Second day, noon
Shen Qinglan prepared a gift and went to Shengxiang Restaurant to meet Duan Yunfei and Old Tang, preparing to visit the storyteller's home together.
The storyteller's name was Xing Kang, around forty years old. It was said he had twin daughters, both married now, leaving just him and his wife at home.
They lived in a quiet alley on North Street.
As soon as they entered the alley, the sight of dilapidated walls and courtyards greeted them, with some houses even covered by overgrown trees and grass. The red paint on the walls on both sides of the alley had peeled off, and moss covered them. Only a few courtyards along the way showed signs of life.
"I didn't expect that within the bustling Jinxi Town, there would be such a rundown alley," Shen Qinglan sighed.
