Although I don’t know who Yunniang is, Mr. Qiu’s words sounded like imperial edicts to them, so I naturally dared not disobey them.

Therefore, no one stayed to accompany Mr. Qiu’s room tonight.

Sitting alone in the room, Mr. Qiu was waiting anxiously.

It was late at night when Mr. Qiu finally saw someone appearing in the room.

The other party was wearing a white Confucian robe, a square temple on his head, and a jade pendant on his waist.

However, on the white Confucian robe, there are black patterns engraved. It looks like a skeleton, which makes people feel a little unknown.

On the other party's face, there was a piece of white paper, and two holes were dug out of the white paper, and you could see the bottomless eyes behind.

And from the time the other party appeared, a rotten smell filled the room, which combined with the smell of the sachet on the other party's body and mixed into a sweet smell.

In addition, when staring at the other party, Mr. Qiu always felt something was wrong, but he couldn't say it for a while.

Looking at the visitor flatteringly, Mr. Qiu asked with a smile: "Sir, that's the name?"

The other party did not speak, but picked up the pen and ink on the table and drew an ugly big word: "Yi."

"Sir Yi. I don't know what you are going to do? Yunniang told me that no matter what your Lord Yi wants, I will cooperate with you."

"Blood……"

Looking at this word, Mr. Qiu's heart skipped a beat. He suppressed his fear and asked, "Is pig blood OK?"

"Can……"

"Does it need to be heated? It should be quite easy to make pig blood cakes."

"born……"

"Just eat raw, okay, I understand. Wait a minute, I'll let the servants do their business."

He hurried out of the room. Master Qiu did not dare to stay with the other party for too long. He asked his servants to find a few fat pigs as soon as possible, and then sent them in directly after they released blood.

After sending in several large pots of blood, Mr. Qiu did not dare to ask the other party what he did with blood and immediately escaped from the room.

Behind him, the sucking sound rang out, and the creepy sound seemed to be licking Mr. Qiu's back, making him tremble.

What is this thing?

After finally waiting for the sucking sound to stop, Mr. Qiu couldn't help but walk around the yard, poke a layer of window paper, and secretly start looking.

The previous few pots of blood have been drunk.

He stretched out his half-meter-long blood-red tongue and knelt in front of the basin, focusing on sucking every drop of blood left.

Until there was no blood to continue to swallow, Yi got up and pulled off the blood-stained paper on his face.

Seeing the person under the paper, Mr. Qiu felt his scalp frizzy and his whole mind was rustling.

That was his own face.

There was a vicious smile on his fat face, and even the greed in his eyes was exactly the same.

For no reason, Mr. Qiu felt that he was actually a substitute, and the person opposite was the real Mr. Qiu.

As soon as this thought arose, his body kept turning black, and finally turned into a thin shadow, and then flew under the other person's body.

Before becoming a shadow, Mr. Qiu's consciousness gradually disappeared.

Before completely disappearing, Mr. Qiu finally remembered the wrong things he noticed before.

"Yi...he has no shadow..."

When the shadow completely returns to its position, Yi's body shape begins to change, and soon he turns into the appearance of Master Qiu.

Looking at the shadow behind him, "Master Qiu" laughed twice and went out and shouted, "Come on a few servants, I have a reward for you."

When the servants came over, they had just walked into the room of "Master Qiu", and the shadow behind them suddenly disappeared. He himself collapsed on the ground like anger, turning into a new shadow.

"Master Qiu"'s house soon turned into dead silence.

But immediately, new people appear and continue to do their own work as before.

Ten days later.

Mr. Lin, who was resting in the shed at the foot of the mountain, was about to pack himself with new dry tobacco when he heard someone running down from the mountain in a hurry and shouting: "It's done, it's done!"

"There is no qualifying at all, why are you so excited?" Mr. Lin pretended to be cigarettes and asked slowly, "What's the matter?"

"The mountain road is completed and open!"

Mr. Lin suddenly stood up, pushed away the person who reported the news and rushed up the mountain, the speed was only faster than the other party.

When he rushed to the mountain, he saw a small path breaking through the two mountains and pulling out a road between the towering mountains.

Seeing this path, Mr. Lin excitedly pulled the person next to him: "Hey, it's really done."

After letting go of his hand, he rushed in and found that the mountain road was more spacious than expected.

The narrowest place has been widened, and now you can barely hold two carriages, making it more convenient to lead to Molong Town.

Stepping on the rocks on the ground, Mr. Lin continued to rush forward, rushing to the end of the mountain road before stopping.

At the end of the road, a group of people had already started to build wooden boards above the natural trench. It would probably take not long before a bridge could be built, and this road would be considered formally practiced.

Jumping to a high place, Mr. Lin saw that the official road of the Great Zhou was not far away.

If they walk from the mountain road, they can go directly to the official road from the southeast, and then go south all the way, and take the goods to the capital in two days, and no longer have to be clamped by Master Qiu.

At that time, your own goods can be sold several times the profit, and the food shipped back will be much cheaper, allowing every household in Molong Town to undergo earth-shaking changes.

"How is it, Mr. Lin, how does Lu Cheng feel?"

Turning his head, Old Master Lin saw Wang Huai standing not far away and asked himself with a smile.

Jumped off the stone, Mr. Lin bowed to Wang Huai and said gratefully: "Thank you, sir."

"You're welcome, thank yourself first. Then you'll clean up the rocks and strengthen the ground. Don't look at the ground being a little firmer now, it will soften when spring begins."

"I know, let's leave it to us next."

Although the road was done, Wang Huai was not relieved, but was a little worried.

The last paragraph went too smoothly.

According to his understanding, Mr. Qiu would be a demon at least a few more times, and he could completely arouse the anger of the residents of Molong Town, and then stage a good show of a popular uprising.

Now, the other party did not do anything, which made Wang Huai feel a little strange.

Mr. Qiu doesn’t look like a person who can swallow his anger. His behavior is equivalent to stepping on the other party’s head and dancing, but why is the other party still not taking action?

Should I visit one day and stimulate the other party?

With this question in mind, Wang Huai just returned to the county government when he saw Yue Ling standing at the door gnawing dried sweet potatoes.

Pulling out one from Yue Ling's hand, Wang Huai also started to chew together, and asked while chewing: "Why did it come out? I thought you would be dazed in the room without doing anything."

"Junior sister, sometimes you know me too much, which makes me want to beat you up."

Yue Ling has returned to her original state now, but she has still undergone considerable changes.

Wang Huai, who is practicing the mystery of Duan Shu, has an extremely keen perception of danger.

Yue Ling was a hungry wild wolf before, and Wang Huai felt like he was about to be eaten at all times.

However, the atmosphere around Yue Ling is calm now, and it feels a little comfortable around him, so Wang Huai no longer has the urge to escape.

After chewing another dried sweet potato from Yue Ling, Wang Huai continued to ask, "What's wrong?"

"The fat pig is here and is discussing things with Sun Luming now. I saw that the other party always wanted to beat him, so I escaped. Sometimes I really admire Sun Luming, and I didn't even spit it out when I talked to that thing."

"As a prince, you have to endure such things. I'll go in and see if there is any problem to answer."

"Don't worry, you will never leave all the corpses at that time."

"It's not this response, but it's better to be prevented."

Pushing the door and entering, Wang Huai just entered the door, and heard Mr. Qiu’s laughter.

"Mr. Sun, I was not good at it some time ago. I have made trouble for you. Now I will accompany you. Please forgive me."

At this time, Sun Luming's face was ashamed and his eyes were blank, but he had to deal with Mr. Qiu in front of him, feeling helpless.

Seeing Wang Huai coming in, her eyes finally returned to normal and she hurriedly called out: "Wang Huai, you are back, come and sit down. I have something to do, so let's go first."

Looking at Sun Luming running away from here expressionlessly, Wang Huai just wanted to curse the bad guy.

All the troubles are to me, right?

However, Wang Huai also knew that Sun Lu was really not good at dealing with such people, so he had to sit down and say to Mr. Qiu: "Mr. Qiu..."

"Don't call me Mr. Qiu, it sounds uncomfortable. Just call me Qiu Sheng. If you think this name is not good, you can call me Xiao Qiuzi."

"Why does it sound like a eunuch?"

Faced with Wang Huai's ridicule, Qiu Sheng's smile did not change, and he said flatteringly: "It's a bit, but don't you seem polite?"

The change in Qiu's attitude towards the environment made Wang Huai a little uncomfortable, especially because he couldn't understand the reason for the other party's change, which was even more trouble now.

Qiu Sheng lowered his voice and said in a low voice: "Mr. Sun, is it the master above?"
To be continued...