I didn't feel much before entering the house. The air outside was circulating, and the humidity accounted for a large part of my sense of smell. One of the only two windows in the house was closed, and the other had a small crack open for ventilation. Generally speaking, the environment occlusion.
Food should be delicious and tempting.
But those present didn’t think so.
"Do it." Wen Jianyuan greeted, pointing to a few chairs beside a round table, "Taotao, please sit next to your aunt. Who is better at drinking? Sit with me?"
As he spoke, the middle-aged man picked up two bottles of wine from the ground and put them on the table, as if he was going to drink from them.
"Wen Tao" subconsciously wanted to refuse for others, but the short-haired police officer behind her stopped her.
"I'll do it." Xia Chengyin shook his head invisibly, then sat next to Wen Jianyuan, "I'll drink with you."
There is a saying that the wine table culture is a bad civilization.
Next to sit down was Gao Tianyi.
The young man blinked his glasses twice and sat next to his brother Xia. Like a naughty brother teasing his brother, he quietly reached into Xia Chengyin's pocket to touch his cell phone.
Of course, Xia Chengyin reached out and slapped him. The middle-aged male couple over there also gave him some advice, saying that boys of this age are just a little lively.
"Yeah, yeah, you have to take good care of it." Xia Chengyin responded.
Only those standing at the back who had not yet sat down could see that Gao Tianyi held a triangular piece of yellow paper between his fingertips and stuffed it into Xia Chengyin's pocket in the name of touching his cell phone.
Tang Nuo sat down next, followed by Bai Su, "Wen Tao" and her aunt, and a round table was arranged.
After sitting down, the smell of fish came closer.
This is an all-fish feast.
You can see the shadow of fish in every dish, and the middle ones are mainly fish. The cooking skills are very good. The fried fish is crispy and golden, the steamed fish is refreshing and translucent, and the grilled fish is tender and juicy. From the table The aroma wafting from the dish no longer tempts people to pick up the chopsticks, pick up the thinly sliced meat, drizzled with sauce, and put it into their mouths.
However, everything on the plate is sea fish.
They were in the mountains and ate sea fish.
In fact, from the geographical point of view of the village, it is not difficult to get to the seaside. The map tells people that as long as they jump down the cliff behind the village and drop hundreds of meters vertically, if they are lucky, they can follow the water and flow into the sea.
But if you want to go there normally, the mountain road is very winding, and you won't be able to get there in a long time, let alone the time to return.
The kind-hearted woman recommended this: "The fish was just caught not long ago and was still alive before being cooked. It is absolutely fresh. Try it quickly."
"Aunt...is this the same thing?"
"Wen Tao" took her chopsticks and pointed to a plate of salt-grilled saury very close to her. The fish with crispy yellow skin lay there slenderly, with its eyes facing her.
The middle-aged woman still nodded and replied without feeling anything wrong: "Yes, it was still alive and kicking when it was handled. If you want to eat it, remember to squeeze the lemon juice on the side."
"Wen Tao" flicked her chopsticks twice but did not eat.
"If you want to see it, I will take you to the backyard to see it later. There are still a few in the tank." The middle-aged woman continued, but no one moved her chopsticks. Her eyes couldn't help but look strange, "Why? ...Don’t you want to eat?”
The middle-aged man who was still pouring wine and the middle-aged woman who was smiling at them now raised their heads and looked at them with serious eyes.
Along with the fish, the fish on the plate seemed to come to life. The dead fish eyes turned around and turned to the other people sitting there.
- Being stared at, being watched.
Those who had not yet moved their chopsticks broke into a cold sweat and their hands froze on the table.
To clamp or not to clamp, to eat or not to eat, this is a question of death.
In this scene, if you say that the food on the table is harmless, the eight-year-old child - the little girl who sent it back in front of them will not believe it.
No one knows what the consequences will be if you eat it, so the best option is not to eat it.
But if you don't want to eat... someone tried to put down his chopsticks. As soon as he moved his hand, the eyes of the couple were glued to his hand.
Eyes that were wet and seemed sticky and muddy.
The human brain works quickly.
One person says it’s okay to avoid fish, but three or four people don’t? No, if you tell me this excuse... will this couple fall out?
Anyway, give it a try first.
The short-haired police officer coughed twice, and while continuing to brainstorm, he wanted to speak, but before he could speak, someone moved first.
The black-haired young man had no ability to read the air. He stretched his arm forward and hit the table with his elbow, which made a sound, attracting the attention of the couple.
Then he stretched his chopsticks straight towards the food on the table. Before the human could stop him, he took a large chopstick and put it into his mouth.
To be honest, apart from the wrong origin of this fish, it still tastes pretty good.
Baisu chewed it twice and his eyes lit up.
"It's delicious." There was only one voice on the table. Bai Su picked up one chopstick after another and said while chewing, "This... lousy fish fillet? It's cooked well."
The fish fillets are white, the gravy is golden, the color is attractive, and the smell is salty.
Seeing someone eating with chopsticks, the tense atmosphere suddenly relaxed. The expression of the middle-aged woman in charge of cooking changed, thinking that someone appreciated her craftsmanship, and a smile appeared on her face.
"Yeah, is it delicious? If it's delicious, eat more. This mullet is so plump."
The middle-aged woman laughed and served Bai Su some food.
"Eat, eat more, eat more fish."
Bai Su narrowed his eyes and responded, continuing to talk to the middle-aged woman: "Then tell me about these dishes. I didn't eat fish much before, so I can't recognize them."
"Easy to say, easy to say." The middle-aged woman smiled kindly.
The black-haired young man accepted all comers. He ate very quickly and did not even spit out the bones, which made people very worried about his throat.
The middle-aged woman asked a few questions with concern, so Bai Su spit out the fish bones several times instead.
In fact, compared to spitting out the bones, Bai Su still felt that swallowing them all was more convenient for digestion, but in order to conform to human habits, he made changes.
After a while, the plate on the table was half empty.
It seemed that it was too late for the others to stop them. Seeing that one of the couple's attention was drawn away, the officer with a short head changed the subject and began to persuade Wen Jianyuan to drink. You drank one glass at a time.
After three rounds of drinking, the middle-aged man was very drunk. On the contrary, Xia Chengyin was fine at all. There was only a slight blush on his face, which did not look like he was drunk at all.
Except for Bai Su, no one on the entire table had actually used chopsticks. The others were picking up the rice in their bowls, lowering their heads, and occasionally making eye contact.
Qi Zhuyue: Is it okay to eat Baisu like this?
Gao Tianyi: Should...? Is this how much a food broadcast host eats? It’s shocking.
Tang Nuo: Let's go back for a checkup... But we have to thank him.
Thanks to Bai Su for taking care of the entire table of fish and not letting anyone else eat this slightly unpleasant food.
The humans didn't eat much food. They barely ate until they were three-thirds full, and spent the rest of the time observing in secret.
Observe Wen Jianyuan and his wife, and also observe Bai Su.
One of the couple was drunk and talking nonsense. The middle-aged man is a typical type who starts to feel sleepy after being drunk, so he would not go crazy with alcohol. The other one had a kind face and saw that he really liked to eat the food he cooked. She even extended an invitation and asked people if they wanted to go to the backyard to see the fish, and she welcomed them to come back and eat later.
As for Baisu... The black-haired young man was eating enthusiastically, clearing one plate and then the next with a hearty smile on his face and eyes. There was no change in his appearance, especially his cheeks.
In fact, there are still changes.
Unknown to humans, the fish meat slipped from the throat into the belly, and was quickly digested in the monster's substandard organs, turning into a ball of cold energy, which instantly hit the surrounding organs.
Normally, cold energy will be integrated into a person's body and bring some bad changes to the person.
Physically, physically, mentally.
However, this energy rushed into an inhuman body. It didn't even have a chance to wreak havoc, and was swallowed up by organs that were essentially balls of white catkins.
On the outside, the black-haired young man groaned.
Facing the middle-aged woman's concerned gaze, Bai Su said, "It seems like a fish bone is stuck."
The middle-aged woman quickly said: "Take a big mouthful of rice quickly, the small fish bones should be able to be pressed down."
Bai Su responded with his mouth closed, and then, as the middle-aged woman wished, he took a big mouthful of rice.
The fish bones seemed to be squeezed and swallowed, and the black-haired young man cleared his throat, showing an expression of being saved.
There were no other problems after that, except that at the end of dinner, the middle-aged woman showed a slightly troubled look.
She realized belatedly that the entire table's food seemed to have gone into Bai Su's stomach, while the others at the table ate some rice and at most a few bites of fish side dishes.
"Are you... holding on?" the middle-aged woman asked, "Taotao, you guys don't seem to have eaten much, are you still hungry?"
The others shook their heads repeatedly, indicating that they were full and did not need another meal, while the black-haired young man stood up from the chair, showing off his flat belly.
There was no ups and downs. Even the members of the special department who were companions could not help but start thinking about where the food they had eaten went. They were even a little worried about whether it was the fish...
Bai Su didn't give humans too much time to worry, and turned his black eyes.
He looked towards the backyard and spoke bluntly: "Can you take me to see the fish in the backyard? I'm interested in...well, I want to see what these fish look like."
After hearing this, the middle-aged woman's attention immediately shifted away from the issue of whether others had enough to eat, and she also stood up.
"Okay, let's go this way." Without caring about clearing the table, the middle-aged woman led the person out of the room.
The black-haired young man turned his head and winked at the people in the room before following him away. Everyone except the drunk Wen Jianyuan saw it.
After the others left, Qi Zhuyue asked in a low voice: "Why is he blinking so that we can follow him?"
Tang Nuo glanced outside and reached out to grab the collar of Gao Tianyi who was trying to escape.
The young man wearing glasses pushed the minor back into his seat and replied: "I shouldn't follow him."
No matter how you look at it, having a group of people following you is too much of a target. You might as well stay here and take care of the dishes on this table.
"Have you brought your equipment?"
"Bring it."
The stopped young man sighed, took out a few things from his large sportswear pocket and handed them out, which were the same bags that collected the black sludge.
The three of them quickly used Xia Chengyin's obstruction and Bai Su's guidance to leave, and scraped the plate with minced fish on the table. The whole process took less than five minutes.
During this period, the plates and bowls collided, making a little harsh sound.
"Hiccup." Wen Jianyuan was startled by the voice and raised his head from his arms. He was dizzy when he saw his "niece" and her friends sitting obediently.
"Eat... eat more." The middle-aged man murmured, "Eat more fish... fish from the sea."
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As mentioned before, the structure of the house where Wen Jianyuan and his wife lived was similar to the one where Bai Su and the others settled. The entrance was into a small front yard with a tree planted in the front yard. There was a path behind the tree that led to the house along the side of the house. backyard.
And in the backyard... there are some strange things there.
They are all fish tanks. At a glance, there are transparent glass fish tanks piled up there, filled with water and fish swimming in them.
A thick and long water pipe crawled into the corner of the top tank. From the constant stirring of the pipe, it can be seen that the water is received from there.
However, the final source of the water pipe cannot be seen. The long pipe is erected on the courtyard wall, and the rear one sinks into the sea of trees and eventually disappears.
The liquid flowing out of the pipe continues to overflow from the top tank, flooding to the next level, and repeats the above process, until the liquid flows to the ground.
If there is no drainage facility in the backyard, it won’t take long for the water to flood. In reality? Walking a little further in, you can dig out leaks pointing downward all around the backyard.
I just don't know why, but there is no sound of running water coming through, as if it is isolated.
And... he seemed to know why the damp and fishy smell in this village was so strong.
Bai Su pinched his nose.
The middle-aged woman didn't step into a puddle on her own. The upper of her shoe made a squeaking sound when it came into contact with the ground. She walked to a water tank, pointed at the fish inside and told Bai Su how to cook this fish. tasty.
Bai Su followed him, hearing the middle-aged woman's whisper in his ears, while his eyes met the eyes of the fish behind the glass tank.
The fish's eyes glowed strangely, and their eyes were no longer dull, as if they were full of emotions.
The fish's mouth opens and closes, as if it is telling something.
However, the next second, the middle-aged woman who picked up the fish netting tool at the side suddenly smashed the stick into the water. As the water splashed, she accurately knocked out any fish that moved abnormally.
"Alas." The middle-aged woman sighed, "I'm sorry, these fish can be a little disobedient occasionally."
The fainted fish slowly surfaced with its belly turned over, and some red colors that were difficult to detect with the naked eye spread in the darker water color.
Before anyone could take a closer look, the middle-aged woman had already changed the topic.
"By the way, I also have very precious fish here."
The middle-aged woman mysteriously walked to the other corner of the backyard and placed a large water tank next to the same rows of glass fish tanks. It was half a person's height and had a mismatched wooden lid on it. Plumbing access.
Seeing Bai Su following him, the middle-aged woman lifted the lid.
Through the dim moonlight, Bai Su saw a long, flat, ribbon-shaped fish coiled there, its silver-gray body dotted with red backs.
When light fell in, the fish subconsciously ducked downwards, its ugly face hidden under its huge figure.
(End of chapter)
