There is something in the water tank.
Xu Ming knew it well.
The lingering smell of water lingered on the tip of his nose. The thing hadn't left yet, and even because of Xu Ming's gaze, the thing stirred even more fiercely.
To leave? Or find out?
The sound of heartbeat echoed in the empty room. Xu Ming stood there and thought for a while, then slowly took out a small cloth bag with a drawstring top from his arms, opened the mouth of the bag, and walked towards the water tank.
As he approached, the noise in the water tank became louder, water drops splashed out from the tank, and the fishy smell became more turbid, as if solidified grease was stuck in the air.
But just when Xu Ming was completely close to the water tank and standing on the edge of the water tank, the things in the water tank seemed to feel Xu Ming's movements and suddenly became quiet.
The entire space fell into deathly silence, and the only sound was the sound of water dripping.
The gap between the wooden cover and the cylinder mouth has not changed and remains at the size of two finger widths.
The light in the kitchen was slightly insufficient. Xu Ming lowered his head and looked at the gap, but he could only see a dark scene.
His heartbeat gradually synchronized with the sound of water dripping, beating rhythmically. In this suffocating silence, he felt as if he was trapped in a small space from which he could not escape.
Xu Ming tried to control his breathing, but found that every breath seemed to be fighting against this strange atmosphere.
But at this moment, the clouds moved and a beam of light entered the kitchen through the window and happened to fall on the water tank.
This sudden change made the water tank no longer a turbid black mass, so he discovered that there was a pair of lifeless and gloomy eyes hidden in the water tank.
The owner of the eyes seemed to be hidden deep in the water tank, and had been quietly observing Xu Ming for some time.
Looking at each other coldly.
Xu Ming was startled. He stared at the protruding eyes, feeling an indescribable fear and uneasiness in his heart.
He tried to see clearly the face of the owner of those eyes, but the lack of light and the reflection of the water tank made it impossible for him to recognize it.
Xu Ming clenched the bag in his hand, preparing to face the next danger.
However, when he was about to lift the wooden cover on the water tank, those eyes suddenly disappeared from the gap.
Xu Ming's heartbeat accelerated. He didn't know what the scene was like in the tank, and he didn't know if those eyes would still appear. He hesitated, but finally decided to risk it and see the contents of the tank.
He carefully opened the wooden cover, and a cold breath hit his face. But when he looked into the water tank, there was only clear, cold water, and nothing suspicious was tumbling in it.
Xu Ming was confused and was about to take a closer look.
"Have you put it away yet? It's time to go!" Zhang Rende's urging voice came from the yard.
Xu Ming could only temporarily put aside his doubts, walked out of the kitchen and returned to the yard.
An Qian watched Xu Ming approach, and she noticed something was wrong with Xu Ming's expression. It was most likely that something happened in the kitchen that kept him out for so long.
But An Qian didn't ask any more questions. With so many people out there, Xu Ming would definitely not tell the truth. Moreover, some information in the copy is very useful. If you want to know the other party's information, you must also exchange something valuable.
All the players present knew that now was not the time to talk, and no one asked Xu Ming.
Instead, Zhang Rende asked with some curiosity and concern: "Why did it take you so long to come out? What's going on in the kitchen?"
Xu Ming's eyes fell on Zhang Rende's face, and he smiled calmly: "Nothing, I just haven't seen the stove before. I was curious about the structure of the stove, so I took a look at it for a while."
"Haha, that's it." Zhang Rende agreed, "That's right. You may not have seen this thing when you live in the city. I will teach you how to use the stove to cook."
"Thank you for your hard work." Xu Ming thanked him.
Zhang Rende nodded and asked others waiting in the yard to walk out together.
There are dirt roads in the village, and as soon as you walk on them, your shoes will be stained with a layer of dirt.
As Anxi walked, pebbles jumped into her shoes and pricked the soles of her feet, forcing her to take off her shoes on the road, empty them out, put them on again and continue walking.
This action was repeated two or three times, and after it was completely exposed that An Qian was wearing the wrong color of socks today, they finally arrived at the school Zhang Rende mentioned.
It's said to be a school, but it's just a big room.
There was a blackboard hanging on the wall, and there were piles of bricks in the room with a wooden board on top to serve as a table. The children were sitting on the chairs honestly, blinking and looking at them curiously.
Standing in front of the blackboard was a female teacher with braided braids. When she saw Anxi and the others coming in, she was a little panicked and hurriedly bowed and said hello.
Zhang Rende introduced their names to the children and the teacher. The female teacher responded, then turned to the children in the classroom and said: "Students, let's not go to this class now. Let's go talk to our brothers and sisters. Get to know each other and remember to be polite.”
As soon as the children heard this, they immediately got up from their seats and spread out, two or three holding hands surrounding them.
When the two children came towards her, Anxi turned around and ran out of the classroom. She sat under the tree in the yard with her hands in her pockets, looking like she didn't love anyone.
Wu probably liked having children chattering around him because he had Damian as his cousin, so it was rare that he didn't follow Anxi.
Others were also generous, chatting with the children in the classroom, telling some stories or frantically asking them to solve a few math problems for the children.
As a result, Anxi was the only one wandering around in the yard, which was quite boring.
Anxi wandered around again, preparing to leave the yard and look around for clues to see what secrets were hidden in the village.
But as soon as she turned around, a little girl stopped her.
"Sister." The little girl held a piece of toffee in her hand, raised it high and handed it to Anxi, and said cautiously: "Don't you have any friends? Can we be friends? My name is Yuanyuan."
As her name suggests, she has round eyes. She looks at Anxi longingly and seriously, with expectation and a little fear in her eyes.
An Qian's heart trembled, thinking that it was not that easy to be a ruthless little brat, and anyone with a bit of conscience would not be immune to it.
But reason controlled the overflowing emotions. Anxi turned her head and refused: "I don't like sweets, you can eat it yourself."
"Oh..." Yuanyuan retracted her hand in disappointment, but seeing that An Qian didn't leave directly, she thought about it and plucked up the courage to talk: "Sister, can I tell you a secret? Our village... is actually protected by gods. us!"
An Qian was stunned for a moment: "Are gods protecting you?"
Seeing An Qian's confused look, Yuanyuan quickly continued: "Yes, the old people in the village said that as long as we pray to the gods, the gods will protect us and let us live a safe and happy life. Sister, you Do you believe in gods?"
Anxi shook her head: "I don't believe it."
"But it does exist in our village!" Yuanyuan said eagerly.
She pointed her finger to the west: "There is a temple at the far west end of the village. I heard from my mother that when I was very young, one night my ears hurt so much for no reason that I didn't know why. Even after seeing a doctor, it didn't work."
"The old man in the village said that I encountered a strange ghost. The doctor couldn't cure it, so I had to go to the temple to pray for blessings."
"So, my mother took me to the temple in the west end of the village. She pricked my hand and squeezed a drop of blood on the statue. She said that this would make the gods remember my smell and come to protect me."
"After that night, my ears really never hurt again!"
After Yuanyuan finished speaking, she looked at Anxi longingly, hoping that she would believe her.
But Anxi focused her attention elsewhere.
White Walkers.
Anxi had heard of this thing in previous copies. White Walkers were transformed into ghosts after their death.
I didn't expect to hear this word again in this village.
So Xu Ming had a bad look on his face when he came out of the kitchen just now. Could it be that he encountered a White Walker?
But we can't just make a decision on this matter. After all, what the child said was half true and half false. Maybe there was something else hidden in the village that was playing tricks.
"Sister?" An Qian didn't reply for a long time, and Yuanyuan called her again, "Do you believe it now? There is really a very good god in our village."
An Qian still didn't believe it, but she didn't want to destroy Yuanyuan's belief, so she simply changed the subject: "Okay, let's not talk about it. Sister, I have other things to do. You can go back and make friends with other brothers and sisters."
When Yuanyuan heard what An Qian said, she raised her head, with a little reluctance in her eyes, but she didn't dwell on it too much: "Okay, sister. I'll go back first."
Yuanyuan turned around and left, and Anxi also turned around and walked out of the school, starting to wander around the village.
She held a piece of grass in her mouth, rolled up the legs of her sweatpants, exposed her ankles, and walked with long strides, imitating the look of a gangster.
Just walking on the road, the villagers who originally wanted to come up to talk to him hesitated, but some brave villagers still stopped in front of Anxi.
"Hey, sister, why are you here?" The person who stopped her was a male villager in his late thirties.
He is neither tall nor too strong. He has thin skin and tender flesh and looks pretty good. However, he has obvious dark circles under his eyes and his body looks quite weak.
When An Qian saw a villager standing in front of her, she immediately put on a dissatisfied expression, crossed her arms, and asked the familiar male villager in front of her: "Who are you? Are we familiar? Just call me sister." ?”
"Hey, that's right, I forgot about this, I'm sorry." The male villager opposite scratched his hair and laughed innocently, "Have you met the village chief Jiang just now? He is my dad, and I sometimes help him. Help. I don’t see you wandering around here alone. I was wondering if something happened to you, so I came to ask you."
"It's nothing, I just like to be lazy." Anxi said proudly, "I just like to get something for nothing."
"This is not good." Village Chief Jiang's son advised, "No matter how hard you work, you will gain a lot. If you don't work, you won't get anything."
An Qian retorted leisurely: "Can't I just let others do it for me? You see, as long as I am shameless enough, the remaining five members of our team will have to take over my job. In fact, I It’s not called laziness, it’s called being smart.”
After hearing these logical genius' remarks, Village Chief Jiang's son didn't know what to say. He could only laugh a few times and echoed: "Yes, yes."
Anxi spat out the grass roots in her mouth and said in an impatient tone: "Do you have anything else to do? I'm going to go back to the house and lie down."
"I..." Village Chief Jiang's son was still thinking about what to say.
"What are you doing together!" A sharp voice interrupted the conversation between An Qian and Village Chief Jiang's son.
Anxi heard a rush of footsteps behind her, and the next second, she was knocked out by a brute force.
"Cough! Cough! Cough! Cough!" Anxi fell to the ground, throwing up a piece of loess, choking her and making her cough.
"Where did the vixen come from! Huh? You don't learn well at a young age, but you learn some crooked ways to seduce men, right?"
A continuous stream of curses came to my ears.
Anxi wiped a handful of dirt from her face and looked up to the opposite side.
It was a female villager who was also in her thirties, with a beautiful oval face, fair skin, and lipstick on her mouth. She maintains a good figure and wears small golden earrings on her ears. It seems that she loves beauty and cares about maintenance.
