The extra bowl of rice obviously belonged to Yi Qing, but the four residents of the deserted house couldn't see Yi Qing, so the matter was beyond their understanding.
Especially the woodcutter, the way he looked at the bowl of rice seemed like he had seen some kind of devil.
"What a big deal." Yu Xing looked like he didn't care very much, "Anyway, you just need to finish the food, right? Whoever is not full by then will eat the eighth bowl of rice."
The woodcutter shivered: "It's not that simple..."
Yu Xing sat down and said unintentionally when he heard the words: "Brother, you are big. I'm afraid you won't be full after one bowl. Why don't you just eat two bowls?"
Woodcutter: "No!"
Who would have thought that Miss Yun in red sat next to Yu Xing, nodded slightly, and showed a concerned expression: "Brother, just you eat it, you are the hardest worker every time, I have long felt that you are hungry
Thin."
Scholar Song also sighed: "Of course."
The woodcutter glared at them hatefully, almost looking like he was going to curse them. Even though he suppressed his temper, he still let out a sentence or two: "I do this and that every day, so you just--"
But the meal had to be finished, and the three boarders present showed no sign of being hungry. Miss Yun and Scholar Song targeted the woodcutter again, but the woodcutter had nothing to do, so a strong man reluctantly threw away the eighth bowl of rice.
He put it in front of him: "I will eat what I want!"
Everyone sat down and silently cooked in front of a table of fragrant dishes.
The child had already recovered, and despite being covered in cold sweat, he sat down with the help of the actor and started eating the rice one bite at a time.
Zhao Yijiu smelled it and found that there was no smell of ghosts or any ominous feeling from the food on the table, which meant that the food was edible.
The portions of the dishes seemed to have been calculated, and I just finished eating them.
The child put down the tachyon and wiped his mouth, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead: "I don't feel well, I'm going to bed!"
"Brother, go to bed quickly, so that you can be energetic at night." Miss Yun responded gently, and then the woodcutter and Scholar Song also got up and planned to go back to their rooms.
Miss Yun looked at Yu Xing and others for a while, then smiled: "Speaking of which, I was focusing on embroidery before and never came out to greet a few of them. I didn't expect that the three young masters who came to stay this time were so handsome, and they were all so handsome in the outside world.
A leader, right?"
"..." Zhao Yijiu didn't reply, and looked at her darkly, seeming to scan Miss Yun's skirt in a subtle way.
"I can't talk about being a leader. I am an actor in the outside world. I travel around with the theater troupe, and I have seen a lot of strange things. The child doesn't look good. He may have been frightened by the movement just now. I happen to know some calming skills.
Let’s go and see him first.” The actor waved his hand and turned around to go to the child’s house.
He knocked on the door, and soon the child opened the door and took him in.
Yu Xing didn't care about the person or the ghost. According to the room arrangement, the actor corresponded to the child, so the actor would take the initiative to contact the child.
Although the actor is disgusting...but there is a plot where the actor has been to the child's place, so there is no need to worry about it.
What he wants to pay attention to now is Miss Yun, who is taking the initiative to show her kindness.
It is true that killing people in deserted houses must require certain conditions.
This condition must be met by the residents.
In addition to the four rules the woodcutter told them at the beginning, there must be various death conditions that have not yet been triggered.
"It turns out he is a gentleman who is an opera singer. This gentleman is really an enthusiastic person." Miss Yun sighed softly, "By the way, what does this... young master do?"
As expected, she ignored Zhao Yijiu and started to talk to Yu Xing: "I have lived in this deserted place for a long time and have seen all kinds of people, but I can't guess the identity of the young master. This makes me very curious. Why don't you come to my room and have a chat?"
Narrative?"
Yu Xing happily agreed.
He really wanted to see what Miss Yun's room looked like.
Zhao Yijiu couldn't help but look at Scholar Song when he saw Miss Yun taking action.
His counterpart is Scholar Song. Why doesn’t Scholar Song come to talk to him?
According to the clues collected so far, Scholar Song should take the initiative to contact him and then gradually assimilate into his identity.
But the real situation is that the very sick Scholar Song is leaning on the table, neither talking nor moving, his brows are furrowed, and he does not know what he is hesitating about.
Zhao Yijiu: "..." Annoying.
He still remembered the task assigned by Yu Xing. They had better check all the rooms of these residents during the day.
So he took a step forward: "You need my help -"
Scholar Song frowned even more tightly, his gloomy eyes wandered back and forth on Zhao Yijiu, and he let out a violent cough: "I haven't recovered from my long illness, so I'd better rest first and say goodbye."
Zhao Yijiu fell silent.
Why didn't the other party quote scriptures and talk to him at night?
Yu Xing came over, patted him, and whispered: "You go back to your room first, Yi Qing should be waiting for you. Scholar Song is retreating in order to advance. If he doesn't come to you now, he will definitely have other excuses to approach you later."
"Master?" Miss Yun urged.
Yu Xing: "Here we come."
The two separated and walked in different directions from the yard.
As soon as Zhao Yijiu returned to his room, he found a blue figure floating above his head. The green mist was lingering, making the whole room seem like it was in a dreamland.
"Look at this." Yiqing quietly dropped a small bronze statue, Zhao Yijiu reached out to catch it and looked down.
This bronze statue is no more than the size of a palm and has been wiped very clean. It is the image of a woman with the body of a snake.
The woman has her eyes closed tightly, her long hair is disheveled, her upper body is wearing a double-breasted, wide-sleeved shirt, and her lower body is a scaly snake tail, coiled above the base of the bronze statue, which looks very sinister.
However, the ghost energy on the bronze statue is not strong and has no direct impact on people.
Zhao Yijiu: "What is this?"
"Probably a small water snake." Yiqing's tone was a little disdainful, and her face was hidden behind the mist, slightly lowering the floating height. "This is what is enshrined in the unoccupied rooms, and there are also life-size bronze statues inside.
I took this little statue from the older one."
He sneered: "The little water snake is quite majestic here, and it almost hurt me. I just threw a statue of it, and it became honest."
The fog dissipated, revealing Yiqing's dissatisfied features.
Under his left eye, there was a black bloodstain, which was repairing itself at a slow speed.
"Water snake..." Zhao Yijiu put the small bronze statue on the table, "The existence of the deserted house is to worship the water snake? So the dead people will be pushed into the well, and the well is to give sacrifices to 'it'
way."
No, it won't be that simple.
If this is the case, a life-size bronze statue is enough, and there is no need to place some smaller bronze statues next to the life-size bronze statue.
Moreover, water is only related to the story of Scholar Song, at least it has little to do with Miss Yun, not to mention the completely different reactions of the four residents when the bronze statue broke just now.
Zhao Yijiu vaguely felt that what they were seeing now was just an illusion that existed during the day, and it would be at night that more reality would emerge.