"You're stupid, I let you do it because I love you. In order to exercise your body's flexibility, everyone can do a backflip in the future. That would be great." Huicong snickered in his heart but disapproved.
Anyway, in his eyes, they are free and interesting labor force. How can they live up to this gift from God without going through several reincarnations?
Hui Cong was having fun in the dyeing workshop.
Datong and Haitang went to the guild hall.
Along the way, the two of them never figured out where everyone had gone.
When I arrived at the clubhouse, I wanted to open the door and go in, but what I saw was that the door was tightly closed.
The door was covered with countless layers of spiders, and it looked like it hadn't been opened for a long time. The lock was rusty, and even if there was a key, it might not be possible to open it.
Datong jumped over the wall and entered the courtyard of the guild hall to take a look.
Everything here is as before. He and Haitang were almost the same when they left. There was even tea in the cup, but it had dried up and turned into tea marks.
Everything else is the same as before, the layout and details have not changed at all, except for a thick layer of dust.
Seeing these, Datong really feels like time has stood still.
A year later, where had everyone gone? Although I knew they were not here, I still didn’t want to prevent the discovery of the dried corpse. I searched the kitchen and dormitory behind. Mr. Zhang was not there, Lulu was not there, and Leng Zhiqiu was not there.
Not here...
This is probably an occupational disease left over from being a county magistrate.
Datong jumped out of the courtyard wall and shook his head at Haitang.
Haitang understood the meaning. When she saw that everything was wrong at home, she felt that there would be no peace in the guild hall.
It was just as I expected.
"The question now is, where did they all go? Why did they suddenly evaporate? Was it active or passive? There was not even a trace left behind." Haitang said.
"I very much agree with you. In my opinion, it's passive. There is still half a long-haired chicken leg on the table in Lulu's room. It has been dried and there are traces of being gnawed by mice. It looks like it has been there for a long time.
It has been for at least half a year. With Lulu's food-loving personality, unless something unavoidable happens, she will not waste half a chicken leg like this, especially meat, which is his favorite.
.So, I infer that it is passive. Supporting my view are the residences of Mr. Zhang and Leng Zhiqiu. A girl like Leng Zhiqiu should be neat and tidy, but her bed has not been tidied yet, as if she had just woken up.
Mr. Zhang also looked like he was leaving in a hurry. He didn't take anything he loved with him. This is not his style, especially the sachet that the mute girl embroidered for him." Datong said.
Haitang also supports Datong's view, that is, what happened this year!
Haitang and Datong worked separately and visited the neighbors around the guild hall. The information they got was the same. That is, the place closed overnight without knowing what happened. There was no notice or notice, and people suddenly
It disappeared and has been like this for ** months.
The information I got from neighbors was limited. One neighbor said that Leng Zhiqiu also asked her to go shopping, but she didn't come. Every time Leng Zhiqiu never failed to make an appointment...
This also corroborates Datong’s inference.
Later, Haitang and Datong went to Mr. Zhang's house. Maybe there was news about Mr. Zhang. After all, the Zhang family was famous.