ID number 019

Chen Yang put the small fish into the bucket as if nothing had happened. He raised his hand to wipe off the water stains on his face, and there was a fishy smell in his breath.

"That's Yang Erzhu's wife's fish."

Chen Yang returned to the river and spoke in a volume that only Chao Jian could hear.

"Catch the fish first, and wait until the fish tide is over." Chao Jian took the weeds in the net to the shore, twisted out the two dried shrimps inside, and threw them into the bucket casually.

Chen Yang nodded, he continued to fish, but his attention was no longer as concentrated as before.

The information brought by the fish just now was amazing. The fish of Yang Erzhu's wife was caught and eaten, and the speculation that caused her death was overturned.

She didn't die by eating other people's fish.

Because judging from the attitude of the townspeople towards the named fish, some people in the town robbed others of their lives, and they are still alive and well, and they are all fine.

Chen Yang thought to himself, the only thing that can be explained is that Yang Erzhu's wife violated a taboo.

But what taboo would she violate?

Was old man Zhao's death related to her...

Chen Yang picked up the net and threw an ordinary small black fish into the bucket. According to the current situation, the fish corresponding to a dead person will not disappear.

As long as they are not caught and eaten, the fish will come down from the waterfall again and again and rush into the river with the fish tide.

Chen Yang couldn't figure out what was the significance of the dead man's name Yu appearing in Yu Chao.

Moreover, once Yang Erzhu died, his lifespan would be terminated. Why did his wife still eat his fish?

Chen Yang thought of something, the back of his head was slightly numb, it might not be that Yang Erzhu's wife wanted to eat it, it might be a ghost possessing him.

The owner of the fish bone in the trash can hated Yang Erzhu and his wife, so he frightened Yang Erzhu to death, possessed his wife, ate his fish, and made his wife experience the rapid loss of the stolen life and grow old alone.

Because the taboo is not to eat the fish of a dead person.

Eating the fish of the dead, not only does not reduce the life span, but accelerates the death?

So smooth, it feels reasonable.

Chen Yang tugged at the gown that was attached to his chest and back, but this was just speculation, and there was no clear clue to prove it.

A figure appeared in front of his eyes, and the action of fishing suddenly stopped, no, it was unreasonable.

There is a bug in that speculation, old man Zhao.

When he ate the fish named after Li Erban, Li Erban was alive.

And he died afterwards.

Chen Yang rubbed the drops of water off his chin with the back of his hand, sighed heavily in his heart, the taboo was something else.

Think again.

There was shouting and cursing from upstream, and a group of people fought.

Chen Yang listened for a while, and understood the general cause of the dispute. A townsman caught a named fish. He didn't hide it well, and was seen by others on the spot. The other party wanted to snatch it with jealousy.

Other families have their own ghosts, some want to fish in troubled waters, some are afraid that it is their own fish, and want to know what the words on the back of the fish are.

The group hand-to-hand combat is still going on, and some people have suffered severe injuries.

Chen Yang frowned, luckily he didn't go upstream with Chao Jian, otherwise Chao Jian who was sitting by the river would be trampled.

More intense violence is bound to be staged at that time.

Gao Degui didn't know when he came, he tried his best to dissuade him on the river bank.

In the confusion, the fish fell into the river.

No one succeeded.

The fish snatching battle ended hastily amidst the roars and the smell of blood.

After a while, another commotion broke out by the river. This time, someone caught Old Man Zhao's fish.

The crowd is in disarray.

"Isn't old man Zhao dead? Why is the fish still there? Is it the same name?"

"Is there someone named Zhao Gui?"

"No, there is no one with the same name!"

"..."

"So, he didn't die because the fish was eaten!"

"Then how did he die?"

The noise suddenly disappeared, and the surrounding townspeople looked at each other and looked at you.The children's ignorance and fearless play formed a strong contrast with their panic.

The current in the river is turbulent, and occasionally fish jump on the water, splashing fine water.

After a few moments, another anxious voice sounded.

"What are you doing, why are the dead fish in the river?"

"Are there all the ones that haven't been eaten?"

"..."

Old man Zhao's fish was lying in the grass by the river. It was a big crucian carp, weighing more than a catty. When it jumped, the townspeople's hearts jumped.

"What should we do now?"

"People are dead and have no life span. Why are you caught? Let them go."

"Yes, let it go!"

Not far away, Chen Yang watched the townspeople put Old Man Zhao's fish into the river, and everyone else made room to watch him leave.

Chen Yang moved his toes in the mud, the taboo of "not eating dead fish" is really illogical.

Normal people would not eat it.

Five minutes later, the tide of fish disappeared, and 5 people in the river came ashore sparsely.

This time, I don't know how many people will be robbed of their lives.

One fish can cause at least one murder and destroy a family.

Chen Yang threw the net on the shore, and he sat down beside Chao Jian, the water on his trouser legs kept dripping down.

"I only caught one name fish, you didn't have any..."

The wet right arm was caught, Chen Yang's voice stopped, and he quickly changed his words: "In terms of species, you are better than me, and you even caught shrimp."

"..." Zhao Jian took his hand.

Chen Yang looked over, his injured fingers were soaked white, and one of them had a small cut, which was also soaked white.

Kind of disgusting.

Chen Yang shrank his wet and wrinkled fingers: "What are you doing?"

Chao Jane let go of his arm: "I want to eat milk slices, you peel them for me."

"..." Chen Yang raised his hands, "Look, my hands are wet and a bit fishy, ​​you should peel them yourself."

Chao Jian grabbed three milk tablets and threw them into his arms.

"Then you help me open the backpack, there is paper in it, I'll wipe it first..." Before Chen Yang finished speaking, Chao Jian grabbed his hand and wrapped it in his clean gown.

"Okay, wipe it off." Chao Jian seemed impatient, with a shadow between her brows.

Chen Yang subconsciously touched his gown and wiped off the water from his hands.

The three milk tablets were eaten by Chao Jian in one go, and he swiped his phone after eating, ignoring the crumpled gown.

On the contrary, Chen Yang was used to his tidy appearance, so he couldn't bear it and smoothed him down a bit.

Not long after, Xiang Dong came over empty-handed, and Chen Yang asked him, "Where's the fish?"

"Fish," Xiang Dong picked up the wet gown and wiped his head. There were a few old scars hanging on his clear and distinct abdominal muscles. "They're all ordinary, grab them and throw them away."

Chen Yang glanced at the painter who was coming from the other side. He was not wearing the clothes given by Widow Zhou. He was still wearing the same shirt and trousers as when he came. The collar and sleeves were tightly buttoned. There was no unpleasant smell on his body. No sweat either.

Sweat glands are underdeveloped.

Tall and thin, with a dark yellow skinny face, like a ray of fresh air filled with the smell of disinfectant, he has a unique demeanor of sickness and aloofness.

The painter didn't go into the water, he stayed away from the crowd, and stood by the river to catch fish with a long net, but he didn't catch any fish.

Chen Yang's eyes were dazzled by the object between the painter's fingers, and he asked, "Painter, what are you holding in your hand?"

The artist pinched something with his gloved thumb and fingers and showed it to Chen Yang.

It was a little blue diamond.

Chen Yang thought of the painter's feat of giving the ring in the mission world, he wanted to ask a few questions, but Xiang Dong asked before him.

"You don't want to scatter diamonds in the town, do you?" Xiang Dong said.

"We broke up in the small attic. It's a pity that ghosts only like to create illusions and don't like diamonds." The painter said regretfully, "No one came to talk to me about business with fish."

"It stands to reason that such transactions exist and are very realistic. After all, no matter how long you live, you will still be poor if you don't have money. If you catch a fish with a name and sell it to a rich person, you can get a sum of money immediately."

The painter looked at himself: "Isn't it obvious that I am a rich man?"

"Enough is enough." Chen Yang said, "It's obvious."

He added: "I didn't look for you, I should be hesitating. Besides, there are two big families in the town, and they are also rich. You are not the first choice."

When he said this, something flashed through Chen Yang's mind, but he didn't catch it in time.

"It makes sense." The painter smiled.

Chen Yang was stunned for a second. If the painter regained his blood color and the thin flesh grew back, his appearance would definitely not be that bad.

The painter tossed it casually, and the little blue diamond fell into Chen Yang's arms: "I'll send you off."

It was calm and breezy.

Glaring to the East: "Damn it, why don't you give it to me?"

"You can't use it," said the painter.

"No," Chen Yang picked up the small diamond in his arms, and said strangely, "I don't need it either."

The painter said nothing.

Xiang Dong knew what the painter meant, his face turned blue, and he rushed forward like a bandit leader.

I let you eat dog food!

The painter is two or three centimeters taller than Xiang Dong, but his strength is not as strong as him, and he can't break free, so he can only pick up the spray and spray it indiscriminately.

Chen Yang looked at the small diamond in his hand, his younger sister liked such shiny things, but unfortunately their family couldn't afford such a rare colored diamond.

Such a small one, I don't know how high the price is.

There was a vague gaze cast from the left side, Chen Yang turned his head, and found that the boy was still swiping his phone, he had an illusion.

Chen Yang gave the diamond to Chao Jian without much thought: "You take it."

Chao Jian didn't respond to Chen Yang, he didn't know what he was pressing, his face was expressionless.

The phone is full of gibberish.

The diamond went into Chaojian's pocket and became friends with Naipian.

Not long after, other people also came to Chen Yang's side.

Teacher Xie, Ge Fei and Zhuzhu all carried a bucket.

Zhuzhu was relatively heavy, so she changed hands a few times, calling Big Eyed Girl for help.

The two of them were on one side, carrying it tremblingly.

"One or two are carrying buckets, what the hell are you doing here!" Xiang Dong grabbed the net and strode forward, stirred in the three buckets one by one, and made eye contact with Chen Yang calmly, but didn't notice .

Chen Yang sat on the grass and looked at his teammates who were approaching. Teacher Xie in front of them rolled up their trousers, carried their shoes, and walked barefoot, all in a mess.

As they approached, the clothes smelled of fish.

Some have fish scales on their hands.

Among the group, only Miss Qiao and Xiang Zimu who were walking behind were not very wet and had no fishy smell.

Chen Yang squinted his eyes. The styles of clothes that Widow Zhou prepared for them were not much different, they were both gowns and trousers, but the girls' gowns had long sleeves, and the cuffs just covered their slender wrists.

The big-eyed girl put down the bucket, and collapsed on the grass in large characters: "I'm exhausted."

Chen Yang said, "Caught a lot of fish."

"There are so many of them without names." The big-eyed girl rolled up her slipped sleeves, exposing her arms covered with a large mosquito bag. .”

Chen Yang was shocked by her mosquito bag: "Then what are you doing in the bucket?"

"Zhuzhu told the inn." The big-eyed girl covered her face with her hands to cover the scorching sun, "Anyway, I will never touch any fish food again. The fish eyes that morning hurt my weak heart." Huge damage."

Chen Yang looked at Zhuzhu: "I want to give it to the inn."

"I think," Zhuzhu shook the bucket, "like some fish in it, we lost their scales when we caught them, and they were almost dead, and they couldn't survive in the river, so we might as well take them back to the inn as a place to eat." Ingredients."

Chen Yang asked the other two people carrying buckets: "You are also like this?"

Teacher Xie and Ge Fei both nodded.

"Some of the fish's bellies are turned upside down, and they are thrown away to waste." Teacher Xie pointed to the bucket behind Chen Yang and asked, "Mr. Chen, is this yours?"

Chen Yang said "hmm".

Teacher Xie got closer and looked into the bucket: "It looks like there are a lot."

"It's all grass." Chen Yang said.

Teacher Xie: "..."

Chen Yang released all the small fish and shrimps that he and Chao Jian fished, including the fish of Yang Erzhu's wife.

Some of the 12 people were standing, some were sitting, and some were paralyzed.

Today is the third day in the town, and they are all haggard. The rats in the room have parties at night, and they can't sleep at all.

Didn't eat well either.

Although the cook at the inn was very skilled, he was full of fish every day, not to mention getting angry, and he felt a little nauseous.

Now their situation is that they can't eat well, can't sleep well, and can't leave when they want to leave.

"I haven't seen your name fish before." Ge Fei sat down with his back against the bucket, took out two sips of mineral water from his backpack, "What about you? Have you seen it?"

No one said "yes".

Ge Fei breathed a sigh of relief: "Then our names should not be on the fish's back."

The big-eyed girl got up from the grass happily: "Flag is invalid, great!"

"I was scared to death too." Old Wu's dark face was covered with sweat, he looked up at the smoking woman, "Miss Qiao, do you want to sit on the floor, I will take off my coat and make a bed for you?"

Miss Qiao smiled and refused: "I won't sit down."

Old Wu's eyes showed a bit of anger. At first, this slut seduced him everywhere, but later she got involved with the men in the town and treated him as a fart.

Seeing a woman winking at a young townsman, Lao Wu acted like a husband who caught his wife having an affair: "Miss Qiao, this is the mission world, we are doing missions, life and death are at stake, shouldn't you be careful?"

Miss Qiao: "Huh?"

She bent her waist, biting a cigarette with her red lips slightly opened, and sprayed a thin puff of smoke onto the middle-aged man's face, full of surprise and teasing: "What do you want?"

Old Wu's face immediately turned pale: "You!"

"Okay, okay, calm down." Ge Fei hurriedly smoothed things over, "Brother Wu, Ms. Qiao, let's talk about business, let's talk about business."

No one responded.

"Mr. Chen," Ge Fei called again, "Mr. Chen!"

Chen Yang turned his head helplessly.

Ge Fei winked at him, please help to adjust the atmosphere.

"..." Chen Yang touched Chao Jian's crutch, and he asked the upstream missions, whether the old man Zhao's fish was still alive, and whether the townspeople would be affected when they caught fish later.

Teacher Xie said: "Panic is panic, but it didn't happen to me or my family, so I don't feel deeply enough."

"The main reason is that some people didn't die after eating the fish." Zhuzhu pulled up the white hat and put it on top of her head, "Their level of fear cannot go up."

"I feel that some townspeople still have this kind of mentality." Ge Fei held the mineral water bottle and said as a townsman. In order to prevent others from catching your fish, you must join in and cannot withdraw.”

Zhuzhu agrees: "Yes, what they think in their hearts is that I don't want to eat other people's name fish, I just want to catch my own and my family's fish."

The big-eyed girl followed her words: "Then use this flag to capture others."

"By the way." The big-eyed girl shrugged, "I didn't intend to grab and eat it on purpose, I just couldn't help it. I will definitely burn more paper next year."

Everyone: "..."

"The people in the town are getting smarter every time. I have been observing for a long time, but I can't see who caught the fish with the name and hid it secretly." There was a trace of frustration in Teacher Xie's words.

Chen Yang looked at the curly-haired boy who kept rubbing his hands: "Qian Han, what's wrong with your hands?"

Qian Han was caught off guard by the roll call, and he was taken aback: "I caught fish until my hands were sticky, after washing, the touch seems to be still there."

The big-eyed girl said sympathetically, "Dude, I understand you, I was also hurt by fish."

Qian Han: "..."

Chen Yang talked about Yang Erzhu's wife's fish.

Teacher Xie was the first to give a conclusion: "Then she, like old man Zhao, died not because fish was eaten by others, but because they violated a certain taboo."

The topic died as soon as it started.

Because no one can talk down, no one seems to know what the taboo is.

Chen Yang has been secretly paying attention to the changes in everyone's expressions, especially Xiang Zimu, Miss Qiao, who he can't see through, and Ge Fei, who is lively and lovely on the outside.

However, he did not catch any clues.

Either these three people really don't know anything, or they are masters of expression management.

"The mayor is here!" Big Eyed Girl said quickly.

Chen Yang pulled Chao Jian up, gave him a cane, and shouted to the middle-aged people from far and near: "Mayor."

Gao Degui's voice cracked: "Everyone, you didn't rob your life, did you?"

"Why are we robbing?" Big Eyed Girl said, "We won't rob."

Gao Degui's nervous expression eased: "It's fine if you don't grab it. I'm worried that you will be influenced by the atmosphere in the town and be fascinated by ghosts for a while."

Chen Yang glanced over from the corner of his eye: "Ghost obsessed?"

"That's it." Gao Degui said hoarsely, "Everyone has their own destiny, which is determined according to the good fortune of the previous life. Live as long as you should. After all, what you snatch is not your own, and you will suffer backlash."

"Mayor, you don't need to do this kind of ideological work for us, we all know that." Teacher Xie said seriously.

Gao Degui smoothed back the thinning hair that was messed up by running: "Then how is your investigation going? Is there anyone you suspect?"

No reply, Gao Degui's shoulders slumped, his eyes were red: "There are four days left."

He looked at them one by one, without missing a single one.

"Everyone, I also know that it is difficult to find the person who has the most life span in a week, but you are my only hope."

Gao Degui bowed at ninety degrees: "Please, please!"

Everyone reacted differently.

Xiangdong leaned into Chen Yang's ear: "Npc is so sincere, so fucking awkward."

Chen Yang also had this feeling, it seemed that they were really looking for targets for the survival of this town, rather than simply doing tasks.

After returning to the inn, everyone took a rest and went shopping around the town.

Chen Yang looked at the population registration form on his mobile phone in the room, and the battery of the mobile phone was basically not moving, which made him very at ease.

Chao Jian was sleeping beside him, with her legs hanging on his body.

Chen Yang fanned with the cattail fan given by Ge Fei, and stopped to rest for a while when his hands were sore. He fanned intermittently, Chao Jian fell into a deep sleep, and hung his arms up.

"..." Chen Yang used the cattail fan to lift up the hair in front of Chao Jian's forehead. He wanted to make fun of it, but he couldn't grasp the strength properly, and the cattail fan poked the other person's forehead.

Chao Jian showed no sign of waking up.

A drop of cold sweat slid down Chen Yang's back. He wanted to move Chao Jian's arms and legs away, but as soon as he touched her, the other party frowned.

Forget it, hang it up, let's hang it up, let's die of heat together.

On the other side, Xiang Dong and the painter wandered around the town. On the first day they came, the shops on both sides were open, but now they have closed one-third of the time.

In two days, I am afraid that few will open the door.

Xiangdong is handsome, has a good figure, and can seduce people when he doesn't swear or be aggressive. He hasn't been around for long, and a little girl gave him a vegetable melon.

It was also washed very considerately.

Xiangdong rubbed melons: "President, would you like a bite?"

Painter: "Refused."

Xiangdong gnawed off the head of the melon with a "click": "You don't eat fireworks, you are."

He scanned the painter's inhuman appearance: "You didn't take the advice I gave you?"

"What suggestion?" The painter came to his senses after asking, "You told me not to use disinfectant spray when getting along with Chen Yang and Chao Jian, especially in closed spaces. What is the purpose of this?"

Xiangdong ate melons, and hooked his lips mysteriously: "If you try it, you will know."

The painter lightly raised his eyebrows, let's try again when the mission has a clue.

Staying in the same space with others is enough for him. If he doesn't need spray, it will be very painful for him, and he will not try it lightly under normal circumstances.

Turning east for a while, there was only a small half of a melon left, so he suggested: "Shall we go to the town for a walk?"

The painter said, "OK."

So the two went to the entrance of the town along the way they came.

The idea of ​​making this trip east was that someone was going to escape from the town with his own fish, but died at the mouth of the town, his body standing upright like a stone tablet.

As a result, no one was seen.

"Fuck." Xiang Dong cursed in extreme dissatisfaction.

The painter was neither angry nor disappointed. He pushed back the long ponytail that had slid over his shoulders in the hot wind: "Go back."

Beads of sweat rolled on Xiangdong's neck, and the tips of his hair were wet, but the painter didn't shed a drop of sweat. The two of them seemed to be in two seasons.

When they walked back, they met a middle-aged couple.

The middle-aged couple was going to the grave. They didn't put joss sticks, they just burned some paper money.

The ashes flew all over the sky with the wind, the painter stayed far away, and approached eastward, hiding in the grass to eavesdrop.

The ancestors of the middle-aged couple lived in the grave. Today, they all ate fish with other people's names, robbing each other of their lives, and they can live half a lifetime longer.

Now it's time to thank our ancestors for their spirits in heaven and bless them.

The middle-aged man touched the burning paper money with a branch, and said to his wife, "Come here and kowtow."

The wife kowtowed three times devoutly, and said in her mouth: "The ancestors bless me and Lao Xiao's fish from being caught, otherwise it will be useless for us to rob our lives."

As he spoke, his wife kowtowed a few more times.

When the paper money was almost burned out, the middle-aged man also knelt down and kowtowed.

After visiting the ancestral grave, the couple walked arm in arm through the thatched grass that was as tall as a child, and walked into the town.

"Old Xiao, why did Liu Qing suddenly..." The middle-aged woman muttered, "When the fish tide came for the first time, she was lucky enough to catch her own fish and kept it in the house. Only we know about it, and we have been neighbors with her for decades, so we haven’t said anything about it.”

"Today she caught someone else's fish again. I asked her which one it belonged to, but she just said it wasn't ours. Before I could ask again, she ate the fish."

"I didn't expect her to die after eating. I didn't realize it at the time. Why did she die?" The middle-aged woman held her husband's arm, "The fish she kept in the house are still so energetic."

The middle-aged woman murmured nervously repeatedly: "It's hard for others to catch her own fish, how lucky she is, how could she die with such a good life..."

The middle-aged man shouted: "Stop talking, go home quickly."

When Xiangdong came out of the grass, he asked the painter to withdraw first, and he followed the middle-aged couple all the way. He didn't go back to the inn to tell Chen Yang until he confirmed their house number.

Chen Yang gave Xiangdong his mobile phone and asked him to recognize the middle-aged couple by looking at the one-inch photo.

Based on the house number on the registration form, they identified the middle-aged couple's neighbor, Liu Qing.

"Have you found it? Got a clue?" Xiang Dong's eyes hurt when he searched for the photos.

Chen Yang enlarged Liu Qing's registration form: "I'm thinking."

Xiang Dong turned the chair aside, sat down facing the bed, glanced at the mung bean soup in Chao Jian's bowl, and stared at him: "Where did this soup come from? Do you make a small stove?"

"What kind of stove is on? It's cooked in the kitchen." Chen Yang said.

Xiangdong immediately brought in a bowl, and he sat down and drank the soup carelessly, kicking his crutch dishonestly.

When Chao Jian raised his eyelids and looked over, Xiang Dong said with his eyes, won't you help Chen Yang?

"Want me to help you?" Chao Jian asked Chen Yang.

"Not for now, I'll think about it myself." Chen Yang had passed the period of wanting to ask the teacher for answers.

"En." Chao Jian handed half a bowl of mung bean soup to Chen Yang, and Chen Yang drank it without looking at it, without any hesitation or hesitation.

Xiang Dong leaned back in the chair with a full face, I was about to go blind.

The three people in the room didn't make any noise, it was very quiet.

Chen Yang was looking at Liu Qing's family members. Her husband died early, and she was the only one at home.

Something floated out from the back of his mind, and kept floating upwards, and the outline became clearer and clearer little by little.

Chen Yang's fingertips pressing on the phone screen trembled, and his breathing became rapid.

Both Chao Jian and Xiang Dong noticed the changes in Chen Yang. At this time, they reached a tacit understanding for the first time, and neither of them made a sound.

Chen Yang dug out two registration forms that were kept separately in another place.

It belonged to old man Zhao and Yang Erzhu.

The three registration forms have one thing in common. There are very few family members. To be exact, Old Man Zhao and Liu Qing are widows and orphans.

And once Yang Erzhu died, his wife was in the same state as those two.

"I know what taboo old man Zhao, Yang Erzhu's wife, and Liu Qing violated."

Chen Yang put down his sweaty mobile phone and said, "If there is only one person in the family, you can't eat the fish with the name."

This is just a rule no-no for the first round.

After Yang Erzhu's death, his wife was the only one left in the family. If he hadn't died, his wife would not have violated the first round of taboos.

As for her eating dead fish, that means she was possessed by a ghost.

Of course, there is also a possibility that when she ate fish, she acted on her own, not by a ghost.

She had lost her mind by then.

Xiang Dong scolded "fuck": "Then the goal of the mission is not to be alone."

Chen Yang nodded.

Chen Yang sat cross-legged on the bed, and in the first round, he had to eliminate all the people in the town who were full and the whole family was not hungry, and then found other rules, and then excluded.

Population registers are important things.

Chen Yang approached Chao Jian, lowered his voice and said, "I'm not wrong in my guess."

"No." Chao Jian said, "The key is the family members."

Chen Yang took the cattail fan and shook it: "That's good."

Xiang Dong suddenly remembered something, and his face became ugly: "Damn! I was suspicious of Lao Gao and the little widow at first, and thought the target was between them. Now it's okay, they are all excluded."

Chen Yang was speechless.

Xiang Dong scratched the hair on the back of his head, but he still refused to give up his guess: "I'm going to explore the second floor late at night."

Chen Yang said, "Be careful."

On this night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse. Mr. Xie stood in front of the wooden window to watch the moonlight, and read a poem.

Old Wu didn't respond.

Teacher Xie snorted softly, he is really a vulgar and uneducated person.

According to the order tonight, Old Wu slept on the bed. As usual, he took off his shoes and went to the bed, with his feet sticking out of the bed.

Teacher Xie did the same as the night before, moving the chair to the door, away from the bed.

At night, the rats would come alive and rattle and rattle endlessly. Teacher Xie sat on the chair, fidgeting, fanning himself with a cardboard case, and slapping the mosquitoes on his hands and feet from time to time.

When Mr. Xie was in a daze, the movement of slowly fanning the cardboard suddenly stopped.

wrong!

There is no smell in the room!

Old Wu's body odor is very strong, and his breath is also very strong. In addition, he has been on fire for the past few days, and his entire stomach is like a stinky ditch, and his speech stinks.

With him around, the air in the room smelled bad.

Now it has no taste at all!

"Old Wu?"

Teacher Xie walked towards the bed holding the cardboard, intending to wake up Old Wu.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door from outside.

Teacher Xie turned his head towards the door.

Ge Fei's voice came from outside the door: "Mr. Xie, Brother Ang said he will be back later, you leave him a door!"

Teacher Xie froze in place, feeling cold all over.

There were a pair of eyes looking at him from behind, and he could feel them cast from the direction of the bed.

Teacher Xie slowly turned his neck and turned his head.

Old Wu squatted on the bed, bowed his waist, and stared straight at him with both eyes.

Teacher Xie was terrified.

Because Old Wu's pupils are vertical.