Chapter 437 Xiwu Village [14]

It was said before that Abu was a man and a monster, and Song Yiyuan just 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 others...

Mo Qing's sudden speculation made Song Yiyuan feel terrified.

Especially when he thought about Abu's physical characteristics, he became more and more terrifying and goose bumps all over his body.

He couldn't help rubbing his arms.

"You mean," Song Yiyuan swallowed, and felt his mood sinking to the bottom of the valley. "Abu, and the monsters around the village... may be humans?"

When talking about the word "man", Song Yiyuan couldn't help but jump.

Seeing Song Yiyuan's stiff and weird expression, Mo Qing was puzzled: "What are you doing so nervously? I'm just guessing it casually."

"...The problem is that your guess has opened up a new angle, maybe it is really possible!"

"Then wait until it's confirmed before getting nervous." Mo Qingxin was very immense. "Now it's a brain-minded part. It doesn't make much sense to be so eager to devote one's emotions."

“…”

Song Yiyuan was speechless.

After thinking about it carefully, I felt that Mo Qing’s words made sense.

Song Yiyuan couldn't help but sigh.

"It will be dawn in half a clock." Mo Qing looked at the time displayed on his phone, "You make porridge first, and when it dawns, we will go to the village."

"Oh, okay." Song Yiyuan nodded and asked again, "When will Jiang Ke come?"

“…”

Mo Qing touched the tip of his nose.

After a while, she said, "He is outside to answer."

Hopefully, it's really "received".

Mo Qing thought so.

If Jiang Ke really meets these monsters...

This idea is a bit dangerous, Mo Qing suppresses it in time.

"become."

Song Yiyuan didn't think much about it.

The reason why she got up so early to make porridge was that Song Yiyuan couldn't sleep at night and counted until dawn every second. She really couldn't rest anymore, so she decided to get some food.

At this moment, when Mo Qing came, Song Yiyuan's nerves were relaxed. Halfway through the porridge, he leaned on the bamboo chair and fell asleep.

Mo Qing walked around the room and saw that Song Yiyuan was sleeping in a slight state. He did not 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 be extinguished.

After adding two pieces, Mo Qing noticed that there was a small stack of firewood next to the stove, stacked neatly.

All the firewood is chopped.

Judging from the dryness and humidity, these firewood should have been there for a while.

Mo Qing was cooking porridge, thinking of the strange situation in Xiwu Village, he couldn't help but frown.

Only in the poisonous fog can you find Xiwu Village through the map on the Jiuyun Fragments.

Xiwu Village has existed for a long time, spanning multiple dynasties, isolated from the world and not disturbed, like the "Peach Blossom Land", but what kind of people are they?

And how do you live?

What happened to the monster outside the village? Is it a brand new species in nature or an artificial one?

Did the last group of people in the village leave or completely disappear?

Chi Shi seemed to know something, did he restore his memory? But why didn’t he say that directly? Instead, he disappeared after arriving in Xiwu Village?

at last--

After a while, she arranged for her to come to Xiwu Village and New World to find ways to enter Xiwu Village... What exactly is it?

There are too many problems and too many mysteries. Mo Qing cannot find a reasonable line and runs all the clues through them.

"Shisheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshe

The pressure cooker hat suddenly rang.

Mo Qing's thoughts were interrupted.

She looked at the pressure cooker and took out two pieces of wood burning strongly from the earth stove to prevent the porridge in the pressure cooker from being burned.

"Bang!"

"Ouch."

As the sound of a chair and a person falling to the ground heavily, Song Yiyuan was woken up and exclaimed.

He hissed, raised his hand and rubbed the back of his head, then half-squinted his eyes and looked around. It took him a few seconds to realize where he was.

He got up and picked up the chair: "I fell asleep accidentally."

Mo Qing said, "The porridge will be ready soon, you go get the dishes and chopsticks."

"Um."

Song Yiyuan yawned, walked to the side door entrance, suddenly remembered something, raised his hand to hold the door frame and turned around.

"It's too dark inside, I need kerosene-"

Before he finished speaking, Song Yiyuan suddenly realized something was wrong and his whole body suddenly became tense.

He turned his head back stiffly.

Then,

Meet a pair of scarlet and strange eyes.

At the moment he reacted, Song Yiyuan felt that his cardiac arrest was still there, and his brain tilted his head back before he sorted out the information.

Only two centimeters away.

A hand with sharp nails passed by his eyes.

Song Yiyuan could even imagine the bloody scene when his nails pierced his brain.

!!

Song Yiyuan, who escaped by luck, quickly retreated quickly. When he wanted to ask Mo Qing for help, Mo Qing had already come over and fought with the monster who appeared in the house at some point.

"Dong!"

"Hula——"

The monster swept his legs and wiped out half of the earth stove. The pressure cooker on it fell directly into the fire, and its hat was still "squeezing" and kept ringing.

“Ahhhh, my porridge—”

Song Yiyuan's blood flowed backwards.

He clenched his fists and roared: "Mo Qing, beat it up! It's fierce!"

Mo Qing: "..."

She wanted to throw the monster hard on him and shut him up.

This is a psychopath.
Chapter completed!