MTL - Top Horror Novelist-Chapter 195 (1)

Scholars are full of guard against Chu Yueli.

After seeing clearly that the person who opened the door was Chu Yueli, the joy of finding someone and food quickly faded away, replaced by the fear of being promoted to the top.

The scholar's footsteps just happened to stop on the concrete floor outside the gate. Just as he lifted one foot up to make a movement, he suddenly stopped because he suddenly saw Chu Yueli. He was half suspended in the air and dared not put it down, his muscles tensed .

Regardless of whether the players who followed him knew something about Chu Yueli or not, they all realized that the atmosphere was not right at this moment, and they also became alert together.

For a while, the two sides stood in a stalemate across the gate, and neither of them took the lead.

There was always a smile on Chu Yueli's lips, as if he was still the transparent person who was not taken seriously by anyone, with a gentle temper and never taken it seriously.

But when he looked down, the light in his eyes was cold and condescending.

It seems... the six players standing outside the door are all, all dead.

Just being swept by such eyes is enough to make the player's back shudder.

What broke the deadlock was an umbrella held up.

The umbrella was painted with big red and green phoenix flowers. It looked like a wedding item, but it was old and faded, and it looked half pink and not red. Against the background of the rainstorm in the barren village, it looked a bit weird.

"What are you doing standing here? The buns are getting cold again."

The voice of the young man with some doubts, although arrogant but clear, instantly brought everyone back and forth, and suddenly felt that he was put back from the ice cave.

Chu Yueli turned sideways when he heard the sound, and looked to the side.

But before he could turn his head away, a beautiful and slender hand held a steaming big white bun and handed it to him.

"No, I brought one for you, it's still hot. Don't say I'm treating you badly."

Chu Yueli turned sideways, allowing everyone outside the door to clearly see the owner of the young voice.

All high-level players will not admit it wrong, and was once one of the shadows of many people... "Pope" Jingcha.

But on the battlefield, the "Pope" who was so mad as if the God of War had descended, and when he raised a knife in his hand, he was blood-spattered "Pope", but at this moment, in front of Chu Yueli, he was as obedient as a child next door.

Jing Cha was still dressed in the usual way, but the white blouse was stained with splashed blood, and there was even blood left on the cheeks that hadn't been washed off.

Holding the umbrella in one hand, he handed the steamed bun to Chu Yueli with the other. While talking, he was still chewing. As soon as he opened his mouth, a cloud of mist was released in the light and shadow, and the meat and shallots wafted away.

"After reuniting with Chi Yiyin, no complaints are allowed, do you hear me?"

Jingcha didn't care about the people outside the door at all, it seemed that his purpose was to find Chu Yueli for dinner, and he didn't even forget to threaten him.

Chu Yueli smiled, and didn't take his threat to heart: "Don't worry, why would I mention your name in front of Mr. Chi? I wish Mr. would simply forget about the existence of this rabbit, and go to me less s concern."

"It's a pity... Mister is the **** of the world, you can't just be my god." He murmured in a low voice, gently drooping his thick eyelashes, with a regretful expression.

The torrential rain covered his whispers, so that the players outside the door could only see his lips moving slightly, but stretched their necks and couldn't hear what he was saying clearly.

But Jingcha, who was standing in front of Chu Yueli, could hear and understand clearly.

He trembled and almost choked to death on the spot with the bun in his mouth.

Grass! Chi Yiyin, what companions are you looking for? Fanatics are too scary!

But Chu Yueli didn't react too much, he just said casually, took the bun from Jingcha with a calm smile, and thanked him politely.

Jingcha smacked his lips, still reminiscing about the oily aroma of the meat bun he just swallowed, and his temper improved a lot after he was full.

He casually glanced at the players outside the door, twitched the corner of his mouth, and said, "Hurry up and come in, the red bird is still steaming buns in the kitchen, and there is still soup in the pot. If you waste any more time, it will be cold." "

"Pork buns are delicious when they are hot."

Chu Yueli pinched the bun with his slender and beautiful fingers, nodded slightly and said yes with a smile.

But inexplicably... the terrifying aura on his body made people feel that what he was holding was not a bun, but a human head.

This unprovoked illusion made the players inside and outside the screen tremble, and suddenly felt that this was the first time he had recognized the real Chu Yueli.

The interaction between Chu Yueli and Jingcha is very natural, it looks like a stranger who met halfway, more like a companion who has gone through the test of life and death.

This also made the scholar feel puzzled, and suspicious eyes wandered between the two: "Jingcha, you..."

He originally wanted to ask when Jingcha became so familiar with Chu Yueli. After all, even with Chi Yiyin in the middle, the relationship between the two seemed to have always been neither salty nor weak.

Why did the two of them suddenly get along so well in the short period of time since the accident on the Yunhai train?

Scholars want to ask what happened between the two men.

But before he finished speaking, Chu Yueli turned around indifferently and wanted to leave.

The door opened behind him.

Jingcha also turned around holding the umbrella, and firmly covered Chu Yueli under the big umbrella, as if she wanted to go back with Chu Yueli.

But he had already turned around, but he remembered something again, turned around and raised his chin at the players.

"There are buns in the house, do you want to eat them? Hot ones, stuffed with meat."

Seeing the hesitation and vigilance of the players, Jingcha sneered and rolled his eyes: "Oh yes, please don't come and grab the steamed stuffed buns from me, I'm a black shop specializing in human flesh steamed stuffed buns, and those who lost it were all taken away by me." Chopped up the buns."

After all, he didn't care what the players decided, so he walked deep into the yard on his own.

The aroma of steamed stuffed buns and the bright yellow lights were so alluring in the cold rain that many people couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

But they still didn't express their thoughts, they just looked at the scholar silently.

The scholar gritted his teeth and nodded: "Let's go."

"Even if it's a tiger's den, we have to make a foray. Even if you go to other places, it's hard to find better supplies than this kind of place where the birds don't shit."

How can there be a place that is 100% safe? Even if you stay at home and you may be killed by a plane, why not take a gamble.

Besides, based on his understanding of Beijing tea, he doesn't seem like a character who can make a tricky trap. Jingcha disdains to win by intrigue and tricks, and only wins the enemy in a fair manner.

Scholars quickly weighed the pros and cons at hand and decided it was worth the gamble.

The players also walked into the yard together.

After Jing Cha entered the kitchen, he deliberately left a door for them to let them know where to find food.

From the opened door, the players saw that in the village's rough but full of life atmosphere, the red bird was sweating profusely, and was a bit embarrassed by the busyness.

As soon as he turned around with the steamer full of steamed buns, he saw Jingcha come in like a playboy, and immediately angrily asked Jingcha to come and help.

Jingcha approached with a smile, and also stuffed a steamed stuffed bun for Red Bird, who immediately whined and couldn't say anything.

In the kitchen, there is a sense of peaceful life, so peaceful and warm that it almost makes players cry.

Just a few hours ago, they were still struggling in that inexplicable time and space, fighting back from the fear of the destruction of time and space, and were deprived of most of their strength by the long journey and the icy heavy rain, cold and hungry .

Then, they saw such a scene in the rain.

There are familiar people, but also food and warmth.

Enough to impress even the most sane person.

A few players couldn't bear it any longer, and eagerly stepped forward to look at the red bird, like a chick waiting for its parents to feed, with eyes full of desire for food.

Red Bird shuddered inexplicably, feeling that he was being watched. He turned around strangely, and saw a nest of chicks waiting to be fed.

Those powerful enemies who needed to be strictly guarded in the past have now become harmless, and even a little pitiful.

Red Bird: "..."

He couldn't help but fell silent. After a while, he realized what was going on, and he raised his chin helplessly towards the door.

"There are buns and hot soup, do you want to eat?"

The players were so excited that they broke their voices: "Eat!"

Not to mention such delicious buns, even a piece of dry food is precious now. Only when you are really hungry do you know how luxurious it is to have a full meal.

Everyone outside the door was aroused, and even started to smell the smell and fantasize about the feeling of eating buns, but Jingcha tacitly blocked the door.

One man guards the gate, and ten thousand men cannot open it.

The players were stunned: "Jingcha, you..."

"Eating buns is easy. We are old acquaintances. What's the matter?"

The red bird smiled and said: "Just take advantage of the time to eat, and tell us what you saw outside."

The implication - want to eat buns? Get information in exchange.

How could Red Bird, an excellent intelligence expert, miss such a good opportunity to collect intelligence?

Jingcha leaned leisurely at the door, holding the plate in one hand and pinching the buns in the other, letting the steaming aroma go straight into the noses of the players, making them gulp and their stomachs growl one after another up.

What's even better is that after eating, drinking, and resting Beijing Tea, these hungry and physically exhausted players are not his opponents.

Want to go the extra mile? Then you better figure out where your head is.

Red and white faces set up a stage to sing, one positive and the other negative, even if the players have other ideas, now they have no choice but to be led away obediently, honestly handing over the information with one hand and holding the buns with the other.

Red Bird didn’t make things difficult for them either. As promised, the steaming hot food in the kitchen was allowed to be eaten by everyone with their stomachs open, and they were allowed to come in. They could eat while cooking by the stove, shelter from the rain, warm up, and rest their feet. .

Some players even wanted to cry on the spot, looking at the red bird as if they were looking at the savior, and they were only short of a great kindness that will never be forgotten.

Under the conditions of hunger and cold, everyone's willpower is under the most severe test. Even if the brain wants to persevere, the soul must have a carrier after all, and the body has its own limit.

Under such circumstances, it is difficult for anyone to be completely indifferent to the warmth and food in front of them.

Everyone handed in information one after another and went into the kitchen to eat.

Although the hearth was covered with greasy ashes accumulated over decades, and it was gray-brown dirty, but no one was hypocritical and picky about the environment at this time, gobbling one by one, completely ignoring the dust on their bodies.

Even if the Heavenly King Lao Tzu is here, they have to finish the meal today before talking about it.

But even so, there was still an open space around Chu Yueli, like a vacuum, and no one wanted to approach him.

After all, no one wants to be insecure while eating by themselves.

So, only Chu Yueli sat on the simple table in the kitchen, slowly stirring the soup bowl at hand.

He still had that chuckling look, which was hard to fathom.

Red Bird doesn't care that his companion has some eccentricities - he has already gained experience in raising his little ancestors over the years, and he coaxes even the most difficult cubs to work happily. cub...

Chu Yue is in danger? Oh. But is there anyone around him who is a good person in the traditional sense?

The red bird accepted this well, and even asked Chu Yueli if it was salty, then turned around and filled the soup for all the players, and told them that there was not enough for him to add.

Everyone agrees.

After wolfing down a few buns, I gained strength and my brain started to function again.

When they looked up at the red bird again, they all had complicated emotions.

Before, I only knew that Red Bird was an intelligence expert, but I didn't expect that he was also a beast trainer, and no matter how scary and dangerous people were, he could live in peace with him.

Looking at Chu Yueli's appearance, Jingcha is not at ease with him, but Red Bird takes it calmly...

This makes the players can't help but have a new evaluation of the Red Bird.

But not all the players were in a hurry to come in to eat. The scholar stayed behind alone. He was walking at the end of the line. After walking a few steps, he felt something was wrong. car.

Not only the car that Red Bird and the others drove, but also the deserted village, and even the food that Red Bird and the others looked weird.

How can there be so much food if a village is so deserted?

You must know that even if you are a family in the city, if you want to eat meat buns at home, it is something to be happy about. The price of meat is not so cheap that everyone can afford to eat it casually.

And in a village, this kind of desolate family seems to have been uninhabited for a long time, like a village with only old people left behind, but it is not unusual to be able to take out so many noodles to entertain strangers.

What's more, until now, they only saw Chu Yueli and the others, not the original owner at all.

What about the people who used to live here?

You must know that there is a saying that "guests do not bring guests". It is impolite for guests to invite people they know to enter the host's house without informing the host.

It's not like Red Bird Beijing Tea they will make it.

The scholar frowned and pondered, and suddenly remembered the phrase "not human flesh buns" that Jingcha said.

He was startled and sweated.

But then he quickly denied this outrageous guess, and smiled wryly, feeling that he was really frightened by this deserted village, that he would have such an idea.

The scholar didn't go to the kitchen, but just turned around and glanced at the direction where the light was dim and warm, then turned and walked towards the side house next to him.

obviously.

On the muddy ground in the rainstorm, the footprints under the porch of the side house are the most numerous and mixed.

It seems that there are several people coming in and out here, and they all happened not long ago, and the footprints on the ground are still fresh.

But the contradiction is that the side house is dusty and dilapidated, and it looks like it has been used as a warehouse after being unoccupied for a long time.

This is not uncommon in rural areas. Before entering the playground, scholars were very used to this scene in their childhood in reality.

That's why it's easy to see what's wrong.

The scholar was puzzled, he clenched a spare saber stuck in his waist belt, and walked slowly towards the side room, holding his breath and being vigilant, lest he alarmed possible things in the house.

The windows of the side room were also covered with dust, making the originally transparent windows almost frosted glass, and one could only vaguely see things around the windows, but couldn't see things deeper at all.

And on that glass... there are two eyes, tightly squeezed there, staring out in a daze.

It seems to be watching the scholars walking towards them.

The scholar was startled, and he had already prepared for the corpse of the original owner behind the window. He frowned and tiptoed towards the door.

Then he took a deep breath, kicked open the door forcefully, rushed in quickly, pulled out the saber, and pointed it straight at the place where he just saw the eyes.

Startled a room of dust.

All the pictures were squeezed into one place due to the excessive speed, and the scholar only felt a blur in front of his eyes. When he hurriedly looked at it, he found that the two eyes behind the window were not what he had imagined before. The body of the poor owner of the house, but two paper-made people.

The two paper figurines were rough in workmanship, as if they were the work of a craftsman who didn't take care of them. Their eyes and faces were very rough. There were two blobs of bright red blush stuck on the miserable white paper. Pointed a mass of black, and even drew the eye sockets,

I don't know if it was because the paper pierced man had been left here for too long and had already been damaged.

Their postures are very strange. Their hands are thrown towards the window, and their feet are kicked **** the glove box. However, the middle part of their body seems to have collapsed due to the water leakage of the house. This makes it look like they are running for their lives, trying desperately to get out of the room, only to die behind the window on the way.

Such unreasonable associations made the scholar frown, not knowing whether it was his own panic after being frightened, or it came from a dangerous intuition.

But he still felt strange, who would put such a thing at home?

Even if it is piled up in the sundry warehouse, it is a bit weird.

After all, the more the village and the older people are, the more taboo these unlucky things are. Who wants to sleep next to a pile of funeral supplies?

But as the scholar walked deeper into the side room, the doubts in his heart deepened.

With a little light coming in from the outside, the scholar can clearly see the traces left on the ground, as well as the warehouse sundries that are as messy as a gust of wind.

The side room used as a utility room has indeed not been visited for a long time, and a thick layer of dust has accumulated on the ground, which also makes all the traces on the ground faithfully preserved.

The traces of people walking by, the messy traces of fighting, heavy objects or other things falling down, and being dragged away on the ground also left a long trace.

The scholar walked lightly, holding his breath, and followed the traces on the ground, only to find that most of these traces pointed in two directions.

Facing the door, the bed with its back against the window.

And the clutter piled up in the corner.

When he saw the quilts piled up in a mess on the bed, the scholar overturned his previous guess and suddenly realized that this place was not uninhabited.

From the dust in the surrounding environment, the smell of damp mold in the air, and the stark contrast between them and the clean bedding on the bed, scholars guessed that this should be the place where the Red Birds lived, and the owner arranged them in a side room that was not commonly used.

But it's strange that the sundries that should have been neatly stacked are scattered all over the floor like building blocks destroyed by children.

The things that were originally pressed at the bottom seemed to be turned out by someone, and the sundries stacked on top naturally fell down.

Scholars even try to reconstruct the scene in their minds.

"Aren't you coming to eat?"

A voice suddenly sounded from behind, interrupting the scholar's observation and thinking.

He was startled, and when he turned around to look, he saw Red Bird holding on to the door frame, looking at him quietly, holding a candle in his hand to light it up.

There was a calm smile on Red Bird's face, as if he knew what the scholar was thinking and what he wanted to do, and he was used to these things, so he wasn't surprised.

The candle swayed in the strong wind, flickering on and off, and the confusion of light and shadow made the face of the red bird half-hidden in it. It obviously looked like that face, but upon closer inspection, it didn't seem to be the case.

The scholar frowned, and did not trust anyone easily in this situation.

Even if it is the red bird that he has known for a long time.

Red Bird let himself look at it, and was not annoyed by the distrust. Instead, he pouted at the light behind him and said, "Aren't you hungry?"

"Your temporary companions have already eaten. A group of adult strong men, you can see how much food they eat. If you go late, they don't even have water to wash the pot."

His tone was so calm, it was like an ordinary greeting and conversation between old friends.

The scholar nodded, hearing the meaning of the red bird that he didn't want him to continue to check the side room, and he didn't resist rashly, turning around and walking back according to the red bird's intention.

only…

"After the accident in the sea, I'm still worried about your situation. It's good to see you safe now."

The scholar said this with a smile.

Red Bird raised her eyebrows: "Sea? The last time we met, wasn't it on the Sea of ​​Clouds train?"

"Even if you want to test whether I am a real person, you don't need such a simple question."

Although he complained, he didn't mind at all.

In other words, he would not easily trust the people he meets, and it is normal to test the truth and falsehood. After all, who knows if this is caused by the copy effect?

The high-level players who can enter the new world have long been used to the game field dogs. It's an old practice to be suspicious of everything you see.

The scholar smiled slightly, without the embarrassment of being seen through, just shrugged and said: "No way, who made what happened on the train so weird?"

Red Bird nodded, deeply convinced.

The last thing he met before he left was the scholar and those players. Although he didn't know that some of the players and the scholar had formed an alliance, he could also see the clue from the number of people.

Coupled with the fact that those players exchanged for a mouthful of hot food, even if the red bird didn't stay on the train all the time, but was trapped in this remote village with Chi Yiyin before, it didn't delay him Knowledge of Unkai Train and Hakoniwa.

Red Bird still has a good impression of the scholar. He held up a candle to illuminate the path for the scholar, and softly told him to be careful. Then, on the way to the kitchen, he also talked with the scholar, talking about the relationship between the two after leaving the train in the sea of ​​clouds. experience.

They all happened in the hallway at the time.

The only good thing is that Red Bird woke up beside Chi Yiyin as an "assistant". With Chi Yiyin around, he didn't suffer any danger.

And when Chi Yiyin left and Fifth Aunt and the others wanted to attack Hongniao, Jingcha arrived in time to protect Hongniao.

In this way, Red Bird is already considered the luckiest among the players.

Hearing Red Bird talk about this, the scholar couldn't help feeling a little envious.

After all, who doesn't like lying down to win? The eyes are closed and opened, and nothing has been done, and the victory has already been won. how nice.

But the envy was only short-lived. The scholar sighed with emotion, and soon returned to seriousness, talking about the weirdness of this place.

And those annihilated time and space.

After reuniting with Jingcha, I have already learned that Chu Yueli was a red bird before: "..."

How should I say, many of their difficulties are caused by my "companions"? I always feel that if I speak out, I will be beaten to death.

"Don't think so much, let's eat first."

The red bird patted the scholar on the shoulder, and persuaded quietly: "People are iron and rice is steel. If you miss this meal, you don't know where the next meal will be. I don't know when this dungeon will end, and I haven't found any Customs clearance reminder..."

"When there is food to eat, it is the right way to quickly store up your energy."

The scholar nodded, agreeing with Red Bird's statement.

When he stepped into the kitchen, he saw his five companions ate their bellies round, surrounded by the fire to keep warm and drink soup, looking extremely comfortable.

But even if some people can see that their stomachs are bulging, they still hold a bun in their hands without any sense of security, and eat slowly, trying to fill every gap in their stomachs.

The anxiety after hunger is vividly displayed.

The scholar didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he shook his head and said nothing, just telling everyone not to vomit.

The player scratched his head in embarrassment, but he still held on to the bun tightly.

"It's okay, it will be fine after a while, I just saw the food like this."

Red Bird laughed and said, "When Jingcha and I went through the food in the cupboard, he was much more excited than this."

Jingcha was suddenly ordered: ...

There is a feeling of being pulled out by parents to talk about embarrassing things during the festival.

When the scholar walked over, several other players gave way to the side, giving way to the warmest place.

The players who were full also stood up and brought steamed buns and hot soup to the scholar.

The look of respecting him and really seeing him as the leader of the team.

This scene was watched by Red Bird and others, and they made their own assessment of the team calmly.

"However, why didn't you see the fellow who lives in this house?"

The scholar pretended to be curious, and euphemistically asked his doubts: "Just now I wanted to say that I was going to thank the villagers in person, and I disturbed them."

Although the scholar said it decently, his original meaning was tacitly understood by the people present.

High-level players... how many idiots are there.

The other players got the hint and slowly put down the food in their hands, but they still held chopsticks and other tableware in their hands, as if using the tableware as a weapon.

Before Red Bird could answer, Jingcha rolled her eyes: "Don't worry, they're not in the steamed stuffed bun, nor in the broth."

Player who just got full: ...what a **** joke.

But there was a break from Jingcha, which also made the atmosphere less tense to the point where it was about to explode.

Red Bird slowly told them what had happened before.

—Of course, it is optional.

After Chi Yiyin left with the demented young man, Jingcha came to find him not long after.

Because Jingcha and Chu Yueli were doing things like destroying time and space before, the strong power of space-time turbulence gathered in Jingcha made Hongniao wake up suddenly, broke away from the story identity of Hakoniwa, and recalled Who are you and what is your purpose.

Chu Yueli knew the identities of the fifth aunt and the old man better than anyone else, and knew that they were not good people, so he lightly told Jingcha that the two were going to kill the red bird, which easily aroused Jingcha's anger and won a free Tool+1.

Without any effort, Chu Yueli used Jingcha's hands to make these two things that were not human die.

The old man was killed by Jingcha's hands in an instant, and the fifth aunt screamed miserably. Her whole body was like a piece of painted skin, which peeled off from the middle, and a piece of human skin fell to the ground.

The things inside were integrated with the air, and they disappeared from Jingcha's eyes and ran away.

This was a shame for Jingcha. He was so angry that he wanted to chase him out, but was stopped by Chu Yueli.

Because these two people are valued by Chi Yiyin, and they are temporary companions now, it is rare for Chu Yueli to be patient with people other than Chi Yiyin, and roughly explained the situation of Xiangting and Time and Space to them.

Especially those two guys, all come from the story that Chi Yiyin once wrote.

Red Bird who learned the truth: "...Mistake! I knew I should have written and recited the entire text of his book."

After all, as an intelligence expert, when Red Bird first learned of Chi Yiyin's existence and investigated his background, he searched almost all the novels he could find in the game field.

If he had known about today, he would have read those novels more carefully.

Red Bird also wanted to ask Chu Yueli more carefully about the contents of the book, and he was sure that the other party must know.

But Chu Yueli just smiled and said nothing, just raised a finger to his lips: "That is a test that belongs to God himself, and you are not qualified to know it yet."

I have gradually gotten used to my companions being people with strange personalities, but Red Bird still swallowed a mouthful of old blood: "...Okay."

However, Chu Yueli still told the two of them one thing.

——In the mountains near Dayin Village, because of the special magnetic field and the sacrifices to ghosts and gods, the souls of all people or animals who died in this area cannot leave, and can only wander here forever.

Until he lost his memory and became a ghost.

Red Bird soon realized that Aunt Wu might also be one of the ghosts.

It's just...he looked at the old man who turned into a puddle of minced meat in the yard.

After the old man was beaten to death by Jingcha, he turned into a weasel whose skin and flesh were separated from the ground like a monster who appeared under the golden cudgel of Monkey King.

The old weasel looked like it had been around for some years, its fur was dry and discolored, and the streaks of off-white fur showed that it was not in a good condition when it was alive, and it was already in a state of exhaustion.

The red bird was startled by the situation of the wolves that had turned into a living wolf, and then remembered the descriptions he had seen when investigating Chi Yiyin—many of the stories written by Chi Yiyin seemed to have their original forms.

"So, what we have to face is what Brother Chi has already experienced?"

Red Bird pointed at the lump of rotten meat with a strange expression: "So there are ghosts and spirits in reality?"

Chu Yueli nodded, and was amused: "What you are afraid of is also very different."

The red bird's legs were weak: "I'm not afraid in the game field because I knew it was dangerous, but who would have thought that there are ghosts in Happy's old house!"

Suddenly, for a moment, he felt that reality was not so attractive to him anymore.

What annoyed him even more was Chi Yiyin's disappearance.

Since this story was written by Chi Yiyin, isn't the original author here more reliable than memorizing the full text?

Unfortunately, before he woke up as a red bird, the "assistant" had already been thrown in the side room by Chi Yiyin.

The red bird sighed, but soon heard Jingcha's gurgling stomach, and saw the frightening act of Jingcha taking out the cub from the hood as if nothing had happened, and was so hungry that he tried to stuff the rabbit into his mouth.

"Ancestor! Your rabbit is not used like this! Put it down for me!"

Red Bird snatched the cub with his hands, lowered his head, seeing the poor cub was so frightened that his eyes were tearful, crying and chirping how pitiful he was.

Jing Cha shrugged his shoulders, with an indifferent face: "Anyway, they are going to die instead of me. It doesn't make any difference where they die, and it's the same if they die in the stomach. Anyway, they are all my strength."

The red bird was completely defeated by its ancestors who were trying to drink blood. They sighed and searched for food in the house, and then gave full play to the skills they had learned to feed themselves while collecting information in the temporary residence area for a long time, and used the food that was not too much to feed themselves. Made a great meal.

"So what you saw in the side room was the little ancestor who did it in a fit of anger after he saved me."

Red Bird said it lightly, and no one felt that something was wrong.

After all, with Jingcha's irascible temper, if someone wants to hurt his companion, he can indeed be furious to that extent.

However, what Red Bird didn't tell them was the weirdness of the people next door.

And the reason why this meal is so rich.

Even if Red Bird is a "virtuous grandson and good father", he has no tendency to self-torture, making so much food that he can't finish it.

It was Chu Yueli who said that people would gather here, so he asked Red Bird to prepare meals for the other six people in advance.

—He even knew that out of seven players there were only six left.

It was also from that moment that Red Bird deeply understood that after experiencing the crisis on the Yunhai train, Chu Yueli had truly been reborn.

That's not the human Chu Yueli.

It's the Hanged Man, a follower of the gods, and a faithful messenger of death.

According to the rumors, before the disaster is about to strike, the Hanged Man will appear and become a sign of the disaster, announcing to people everything that is coming.

And since the real Hanged Man appeared...

A new era, a new god, is not far away.

Thinking of this, Red Bird silently looked at Chu Yueli.

And Chu Yueli smiled back at him.

Then he stood up and left the kitchen first.

The figure was hidden in the darkness of the rainstorm.

After Chu Yueli left, almost all the players breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the air was much lighter, and some even fell backwards and collapsed in their seats.

"It's scary..."

The man murmured, and asked Hongniao: "Redniao, why did you find such a person as your companion? Are you not afraid that he will stab you in the back?"

Others also nodded in agreement: "It's too dangerous, and the uncertainty is too high."

The red bird smiled and said nothing, but she knew very well in her heart that as long as Chi Yiyin was with them and regarded them as companions for a day, Chu Yueli would not hurt them.

No matter how crazy and dangerous a vicious dog is, as long as there is an owner on the other side of the rope around its neck, it is nothing to fear.

Red Bird smiled slightly, skipped this topic, and didn't intend to explain too much: "There are no good conditions in the village, and we can only use the things left over from the past. Those quilts and beds, everyone can only squeeze together? Don't mind? ?”

Everyone quickly waved their hands, saying that they are already very grateful if they are useful, so what else can they choose.

As a result, the players who started to get tired after eating and drinking, also felt sleepy after warming their bodies by warming up.

Guided by the red bird, they walked towards the main room and the side room, where there were the beds left by the fifth aunt and the others, and the bed that the red bird had used before.

Although a few players still prefer to go to the main room which looks cleaner and warmer, but after the scholar took the lead to go to the side room, they were also a little embarrassed to compete, let go of the competition, and gave in to each other.

In the end, they arranged those who were in the worst physical condition and those who were injured in the main room, while the others lived in the side room.

But at the end of the assignment, everyone found that there was no bed for the three of Hong Niao, and Chu Yueli didn't know where to go.

"He's going to have a hair dryer."

Red Bird didn't say much, just smiled to reassure everyone: "We