The ghost knocked on the door, luckily I was able to read the save file!

"This song?" The troupe owner looked back at the two people performing on the stage, a strange look flashed across his face, and then he said, "This..."

He seemed a little hesitant, as if he didn't know how to express it. Looking at Lin Luo, Zhang Yuan and Wu Shan, he was silent for a moment before he slowly said, "In fact, this song is not our own work, but a stranger wrote a letter to us."

As he spoke, his face became more and more strange, and he even chuckled with a bit of novelty: "To be honest, this is the first time I have received such a letter, and I am also very curious about who wrote it."

"Is there no mailing address?"

"No." The troupe owner shook his head.

"Is the letter still there?"

"Yes."

Hearing this, Zhang Yuan's eyes lit up instantly, and he hurriedly asked, "Can you show it to us?"

However, the troupe owner shook his head gently, smiled bitterly and replied, "I'm really sorry, I can't reveal this to you."

"Okay!" Zhang Yuan and Wu Shan looked at each other, and both of them showed obvious disappointment on their faces.

Standing at the back, Lin Luo stared closely at the troupe owner. He must have seen this troupe owner somewhere. After a long while, he suddenly asked, "Owner, what is your last name?"

"Oh, me?" The troupe owner looked at Lin Luo in surprise, as if he was a little surprised by his sudden question, and then smiled and replied, "My last name is Yang."

"Yang?" Lin Luo frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.

Just then, a figure ran over quickly and interrupted their conversation: "Owner, do you need to hang a lamp over there?"

Looking at the person coming, Yang smiled politely at Lin Luo, Zhang Yuan and Wu Shan, and said, "Sorry, I have something to deal with first. You can look around here, but please don't touch our props." After that, he turned and left.

"Okay." Lin Luo nodded, and then watched Yang leave.

Watching the troupe leader Yang walking away, Zhang Yuan looked around and subconsciously began to look at the troupe.

A simple shed was built there, with various props and large boxes placed on both sides, and several tents in the innermost part. The lights were on, and someone could be seen changing clothes in the tents.

Looking at the time, Zhang Yuan couldn't help but remind him: "It's already half past eight, I think we should go back to the small courtyard."

Hearing this, Wu Shan nodded in agreement.

Lin Luo also nodded.

The three of them walked towards the small courtyard. The pace was fast.

On the way, Zhang Yuan curiously asked Lin Luo; "Did you notice anything?"

For Lin Luo's sudden questioning of the troupe leader's last name, he always felt that Lin Luo seemed to have discovered something.

Hearing this, Lin Luo shook his head slightly; "He looks familiar, but I can't remember it for a while, so I want to ask his name to see if I can remember it."

Wu Shan continued; "Could it be someone from the real world?"

"It's possible." Lin Luo did not refute.

Their courtyard is more than ten minutes away from the square.

Taoyuan Village basically falls asleep around eight o'clock in the evening.

But tonight, because there is opera in the square, most of the lights in the house are still on.

The lights in some courtyards are still on, so Lin Luo and others are not going back blindly.

Zhang Yuan looked at the road ahead, frowned and said: "Will that yellow-haired man live in our courtyard?"

Hearing this, Wu Shan's face changed slightly, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes. He said in a deep voice: "It's very likely!"

There are four houses in their courtyard, and now, including the yellow-haired man who just arrived, there are only four people in total. If they really want to arrange accommodation, even if each person has a room, it is more than enough.

However, unlike the other two, Lin Luo did not seem to take the matter to heart. For some reason, he always felt that the man named Yang Banzhu looked very familiar, but he could not remember where he had seen him, and it was certain that this man was not his friend in the real world.

As they talked, the three quickened their pace and returned to the courtyard in less than ten minutes.

But just as they were about to enter the courtyard, they found a figure standing at the door of the courtyard waiting.

The three of them instantly became alert, and their eyes revealed a sense of caution.

Especially Lin Luo, he took a step back calmly, ready to deal with any emergency at any time.

"You are finally back."

At this time, the figure walked over from the door of the courtyard.

Seeing the person coming, Lin Luo and the other two felt a littleHe breathed a sigh of relief, but still maintained a certain degree of vigilance.

The fair-skinned young man had a gentle smile on his face and said slowly: "The village chief asked me to tell you that there are enough rooms to allocate now, and everyone can get a room."

The gentle smile on the other party's face made Lin Luo, Zhang Yuan and Wu Shan feel no warmth, but rather a biting cold.

After hearing the arrangement of one person per room, Lin Luo hurriedly asked: "Where is our friend? The one with dyed yellow hair."

The fair-skinned young man smiled and replied: "Oh, the distinguished guest has gone to rest."

Wu Shan then asked: "Does he also live in this yard?"

The fair-skinned young man nodded and replied: "Yes."

Lin Luo then asked: "Which room does he sleep in?"

Lin Luo's words made Zhang Yuan and Wu Shan nervous, and they stared at the fair-skinned young man intently.

The fair-skinned young man thought for a moment, scratched his head, and said awkwardly: "I seem to remember it was the first room, no, it seems to be the second room... Oh, I really don't remember it clearly, I just know that he slept in one of the three rooms on the left."

The words of the fair-skinned young man made the faces of Lin Luo and the other two people become serious, and their hearts were full of worry.

Any of the three rooms! ?

This means that except for the room where Lin Luo originally lived, the other rooms are potentially dangerous.

Looking at Lin Luo and the other two who suddenly fell silent, the fair-skinned young man greeted them and left in a hurry.

Lin Luo looked at the fair-skinned young man's back as he left, his face became solemn, as if he was thinking about something.

Zhang Yuan did not notice the change in Lin Luo's expression. He just patted Lin Luo and Wu Shan on the shoulders, and then said: "Let's go into the yard first."

Lin Luo nodded and replied: "Okay."

So the three of them walked into the yard together.

However, before Zhang Yuan could speak, Lin Luo suddenly interrupted him and said in a serious tone: "I think there is something wrong with that guy just now."

Obviously, the "guy" he was talking about was the fair-skinned young man who had just greeted them.