The road into the village is paved with stones, and the gaps are covered with weeds, which are knee-high and withered and yellowed due to seasonal reasons.
Walking along the road, there are scattered houses, all of which are wooden houses with a sense of age. Some houses have long since collapsed, are overgrown with weeds, and are full of desolate scenery.
Looking at it, it looks lifeless.
There was no sign of anyone.
The surroundings were still eerily silent.
As Mo Qing walked on the road into the village, she suddenly felt a biting chill. She glanced out of the corner of her eye and caught a dark shadow in the weeds beside the wall of a wooden house, but when she looked intently, the dark shadow passed by.
The speed is surprisingly fast.
Mo Qing looked stern and immediately chased after him.
Except for the road into the village, all other roads were deserted. Mo Qing shuttled among them. Because he was not familiar with the terrain, he quickly lost track of the black shadow.
"Ah--you scared me!"
At this moment, Mo Ting heard a familiar voice.
?
Confused, Mo Qing walked forward for a short distance and suddenly saw Song Yiyuan squatting in front of the door of a wooden house.
It was still dark, and there was an oil lamp for illumination.
Song Yiyuan was squatting next to a water tank washing rice, holding a pressure cooker in his hand. Except for some wrinkles and shabby clothes, there was no sign of injury. His face was white and clean, and his hair was not messed up.
He didn't know who he was talking to: "I only have this little rice left, and I can only drink porridge in the morning. I asked you... what did you do just now?"
"..."
No one responded to him.
The wooden house is a two-story building with a hall in the middle. The wooden threshold is high and wide. There are rooms on the left and right sides. On the right side, an open kitchenette is added.
In addition to an earthen stove and a large water tank, the kitchen only has a few simple items.
Mo Qing observed Song Yiyuan's mental state, and after confirming that he was still normal, he walked directly into Song Yiyuan's field of vision.
"Teacher Song." Mo Qing called.
When Leng Buding heard such a sound, Song Yiyuan was startled and almost threw the pressure cooker away.
But soon, after seeing Mo Qing's appearance clearly, the surprise turned into surprise.
"Mo Qing!"
Song Yiyuan put the pressure cooker on and stood up immediately.
"You're finally here!" He looked around and found no one else there, "Where's Jiang Ke?"
Thinking of Jiang Ke who was thrown into the camp by him, Mo Qing paused and quickly changed the subject: "He didn't come. Why are you here? Where is Chi Shi?"
After pausing for a second, she frowned again: "...who were you talking to just now?"
"I--"
Song Yiyuan looked back.
He rubbed his hands, then walked two steps inside and took out a small wooden stool: "Come on, sit down first, and I'll tell you slowly."
Mo Qing didn't move, and looked at him quietly: "Let's just say that."
The people who suddenly disappeared in the heavy fog appeared in Xiwu Village a few days later and regarded it as their own home...
This is too evil.
Mo Qing couldn't let down his guard when he couldn't be sure that there was nothing wrong with Song Yiyuan.
Song Yiyuan was stunned for a moment, then he figured it out and simply sat down: "The situation is like this..."
Song Yiyuan got stuck when he stood up.
He blinked, looked at each other with Mo Qing for a few seconds, and then spread his hands: "As soon as I woke up, I arrived at Xiwu Village."
Mo Qing's expression became even more vigilant: "Wake up?"
"Really," Song Yiyuan raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose, "I don't even know the process."
"What about Chi Shi?"
"He should have come with me, but I only met him once after waking up, and he didn't say anything. He introduced me to a friend and asked me to wait here for you to come," Song Yiyuan said.
"friend?"
Mo Qing tilted his head and saw the shadow falling from the side door.
"Yes..." Song Yiyuan nodded, a little vague, and reminded cautiously, "Let him... you may need to be mentally prepared."
Mo Qing narrowed his eyes and said decisively: "Is he the monster in the fog?"
"No no no!"
Song Yiyuan said quickly.
But soon, Song Yiyuan became entangled again: "How to say it, I can't say it's not at all."
"Mother-in-law," Mo Qing said, "call this person out."
"..."
Song Yiyuan was choked by her, and finally his eyebrows drooped, and he turned back to look at the side door.
"Abu, come out." Song Yiyuan said in a gentle tone, "She is the friend I told you about."
Mo Qing raised his eyelids: "He knows. He brought me here."
The shadow falling outside the side door moved.
Soon, the shadow came out of the darkness.
The moment Mo Qing saw it clearly, he was stunned for no reason.
It was a person who was three meters tall, with long hands and long legs, resembling a human but far exceeding the inherent human characteristics... if he could still be called that.
His skin was dry, dark and tight, he had no shoes, and his clothes were in tatters. He had facial features, but they were incompatible with human beings. The bright red blood-like eyes in his slender eyes made Mo Qing feel familiar and shudder.
.
He looked at Mo Qing, his eyes naked, curious and inquiring.
But Mo Qing could clearly feel something.
——Those are a pair of human eyes.
For a long time, Mo Qing asked slowly: "What is he?"
Song Yiyuan walked up to "Abu" and said, "Chi Shi said that he is a human. If those things outside Xiwu Village are monsters, then he is an existence between humans and monsters."
I've been a little busy these two days, so I'll update it when I get home tomorrow~
