Back to the inn, Xia Mo took the back door. During the day, the clerk came out of the back door on a three-wheeler. He was careful to know the way, and he just needed it at night.

…

Xia Mo looked at the small cut on his chin in the bathroom mirror and sighed.

It is his kind of person who is not good at learning.

After using an alcohol cotton ball to disinfect the broken skin and bleeding wound, apply the band-aid where it should be applied, and rub the medicinal wine slowly where it should be applied.

Xia Mo was sitting on the bed, rubbing the purple bruise on his collarbone with medicinal wine, and reviewing what happened in the dyeing factory. Then he found several doubts.

Excluding Xia Mo's actions tonight, let's just take the relationship between the man soaking in the dye pool and the raincoat man. There are two types. One is that the man came to the dyeing factory to cause damage, but the raincoat man stopped him and took the man away.

weapons.

The other is that the relationship between troublemakers and defenders is reversed, but Xia Mo thinks this is unlikely, and feels that the former is more accurate.

Xia Mo could feel that the man in raincoat did not have any strong malice. If it was to silence or stop an action, the knife in his hand was far more effective and more lethal than a stick. Therefore, Xia Mo preferred the other person and did not want to make trouble.

Got to be extremely big.

After solving the first question, the second question is - what do men do in the dyeing factory at night?

Xia Mo didn't believe that the man was going to steal something. After all, you couldn't find anything about the morality of the dyeing factory even if you turned it over, unless you planned to take away the other person's machine. However, this kind of target was too big to escape.

Far.

Not taking...that's placing or destroying....

It reminds me of the locked house over the awning. The door is very old, but the lock is new. And the spider web on it is also very complete. It must have not been opened for a long time.

The door that had not been opened for a long time had new locks, and more than one lock.

What's in that house?

Secondly, with such a loud noise, it was strange that no one in the temporary room came out to check.

Many things in Maoershan have something inexplicable. Xia Mo used ordinary logical reasoning, but he reached a dead end. There was a lack of details in the matter.

He decided to rest first and wait until dawn before going to the dyeing factory for a walk.

…

Whether it was due to doubts or the environment, Xia Mo slept lightly, but still had a brief dream.

The dream was very strange.

He dreamed that he was standing in a certain space, surrounded by darkness, and there was a faint sound behind him. Some sounds were like a mixture of wind and percussion instruments. But they were too erratic.

When Xia Mo turned around and tried to hear the content clearly, a red dot appeared in his field of vision, which should be moving in his direction.

This was not a good sign. Xia Mo subconsciously took a few steps back. Seeing the red dot getting closer, he saw that it was an old-fashioned sedan chair!

The sedan was hanging in the air, floating like the wind, and landed in front of Xia Mo. The bright red color on the sedan looked like it was soaked in blood. A feeling of depression spread upward from the soles of the feet.

A gust of wind blew from nowhere, blowing open a corner of the sedan's curtain, and a piece of red cloth floated out from the sedan, falling directly onto Xia Mo's head.

Suddenly, he felt a push behind him, pushing him towards the sedan chair. He stumbled and his head fell directly into the sedan chair.

…

boom!

A sound brought Xia Mo back to reality from his dream.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the wooden ceiling of the guest room, and his short sleeves were soaked with cold sweat. He covered his eyes, adjusted his breathing on the bed, and calmed his heart that was trembling to the point of beating.

"I really think about it every day and dream about it at night..." I dream about the so-called mountain god getting married.

But having said that, Xia Mo couldn't figure out why in the dream, he was the one being pushed into the sedan chair with his head covered.

Then the mountain god can't be indifferent to men and women!

He took out his mobile phone from under the pillow and wanted to check the time. However, the bright light of the mobile phone screen when he woke up was always a weapon of harm. Xia Mo was so stabbed that he couldn't open his eyes and could only half-squint his eyes.

The time is five forty in the morning.

I guess I can only sleep so much. If I sleep any more, I will only get more headaches and delay my work. I simply got out of bed, put on my slippers and walked to the window. The faint light shone through the gap in the curtains. I guess I just got there.

Bright.

The sound should have come from outside the window.

He opened the curtains, pushed open the floor-to-ceiling windows, walked to the small balcony, and peeked out. In the backyard, the hostess of the B&B was walking into the house carrying a tin bucket filled with water.

Maybe the landlady's strength was too low and the bucket was too heavy, so she had to take two steps and then stop to rest. It happened that the road for people walking in the courtyard was paved with stone slabs, and the iron bucket fell to the ground. When the two touched, they made a summer sound.

The sound that Mo just heard.

It's nothing special, but the surrounding area is relatively quiet in the morning, and under the summer window, the sound seems harsh.

Seeing that she was struggling, Xia Mo said, "Do you need help?"

The landlady raised her head when she heard this: "No, I can do it myself."

As soon as he finished speaking, the handle of the iron bucket suddenly disconnected, the iron bucket fell to the ground, and all the water inside spilled out.

"Oh, forget it." The landlady smiled awkwardly.

"I'd better come down here." Xia Mo turned around and went back to the house, picked up a coat from the chair and walked outside. When putting on the coat, he accidentally pulled on the wound where he was beaten last night, which made him frown in pain.

"If it's convenient, you can go downstairs and get the vise and wire. They are on the bottom floor of the cabinet behind the front desk." The landlady shouted to the window, but received no reply.

When he went downstairs, Xia Mo didn't see the shadow of the clerk from yesterday. He didn't know whether he went out or didn't get up. He rummaged in the cabinet at the front desk according to the boss's instructions, found the needed items and put them back in their original places. When he was ready

When leaving, I accidentally caught a glimpse of the business license in the cabinet. When I boarded the plane yesterday, this location was blocked by the clerk. There were other things going on behind me, so Xia Mo didn't notice this thing. Now it's just an accident.

'Saw it.

"Yuwei..." Xia Mo looked at the name above and kept repeating it in his mind. He kept walking towards the backyard without stopping.

In the yard, Yuwei was sweeping water with a broom, probably adhering to the principle of not wasting, and taking the opportunity to clean the stone road.

"Boss You, stuff."

"Oh, thank you." Hearing the voice, Yuwei put down the broom, took what Xia Mo handed over, and walked aside to repair the bucket.

Xia Mo looked at her back, and for some reason he always had an indescribable feeling. He didn't like to wait and wait, so he stepped forward and talked: "Isn't there tap water in the store? Why do you still need to fetch water?"

"You look like a child who grew up in the city. There is a big temperature difference between day and night on this mountain. Sometimes when the temperature is low, the pipes freeze or the water cannot be pumped. But it's okay. It will be fine when the sun comes out in the morning. Just do this in the morning

Later. Normally we would collect some water in advance, but we forgot about it last night, so we had to go to the well near the village to get water."

"It seems that Boss You was very busy last night." Xia Mo knelt down next to her, but what he said didn't sound so nice.

Youwei looked at him with a trace of impatience in her eyes, and she cut off the wire with a strong force of the pliers in her hand.

"You haven't had any rest either, okay?"

"Why?" Xia Mo replied with a smile, not afraid that his actions would be exposed. He never thought of covering it up from the beginning. Furthermore, if the other party wanted to attract people from the beginning, then Xia Mo's course of action

Nine times out of ten it will be guessed. There is no need to waste time on such things.

She originally thought that there would be a tit-for-tat confrontation, but Yuwei suddenly changed the direction of the attack, and her anger was restrained.

"Not many young people get up early, not to mention that it's just dawn, so I guess... you must have taken your bed."

The surprise interrupted Xia Mo's newly brewing emotions.

"Yes...yes...I'm not accustomed to the local environment." Xia Mo's mouth froze, "I had a nightmare."

"That's what I'm telling you." Yuwei stood up and beat her legs, "I have some soothing incense in the room. I'll get some for you later. It'll be terrible if you don't sleep well all the time. Your brain won't be able to function properly."

Get up."

"You can't tell, Boss You also sells medicine part-time."

"Grown at home, I like practicality." Youwei glanced at Xia Mo.

Xia Mo looked over and saw that indeed, most of the flowers and plants in the courtyard could be used for medicinal purposes, and very few were purely ornamental.

"Boss You likes flowers and plants, so he chose Bai Wei?"

"Maybe...it's a tiny Wei. Because he is too weak, he huddles under layers of weeds and branches and survives."

"What are you talking about?" The clerk yawned and appeared behind the two of them. "I just wanted to ask what riddles you were talking about."

"The water pipe is frozen. This gentleman wanted to wash up and there was no water, so we chatted for a few words." Youwei explained to him, then turned to look at Xia Mo, "The well is out the back door, walk two hundred meters to the west.

Come on, get your own water, I'm going to buy food." After saying that, she handed the newly repaired iron bucket to the clerk and went into the house.

The doubts in Xia Mo's heart are even worse. Yu Wei has a story. But so far, I don't know if this story conflicts with Xia Mo's purpose, and I don't know if it means to deceive him.

He still felt familiar, as if he had seen her somewhere before.

Xia Mo probably thought too long. When the clerk saw him standing there motionless, he thought he was stunned by the cold, so he walked up and patted him on the shoulder: "It's still early, why don't you go back to bed first, and I'll bring the water

Beat it and bake it before bringing it to you."

Just when I was about to answer no, my phone suddenly rang, and it was Song Yi.

Song Yi said on the phone that there are a few more people in this line than before, but Shu Xin has joined this person, and it is difficult to refuse. This is not good news, because the goals of Shu Xin and Xia Mo do not overlap too much.

, it may even be contradictory. If you step in sideways, you will be hindered, and Xia Mo's free time will be greatly reduced. This move is most likely to leave a way to settle accounts later.
To be continued...