I Just Want To Be Quiet

After the door was closed, the light in the room suddenly dimmed.

Of course, this has no effect on the monks.

Shi Wanli wandered around and saw a few pieces of obsolete furniture in the front room, besides the normal tables and chairs, there was also a special small chair.

On the open space next to the tables and chairs, there is a rough-worked wooden horse.

The wooden horse was painted with red, red, green and green paint. It was the kind of color that looked rather tacky, but children would like it. On the horse's neck, there was also a small faded bell.

Not far away, there is also a set of tangrams and nine-links.

Obviously, this family has children.

Shi Wanli frowned slightly, because he didn't sense any vitality.

After thinking, he walked into the kitchen next door. This is a common farm kitchen. The most conspicuous and occupied kitchen is a black, black, yellow, and yellow earthen stove that has been smoked.

The earthen stove has two pots, both of which are now covered with wooden lids.

Shi Wanli reached out and explored near the edge of the pot, and found that the remaining temperature was still there. This stove had just burned something.

He pondered, and took the lid of the pot in the air, but there was nothing in the pot.

So he turned to the back and looked inside the stove.

In the stove, the dust has accumulated on the stove, and it seems that no one has picked it for a long time.

And beside the stove mouth, some firewood was neatly stacked.

Shi Wanli carefully observed the ash, and always felt that something was wrong?

He turned around groaningly and looked at other things. In addition to the earthen stove, there is a huge water tank in the kitchen, a black, black, yellow and yellow cupboard that is also smoked, and several bamboo baskets hanging from the beams of the house.

There is still about half a tank of water in the tank, and there are several finger-length fish at the bottom, seeming to perceive the movement of strangers, and they are swimming quickly.

Shi Wanli discovered that these swimming fish... had no eyes.

Blind fish is actually not a rare thing. If the eyes of fish and shrimps degenerate without seeing the sky all year round, they will change from normal aquariums to blind fish and shrimps. Raising fish in aquariums is also a common practice in the countryside. After all, mortals don't have any quick means to check drinking water, and raise several fish and shrimps. It is also a kind of ingenuity to judge the water quality by observing the survival of fish and shrimps.

But Sang Village is adjacent to the river. It is said that the most convenient fish in this tank is to catch it from the river. In that case, how could it be a blind fish?

Is the river water in the village connected to the groundwater?

Shi Wanli pondered, and checked the cupboard and bamboo basket.

The cupboard opened to the door, five floors above and below, but only three sets of dishes and chopsticks were placed, which looked empty.

And in those bamboo baskets, there are some whole grains and trivial things, nothing special.

Walking out of the kitchen, Shi Wanli entered the back room.

The house here is actually a bedroom, with two beds placed in the front, one large and one small.

The big bed is obviously a double bedding for couples. At this moment, the bedding on it is neatly stacked, without any traces of lying down.

There are fences around the crib, seemingly to prevent children from rolling down naughty. The bedding was also stacked, and there was a faded rattle beside the pillow.

Obviously, this is a family of three.

And judging from various details, the family atmosphere is quite warm, and the parents love their children very much.

Shi Wanli furrowed his brows tighter, and immediately, he saw a door in the corner leading to the backyard.

Just stepping out of this door, in the open courtyard facing you, you saw three coffins displayed one after another.

This caused Shi Wan's inner color to change slightly, and he immediately stepped forward and opened the lid of the coffin for inspection.

Soon, his expression changed drastically. Among the three coffins, lying in turn were a man, a woman, two adults, and a little girl about four or five years old!

The husband and wife, and one child...

A family of three died!

No wonder no one opened the door for him just now!

Immediately afterwards, Shi Wanli suddenly thought of something and rushed outside the house without hesitation.

As soon as he made a move, he felt his face sticky, and he reached out his hand to touch it, and the blood was dripping with it.

Whoosh!

Shi Wanli's heart trembled, but he did not dare to stop at all, dragging several afterimages behind him, and in an instant, he rushed out of the old Xu's house.

However, although he has left the vacant room, his current situation has not improved at all.

Blood was constantly flowing out of his seven orifices, and the whole person was instantly like a blood man.

Soon, an invisible blade cut off Shi Wanli's head and rolled his head towards the empty house...

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In front of a low hut.

Ruan Zhi and Zhang Jing looked at the old man who was weaving bamboo baskets in front of the house, and asked, "This old man, I waited for the first time to come to your place, but didn't know when your village had it?"

The old man looked up at them, kept his hands in his hands, and shook his head and said: "Long ago, long ago, long ago. As for the specific time. There are no years in the countryside, but it's not clear."

Ruan Zhi and Zhang Jing looked at each other, and the eyebrows were slightly frowned.

They have asked a lot of villagers, and all the answers are the same, and they have not made any substantial progress until now.

"Old man, what about ten years ago?" Zhang Jing asked unwillingly, "Ten years ago, were you here?"

Ten years ago, it was the time when the heavenly way of building foundations appeared.

At that time, there were no mortals on this floating island...

Thinking of this, Ruan Zhi couldn't help showing some expectation, hoping that this question would be rewarded.

But seeing the old man arranging the basket with **** skills, he said casually: "Ten years ago? Of course I was here ten years ago. We, generations to generations are here."

How can this be!

Is this floating island just the same as the one ten years ago, but not the same?

"I don't know if Senior Sister Chu and Senior Sister Zhong have any gains?" As the next question was no result, the two had to turn around and leave. After walking some distance, Ruan Zhi couldn't help but say.

Zhang Jing nodded, and then said: "I'll ask a few more questions. Once the agreed time is up, I will return to the house where I am staying to meet, so as not to worry about Senior Sister Qiao when she goes back."

Ruan Zhi should say: "Okay."

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Private houses in Linhe.

This is a rare tiled house in the village, and it looks extraordinarily magnificent against the surrounding low thatched huts.

Chu Hanbei and Zhong Shizhu sat cautiously in the main hall, looking around calmly.

Sitting on the main seat was an old woman with a wrinkled face and a gloomy look.

"In the countryside, there is only crude tea. I am neglecting the nobles." The old woman said weakly. At the hands of the second woman, there were two cups of tea that she had just brewed.

In the crude pottery bowl, large tracts of crude tea leaves, indeed without any humility, are the worst kind of tea.

However, this village is weird. Although Chu Hanbei and Zhong Shizhu didn’t look down on crude tea, they didn’t dare to touch their lips. Hearing these words, they continued to say something serious: "Old man, what you mean is, as long as we promise to mourn with you tomorrow, you will tell The origin of our village?"

"Yes." The old woman nodded slightly and said, "But to accompany the old man to cry in mourning, you need four people, and you must all be virgins. Only you two are half the difference."

Hearing this, Chu Hanbei and Zhong Shizhu looked at each other, and calculated that they were still virgins without personnel.

In addition to Ruan Zhi and Zhang Jing, four of them are just enough.

Thinking of this, Chu Hanbei said: "Okay, we will find people for you, but when will you tell us the origin of the village?"

The old woman said: "Tomorrow's funeral begins. You dress lightly and come and find me. I will tell you when the time comes."

Therefore, after Chu Hanbei and Zhong Shizhu responded, they left soon to find Ruan Zhi and Zhang Jing.