Previously, it was said that Abu was a being between humans and monsters. Song Yiyuan only thought that "Abu" had been trained by the villagers and was domesticated like a domestic dog.
He never thought about the connection between Abu and people...
Mo Qing's sudden speculation made Song Yiyuan's hair stand on end.
Especially when he thought about Abu's physical features, he became more and more frightened, and goosebumps appeared all over his body.
He couldn't help but rub his arms.
"You mean," Song Yiyuan swallowed, and felt his mood suddenly sink to the bottom, "Abu, and those monsters around the village...may be human beings?"
When he mentioned the word "people", Song Yiyuan's eyelids couldn't help but jump.
Seeing Song Yiyuan's stiff and weird expression, Mo Qing was puzzled: "Why are you so nervous? I'm just guessing."
"...The problem is that your guess opens up a new angle. Maybe it's really possible!"
"Then wait until it's confirmed before getting nervous." Mo Qingxin said very loudly, "Now is the brainstorming stage. It doesn't make much sense to rush into emotions in such a hurry."
"..."
Song Yiyuan was speechless.
After thinking about it carefully, I felt that what Mo Qing said made sense.
Song Yiyuan couldn't help but sigh.
"It will be dawn in half an hour." Mo Qing glanced at the time displayed on his phone, "You make porridge first, and as soon as it gets bright, we will go to the village for a walk."
"Oh, okay." Song Yiyuan nodded, then asked, "When will Jiang Ke come?"
"..."
Mo Qing touched the tip of his nose.
After a while, she said: "He is waiting outside."
Hope it is really "responsive".
Mo Qing thought so.
If Jiang Ke really encounters these monsters...
This idea was a bit dangerous, so Mo Qing suppressed it in time.
"become."
Song Yiyuan didn't think much about it.
The reason why he got up so early to make porridge was that Song Yiyuan couldn't sleep at night and was counting the seconds until dawn. He couldn't stand it any longer, so he decided to get something to eat.
When Mo Qing came, Song Yiyuan's nerves relaxed. Halfway through the porridge, he leaned his head on the bamboo chair and fell asleep.
Mo Qing walked around the room and came out. When he saw Song Yiyuan sleeping in a mess, he didn't wake him up. He moved a small wooden stool and sat in front of the earthen stove, adding firewood to the stove that was about to go out.
After adding two sticks, Mo Qing noticed that there was a small pile of firewood neatly stacked next to the stove.
The firewood is all chopped.
Judging from the dryness and humidity, these firewood should be quite old.
While Mo Qing was cooking porridge, he couldn't help but frown when he thought of all the weird situations in Xiwu Village.
Xiwu Village can only be found in the poisonous fog through the map on the Jiuyun fragment.
Xiwu Village has existed for a long time, spanning many dynasties. It is isolated from the world and will not be disturbed. It is like a "Peach Blossom Spring", but what kind of people are they?
How do you live?
What is going on with the monster outside the village? Is it a brand new species in nature, or is it man-made?
Have the last people in the village left, or are they completely gone?
Chi Shi seemed to know something. Did he recover his memory? But if that was the case, why didn't he tell him directly and disappeared after arriving at Xiwu Village?
at last--
Chi Shi made every step of the way, arranging for her to come to Xiwu Village, and New World's purpose of finding ways to enter Xiwu Village... what exactly was it?
There were too many questions and mysteries, and Mo Qing could not find a reasonable line to connect all the clues.
"呲呲呲——"
The pressure cooker cap suddenly buzzed.
Mo Qing's thoughts were interrupted.
She glanced at the pressure cooker and took out two pieces of wood that were burning brightly in the earthen stove to prevent the porridge in the pressure cooker from being burnt due to too much fire.
"Bang!"
"Ouch."
Accompanied by the sound of chairs and people falling heavily to the ground, Song Yiyuan was woken up and let out a cry of surprise.
He hissed, raised his hand and rubbed the back of his head, then looked at his surroundings with half-squinted eyes. It took him a few seconds to realize where he was.
He got up and picked up the chair: "I accidentally fell asleep."
Mo Qing said: "The porridge will be ready soon. Go get the bowls and chopsticks."
"Um."
Song Yiyuan yawned and wandered to the side entrance. Suddenly he remembered something, raised his hand to hold the door frame and turned around.
"It's too dark in there, I need kerosene-"
Before he finished speaking, Song Yiyuan suddenly realized something was wrong and his whole body became tense.
He stiffly turned his head back a little bit.
Then,
He met a pair of scarlet and unfamiliar eyes.
The moment he reacted, Song Yiyuan felt his heart had stopped. His body's conditioned reflexes were still there, and his head tilted back before his brain could process the information.
Only two centimeters difference.
A hand with sharp nails passed before his eyes.
Song Yiyuan could even imagine the bloody scene when nails pierced his brain.
!!
Song Yiyuan, who was lucky enough to escape, quickly retreated. When he was about to call Mo Qing for help, Mo Qing had already dodged over and fought against the monster that appeared in the house at an unknown time.
"Boom!"
"Hula——"
The monster swung its legs and completely wiped out half of the earthen stove. The pressure cooker placed on top of it fell directly into the fire, and its hat was still making a "beep-beep-" sound.
"Ah ah ah, my porridge——"
Song Yiyuan's blood flowed all over his body.
He clenched his fists and roared: "Mo Qing, beat it! Hard!"
Mo Qing: "..."
She wanted to slap this monster on him so hard that he would shut up.
