Zongshan Town is surrounded by the remaining veins of Zongshan Mountain. The altitude of the remaining veins is not high, and the temperature is higher than that of Zongshan Mountain. Even in winter, the snow is not enough to cover the entire mountain.

Today is the first day of the twelfth lunar month, before dawn, smoke is rising from the houses in the town.In the last two episodes before the New Year's Eve, people from all over the world will come, it must be very lively.

The morning light drove away the night, and the bookstore owner stood there, thanking Ye Kong.

"You mustn't be polite, we didn't do anything to help you." Ye Kong glanced at Lian Pei, "It's almost implicating your old man...you can rest assured and go on the road, we will help you find the murderer."

Thick clouds blocked the sun, and there was no ray of light on a sunny day. You could only see the blue-black clouds starting from the easternmost mountain peak and gradually turning gray and white.

Its daybreak.The bookstore owner slowly disappeared into the cold air.

Lianpei folded her arms and leaned against the tree trunk expressionlessly.

Ye Kong was silent for a while, then walked over to hold Lianpei's hand.

Holding it too tightly, Lian Pei frowned and said with a helpless smile: "What are you doing?"

Ye Kong didn't even look at him, and dragged him down the mountain: "I'm afraid you might run away."

Lian Pei smiled wryly.

Ye Kong: "Lianpei, although we haven't been together for a long time, I know you, or we are too similar, I know myself."

He looked into Lianpei's eyes seriously, breathed out, those eyes were black and white, clear to the bottom, full of unreserved sincerity and love.Only by fully opening your heart can you see the bottom of the other person's heart.

"If it were me, I might choose to leave too." Ye Kong lowered his eyes, "But when I leave, I definitely hope that you can hold me tight like this and not let me go."

Lianpei felt pain in his heart: "I am an evil god..."

Ye Kong was a little angry: "Do you believe what he says?"

In the past, Lianpei would never have believed the words of an evil spirit, but they had looked it up online in a bookstore, and they couldn't find their name anywhere, only in that video, in that old building, the statue of the evil god with blue face and fangs, below Write your own name.

How can there be such a coincidence in the world?

Ye Kong pulled him over and hugged him: "Let me feel sorry for you." What kindness is most afraid of is the sudden outburst of uncontrollable evil nature, "Even if you are really some kind of evil god, at least keep your kind thoughts Give it to me, I can't leave you anymore, you also feel sorry for me, okay?"

It is rare for Teacher Xiaokong to be so coquettish, rubbing against his neck: "Let's find a way together."

Lianpei closed her eyes and hugged her tightly.

"At worst, I will go to Zongshan with you. You set up an unbreakable barrier, and we will live in the barrier..."

Lianpei laughed, and put his hand on his chest, Ye Kong was surprised to find that there seemed to be something agitating there.

A silver dagger took shape under his hand, Lianpei held the handle of the dagger with his hand: "This is forged by my heavenly soul and spiritual power, you take it." Seeing Ye Kong's resistance, he continued , "Xiao Kong, listen to me. I want to live with you and the cubs. So just in case, you take this dagger, and if there is anything wrong with me, use it to kill me."

He smiled and said: "Li Ye can't kill me, Lu Ke can't kill me, only this dagger can kill me." The dagger gradually melted into Ye Kong's palm, and he closed the soft fingertips, "If I change my mind Now, you can also use it to kill me..."

The morning wind blew the mountain ghost's black hair, and he said solemnly: "Xiaokong, I love you, and my life is in your hands."

Ye Kong's nose was a little sore, and when the dagger melted into his palm, it was as warm as a spring breeze. How could such a soul be some kind of evil god.

The two went down the mountain hand in hand, Lian Pei said: "It's a pity that Lu Ke escaped, he should know where I live, and I need to strengthen the barrier when I go back."

Ye Kong: "Is the death of the bookstore owner related to him?"

Lian Pei: "It's hard to say..."

Zhuo Qun was sitting on the stool in the living room of the hotel. Seeing them coming back, Zhuo Qun hurriedly got up: "Where did you two go! I went to your room in the morning, and saw that your beds were not unfolded..." He lowered his voice, "Is that the town?" Chang is bothering you again?"

Ye Kong smiled and said, "Good morning, Brother Qun! Nothing to do, we both went hiking after waking up. What's for breakfast?"

"You two are really healthy..." Zhuo Qun didn't delve into it, and pouted towards the restaurant: "It's quite rich in the morning. Those in the village haven't woken up yet, and they probably have to go to the market when they get up. I remember the village chief Come over today too?"

Ye Kong: "The village chief said he was coming for a meeting, so let's go back to the village together in the afternoon."

Zhuo Qun was eager to give it a try: "You two go to eat quickly, and after eating, let's go shopping. It is said that the market in Zongshan Town is getting more and more lively at the end of the year. The fans in my live broadcast room said that they want to see the real market."

The market in Zongshan Town is on two adjacent main streets that form a back shape. In addition to shops, there will be stalls on both sides of the road. Those who have money will set up a shelf and a table, and those who have no money will spread a piece of cloth on the ground. , put on the goods.

It was also the first time for Ye Kong to seriously visit the market in Zongshan Town. Most of them were selling vegetables, meat, and dried fruits.The second is selling clothes and shoes, custom-made sheets and quilt covers, and handmade cushions, coasters, scarves, gloves and insoles.

Zhuo Qun held up his mobile phone while shopping and said: "...No purchasing, no purchasing! You like these? What's new? The aunts in our village are doing much better than them!" glare.

"By the way, my daughter-in-law asked me to bring her a set of crochet hooks, and she said she would crochet something for me..." Zhuo Qun was completely immersed in the live broadcast, "...I don't know what to crochet...Nose cover? Nose cover What is it? A mask worn on the nose? It's so tasteless!" He looked at the comments carefully and read: "Chicken condoms?"

He pretended to be angry and said: "What the hell!? There are minors in the live broadcast room, so talk nonsense about giving away air tickets!"

The machine for making popcorn sticks is roaring.Put corn slag and rice into a special machine, add sugar, and extrude at high temperature. From the round hole at the other end of the machine, hollow light yellow rice sticks will come out like magic. With the sweet smell of rice.

When the hot rice stick comes out, it can be bent into various shapes, which is especially popular with children.

Ye Kong held a big bag in his arms and ate it while walking.The rice flower sticks in the countryside are very solid, each one is almost one meter long, and it becomes crispy when it cools down. He ate it happily: "I don't know if it can be made at home. Grandma wants some black rice, buy some chocolate and go home to make chocolate rice flower balls. Lianpei, don’t you really want to eat it?”

Lian Pei shook his head, he was not interested in children's snacks.

Behind the two of them, a group of girls in their teens and 20s gathered unknowingly, all holding up their mobile phones to follow and take pictures.

Ye Kong took Lianpei's hand, and turned into a small alley amidst those simple screams that couldn't let go.

Through here, you can go to another market street.

Ye Kong put the rice cracker sticks on five fingers, and kept poking Lianpei's face. Mr. Shan Gui was so anxious, he snatched the bag of rice cracker sticks, and put the remaining ten sticks on his fingers: "Let You have a taste of the power of this seat!"

Seeing that he was no longer depressed, Ye Kong laughed and ran forward: "Hey! Don't play with food!"

The two big men chased after them like children, Lian Pei stopped suddenly, and Ye Kong stuffed a rice cracker stick into his mouth: "What's wrong?"

Lian Pei pointed to the dark gap between the two courtyards, Ye Kong squatted down, and there was a small white shadow in the narrow gap: "Ah, it's you!"

It was the ghost of the little white cat that he played with when he was bored at the gate of the mayor on the day of the Ghost Festival.

The little white cat wanted to come out, just took a step, whimpered and retracted its paws.

"It can't come out." Lianpei stuffed the rice cracker stick on his finger back into the bag, "It's daytime now."

Ye Kong held out the rice cracker stick to it: "Why did it appear here during the day? Can you ask it?"

Lian Pei's spiritual power slowly extended towards the kitten, and touched the kitten's pink nose through the gap in the middle of the rice flower stick.

"...she said she knew who pushed the bookstore owner into the river."

Ye Kong: "Who is it?"

"I really know this person." Lian Pei said, "I brought your computer back from his room."

Mayor Ma sat in the office of the town office with two dark circles under his eyes. When he returned home last night, Master Lu disappeared. When he remembered that Master Lu said there were ghosts in the town, he was so scared that he did not dare to close his eyes all night. I only hope that Master Lu is going to exorcise evil spirits.

"Mayor, everyone is here." Assistant Huang knocked on the door and came in. "Is there a meeting now?"

Mayor Ma: "Let's go." He urgently needs some popularity now.

The twelfth lunar month in the countryside is busy, so the year-end meetings are usually held in December.

Lao Liu, the head of Zongshan Village, came here on Lao Hu's tractor, and greeted the heads of other villages with a smile: "Old Zhao, what's wrong with you? Are you listless?"

Just as Lao Zhao was about to complain, Mayor Ma and Assistant Huang pushed in the door.

Mayor Ma waved his hand, and Assistant Huang quickly opened the window to disperse the smoke that filled the room.

"Puff out the cigarettes!" Everyone saw that Mayor Ma was in a bad mood, so they didn't dare to ask any more questions, and obediently threw the cigarettes on the ground and stomped on them.

"Not much else to say, it's still the same as in previous years, reporting one by one, and after the reports are finished, organize them into materials..." He looked around, "Other villages can be electronically printed, Lao Liu, you still Handwritten? Take the handwritten ones early and let Lao Huang record them into the computer."

Lao Liu laughed and said, "How can I bother Lao Huang all the time, I've already made it myself, and I've brought this plate with me, and I'll copy it to Lao Huang after a while."

Mayor Ma saw the USB flash drive in his hand: "What's the matter? When did you know how to use a computer?" As soon as he mentioned the computer, he remembered that there was indeed a computer in Zongshan Village, and it was the one that cost him months. Computers that don't sleep well!

Old Liu: "Where would I know it? It's still handwritten, and I asked Old Hu's uncle to help enter it into the computer."

Many people in other villages were familiar with Lao Hu, and asked one after another, "Is the daughter of Lao Hu's family married?"

Old Liu: "When the spring comes, we will do things. Now many young people in our village have returned..."

Old Zhao wondered, "Why are young people still willing to come back? Is your village digging for gold or oil?"

Old Liu: "Neither..."

Mayor Ma said impatiently: "Okay, okay, stop talking nonsense, and report one by one."

The first few are large agricultural villages that have already reached a large scale, with an annual income of more than 500 million yuan. Excluding the cost of factory processing, packaging, transportation and sales, the average household income is about 5 yuan.

Mayor Ma nodded. Although it is not much, the total income and average income are increasing every year.

Next are several villages next to the development of scenic spots, all of which are mainly farmhouse and service industries.However, except for Lingshan Village, which newly opened the Pearl Lake Scenic Area this year, both the total income and per capita income of other villages have declined compared with previous years.

Mayor Ma frowned more and more. It seemed that next year he would come up with a new method of publicity.

Old Zhao, the head of Lingshan Village, was frowning when he reported the report. Mayor Ma knew about the loss that day. Afterwards, he called all the responsible people together and scolded him. After the incident, he didn't have a good night's sleep. Sitting with Mayor Ma, he looked like a brother in distress.

"The total income of Lingshan Village last year was more than 3207 million, of which 33 was agricultural income, and the remaining 290 million was income from scenic spots and farmhouse entertainment."

Mayor Ma finally feels better. Lingshan Village is the highlight of his work this year. It is beyond his expectation to have this income in half a year: "For this part of the money, I will spend 200 million to maintain the scenic spot, please security, and other things. Divide dividends to the villagers."

Old Zhao’s face is even more bitter. The whole village’s energy is put on the farmhouse, and the income from food and vegetables has been greatly reduced. There are more than 50 households in Lingshan Village. After this division, each household is only more than 2 yuan, which is not as good as farming before. more income.

Moreover, most of the villagers have deposited a lot of money in order to purchase the materials needed for the farmhouse, and they are all waiting for the dividends at the end of the year.

What else did he want to say, Mayor Ma said: "If there is anything to talk about after the meeting, who should report it?"

"Me, me, me!" Old Liu had been looking forward to this day for a long time, unfolded the rotten paper in his hands, and cleared his throat.

As soon as his number came out, everyone was too shocked to speak.

"As of yesterday, Zongshan Village had a total income of 250 yuan!"

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