On a blind date, my identity as a corpse was discovered

"But now this corpse-hunting inn should be deserted. After all, the corpse-hunting carpenters have long since broken their inheritance."

Seeing Ren Tingting's pale face, Qiu Sheng also noticed something was wrong, and hurriedly said, "I'm just talking nonsense, and the wooden building is not necessarily a corpse inn, let's go and see first."

Although Ren Tingting was a little scared, no matter what the wooden building was doing, it was better than staying in the wild.

After speaking, the two quickened their pace and rushed towards the small wooden building.

……

Soon after, the sky gradually darkened.

The barren countryside seems to have only the whimpering of the wind, and there is no movement of other living creatures, which looks a bit gloomy and quiet.

The night gradually shrouded, and the world was pitch black.

The grandson who was guarding the corpse inn couldn't help but feel a little anxious, and kept wandering at the door of the inn.

"Why hasn't Grandpa come back, what if the walking master wakes up later!"

"Could something have happened?!"

The little grandson is worried about the safety of his grandfather, but he does not dare to leave easily.

Just when the little grandson didn't know what to do, the old man finally appeared!

Seeing his grandfather sweating profusely, the grandson hurried over and took the things on his back.

Although grandpa was out of breath, he was in good spirits.

He handed over the food box in his hand and instructed his little grandson: "You go and warm this meal in the pot, and you can eat it directly after the master walker wakes up!"

The inn is a little broken, but the old man will come occasionally, so there are some simple kitchen utensils in the kitchen.

"Hey!"

After the little grandson took it, he slipped into the stove to make a fire.

……

At the same time, Ren Tingting and Qiu Sheng also came to the inn.

Looking at the plaque on the wooden floor, Ren Tingting couldn't help but froze.

This turned out to be really a corpse inn!

Qiu Sheng scratched his head a little embarrassedly, and he just said that casually at the time.

Noticing the stiffness of Ren Tingting beside him, Qiu Sheng sneered: "It's okay Ren, although it's a corpse inn, it doesn't necessarily have corpses. You can treat this as an ordinary inn, and we'll leave after one night!"

Although Ren Tingting felt that it was a bit weird here, there was no better choice now. After all, in the wild mountains and mountains, it was more dangerous at night.

And you can't take others to air with you outside just because you don't mind!

Ren Tingting couldn't be so self-willed, so she waved her hand and said, "It's okay, it's pretty good here."

Hearing Ren say that, Qiu Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly stepped forward and knocked on the wooden door of the inn.

"Boom boom boom!"

A dull and rhythmic voice rang out in the silent mountain forest.

……

After the old man rested for a while, he placed the things he brought on the table one by one.

His expression was very serious and his movements were very careful, for fear of disturbing the rest of the walking master.

Just then, I heard a knock on the door from outside.

"Dong dong——!"

This voice was particularly harsh in the old man's ears, but the next second he couldn't help but raise a little bit of vigilance in his heart.

"At this time, why would someone knock on the door in the wilderness?"

"Boom boom boom!"

Perhaps no one answered, and the knock on the door rang again.

The old man was worried that he wouldn't be able to do anything else if he woke the walking master, so he immediately picked up the candle and walked towards the wooden door.

……

Seeing that no one opened the door for a long time, Qiu Sheng thought that there was no one here, and was about to push the door directly to enter.

"Squeak--!"

There was a harsh sound from the wooden door, and an old man with a wrinkled face appeared in front of everyone with a candle.

After seeing the other party's appearance clearly, Ren Tingting couldn't help but take a breath, her beautiful eyes widened, staring blankly at the old man in front of her.

The old man had high cheekbones, white temples, a dull complexion, and wrinkles on his face that made his face as rough as tree bark, and looked like it had been through vicissitudes of life.

The candle was flickering constantly by the wind, and the dim light made the old man look gloomy.

Perhaps because of his age, the upper eyelids of the old man have drooped down, and he is looking at them with a scrutiny.

"Who are you? Why are you here?"