The sand sculpture is rebellious and loves to cause trouble for others.

Early the next morning, the six people were awakened by the sudden sound of the horn and could not open their eyes at all.

"I...ahhh...my waist, my hands - I think I'm going to die!"

Ye Qinghuan wailed and kept her sleeping position without daring to move at all, but if she didn't move, the pain was still so strong.

Ren Qingying, who felt the same way, said,

"What I fear most is the sequelae. It comes so unexpectedly."

"Ooooooo, I can't get up. Can I live or die with the bed today!"

It was rare for Cheng Weiwei to feel vented. To be honest, the pain when she injured her lumbar muscles when she practiced dancing was not as intense as this.

It was obviously the same repeated action, but why did the pain come a thousand times?

"Oh - it's a pity that it can't be done. There is still less than half of yesterday's rice field, and the bed must be climbed today, one, two...three..."

Ren Qing shouted the numbers to encourage everyone. However, after San fell, no one moved on the bed, not even Ren Qing herself.

"Pfft—Sister Qing, you've learned too much."

Ye Qinghuan was amused by Ren Qing's rare childish coaxing. Seeing the time slowly approaching eight o'clock, she had to sit up and support the edge of the bed, wailing, to start her not-so-good day.

Compared to yesterday, who were full of energy and even had the energy to play, today's six people just made a fool of themselves and wanted to turn themselves into clay figures, not bothering to move at all.

Ye Qinghuan, who could no longer lift his hands, couldn't move after planting the front piece, so he switched to a circular planting method.

When it was Xue Xiwu's turn to go ashore to pull the seedlings in advance for everyone, Xue Xiwu was completely stunned when he saw Ye Qinghuan who had turned into a yin and yang with black eyes.

Ignoring the pain in his waist, he walked over to Ye Qinghuan, opened his mouth, and said angrily for a while,

"Ye Qinghuan, we were working hard to plant rice, and you actually started drawing Bagua diagrams in the rice fields!"

"You don't understand, this is the formation, the formation that gives me strength!"

As he spoke, Ye Qinghuan twirled his fingers and muttered something, which seemed to be very similar to the same thing.

Twenty minutes later, when Xue Xiwu dragged a large bag of rice seedlings over, Ye Qinghuan was sitting in the middle of the puddle, motionless, and looked like he had passed away.

When Xue Xiwu came closer to see if Ye Qinghuan was asleep, he suddenly saw her open her eyes and shouted,

"Those who are about to fight, all line up in front, come——"

All six people turned to look at her.

At this time, a gust of evil wind rose from the ground, giving Ye Qinghuan a hard slap on the ear, and directly blew the straw hat away.

"No, my hat - eh, don't run, don't run - come back quickly -"

"Ah - Hat, how can I live without you - Hat -"

Ye Qinghuan covered her nakedness, and after the fig leaf was blown away, she faced Yaofeng's head. She felt chilled all over, and ran towards the hat fluttering in the wind with long strides. Xue Xiwu's burst of laughter could be heard behind him,

"Ah hahaha, I asked you to do this, and a gust of wind will blow you away!"

Yang Jun and Ren Qing looked at the sudden strong wind and couldn't help but pull up their hats.

"Strange, why is the wind blowing?"

"Is it really Ye Qinghuan who brought this on?"

After taking a look at the man who was clumsily chasing his hat in the rice field, they both shook their heads.

impossible! Absolutely impossible! It must be just a coincidence.

Then, the five of them all ignored Ye Qinghuan who was chasing his hat, and began to work hard, until Su Yunze suddenly looked up because he was too quiet,

"Hey, don't you think it's too quiet?"

[Hahahaha, it’s rare that someone finally feels that something is wrong with Quiet. ]

[Go and save the poor baby, it’s almost buried in the quagmire]

[I would say that Ye Qinghuan is just a troublemaker. Even if he is just lazy, he is still messing around and delaying everyone's progress. Ye Qinghuan should go and do it! ]

[Um? Ye Laiqiang, come quickly, another troll is coming——]

[Let’s take a guess, can the five people successfully discover Ye Qinghuan’s pinch? ? ]

"Ye Qinghuan—Ye Qinghuan—"

"Come back quickly——"

"Ye Qinghuan..."

The shouts dispersed at the ridge of the field and were carried far and wide by the wind. However, there was no trace of Ye Qinghuan or even the slightest response.

"It's strange. You were walking here just now, why did you disappear without a trace?"

"Look, her hat is still floating in the pool?"

Su Yunze pointed to the hat held up by an unknown plant in the quagmire below and confirmed that Ye Qinghuan must be around the hat.

"Could it be that she also found something to hook her hat back?"

Cheng Weiwei thought of this possibility and pushed Xue Xiwudao aside.

"For a little help, let's pull up a wall and pick up the hat, so that Ye Qinghuan won't cause any trouble later!"

A few people thought it made sense, and went hand in hand down the small slope towards the quagmire. Su Yunze became the main force in reaching for the hat. Half of his feet fell into the mud, and he stretched out his hands to reach for the hat wrapped in green leaves. .

However, the second after he took hold of the hat, he suddenly discovered the eyes hidden under the hat, staring at him with murderous intent, making him tremble in fright.

"Quick, quick, pull me up-"

Su Yunze retracted his hand like a rebound, grabbed Xue Xiwu's hand and ran towards the shore. The two people who were pushed up were even more confused.

"What's going on? Aren't you going to pick up a hat? Why are you running up here?"

Su Yunze pointed at the slightest shadow exposed under the hat and swallowed hard, still feeling lingering fear.

"Don't you think that plant looks a bit like a human?"

"As soon as I touched the hat, I found a pair of eyes staring at me fiercely——"

Hearing this, the remaining four people looked at that place seriously. The more they looked, the more they felt that it looked like a figure made of cement.

Yang Jun couldn't help but take two steps back and guessed softly,

"Could it be...a homicide...or an accidental fall injury?"

"Should we call the police?"

[Hahaha, if I hadn’t seen Ye Qinghuan’s perspective, I would really be shocked by the inferences made by several people]

[Laughing to death, Ye Qinghuan is really tolerant, why don’t you come out now? ! JC will come out to take over the house later]

[How should I put it, Ye Qinghuan would be a weirdo if he didn’t let himself go so much! ]

In the midst of the discussion among several people, a large ball of soil was thrown up from under the quagmire. When the clay figurine moved, the nervous people had already huddled up and jumped away.

Ye Qinghuan, who showed his true face, raised his hands in a hoarse voice and said,

"Quick, someone give me a hand! I've turned into a zombie before you came!"

Full of resentment came to their noses, and the five people came to their senses and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that it was Ye Qinghuan.

"Ye Qinghuan, did you know that scaring people can scare them to death? I almost had a bj."

"Since you are here, why don't you respond to us! We have been calling you for so long!!!"

The five people complained dissatisfiedly, but they saw Ye Qinghuan looking at them aggrievedly with tired eyes.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu don’t you still blame me, wuuuuu, my life is so miserable——"