Cheng Miao glanced at Fang Jing. She didn't mean anything else. She was just wondering how this person lived until now.
Her companion Ma Yang stood not far away and rolled his eyes, looking down on Fang Jing's behavior.
Another tall and thin man named Kong Fan stood next to Ma Yang, also looking disdainful.
Only the man named Zhu Cong who helped Fang Jing carry her backpack stood silently behind Fang Jing.
Zhu Cong looked tall and tall, with a simple and honest face. He seemed to be taciturn. He was still carrying Fang Jing's bag in his hand.
It seems that this team is not of the same mind.
Unexpectedly, Cheng Miao's eyes saw a punch in Zhu Cong's hand.
Zhu Cong's lower body is quite stable, his knuckles are thick and strong, and his fist rings are shining with cold light.
Cheng Miao understood that although this Fang Jing's IQ was worrying, this Zhu Cong was definitely a powerful veteran player.
Qiudong ignored Fang Jing who was talking to him. He looked up at the sky. It was almost three or four o'clock. If he wanted to eat, he would start preparing.
Qin Musong pondered for a moment, then turned around and told Lin Zhu, "You stay and help me. Miaomiao, take Jiajia and Qiudong out for a walk."
Qin Musong was the cook at the hotel before. Qin Musong was a soldier and a good family man, so he was really good at cooking.
Cheng Miao didn't show any pretense. He nodded and thanked Qin Musong and Lin Zhu, and planned to go out and take a look.
"Sister Miaomiao, can we follow Brother Qin?" Cheng Miao turned around and saw Xiao Freckles standing a little stiffly not far away, while Yang Ke beside her moved to Qin Musong's side.
The meaning is very clear, let's help out, can you give us some food?
Qin Musong patted Yang Ke on the shoulder. He lost an arm in the apartment copy because of Su Yang.
At that time, Yang Ke helped him out without saying anything.
Not to mention the little freckles, she memorized the person from Tan Tao School.
He liked both of them quite a lot.
"You stay here and do the work. Little girl, don't stay in the kitchen, it's very smokey. Follow Miaomiao and the others out to take a look." Qin Musong was already picking through the firewood pile.
The small branches used to build the structure and the firewood that needed to be split to make the main fire were neatly separated by him.
When Xiao Freckles saw what Qin Musong said, his eyes lit up and he ran to Cheng Miao's side, pursed his lips and smiled.
Although Yang Ke looked like a young student, he was not pretentious at all when he worked. He rolled up his sleeves and carried the branches to the kitchen.
"Brother Qin, I know how to make a fire. I'll do it first. You can guide me later."
Qin Musong nodded and asked Lin Zhu to hold the firewood in place. He picked up the ax in the corner and tried the feel by shaking it.
This kind of chopping firewood at close range scared the other players, and Fang Jing even hid behind Zhu Cong.
But Lin Zhu had 100% trust in Qin Musong. He held the firewood carefully without blinking.
Qin Musong turned the ax twice in his hand and split the firewood from the middle accurately and neatly.
Cheng Miao led the three of them out of the courtyard. From the corner of his eye, he saw the two brothers and sisters Tan Ge Tan Wu and Miao Jie Chang Qing also coming out.
Zu Gehan remained silent and did not immediately attack Shi Biao after entering the dungeon.
He even moved around and left on his own.
Shi Biao looked at Zu Gehan's back and his expression changed for a while, then he also rushed in the opposite direction.
Cheng Miao first went to the village chief's house where Lezi lived. It was indeed very remote and separated from the surrounding houses by some distance.
Lezi's house was just a mud-brick house with a hole in one corner. There were bowls on the floor that he had eaten a few days ago. They were not washed and were just left in a haphazard manner.
Little Freckles stretched out her head and ran back to report, "Sister Miaomiao, there is no one in the house."
Cheng Miao was not surprised. Since the village chief said that leprous would wander around, the possibility of them finding him as soon as they arrived was very small.
There was an aunt passing by. When she saw Cheng Miao and the others, she smiled and said hello, "You guys are looking for a leper. Where did that guy go? I sent him a meal yesterday and he wasn't even here."
Cheng Miao stepped forward and asked auntie, "Auntie, do you come to deliver food to him every day?"
The aunt clapped her hands and said, "No way, our whole village takes turns. The leper got sick, and he said that the tree god appeared and he survived. He didn't marry a wife at such an old age, and he still had some brain problems. The neighbors in the street Take more care of me.”
Cheng Miao's eyebrows twitched and she tried to keep her expression unchanged, "I heard from the village chief that the tree god is not a queen. Why do you say she is a master?"
The aunt laughed heartily after hearing Cheng Miao's words, "Hey, there are thousands of tree gods, and everyone has a different tree god. Little girl, are you here to conduct some investigation?"
Cheng Miao was particularly well-liked by her elders. She nodded and smiled more cordially, "We are here to study the tree god culture. We find it very magical."
When she heard that she was interested in the tree god culture, the aunt became even more enthusiastic. She pulled Cheng Miao to stand by the roadside and started chatting.
"Since you are interested in the tree god, you should know that we have a saying about tree gods getting married, right?"
Cheng Miao nodded, showing some hesitation, "I heard that people who get married will die..."
"This is not death, this is a kind of relief." The fine lines at the corners of the aunt's eyes became deeper because of her smile, "You know that those who can be married by the tree god are terminally ill."
"The tree god married them in order to bring them relief. In our small village, we don't have any medical conditions. We have serious diseases, and everyone hopes to be favored by the tree god."
"At least I can leave without pain." The aunt sighed, her eyes red.
Cheng Miao probed her head, "Do you know how to get married?"
The aunt's thoughts seemed to be drifting away, and it took her a while to come back to her senses. "My eldest son was married by the tree god. At that time, he coughed so badly that he even coughed up blood."
"My wife carried him on his back for several days on the mountain road to the town. The doctor said he couldn't be cured and had to go home and wait for death."
"Then a few days later in the morning, I found that the boss had a grass ring on his hand. He looked much better and had a smile on his face."
"He just didn't talk and just sat in the house. The next night, no one was there."
The aunt wiped her eyes with her hands, "Although I couldn't bear to leave, I didn't hear him cough that day, and he seemed to feel much better. Who the mother can bear to see her child suffer."
Cheng Miao whispered "My condolences and I will accept the change", and when the aunt calmed down, she invited Cheng Miao to her home for dinner.
Cheng Miao politely refused, and after the aunt left, she wandered around the village for a while.
Shushan Village is very different from the village in the Lantern dungeon. The harmony emanating from within cannot be deceived. The villagers are really happy.
The village is not big, probably about a hundred people. Guessing that it was almost time, Cheng Miao and others walked back.
As soon as she entered the door, she heard Fang Jing's sharp voice due to dissatisfaction, "We are all players in the same dungeon. Since you are cooking, why can't you just share it with a few more people!"
