Jiao Zuo bent over and put Master Gao into the black coffin.
This black coffin is Master Gao's "bed"!
"Woof!" The civet cat barked softly again, and then stepped on its limbs to drive away the crowd.
This is to ask everyone to leave this room and not disturb Mr. Gao’s sleep.
Song Ciwan glanced around and carefully remembered the scene in the room, especially the black coffin placed in the middle of the room. There were some patterns on the black coffin that looked very familiar to Song Ciwan.
She kept it all in mind, and then left the room with everyone.
After walking out of the east bedroom, everyone returned to the main room again.
The civet cat still chased them away, so everyone had no choice but to continue walking out.
Of course, even if the civet cat is not driven away, no one would like to stay in this room full of spiritual tablets.
Finally, the students were driven outside by the civet cat into the small courtyard, and it barked at everyone for a while.
Everyone did not understand cat language or dog language, so it was difficult to understand what the civet cat meant.
Xie Yunxiang, on the other hand, asked cautiously and tentatively: "Gouzi, do you want us to wait in the courtyard for Master to wake up?"
The civet cat purred again, and there seemed to be a satisfied expression on the cat's face.
It seems to really mean that!
After barking, it swung its tail, raised its head, and then jumped up. The cat leaned down and opened the door bolt of the courtyard door.
It jumped over the threshold and lay down outside the courtyard gate. It looked like every loyal watchdog and continued to guard the door.
For a moment, all the students in the courtyard were speechless again.
It's not that everyone didn't want to talk, it was just that everything they experienced was so weird that even though everyone was worried, they were unable to speak at this moment.
In addition, although Mr. Gao fell asleep, the civet cat outside the door seemed to be able to understand human speech.
No matter what species they are, it’s always a good idea to be more careful about the things in the treacherous realm.
Everyone had their own thoughts and looked at each other. After being quiet for a long time, Xie Yunchong suddenly said: "Master has always been tired, and now he finally fell asleep for a while. As students, we should be waiting for you. But..."
He changed his words and then asked: "Should we prepare some food for Master, so that Master will not be hungry when he wakes up?"
As soon as Xie Yunchong's words came out, some people still showed confused expressions on their faces, but some people immediately understood what he meant.
Yu Miaomiao responded instantly, her eyes lit up and she said: "That's right. Although we have to wait for Master to wake up, we can't just wait here. I can cook, thank you, senior brother, let's go find the kitchen immediately. where."
The two sang and answered each other, paying attention to the movements of the civet cat outside the courtyard gate.
The civet cat made no movement.
And the fact is, at this moment, no movement is good movement.
After all, the people who escorted Master Gao home were not really there just to send him home.
On the one hand, according to the rules of this strange world, Master Gao is the teacher, and the students are the disciples. Everyone must respect the teacher, and sending him home is the proper thing.
On the other hand, everyone actually wants to find some clues to solve the mystery in the village or at Gao Fuzi's house.
No matter how strange a formed mystery is, its underlying logic must exist.
If there is no certain logic, the ambiguity will most likely collapse on its own.
The key to breaking through the mystery is often to find the loopholes in this logic, or to find the weaknesses of this logic, or to solve the puzzle of this logic...
In short, there are many methods, and each of them cannot escape the constraints of logic.
In fact, everyone present is not stupid. Everyone understands the truth, but some people react quickly and some react slowly. Some people like to stand out, some like to take the lead, and some like to fish in troubled waters...
There are dozens of postures for a dozen people.
Song Ciwan appropriately took a back seat. She stood aside silently, everyone looked at each other, and then dispersed -
Now that they couldn't go to the main room or Master Gao's room, everyone used the excuse of looking for food to go around the other houses in the small courtyard.
There are five brick and tile rooms in this courtyard, and the remaining three rooms are the living room, kitchen in the west, and a study room in the east.
The study room on the east side is the focus of everyone's observation, and strangely, the layout of this study room appears to be very normal.
There are three rows of bookshelves that cover the top, and a carved desk. On the desk are pens, inks, paper and inkstones, and a piece of paper spread out in the middle has an unfinished "Thousand-Character Essay" written on it.
Everyone has carefully read the books on the bookshelf. Most of them are enlightenment books. The papers of these enlightenment books have been ruffled. It can be seen that the owner of the books reads them often.
What is more eye-catching is that there are a few military books placed on the top of these bookshelves.
A master who taught in a small village actually had military books in his study room!
Is this illogical confusion, or is there another mystery behind it?
These military books were carefully read several times by every student, but for a while they could not find the mystery that everyone imagined.
Later, everyone carefully searched the west living room.
The furnishings of the living room in the west room are also very "normal". There are canopy beds, Arhat couches, carved cages, tables, chairs, brocade stools and other items, all of which are complete.
Song Ciwan stared at the carvings of the box carefully for a few times. Jiao Zuo walked beside her and asked her quietly: "Brother Xin, do you see anything?"
Song Ciwan said softly: "The patterns on these cages are very similar to the patterns on the black coffin over there, and they all look familiar to me. However, I can't remember where I have seen these patterns before. .”
It's not that she has a bad memory, it's that there always seems to be a lot of fog in front of her, trying to obscure her perception and memory.
Jiao Zuo was suddenly startled and murmured: "Brother Xin, do you think these patterns look familiar? It's strange, I also think they look familiar..."
Does Jiao Zuo also think it looks familiar?
Song Ciwan looked at him, and both of them saw a similar solemnity and doubt in each other's eyes.
At this time, Yu Miaomiao found rice noodles and vegetables in the kitchen.
I heard Yu Miaomiao's voice happily saying: "Great, I'll make vegetable porridge for Master!"
Outside, the civet cat suddenly started to meow.
Just when everyone was shocked, an old and rough female voice sounded outside the courtyard.
This voice is familiar to everyone. It seems to be the voice of the white-haired woman whom I met by the river.
She shouted happily from afar: "Hey, dog, the gatekeeper is here! What a good dog! Come on, come on, come and see what I have brought you? This is a meat pie! Eat it quickly, come quickly eat!"
Cihuamao: "Woof!"
It yelled several times, and the white-haired woman advised again: "Good dog, you should be hungry too. Eat quickly. Only when you eat will you have the strength to guard your master, right?"
After some persuasion, the civet cat stopped barking, and the white-haired woman said with a smile in her voice: "Okay, that's great. Hey, don't be in a hurry, good dog, I'll give you these cakes. Eat them, eat them quickly." Bar!"
The civet cat actually ate the cake brought by the white-haired woman!
(End of chapter)
