived at the hotel, the receptionist and owner of the hotel glanced at Fang Mu, who had come to check in. He saw the handsome appearance of "Lin Sen" and pretended to check in for Fang Mu while using Guinang Mu's words. Yan muttered: "Is that little broken town asking for help? In less than half a month, several outsiders came, with tender skin and tender flesh, tsk tsk..."

During the decades that Fang Mu traveled in reverse time, he taught himself the Guinan dialect. Although the accents and mouth shuts differed from town to town in Guinan, the pronunciation of the boss's dialect was not the same as the Guinan dialect he studied. The words were so different that Fang Mu could still understand what the boss was saying.

After thinking for a moment, Fang Mu also spoke in Guinan dialect: "Are many outsiders coming there in Qujin?"

Hearing this, the hotel owner suddenly trembled all over. He turned around in shock and said in disbelief: "I can also speak Guinan dialect?"

Looking at Fang Mu's meaningful smile, the hotel owner blushed a little shyly, coughed a few times in embarrassment, and quickly switched to Fang Mu's previous question, saying: "It's just a small town there, and there's nothing famous about it. Although the traffic is not congested, the scenery and culture there do not attract passers-by to rest there. His hotel has been open for sixty years. Counting from the time he took over twenty years ago, many people have stayed at his hotel. We can also count the number of people from other places.”

As he spoke, he picked up an account book and flipped it from back to front. A large area was empty and red. The hotel owner shrugged helplessly, "Did you see that? He used that account book to specially record the records of foreign tourists staying in the hotel. It has been more than ten years, and only ten pages have been used. I can probably inherit it to his descendants."

"How do I know if he is from outside?" Fang Mu asked curiously, "The whole of Guinan is not a big place."

"I don't believe it. He can tell whether I'm from southern Guangxi or not by his skin type, eyes and hair." The hotel owner smiled.

Fang Mu wanted to ask in detail, but the innkeeper smiled mysteriously and did not answer.

Fang Mu didn't ask any more questions. He took the key and pretended to pack his luggage and prepare to go upstairs to move into his temporary room. However, he peeked at the hotel owner's actions from the corner of his eye and saw that the wrong party put the account book into a desk. The cabinet is locked and the key is put away.

At midnight and early in the morning, Fang Mu's ears were moving slightly with his eyes closed. When he heard that there was no more movement in the lobby on the first floor, he opened his eyes and tiptoed out to the lobby.

The lobby counter window was not closed, but the hotel owner who was walking in the room by the window was nowhere to be seen. Fang Mu could hear the snoring of the owner who was sleeping soundly in the next room.

The ability of the super senses did not disappear because of the change of body. Suddenly Ershen Liudong's hammer seemed to have opened the "acupoint" in his soul.

There seems to be a folk saying that the seven souls among the three souls and seven souls actually correspond to the seven orifices of the human body, so it is not difficult to understand.

The window of the counter is a bit narrow, but "Lin Sen" is not tall either. "Lin Sen's" elegance is not just reflected in his appearance. His figure is also slender and weak, not much different from the girl's.

If he wanted to get into the inner room through the not very wide window, it would be possible.

Fang Mu squeezed a few things through the window with a little force, and sneaked into the hotel owner's room without much effort.

He still remembered the cabinet where the owner of the Red Sky Inn kept his account books, and it had a good place to put the keys.

The hotel owner was fast asleep, and the sound of Fang Mu entering the room did not wake him up. He easily and smoothly got the key and opened the desk and cabinet where the account books were stored.

There was no need to light a lamp, Fang Mu's eyes could see through the darkness, and he silently browsed the account book records, which contained the identity information and check-in time of the out-of-town residents in the past twenty years.

When he opened the second page, Fang Mu saw that An Qin's name had been registered here. She had indeed stayed there before, and the room number she stayed in was 204.

Continuing to scroll back, when he turned to next year's account book, Fang Mu also saw the check-in information of "Fang Mu", which was very similar to his current identity as "Lin Sen".

What surprised Fang Mu was that between the two names "Fang Mu" and "Lin Sen", two people checked in.

When Fang Mu saw the check-in time of the two people, he was keenly aware of something strange.

Those two people and "Fang Mu" didn't check in on the same day, but since they didn't check in on the same day, Fang Mu didn't have any impression that other outsiders came to the hotel.

"Could it be that they deliberately hid their whereabouts from him in the first life, and the purpose was to follow him?" Fang Mu was suspicious in his heart, and his head broke out in a cold sweat. Had he experienced too many strange events to allow him to have some persecution?

Delusion.

Of course, Fang Mu is not completely without any basis for suspicion.

It's okay to check in on the same day but never see anyone else. It's hard to say it's just bad luck, or it's just a coincidence that we didn't meet each other.

Can you... why on the day Fang Mu checked out, those two foreigners also checked out on the same day!

That is extremely unreasonable! The suspicion of being a "stalker" is too great.

"Wei Hai...Li Yingqi..." Fang Mu frowned and read out the names of the two suspects, feeling that the air was getting colder.

The hotel owner slept like a dead pig and still didn't wake up. Fang Mu returned everything to its original place, and when he was about to leave, his eyes couldn't help but be attracted by the closed door of the room next to the key hooks.

The door of that room had a talisman stuck on it, as if it had sealed the room, and there seemed to be something inside.

Fang Mu hesitated for a moment and looked back at the hotel owner's room behind him. He decided to go inside and take a look.

I gently turned the doorknob and it opened easily. The hotel owner had no intention of locking the room.

"Then the talisman paper is used for sealing?" Fang Mu was a little surprised. After all, if a person wants to seal a room, then the best way in physics is to lock the room and never open it again for the rest of his life.

But the hotel owner didn't do that, so Fang Mu could guess another reason.

When Fang Mu opened the door to the room, he saw a shrine in which an old man's portrait and tablet were enshrined.

When he saw the face of the portrait, Fang Mu was stunned again and almost blurted out: "Sister Wang?"

The portrait of Bao Yufeng is the nanny hired by Fang Mu in his second life, or the portrait of Wang Zheng who attacked Fang Mu in his third life but was knocked down by Fang Mu and then bitten by toads and frogs until he did not know whether he was alive or dead.

daughter.
Chapter completed!