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"Ah Qi."

Perhaps Xia Qi was too distracted, so Grandma called him again seriously.

Xia Qi pulled back his thoughts of walking away. Ever since he was crazily teased by someone, his spirit has been poor, and his mind is easily distracted.

"I won't go today." Xia Qi resolutely refused to participate in such a large-scale blind date event as rushing to the sidelines.

"Ah?" Grandma was stunned for a moment, and even raised her voice two degrees, "Why don't you go? You are already 18 years old, and all the children from other families have gone. You should follow the rules of your ancestors to get married myself."

18 years old ...

Xia Qi gasped, what kind of ghostly setting is this?

"I'm tired." Xia Qi raised his hand and pressed his temple, "I'm going to sleep for a while."

Seeing Xia Qi's refusal to participate in the blind date, Grandma was so anxious that her head was smoking, she continued to persuade: "If you don't go to the sidelines, good boys will be picked away..."

Pick it away, pick it up, and he doesn't mind, whoever dares to pick it will be bloody unlucky.

Judging from Grandma's expression and words, Xia Qi felt that this NPC was quite intelligent, and he was not intimidated by him, and would change strategies accordingly.

"Then I look like this now, even if I go to the sidelines, no one will look at me." Xia Qi wiped his face to make himself look more tired, he coughed, "I really Tired and I might pass out."

Ever since he knew that there was a problem with his identity setting in the dungeon, he wanted to boldly try to change to other methods to pass the level.So, this time, he wanted to try what would happen if he didn't rush to the side field.

As long as he stays in his own home, he will definitely not be able to meet his sweetheart, so that he can avoid the subsequent marriage plot.

After Xia Qi finished speaking, he turned around and walked upstairs. When he came upstairs, he "willfully" lay back on the bamboo weaving bed in front of his grandmother.

"Hey, Aqi, what's wrong with you?" Grandma stood beside him and touched his forehead.

Grandma's expression changed again, it was different from the one who was anxious to let him participate in the blind date meeting just now, replaced by a worried expression.

"I have a headache." Xia Qi tilted his head to avoid Grandma's rough hands.

"Grandma, go ask the witch doctor to treat you." Grandma said resolutely.

witch doctor?

Xia Qi was worried that the witch doctor would also be haunted by ghosts, so he directly refused: "No need, just let me rest for a while."

Seeing that persuading Xia Qi was useless, Grandma had no choice but to go downstairs.

After Grandma went downstairs, Xia Qi got up from the bamboo bed again while it was still daytime.

According to what Grandma said, the sweetheart will climb in through the window. At this time, there are two windows in his current room, one is a large window on the sunny side, and the other is a small lattice window on the shady side. Bamboo bedside.

He first went to the big window and observed it, which was also a window made of fir wood, and the window lattice was made of wooden strips to form a shape similar to a butterfly, which looked strangely beautiful.This window is not pushed open from the center, it needs to be opened from the bottom to the top, and then fixed with wooden slats.

Xia Qi pushed open the lattice window and looked outside.

Outside the window, you can see green bamboos. On the hillsides and dams, the stilted buildings are densely covered like stars, and the smoke from the cooking smoke is floating on the roofs of several buildings, which makes the whole picture beautiful. Dashantu is full of fireworks and looks warm and peaceful.

Xia Qizai carefully observed most of the stilted buildings in the cottage, and drew a map in his heart.

After remembering all the locations, he found that his residence was at the core of the village, and there was a wide bluestone road under his building, which looked like a serious road in the cottage.

"The traffic location is not bad." Xia Qiru commented on his house.

After viewing the big environment, he began to observe his own small environment. At this time, he was standing on the second floor of his house, which was also a building on stilts. Judging from the decorations he could see, his house looked quite affluent .

However, in this normally wealthy appearance, Xia Qi still keenly noticed something was wrong.

At the entrance of his house, there is a crooked sycamore tree. Each main branch of this sycamore tree is very thick, and it looks very load-bearing. What's more, he has never seen such a twisted sycamore tree. The sycamore tree, the branch that leans towards his window can be used as a slide.

"very good."

Xia Qi gritted his teeth, and continued to look at other places. Then, he found that the house next door to his house had built a woodshed full of tools. The woodshed was wide open, and a section of bamboo ladder was exposed from the door. come out.

Very good, the ladder is ready, why doesn't he go straight to the sky?

Xia Qi: "..."

Immediately afterwards, he came to his window on the shady side. Originally, he thought that the window on the shady side would be more difficult to climb. Unexpectedly, after opening the window, he found a row of bamboos as thick as a person's waist growing downstairs. Of course, this straight The Huangzhu is not the most outrageous. What's even more outrageous is that there is a big slope behind his room, which is nearly 90 degrees. Climb in through the window.

Standing in the middle of the room, Xia Qi looked at the windows on the sunny side for a while, and the windows on the shady side for a while. It has to be said that the level of construction of this dungeon is so high that he is in a state of air leakage on both sides.

Xia Qi observed by the window for a while, and found that his grandma seemed to be in the kitchen, that is, in a low bungalow behind the turret. Hearing the lively sound of pots and pans coming out of the kitchen, grandma seemed to be Cook.

Xia Qi walked down the stairs cautiously and came to the door of the firewood room next door.

With a sneer, he followed the opponent's ladder first, moved the ladder under the plane tree, then climbed up the plane tree, sawing off the big branch of the plane tree leading to his window.

Immediately afterwards, he directly sawed the ladder into four sections and took them to his room.

After dealing with the windows on the sunny side, Xia Qi sneaked into his backyard and fetched several buckets of water.

"Crash-"

Xia Qi stood by the shady window and poured several buckets of water on the moss-covered slope. Since there was a lot of mud in the mountainous area, after he finished pouring the water, the mud on the slope turned into wet mud. Xia Qiwen Just by the smell of mud and moss when it meets water, you can tell that they have become slippery.

Anyone who comes down from above will probably fall to his death.

After dealing with these matters, the sound in the kitchen just stopped, and Xia Qi quickly returned to his room.

After lying down, Grandma didn't come up, but let him go downstairs for dinner.The dinner was quite hearty, mostly spicy dishes that are common here, Xia Qi ate a few mouthfuls and found that it was quite palatable.

Xia Qi couldn't help eating a few more chopsticks, Grandma looked at him and said with a smile: "A Qi, you are too thin, you need to gain some weight."

"Yeah." Xia Qi ignored her ramblings, and quickly lowered his head to grab a couple of mouthfuls of rice, for fear that she would say something like being fatter, getting married, and selling better.

After the two finished their meal in the main room, Xia Qi put the bench on the table. Originally, he wanted to help wash the dishes, but he was pretending to be sick, so he went upstairs again.

He lay quietly on the bamboo bed, waiting for the night to fall.

In the dead of night, the yellow oriole with a melodious cry rang out from the window. The dense sound of insects seemed to be ringing in his ears. It should have been noisy, but Xia Qi unexpectedly felt peace in his heart.

He turned over on the bamboo bed, always feeling like he was on vacation.

I don't know what happened to the other players, did they participate in the sidelines?

From the analysis of the current situation, he seems to have entered a role-playing game again, but this time he doesn't have to choose who to be, the system automatically assigns him relatives.

Xia Qi thought for a while, and suddenly, the grandma downstairs seemed to be closing the door. After a while, she lit a lamp and went upstairs. Seeing Xia Qi lying on the bed, she glanced at the room, and suddenly said : "Aqi, why don't you close the window beside the bed?"

Hearing this, Xia Qi raised his eyebrows, but didn't touch the window.

Does closing help?

It would be better if he splashed water on the slope to close it.

"Aqi, you need to close it, don't be too careless." Grandma blinked, glanced at the dark window in a panic, and said in a low voice, "A spy was caught in the stockade today. It has been stripped..."

stripped...

Xia Qi sat up from the bamboo bed in shock, someone was stripped?

Is that what he meant by it?

He hurriedly followed his mother's words and asked nervously, "What does a spy look like?"

Grandma put the lamp on his bamboo cabinet and replied: "The spy has short hair, a round frame on his nose, and long clothes that are completely different from those in our village. When he walked on the road, he was caught." Our brother on patrol found it, tied it to a banyan tree at the head of the village, and stripped it."

Hearing that the dead man was wearing glasses, Xia Qi was relieved, it would have been better if it hadn't been Xiao Ou.

Immediately afterwards, Xia Qi looked down at the white shirt on his body, and touched the short hair he had cut for himself.

He hasn't changed his clothes now, why wasn't he caught as a spy?

Xia Qi carefully pondered what Grandma said. It sounds like the spy who was caught and skinned rushed to the road and was discovered by the patrol team, but he was only at his home, so he was not taken away as a spy.

No wonder Grandma asked him to make up when he first came to this dungeon. It turns out that doing up is the first step to playing the role of a villager.

"Mom, get up early tomorrow and help me do my makeup." Xia Qi said, secretly rejoicing in his heart.

Fortunately, he didn't meet the patrols when he went out to saw trees during the day, otherwise he would have been skinned as a spy.

"Yo, you've figured it out." Grandma smiled gratifiedly, "Then I'll call you tomorrow morning."

Looking at his mother's ambiguous eyes, Xia Qi lowered his head helplessly. He only said that he wanted to make up, but he didn't agree to participate in the blind date.

After closing the window on the shady side and reassuring Grandma, Xia Qi walked lightly to the window on the sunny side.

He quietly opened the window a crack and looked outside.

I saw that most of the ancient villages were immersed in the night, and in the darkness, many windows on the stilted buildings were still lit.

Xia Qi counted the lit windows and found that a total of 9 windows were lit.

Why 9 windows?

Xia Qi thought about it for a while, and remembered that there are about a dozen or twenty people in the dungeon each time, and it is very likely that these 9 windows are half the number of players.

After closing the window again, Xia Qi lay down again.

This time, he found that he couldn't sleep.

The sound of the wind outside the window, the sound of insects, and even the sound of insects flapping their wings were so clear, Xia Qi tossed and turned on the bamboo bed, thinking, will he come tonight?

After lying down for about half an hour, Xia Qi gradually calmed down, maybe because he destroyed all the ways to enter the room, he couldn't come tonight.

Just as he was about to go to sleep, there was a sound like knocking on a door near the sunny window, which sounded very soft in the quiet night, making people feel scary and weird, but at the same time seemed a little cowardly.

"Boom, boom, boom."

...Do you really dare to come?

Xia Qi's temples twitched, he suddenly turned over, accidentally twisted his waist again.

"hiss."

A soreness crawled up his waist again, and two drops of cold sweat slid down Xia Qi's forehead. For no reason, he felt his chest was instantly filled with anger.

His body hasn't recovered yet, yet he wants to come again?

Xia Qi couldn't suppress the anger in his heart at all, he snorted coldly, picked up the flower pot prepared by the bamboo bed, and threw it towards the sunny window.

He hadn't closed the window on the sunny side, but it was loosely fastened there. At this moment, the flowerpot smashed it, and the flowerpot knocked open the window, and flew out directly.

"Oh!"

The flower pot fell on the bluestone tiles on the first floor, making a cracking sound in the quiet night.

Xia Qi gritted his teeth, didn't even look at the window, and lay back angrily.

After the flower pot was broken, the sound of knocking the window did not appear again.

Xia Qi thought that the things outside had already left, so he slowly closed his eyes.

Just as he was in a daze and was about to fall asleep, footsteps started to sound from downstairs under his window.

"Da da da."

The man walked a few steps downstairs and stopped slowly.

"Da da da."

The man seemed to go from left to right, and would not stop.

"Da da da."

The man took a few steps forward and stood under his window.

Is this guy finished yet?

Hearing the voices of people walking around downstairs, which seemed to be getting more and more urgent, Xia Qi's breathing became more and more rapid, and he felt that the flame in his chest had burned into an active volcano.

"Snapped."

He angrily jumped up from the bamboo bed, picked up the copper basin filled with water on his shelf, smashed open the window, and poured all the water in the copper basin downstairs!

"Crash-"

The person downstairs was splashed with cold water all over his head and face, his hair was all stuck to the top of his head, and his clothes fell limply on his body.

After Xia Qi finished pouring the water, he originally wanted to throw the basin down, but when he was about to throw the basin, the person downstairs suddenly called him: "Xia, Xia Qi? Why are you?"

Hearing the familiar and "affectionate" call from the person downstairs, Xia Qi felt nauseated in his stomach, and almost vomited out his dinner.

"Cha Gong? You're not dead yet!"