Chapter 1530: Lin Dazhuang

Having said this, what else can he do? Fashionable can only nodded and said politely: "Thank you so much, I will be more disturbed tonight."
The old woman laughed twice and said indifferently: "It's okay, I haven't been willing to come here for a whole year in this broken place. It would be fate for you to stay with me for a day."
"Well, old lady, I can give you some money, just as the accommodation tonight, and the food for tomorrow morning." Speaking of fashion, he started to pay out.
The old woman waved her hand: "No, my broken place is not a hotel and I don't need to spend money. Today my son is just not at home, so you can sleep in his room."
The old lady held the oil lamp and walked to the room on the left with the fashion, opened the door with her hand: "Go in, the bed is inside. I am old now, and I don't want to run around, so I go back to bed first. Now."
Fashionable still remembers that he had pushed this door before, but he didn't respond at all. I don’t know why, now this old woman with a broken heart. Pushing it by hand pushed the door open.
Fashionable is a little uneasy. Everything here reveals a weird feeling. The house or the enthusiastic old lady seems too weird.
After the old lady opened the door for him, there was no waste of time at all, and she took the oil lamp and turned away.
Fashionably looking at the old woman's back, she always felt a little strange, but it was strange, and she couldn't explain why.
Since there is only one choice left now, even if fashionable is unwilling, he has no other choice.
He lifted his leg across the threshold and entered the room. Fashion found that this was not a single room, but a suite.
The room he walked in was a small living room with a table and chairs, and a fire pit in the middle of the living room.
At this time, there was still a little ignition in the Kang, probably because the cold wind in the wilderness and wilderness was even more biting, so the fire was ignited early.
He was tired now, and he didn't want to delay a little bit of time at all. He walked straight into the room. Your furnishings were also very simple. Apart from a wardrobe, there was only one bed left.
The bedding on the bed looked very clean. After he took off his clothes and jackets, he got into the quilt directly.
The dual fatigue of the heart and body prompted him to remind him that he could not fall asleep here, but still lost in consciousness and fell asleep.
He seemed to hear footsteps in his trance, walking over in front of his bed, he wanted to open his eyes. I don't know why, but my eyes are heavy.
He didn't wake up from his sleep until one hand held his shoulder.
When he opened his eyes, the room was lit with candles. What appeared in front of him was a face full of beards, which looked very vicissitudes.
"Who are you?" The bearded man asked very dissatisfiedly: "Why are you lying on my bed?"
Fashion also reacted at this time. He touched his forehead. Although it was near winter and the weather was relatively cold, his forehead was still covered with sweat.
"Hello! I am a lost person here, so I stayed at your house for one night and disturbed you."
The bearded man is still very dissatisfied: "Who let you in? I closed the door well, how did you come in?"
Fashionable explained: "You are the son of this family, your mother let me in."
"Fart!" The man suddenly got angry: "You just sneak in and forget it, you must lie to me!"
Fashionable said a little bit wrongly: "I didn't lie to you, your mother should be at home now, you can ask her!"
"Fart talk, fart talk!" The man was even more annoyed: "My mother has been dead for three years. You asked me to ask who!?"
"What!?" Fashion was shocked: "I saw your mother before, why is this so?"
A chill spread from his heart to his whole body. If her mother had been dead for three years, who was the person he saw before?
The Luohu man didn't want to talk more nonsense. He pulled the fashion directly from the bed. "Today I'm Lin Dazhuang, let you see, what will happen to those who deceive me!"
Lin Dazhuang is such a farm man. His fashion is just a middle-aged man who has been hollowed out by wine, where is his opponent.
Lin Dazhuang easily pulled the fashionable into the living room, pointed at the portrait in the living room and said to the fashionable, "This is my mother, did you just see him failed?"
Fashionable couldn't help but tremble, if he remembered correctly, the old woman he saw before was exactly the same as the portrait!
"Did you really see the ghost?"
"How could this be? How could this be? There will be no ghosts in this world, there must be no ghosts, there must be some misunderstanding!"
Lin Dazhuang listened to the fashionable murmur and said angrily to him: "What else do you have to say now? You are a thief, a thief! Look at me and not teach you!"
Fashion took two or three steps back, and his face was scared pale: "Don't, I'm really not a thief. You have to believe me!" Fashion is really afraid of Lin Dazhuang launching a fool and beating himself.
To tell the truth, even if you are a thief, you won't be dragged into such a poor place. This Lin Dazhuang is a stunned man. If he is really beaten indiscriminately, he may not be able to eat it.
"I believe you're a fart, you still want to lie to me now." Lin Dazhuang rubbed his fists, "I won't hit you with flowers all over your face today."
"That brother I was wrong, don't be angry first." In order to stabilize Lin Dazhuang, Shi Xing could only say to him very politely, "Is it possible to pay more accommodation fees now?"
Lin Dazhuang stopped when he heard that he had money to take, and asked, "How much can you give? I tell you, it wouldn't work if you didn't have a few hundred."
Fashionable rolled his eyes in his heart, and he still had hundreds of dollars a night in this broken place. It is estimated that even the small hotels of twenty or thirty dollars a day could not match.
But now that the situation is pressing, he has no choice.
"Brother, you call Lin Dazhuang, right? I will give you 1,000 yuan. I will stay here tonight for one night. You will send me out tomorrow morning. Will you?"
Lin Dazhuang looked at the fashion greedily and licked his lips. "1000 yuan can only be regarded as the accommodation fee. If you want me to send you out tomorrow, you will have to pay extra."
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