The teahouse suddenly became noisy, with everyone expressing their opinions and talking.
After hearing the riddle, Chen Ping also wondered why the people in the village disappeared when someone left the village?
The scholar closest to the storyteller was the first to ask, "Is that woman a murderer?"
The storyteller covered his mouth with an open folding fan, "Yes, and no."
"But because of the epidemic?"
"No."
"The reason why the village is deserted is because of women?"
As soon as this question came up, people around it laughed at me. Haven’t I already explained the mystery?
The man also knew that he had asked a stupid question and hurriedly hid in the crowd.
Although this question is quite different from the riddle, the storyteller still responded: "Yes."
"Does anyone know this woman in the village?"
"Yes."
"Is this woman a foreigner?"
"Yes and no."
"Another ambiguous answer..."
He Qingxuan always felt that he was almost able to grasp the answer, but for a while he didn't know where he was missing.
Someone asked loudly, "But that woman attracted bandits?"
"No."
This didn't interrupt He Qingxuan's train of thought.
Chen Ping listened to these questions and summed them up and felt a little strange. This woman knew people in the village and was not a stranger. Could it be considered that this woman was once a stranger and later became a villager?<
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In order to confirm his conjecture, Chen Ping first confirmed this question with the storyteller.
With the storyteller's affirmation, Chen Ping knew that his idea was correct, and then said: "The relationship between the woman and the people in the village is not good?"
"Yes and no."
Ye Chongwen jumped up and shouted, "I know! Is that woman a monster?"
For him who is addicted to story books, this is the best answer he can think of.
"No."
As soon as the storyteller finished speaking, the whole teahouse burst into laughter. Ye Chongwen suppressed his blush and scratched his head in embarrassment, "I thought it was some rumor about ghosts, but it doesn't seem to be the case."
The middle-aged people next to them couldn't see it. One of them patted the table and said loudly, "There are some kids here, talking nonsense and causing trouble. Get out."
The shout attracted everyone's attention, and some people also echoed.
Seeing this, Ye Chongwen and He Qingxuan took a few steps back to the corner.
Chen Ping frowned, walked to the middle-aged man's table without fear, and asked, "Uncle, although we are still young, we paid for tea when we entered the teahouse. Why can't we come if you can come?" After hearing this, everyone in the teahouse nodded in agreement, but the middle-aged man was still arrogant, "I'm just here to enjoy the excitement. What are you asking? Children, please don't disturb us to ask questions."
"Then you think we can't guess the answer to the riddle?" Chen Ping stared at him and asked.
"It's a joke, so many people here can't guess it. How can you, a little kid, know it?" The middle-aged man looked at him with disdain.
"I guessed right, what should I do?"
"If you guess correctly, I will give you another reward."
Chen Ping shook his head, "I don't want your reward. I guessed it right. Please apologize to us."
The middle-aged man and his companion looked at each other. Now this was a difficult situation. Everyone in the teahouse was looking at this. How could they be frightened by a child? "Okay, I agreed, so what if you didn't guess right?" p>
After all, Ye Chongwen and He Qingxuan were still young. Seeing this situation, the two of them stepped forward to hold Chen Ping tremblingly and wanted to leave.
But Chen Ping looked at them calmly and comforted softly, "Believe me, I want to try."
It seemed that some unknown belief was ignited. They calmed down for a while and stood firmly with Chen Ping.
Chen Ping took the two men's hands and said to the middle-aged man, "If I didn't guess correctly, the three of us will bow and apologize for disturbing everyone's enjoyment and leave the teahouse immediately."
"Okay, then tell me the answer to the riddle and let the storyteller comment." The middle-aged man slumped back on his chair, with a look of watching a good show flashing in his eyes.
Chen Ping did not respond to his words, but asked the storyteller on the stage, "Sir, can I ask you a few more questions?"
The storyteller folded the folding fan and placed it on the table, sitting upright with a smile on his face, "Of course, I can ask, but I can only answer yes or no."
"That's natural. I want to ask why the village is deserted, but all the villagers are dead?" Chen Ping asked.
"No."
Then he asked, "That woman doesn't want to live here?"
"Yes."
This time Chen Ping felt that he had guessed the answer.
In fact, before asking these two questions, I already had a rough idea in my mind, and now I am almost certain.
Otherwise, he would not have dared to confront the middle-aged man directly, otherwise the child would have just bowed his head and walked away.
Chen Ping asked two questions in succession that got to the point. The storyteller couldn't help but be more curious about his answer. Seeing him pondering for a long time, he urged him, "Why don't you continue asking?"
"I already have the answer, do I need to go on stage to tell it personally?"
"Oh? You can make an exception today, I just need to say it directly."
After getting permission from the storyteller, Chen Ping told what he thought was the answer.
"The mystery given by the gentleman is that as soon as the woman leaves the village, the village becomes deserted. From the answers to many questions just now, it can be analyzed that the woman is a stranger and has a grudge against the village, but she still lives in the village and is still alive.
There is a husband's family. Then there is only one possibility, that is, she does not want to come here at all, but has to come here for some reason.
The reason why the village was deserted after leaving the village was most likely because she said something to someone else when she was out, which led to the discovery of a secret or something in the village, so the villagers fled and scattered, turning the village into a deserted village.
So I boldly guessed that she was forcibly abducted and sold into the village to be a wife. There may be many people in the village who had the same experience as her. Later, because she ran out to report her to the officials, the villagers were afraid that the officials would come and take her away, so they all ran away. p>
Sir, I don’t know if my guess is right?"
When Chen Ping finished speaking, everyone in the teahouse looked at the storyteller on the stage. Ye Chongwen and He Qingxuan also held their breath nervously and stared straight ahead.
The storyteller gradually showed joy in his eyes, and then he shouted to the shopkeeper behind him, "Good boy, today's prize is yours."
The teahouse building immediately became noisy, and everyone applauded.
"Guessed it right?"
"Okay! Okay! Okay!"
"This guy is so awesome, he really guessed the answer to the riddle."
Ye Chongwen jumped up excitedly and pointed at Chen Ping, speechless. He Qingxuan also gasped and looked at him with tears in his eyes.
The middle-aged man who had just scolded them looked at Chen Ping blankly with an expression of disbelief.
The storyteller reminded him, "As a man, he should fulfill his promise and apologize to the three young brothers."
It was such a joyous scene that the crowd watching the excitement also started to cheer.
Only then did the middle-aged man react. In full view of everyone, he stood up and walked up to him and said, "Young men, please forgive me for the offence."
"We accept the uncle's apology. But we hope that the uncle will not bully young people again in the future."
Everyone laughed after hearing this, and the three of them looked at each other and laughed happily.
The teahouse owner came out with a lot of money tied with a red string and handed it to Chen Ping, which was heavy.
The enthusiasm of everyone in the teahouse was about to overwhelm Chen Ping. Finally, when he saw a gap in the crowd, he quickly slipped out of the teahouse.
Ye Chongwen and He Qingxuan wanted to follow, but they couldn't squeeze out of the crowd for a long time.
As soon as Chen Ping walked to the door of the teahouse, he was blocked by a familiar face.