At this moment, there was a light knock on the door, Han Sanqian responded, and Wang Simin walked in dejectedly, holding a bowl of porridge in her hand.
Knowing that Han Sanqian was seriously injured and had been walking for several days, Wang Simin asked the waiter to make some porridge to replenish Han Sanqian's health.
Han Sanqian looked at her appearance, completely different from when she went out just now, and suddenly said strangely: "What's wrong? Didn't you go shopping with Xiaotao? Are you back so early?"
Speaking of this, Wang Simin pouted loudly, and her whole body was like a deflated rubber ball. She sat down on the table and put down the porridge in her hand: "Don't mention it, I'm almost mad."
Xiaotao followed closely behind, picked up the porridge that Wang Simin put on the table, handed it to Han Sanqian gently, and explained with a soft smile: "Sister Simin wants to go shopping, but I don't know why, everything on the street is..."
No."
Han Sanqian smiled slightly. At this time, a gust of cold wind came. Han Sanqian subconsciously got up and closed the window. He saw that although the night downstairs was only slightly dark, there was no one on the lively street in the afternoon. Every house
Not even a single light was turned on in each household, and the entire village was completely plunged into darkness.
"Do the people in this village rest so early?" Han Sanqian asked.
No wonder it was so quiet just now, but Han Sanqian always felt that the quietness now was different from the quietness he felt when he fell into concentration just now.
It was indeed quiet now, but just now, it was simply a kind of deathly silence.
"Who knows, there aren't even any ghosts." Wang Simin was very angry when she said that. The good mood she originally wanted to go shopping was ruined.
They just had a meal and dressed up a little. The streets that were so busy before were suddenly deserted after nightfall.
Han Sanqian smiled and said: "Anyway, I have been quite tired from traveling in the past two days, so let's take a rest early." After saying that, Han Sanqian finished the porridge and put the bowl back gently.
"I'll help you fill another bowl." After taking the bowl, Xiao Tao went out again.
But just for a moment, Xiao Tao ran back embarrassedly. The bowl in her hand was empty. She glanced at Han Sanqian sheepishly: "The store owner is asleep."
"Wasn't the waiter still busy just now? When we came back, half of the tables in the inn were not cleared. We just spent so little time talking, but he cleared them so quickly?" Wang Simin said, not quite sure.
He glanced at Xiao Tao with faith, stood up, took the bowl from Xiao Tao's hand, and walked towards the stairs without believing anything.
When she came to the stairs, the lights in the inn lobby on the first floor had already been turned off and people left. It was dark and empty, which made people feel a little panicked.
She shook her head, puzzled, got up and went back to the house.
"It's strange, there really is no one." Wang Simin touched her forehead, her head filled with questions. She walked into the room, sat down again, and suddenly looked at Han Sanqian and said: "Han Sanqian, do you feel
Is this village so weird? What time is it? Everyone has gone to sleep."
Han Sanqian did find it strange, but he did not delve into it. After all, in this small village, the folk customs may be simple and simple. It is normal to work at sunrise and rest at sunset. He smiled and said: "You think everyone has the same energy as you."
There is plenty of money. People rely on physical strength to support their families. Unlike a eldest lady like you, you don’t have to worry about anything anyway."
"You..." Wang Simin was so stunned by Han Sanqian's words that she didn't know how to reply.
"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you. I'm going back."
After Wang Simin left, Xiao Tao never left. Instead, she stood quietly beside Han Sanqian. Han Sanqian smiled: "What's wrong?"
"Mr. Han, actually... Miss Simin is right, Xiao Tao... Xiao Tao also thinks this village is weird, and... and..." Xiao Tao looked around in fear and did not dare to say anything.
Han Sanqian smiled and said, "And what?"
"And...and I always feel as if someone is secretly watching us."
Han Sanqian's back was a little chilled by her words. He was not afraid of ghosts, after all, he had never seen anything? However, the environment here did always have a gloomy and cold feeling, but Han Sanqian's doors and windows were closed.
's tight.
"Okay, stop thinking so wildly," Han Sanqian comforted.
When Xiao Tao heard this, she hesitated to speak. She moved two steps and finally looked at Han Sanqian eagerly: "But...but I'm really scared. Mr. Han, Xiao Tao...Xiao Tao has something wrong with him."
Please give me love."
Han Sanqian said: "Just tell me."
"Xiao Tao...can I stay in your room?" After saying this, Xiao Tao lowered her head and her face turned red and hot.
She also knew that there was no clear distinction between men and women, and it was even more harmful for a man and a woman to live together. But she didn't know why, since arriving in this village, especially after nightfall, Xiao Tao felt that she was in a trance, and she was extremely scared inside.
She really didn't want to say this unless she had to.
She thought that Han Sanqian would probably reject her, but Han Sanqian just smiled: "Okay, then you sleep on my bed and I'll sleep on the table."
The fundamental reason why Han Sanqian did not refuse Xiaotao was that Xiaotao was a descendant of Pangu, and Han Sanqian did not want anything to happen to her. The other reason was that Xiaotao had taken good care of Han Sanqian along the way, so Xiaotao needed help.
Yes, Han Sanqian will naturally not refuse.
After Xiao Tao fell asleep, Han Sanqian once again entered into meditation practice. As soon as he entered meditation, the deathly silence emerged again.
In the middle of the night, Xiao Tao was sweating profusely on the bed, her eyebrows were furrowed, and her red lips were biting lightly.
She had a long dream. In the dream, everything was so beautiful, the sun was shining brightly, the mountains and rivers were beautiful, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant. There were people busy and shouting on the mountain terraces. She also saw her parents.
I also saw the waiter who was in the house today. They were sitting under the peach blossom tree that had appeared before, chatting and laughing, while she was happily picking up the fallen peach blossom petals on the ground.
But when she picked up the peach blossom and happily looked back for her parents, she suddenly found that her parents and a group of villagers sitting under the tree had all lost their heads. She looked up in fear and saw that there was a peach blossom hanging on the tree.
The smiling heads were looking at her with smiles on their faces.
"Ah!!" Xiao Tao suddenly woke up from her dream. At this time, it was already dawn outside the house, and the hustle and bustle of yesterday had resumed on the street downstairs.
Han Sanqian stood at the window and saw Xiaotao waking up. He smiled softly: "What's wrong? Are you having a nightmare? You're sweating profusely. Go wash your face. Master asked us to get ready to go."
"Where to go?" Xiao Tao asked doubtfully.
Han Sanqian smiled and said nothing, got up and left the room.
