Nightmare Attack

"Let's go," Pei Gan stood up with a gloomy face, "Go and have a look at another house."

The two houses are not far apart, about 15 meters apart. Thanks to the dark man raising the stove in the other room, there is a warm feeling as soon as he enters the door.

This made everyone feel relieved to some extent.

After a brief inspection, the layout inside is roughly the same, with a small hall in the middle and a bedroom on the east and west sides.

Other than that, nothing strange was found.

"We" Jiang Zhongyi's tone paused, "Are we going to sleep here tonight?"

Pei Gan looked around, especially standing at the door. He looked outside for a long time and suddenly said, "Sleep separately tonight. Four of us will live here, and the other four will go back to sleep."

Hearing this, Jiang Zhongyi even suspected that there was something wrong with his ears. Just now he was saying that there was something wrong here and that there might be danger at night. Why now?

Zhou Rong's face was cold. His radical attitude often clashed with Pei Qian's, but on this matter, they both had the same view. He nodded and said: "I agree with Mr. Pei's view."

"Look," Zhou Rong pointed to the door, "You can see the front yard from here, and you can also observe another room from this direction."

"And from the other room you can see the backyard and the building," Zhou Rong stared at the largest building in the courtyard.

The reason why we don’t use the word house to describe it is because it is too big, twice as big as the two houses put together.

Now it stands alone on the west side, melting into a black shadow in the dark night.

And this shadow brings everyone inexplicable uneasiness.

"We live in these two rooms separately, and keep someone in each room to keep vigil. This way, the view will be much better, and we can be alerted as soon as possible in case of emergencies." Zhou Rong said, staring at the shadow.

What he said sounded reasonable.

"Gululu——"

A hasty and somewhat embarrassed voice sounded from behind.

Everyone turned around and saw Chen Xiaomeng, who was at the end, squinting to the right in embarrassment, as if the sound just now had nothing to do with her.

No wonder, after walking for most of the day on the mountain road and only having a few mouthfuls of porridge in the morning, it was hard for her to endure it until now. Most people looked at her kindly.

Only

Pulling open the Benfu that was blocking him, Jiang Cheng came to Chen Xiaomeng in a hurry, blinked and asked, "Long'er, are you hungry? Do you need Ping'er to find you something to eat?"

Chen Xiaomeng got annoyed just looking at him. She gritted her teeth and whispered, "Go away, I won't eat your food even if I starve to death."

"Oh~~" Jiang Cheng straightened up and took out the sweet potatoes from his bulging clothes very naturally. He nodded and replied, "That's it, then I'll be relieved."

The others were shocked when they saw the sweet potatoes that Jiang Cheng took out one by one. They couldn't figure out how Jiang Cheng hid them in his clothes and carried them all the time.

But when there are sweet potatoes to eat, who cares about those?

Everyone sat in a circle and watched eagerly as Jiang Cheng arranged the sweet potatoes one by one and placed them on the edge of the stove to roast.

There are eight sweet potatoes in total, some are big and some are small, but they all look very delicious.

After walking on the mountain road for a day, they stopped thinking after smelling the aroma of sweet potatoes.

At this time, Benfu, who had a clear mind, even came up with the idea of ​​whether a ghost would suddenly appear and steal their sweet potatoes.

But fortunately, his worries disappeared as the fragrant sweet potatoes came out of the oven.

Even the painter Pei Qian, who had always been mature and prudent, swallowed a few big mouthfuls of saliva unconsciously.

Everyone resisted the urge to grab the sweet potatoes and waited for Jiang Cheng to distribute the sweet potatoes.

After all, sweet potatoes are taken at risk, not stolen.

Jiang Cheng found a relatively clean piece of cloth, wrapped it around his hand, quickly picked up a sweet potato, and gently broke it into pieces. The inside was full of golden color.

Zhou Rong's throat rolled hard. He had never thought sweet potatoes were so delicious.

"Mr. Pei," Jiang Cheng smiled and handed the sweet potato over, "This is yours."

Pei Qian was stunned for a moment, then stood up quickly, accepted the hard-won sweet potato with great courtesy, nodded and said, "Thank you, Mr. Yin."

"polite."

Then in order, Jiang Cheng handed out the sweet potatoes one by one.

"Thank you, Mr. Yin," Li Lu thanked her sincerely, and then took the sweet potato in her hand.

Now there are three sweet potatoes left, the biggest one belongs to me, and two smaller ones, the roasted flesh is almost melting.

There are two left, Yu Man and Chen Xiaomeng, who have not received sweet potatoes.

At this moment, perhaps due to the influence of the sweet potato aroma, Chen Xiaomeng's stomach growled more and more fiercely, but she still stubbornly turned her head away without looking at Jiang Cheng or saying a word.

"There are two sweet potatoes left," Jiang Cheng held one in each hand, not too hot to touch, and acted very embarrassed, "One big and one small, how do I divide them up?"

"Of course we all listen to Mr. Yin's decision," Yu Man's eyes were hot and blurry, and even his words had a hint of charm, which made people think wildly.

Jiang Cheng took the opportunity to take a few more glances at Yu Man, who was sitting on the ground and exposed a little of the scenery. After a while, he said with a rosy face: "Then let's divide them according to size."

After saying that, he gave the larger sweet potato to Yu Man and left the obviously smaller one to Chen Xiaomeng.

At this moment, Chen Xiaomeng, under Li Lu's persuasion, was prepared to hold back for the time being and be the first to strangle this bastard to death when she gained strength after eating.

But just when Chen Xiaomeng was holding back her anger and preparing to imitate the ancients in bearing the humiliation and accepting the sweet potato, an unexpected scene happened.

Jiang Cheng actually retracted his hand, then divided the sweet potato, which was already small, into two, and then gave the smaller piece to himself after comparison.

"This should be enough," Jiang Cheng said, nodding.

This obviously bullying behavior did not arouse any criticism. Everyone just immersed themselves in digesting the sweet potatoes in their hands. This was in a nightmare, and the reality would not work here.

Basic etiquette, justice and shame can all be forgotten here, as long as necessary.

Everyone's only purpose is to survive.

"Okay," Zhou Rong wiped his hands, was the first to stand up from the ground, and suggested: "It's getting late, everyone should rest early."

After a tiring day, what they needed most was rest. They hadn't felt it before. Now that they had replenished some energy, the feeling of exhaustion came out all at once.

The next step is to arrange accommodation.

Just when everyone was worrying about how to arrange Jiang Cheng and Chen Xiaomeng, Chen Xiaomeng, who had finished eating the sweet potatoes and wiped her mouth, stood up.

She looked at Jiang Cheng, and her originally livid and cold face suddenly melted away. "Mr. Yin," she smiled and said affectionately, "Let's go together tonight."