After being forced to debut in metaphysics, I became popular

The moment Yan Shixun saw Nan Tian's face clearly, many possibilities crossed his mind.

In his cognition, Nan Tian should be in the small wooden building with everyone in the program group.

Even if Lu Xingxing couldn't be trusted, Yeli still had his back and could guarantee everyone's safety.

But now Nantian appeared in Changshou Village on the upper reaches of the river...

Even Yan Shixun himself has not fully figured out what is going on with this longevity village with the same name but different names, where is the specific location, and what is the route to enter the village.

How did Nantian come here?

Yan Shixun even thought about the worst possibility, for example, after he left Changshou Village downstream, the village suddenly changed drastically, and something happened that he hadn't expected before.

Xiaomulou was hit hard, and even Ye Li couldn't protect everyone in the program group.Therefore, Nan Tian left the village and also came here through the river.

The only known and successful way to get upstream is by river water.

And if Lu Xingxing or Ye Li's protection line failed, it would be possible for the people in the small wooden building to leave and touch the river.

Yan Shixun's thoughts quickly changed, and his original reassurance for the program group became worried, not knowing what happened after he left.

And Nan Tian, ​​who was emotional, wanted to say a lot to Yan Shixun, but he was not stupid, knowing that this was not a place to talk, and there were other people beside him.

Liu Ming looked at Nan Tian beside him, and looked at Yan Shixun in surprise: "You two knew each other before?"

"This guest just came to the village one step ahead of you, and I'm about to introduce him to you. Seeing that you are all from outside the mountain, you should have a common language when you stay together."

Liu Ming smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to know each other, that's great."

It seems that when Nan Tian entered Changshou Village, Liu Ming led him to the village chief's house.

Yan Shixun didn't know what Nan Tian said to Liu Ming before, so he didn't answer immediately, but just looked at Nan Tian with a smile.

Nan Tian immediately understood, as if reunited with Yan Shixun after a long absence, he explained to Liu Ming: "I saw him on the way back to my hometown, and since they were all coming to Nanming Mountain, we chatted and became friends. "

"We originally walked separately when we entered the mountain. I didn't expect to meet again. It's great."

Seeing the surprise and excitement on Nan Tian's face, Liu Ming did not suspect him.

In other words, Liu Ming didn't care about any abnormalities at all, even if the reasons given by Nan Tian were full of loopholes, he would just believe it with a smile.

Liu Ming smiled and nodded, and warmly greeted Yan Shixun.

"That's great. It's just a while before tomorrow's sacrifice, so you can catch up on the old days."

After saying that, Liu Ming rubbed his hands and said happily, "I'll take the guests to the room first, and then I'll go to see if the village chief is there, and I'll prepare some meals for you."

Yan Shixun said with a smile: "It's fine for me to share a room with him. I haven't seen him for many days. I have too many things to talk about."

Seeing Yan Shixun's insistence, Liu Ming didn't say anything more, turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

Seeing others leave, Nan Tian seemed like a student who was going to take the exam with strength, and suddenly relaxed after the exam was over.

His legs were so weak that he almost fell to the ground without standing still.

Fortunately, Yan Shixun had quick eyes and quick hands, and grabbed Nan Tian by the shoulders to lift him up.

"Yan..."

"Go back to your room and talk slowly."

Yan Shixun interrupted Nan Tian's excited call, he carried Nan Tian in one hand, and walked into the small wooden building calmly: "Where is your room? Show me."

Nan Tian went in without knowing it, but still followed Yan Shixun's request, covering his mouth with one hand, carefully tucked the other hand in front of his chest, and pointed to the right side of the second floor of the small wooden building.

Yan Shixun raised his eyes and confirmed the location of Nan Tian's room.

Although he hasn't seen the structure of the entire small wooden building clearly, but roughly speaking, the structure here is the same as that of Changshou Village downstream, which should be a local architectural feature.

Therefore, Yan Shixun directly brought the structure of the small wooden building downstream in his mind, and the appearance of the entire village chief's house unfolded in his mind like a 3D model.

However, the layout of the village head's house is obviously different from that of the downstream.

The small wooden building in the program group is warmly decorated, and it is closer to the habits of cities outside the mountains. Urban children like Annan Yuan Baishuang, who have never been to the village, do not feel uncomfortable at all.

Bai Shuang is even more emotional. This looks like a home furnished by a designer. The coffee cups with vinyl records, flower frames, and modern style furniture all reflect the aesthetics of the previous residents who are close to the city. Unexpectedly, this is actually a village. A house where young people lived.

At this time, when Yan Shixun stepped into the small wooden building of the village chief's house, what caught his eyes was a huge white cloth hanging in the middle of the hall.

The white curtains hang down, and there are only a few old-fashioned wooden chairs in the living room, without any extra decorations.

And the whole white wall facing the gate, and the clusters of yellow and white chrysanthemums placed under the white wall, make this place look more like a mourning hall waiting for guests to pay homage and farewell.

The only thing missing is the portrait on the wall and the coffin that should be placed in the center.

First, Yan Shixun went to Nantian of Changshou Village, and he had obviously seen the unusual decoration of the village chief's house before.

But even so, when he walked into the mourning hall-like living room, he was still terrified and shivered suddenly.

Nan Tian didn't know whether it was due to his own psychology or because he didn't wear enough clothes in the mountains. He felt a cool breeze, and just when he entered the door, it lightly brushed against his lower back, making him goosebumps all over his body. pimple.

Deep fear was buried in his constricted pupils.

If it wasn't for Yan Shixun's palm holding his shoulder, which was constantly sending heat, he might have been too frightened to walk.

Nan Tian has always been terrified of ghosts and gods. Although he didn't say it explicitly, everyone around him could clearly see the fear he couldn't hide.

Only Yan Shixun was by his side, which gave him a sense of security.

Nan Tian comforted himself desperately in his heart, telling himself to trust Yan Shixun, and with Brother Yan around, nothing would happen, while forcibly restraining his muscles that were so stiff that he could hardly move, like a robot, his neck got stuck Stuck, he turned around and looked at Yan Shixun beside him.

After Yan Shixun also entered the door, he was greeted with the visual impact brought by the mourning hall.

His footsteps paused slightly, and he felt as if a faint sigh was blowing in his ears.

When he wanted to listen carefully again, there was nothing.

Different from Nan Tian who was terrified, Yan Shixun readjusted his emotions in just two seconds, and his calm expression did not reveal any superfluous things.

Immediately afterwards, he put a new mask on his whiteboard-like face, making a surprised look.

It's like how an ordinary person would react when faced with such a situation for the first time.

Nan Tian next to him: "?"

Zhao Zhen's acting skills are over, I'm afraid he will be willing to bow down.

Then, Yan Shixun stepped forward with his long legs and was about to walk to the left side of the second floor.

Nan Tian was surprised, thinking that Yan Shixun could not see clearly the position he was pointing at.He was about to remind Yan Shixun when he saw Yan Shixun's icy sideways glance, with stop and warning.

Yan Shixun was telling him to shut up, there is no need to remind him.

Because the mountain is humid, the main bedrooms are on the second floor, and the kitchen is on the first floor.

When Yan Shixun was in the old woman's small wooden building, she discovered that the structure of her small wooden building was slightly different from that of the program group.

The small wooden building in the program group does not have a kitchen. The originally empty space for enjoying the shade has also been turned into rooms. It should be used for entertaining guests from the very beginning of construction, and as many rooms as possible have been arranged.

The village chief's family is somewhere in between.

Although there is a kitchen on the first floor, the other side is not a bedroom, but a room that is locked and does not know what it is doing.

Liu Ming happily hummed a folk song in the kitchen, preparing food for the guests, as if this was her own home.

When Yan Shixun passed by the door of the kitchen, he also pretended to be careless and glanced over there.

The vegetables piled on the stove are crisp and fresh, with dew on them, and all the food and containers seem to be normal.

However, Yan Shixun keenly sensed the strange scent passing by.

It's like traditional Chinese medicine, but it's not just a medicine smell, but a rancid and bloody smell.

Like ointment applied to a rotten wound, and tightly bound by a bandage, all the odors are sealed inside and cannot be spilled.

It wasn't until the bandage was removed after a long time that the stench was mixed with the smell of traditional Chinese medicine, and it rushed over, straight to the sky.

Even Nan Tian, ​​who was not very sensitive, frowned, his eye circles were red from the smoke.

Yan Shixun took two steps very slowly, and then quickly determined the source by the intensity and direction of the smell.

It was the locked door.

When he passed by that room, he lowered his eyes and looked over.

A heavy lock is hung on the door.

It was rusty and had black and red stains, and looked like it had been used for many years.

And under closer inspection, Yan Shixun saw some yellow-black water stains oozing out from under the crack of the door.

It looked like corpse oil from a rotting corpse, but somehow it was mixed with the soup of traditional Chinese medicine, thus forming a soup with such a strange color and smell.

Moreover, even the underside of the wooden door was stained with layers of yellow and black in varying degrees, as if it had been soaked in such things for a long time, and it had been a long time ago.

Chinese medicine?

Yan Shixun frowned.

The southern region is not famous for Chinese medicine.

However, because Liu Ming was not far away, Yan Shixun did not plan to expose his intentions and plans before he found out the situation, so that residents of Longevity Village like Liu Ming could see any abnormalities.

So, he just slowed down, like a normal person walking steadily, he took a second quick look at the room while delaying the time as much as possible, and then walked up the stairs.

Listening to the creaking sound of the wooden stairs, Liu Ming, who was humming an out-of-tune tune while picking side vegetables, suddenly stopped singing, and the vegetables he was holding in his hand were also randomly thrown into the side table by him. In the tub, there was a "pop!" sound.

A hand that was so rotten that its skin and flesh were incomplete immediately stretched out from the gap in the stove. After a short and eager groping, it couldn't wait to grab the thrown vegetables in its hand, and then quickly retracted under the stove.

But Liu Ming didn't care about it, and didn't pay any attention to the abnormal noise below.

I don't know if he didn't hear it, or he already knew what was hidden there, and he was used to it.

Liu Ming raised his head slowly, and the cheerful and smiling expression gradually disappeared in the process of raising his head until he was expressionless.

He stared straight at the mourning hall outside the kitchen door where the figures of the two had disappeared, and after a long time, he opened his mouth again and smiled.

But the eyes were cold and dark, without any smile.

……

After Yan Shixun stepped onto the second floor, he immediately dragged Nan Tian to the opposite room.

He had a natural expression as if he was going back to his room, and he turned his head to chat with Nan Tian relaxedly: "I didn't expect to see you again, I thought you were already lying in the room at home."

"Nanming Mountain is really a good place. Before I came here, I never thought that it would be such a paradise."

"Brother, you should have told me earlier, but it's not too late now."

Nan Tian looked at Yan Shixun's smile in confusion, not knowing what Yan Shixun was talking about.

He didn't want other people to know their real relationship and identity, so he made up a story of "meeting by chance before entering the mountain and then separated, but I didn't expect to get lost in the mountain to a place".

However, if others don't know, doesn't Yan Shixun, who is one of the parties involved, know?

This is simply a story he made up.

However, Yan Shixun's "brother" still flattered Nan Tian.

After filming these few episodes, Nan Tian also discovered that Yan Shixun is not an enthusiastic person.

Not to mention ordinary relationships, Yan Shixun even despises the powerful connections that other people can't reach but are entrusted with both hands in front of Yan Shixun.Speaking of friends, then Yan Shixun is not a person with many friends.

As Yan Shixun himself said, he doesn't make karma with others easily.

Even Nan Tian was under the protection of Yan Shixun because he was a guest of the program group, and managed to escape the crisis several times.But he clearly knew that it was because of director Zhang Wubing.

Nan Tian is grateful to Yan Shixun for protecting his safety, and also grateful for the traffic and resources this program brings to him, but he only shows it in specific actions.

Actively interact with the official program group, and promote this program on social platforms and other interviews with me.

As for the connections and relationships that Zhang Wubing needed with the program group, he also unselfishly used them to help the program group.

Before Zhang Wubing had a headache communicating with the live broadcast platform, it was because Nan Tian dug up his friend's contact information and used it as a bridge.

Although Zhang Wubing himself has the backing of the Zhang family and the size of the current program, it is only a matter of time before he can reach a good communication with the official live broadcast platform.

But Nan Tian's help saved the program crew a lot of unnecessary time and trouble.

This made Zhang Wubing and the director team very happy.

Many fans of Nantian even ridiculed him, saying that he is the wild spokesperson of the program group.

However, Nan Tian knew it himself.

That's because I couldn't verbally express my gratitude to Yan Shixun.

Everyone wants to be friends with excellent people, and Nantian is no exception.

However, he could only stand there and look at Zhang Wubing, envious that he could lean on Yan Shixun and act coquettishly hugging his thigh without any scruples, but he himself never took a step forward.

Because of his childhood experience, Nan Tian left an indelible shadow on ghosts and gods.

Although many years ago, the grandmother quickly realized Xiao Nantian's fear and decisively sent him out of the village to grow up with his parents in the city, but for Nantian, the damage had already been done and was irreversible.

In the few years after returning to his parents, the young Nan Tian kept having nightmares, no matter how many gods and Buddhas his anxious parents invited, and how many masters he saw, there was no effect.

Those master witches who saw Xiao Nantian wondered that Xiao Nantian's body had no traces of being invaded by evil spirits, and there was no problem with strong yang energy, so why would he have nightmares?

Looking at the anxious and guilty faces of his parents, Xiao Nantian sensibly concealed the matter, only saying that he no longer had nightmares.

However, until he became an adult, until he entered the entertainment circle and became a star, Nan Tian was shining brightly under the spotlight and was sought after by many people, he still did not escape the shadow of his childhood.

The nightmare has been haunting him and never left.

He was always having the same dream.

He dreamed that his little self was standing at the door of his house, holding half-eaten food in his hand, and staring stiffly at the three-way intersection in the village not far away.

There was a tall black figure walking past the three-way intersection.

The man seemed to have noticed his existence, lifted his bamboo hat slightly, and there was no trace of emotion in his slanted glance.

It's so cold that it's not like ordinary people.

Nan Tian still remembers how he froze under that glance in his dream, as if his whole being was seen through, and all the good and evil he had done in his life were exposed to the sun naked, unable to hide a little shadow private.

In the dream, he stood frozen at the door of the house.

He wanted to run home and lock the door as soon as possible, he wanted to open his mouth and call for grandma to save him, but he couldn't do anything.

It was as if he had lost all his strength at that glance.

It wasn't until the black figure disappeared from sight that Nan felt alive again, heaved a sigh of relief and wanted to turn around and go home.

However, that was the real beginning of the nightmare.

Just as he lowered his head, Nan Tian saw that the half-eaten food in his hand suddenly turned into cold mud and sand.

He watched helplessly as the ball of mud leaked down his fingers and landed on his shoes, the touch felt so real.

But in his mouth, the aroma of food was obviously still lingering.

Immediately afterwards, the plants in the entire village withered quickly, just like what Nan Tian had seen in the doomsday movie, everything lost its color and turned into withered yellow and lifeless black and white.

And rotting corpses emerged from the corner of the village.

——The neighbor's mother-in-law, who had already died, appeared behind the wall again!

Not only the mother-in-law next door, but also countless villagers who have died long ago...

Familiar faces have lost their original vitality at this time, with ugly corpse spots on their faces, and the skin is so loose that it almost falls off the bones, shaking as they walk, slowly appearing in the In the field of vision of the southern sky.

The aimless corpses who were originally wandering souls realized that someone was watching them, they turned their heads stiffly and slowly, and looked at Nan Tian.

Caught off guard, Nan Tian caught sight of them.

Then, as if they had found their target, those dead bodies turned around and headed towards Nan Tian in a daze.

Nan Tian, ​​who was in a small group, was so frightened that he cried, crying for his grandma.

And Nan Tian would also yell in horror, yelling that Grandma turned over and sat up on the bed covered in cold sweat, her heart beating violently like a drum, and after realizing that she had dreamed of the same scene again, she covered her face as if exhausted, and never Unable to fall asleep, eyes open until dawn.

However, even though this nightmare has haunted Nan Tian for many years, he has even become more and more proficient, watching condescendingly like a lucid dream, knowing what will happen next, and can almost memorize all the scenes silently.

But he has never seen Grandma's face again.

The nightmare always came to an abrupt end when Xiao Nantian was crying for her grandmother to save her life.

For so many years... the grandma who loves him the most, the grandma he likes the most, looks at him from the future dream.

Nan Tian also went to temples and Taoist temples in confusion, and asked all those Taoist monks, but found nothing.

And the childhood experience still seriously affects Nan Tian's actions and choices until now.

As a star, Nan Tian has always paid attention to his own image and reputation, but he still has a black spot that cannot be denied.

play big.

Even Nan Tian's fans couldn't argue with this.

Some celebrities will also look at the occasion and the other party's coffee position when playing big cards, but Nan Tian's "playing big cards" never distinguishes the importance of the occasion.

——He refused to be in the room facing the three-way intersection.

As long as he could see the three-way intersection from the window, Nan Tian would react violently, his temper could not be controlled, and he insisted on asking the staff to change the room for him.

Even if the size of the organizer was far from what Nan Tian could offend, even if the staff closed the curtains, Nan Tian insisted on leaving.

As if staying in this room for another second, he would die.

Others couldn't understand why Nan Tian did this, so they thought he was playing big cards.

However, even Nantian's own house must be located in the center of the house, and there must be no rooms facing the street around it, let alone windows facing the three-way intersection.

He is like a wounded person, protecting himself carefully.

In addition, after entering the door, I habitually lock the door, check whether every window is closed in the room, and sprint before entering the door, as if there is danger if I slow down...

These are all small habits left to Nan Tian by previous experience.

Nan Tian also hated himself for being like this, but after several psychological interventions, he couldn't get any relief.

That is the fear that comes from the depths of the soul. The survival instinct has been carved into the bones, and it is no longer a dimension that the brain can control.

Because of this, when Nan Tian met Yan Shixun in the program group, he looked at Yan Shixun's slender back facing them in front of the ghosts, and he couldn't look back for a long time.

Nan Tian had always been afraid of ghosts and gods, and it wasn't until that moment that he really felt at ease.

It was like a person who had suffered from insomnia for decades and was finally able to sleep peacefully.

Yan Shixun's position in Nan Tian's heart is very high, shoulder to shoulder with the sun and the moon.

It was precisely because of this that Nan Tian couldn't muster up the courage to step forward and become Yan Shixun's friend like Zhang Wubing.

He could only look up at Yan Shixun.

But now, now!

Brother Yan called him brother!

Nan Tian was so excited that his face turned red, and even for a moment he forgot where he was, and the strangeness of Xiaomulou and Changshou Village, and looked at Yan Shixun with bright eyes, not knowing how to respond .

When Yan Shixun lowered his eyes, he met a pair of shining dog eyes.

Yan Shixun caught off guard: "...?"

What is Nan Tian doing?What are you thinking, did he not hear the question you asked him?

Yan Shixun looked at Nan Tian speechlessly, feeling that he and the other party's thinking should not be tuned.

Under Yan Shixun's cold stare and vague reminder, Nan Tian reacted belatedly——

Oh...Brother Yan was hiding the sound in his words. He was asking how he came here from the resting place of the program group, where is Nanming Mountain, and what happened before. Let him tell him.

After realizing Yan Shixun's original purpose, the villain in Nan Tian's heart "Paji!" fell to his knees.

He was like a Samoyed who had been splashed with cold water, even his ears drooped and curled up in the wet fur, his brows and eyes drooped, and the originally bright dog eyes looked pitiful.

However, under Yan Shixun's deadly gaze, Nan Tian still held up his spirits, showing a smile that failed to chase stars is uglier than crying, and said weakly: "Yes, there are many things I want to talk to Brother Yan , let's go back to the room and talk slowly."

It was raining cats and dogs in Nan Tian's heart.

Yan Shixun finally withdrew his gaze in satisfaction.

He felt that although Nan Tian was a little slow to react, he was still better than Lu Xingxing, and he still reacted in time.

While the two were talking and joking during their performance, Yan Shixun pushed open the room at the far left on the second floor.

The door was unlocked, Yan Shixun pushed it open.

What was displayed in front of the two of them was a very normal guest room.

Although the furniture inside is relatively simple, there is nothing that should not appear around normal people. It is just an ordinary room with bare walls.

A man was sitting on the bed with his back to them.

His back looks very tired, he doesn't know what kind of blow he has endured, like a middle-aged man who can't bear the burden of life, his back is bent, so he sits empty and helpless in a daze, not knowing what to do Restoring hope.

Nan Tian looked around the room curiously, but didn't see anything unusual, so he looked up at Yan Shixun again, hoping to get some answers from his face.

Yan Shixun's eyes kept falling on that man.

"Ah, I went to the wrong room, I'm sorry, sorry, I disturbed your rest."

Yan Shixun forced an embarrassed smile on his face, and raised his voice to ask the people in the room: "But, did you get here because you got lost?"

After the man heard the unfamiliar voice, he who didn't even pay attention to the sound of the door being pushed open suddenly froze for a moment, then turned around slowly and looked towards the door.

Because of this, Yan Shixun could see the man's face clearly.

It was a weather-beaten face, and there were traces of suffering everywhere, as if a man had suffered so much for his life before that his spine was finally crushed.

The man's wrinkled face was numb, not as enthusiastic as Yanagi, but not too deeply desperate.

It seems that most of the emotions have been pulled out of his body, and even the vitality no longer exists. Only the instinct of "living" is driving him to pant, and he is living habitually.

Numb and calm.

The man looked at Yan Shixun without blinking, and then slowly shook his head.

"No."

As if he hadn't spoken for a long time, the man's voice was rough and hoarse: "I'm here...I'm here to treat illnesses."

It seemed that Yan Shixun's calm aura infected the man, or the man saw that Yan Shixun had no ill intentions towards him, so he paused before speaking again.

"Your room is not on this side, let's go."

Weird wording.

Doubts emerged in Yan Shixun's heart.

After most people find the wrong room, they will subconsciously say that it is not this "room", not this side.

Why did this person exclude the entire left side of the second floor?

Yan Shixun was puzzled in his heart, but it didn't show at all on his face.

He smiled and nodded to thank the man. He wanted to continue to ask something from the man, but the man quickly returned to his lack of interest, turned his head numbly, and continued to sit on the edge of the bed and look at the window. A look of refusal to talk.

Yan Shixun had no choice but to glance at the layout and items in the room for the last time, keeping it in mind, then closed the door and continued to the next room.

Walking all the way from the far left, Yan Shixun opened the doors of the rooms one by one like a person who forgot where his room was, and then chatted with the people inside.

But the more he looked, the more Yan Shixun's heart sank down.

Even Nan Tian, ​​who didn't know what happened next to him, was terrified and gradually understood what Yan Shixun was doing.

——Since the village chief’s house has so many rooms, it is different from other small wooden buildings with normal structures, but instead looks like a hotel, one room next to another, so Yan Shixun naturally wants to see what is going on in each room.

And forgetting where the room is is the best excuse.

After looking at each room, Yan Shixun found that the people in each room were equally numb, just like the man in the first room, who had lost perception and interest in life, and did not care what happened around him. up.

Even the people in many rooms are not as good as the man in the first room.

When some people turned around, Yan Shixun saw that only the whites of their eyes were cloudy, and the pupils could not be seen.

There are also some people who have lost the ability to speak, and can only make the breathy sound of "ho ho" between their tongues.

Worst of all, I couldn't even get up from the bed, I just looked up at the ceiling with my eyes open, like a vegetable.

However, this situation only ends in the middle.

It seems that there is an invisible gap separating the two worlds.

With the middle as the boundary, the people in the left room behave strangely, like a hospice, everyone is numb and lifeless.

But from the middle to the right, except for the room where Nan Tian lived, every room was locked, and no one answered when knocked on the door, as if no one lived there.

Nan Tian watched Yan Shixun's actions, swallowed nervously, and looked behind him nervously, for fear that when they were doing this, the village name named Liu Ming happened to go upstairs to catch them.

Nan Tian, ​​who had no experience in doing this kind of thing, looked timidly like a thief.

——It’s still the kind that just entered the industry.

Even Yan Shixun was amused by Nan Tian's appearance when he lowered his head unintentionally.

Yan Shixun smiled lightly and shook his head, with Nan Tian's appearance, he was really exposed.

and……

Yan Shixun's eyes darkened when he thought of Liu Ming in the kitchen downstairs, and the village chief he said was supposed to be here but never appeared.

He can tell seamless lies, and no one will doubt the truth.

But when Yan Shixun was on the way to the village chief's house with Liu Ming, he intentionally or unintentionally said contradictory words several times, but Liu Ming still chose to believe it without noticing it.

This instead made Yan Shixun suspicious.

Either Liu Mingzhen is stupid and dull, and can't tell when others are lying, or...

It's just that Liu Ming doesn't care at all whether what others tell him is a lie or the truth.

——The prey has fallen into the trap, surrounded by mountains and there is no way to escape, the hunter naturally relaxes his vigilance, feeling complacent that there will be no accidents.

This performance made Yan Shixun realize that no matter who Liu Ming was before, he is now a villager of Changshou Village.

That's why, after Yan Shixun entered the small wooden building, he tried step by step the limits that Liu Ming could allow, and also took this opportunity to find out the situation of the small wooden building.

Liu Ming said before that the conditions in their villagers' homes are not good, so all the guests who come will live in the village head's house.

Not to mention the strangeness of the Changshou Village downstream and the river water, how could so many people get lost in a remote village in this deep mountain?

Besides, Yanagi's actions seemed so skillful.

Yan Shixun even wondered whether Liu Ming's living by the river was deliberately arranged.

With currently known methods, there is only one way to reach Changshou Village upstream by the river.

And everyone who came ashore from the river would be discovered by Liu Ming immediately, and then he would bring him to the village chief's house.

But if this is the case, the first girl he meets, Ayu, becomes useless.

Yan Shixun was deep in thought, but he kept walking towards Nan Tian's room.

He threw Nan Tian, ​​which he had been carrying all the time, into the room, then quickly closed the door and twisted the lock, and rushed forward.

Before Nan Tian could react, Yan Shixun grabbed Nan Tian's palm and forced him to flatten his palm, and his slender fingers landed in the center of Nan Tian's palm.

The distance between the two was so close that Nan Tian, ​​who was terrified, could even see Yan Shixun's slightly lowered thick eyelashes.

With the cover of his figure, Yan Shixun's slightly cool fingertips slid across Nan Tian's palm.

[How did you get here? ]

[Is everyone else safe? ]

[what happened? ]

Nan Tian was itchy from being scratched, and subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand, but was pulled back forcefully by Yan Shixun.

Then he slowly realized that Yan Shixun was writing in the palm of his hand and asking him silently.

Nan Tian collected himself, stretched out his hand, and wrote the answer stroke by stroke in Yan Shixun's palm.

[I don't know, I just fell asleep, and when I opened my eyes, I was already here. ]

Yan Shixun was startled, he raised his eyes and looked at Nan Tian.

At the same time, in the small wooden building where the program crew was resting, Lu Xingxing held the door frame and stood there for a long time. He felt that the blood in his body was about to freeze, and he didn't know how to react.

Zhao Zhen saw something was wrong with Lu Xingxing, he walked over wondering, and saw Nan Tian who was motionless as if he was dead.

"Nan Tian!"