Every day the puppet is playing dead

It took Chongyu a while to get used to being able to hear other people's voices.

In fact, hearing other people's voices is not entirely a bad thing, at least you don't have to be afraid of "people's hearts are separated from your belly", right?

Chongyu could only have fun while suffering, thinking so.

He was not interested in the "Lantern Festival" that the shopkeeper said, but was interested in the so-called "Green Mother".

Myths and legends always like to exaggerate and endow them with mystery.

Chong Yu came out of the inn, and he went to the street, wanting to see how the people in this small town welcomed their "green mother".

[It's so annoying, the price has increased again. 】

[The old Wang from the neighbor's house is really a good man, and he doesn't know if he will last long or not. 】

[Acquaintances are stupid if they don't slaughter, he would never think that I would be so expensive. 】

[Let me think about it, how should I kill her? 】

This small town is called "Qingdian". It is small and has no information. Most of the townspeople are ordinary people, and monks don't come here very often.

All the residents living here, if traced to the origin, have the same ancestors, and everyone here is related.

On the surface, the town is peaceful and friendly, everyone looks up and down, and everyone gets along politely on the surface, which is a warm scene.

To be honest, if Chongyu didn't have the ability to read minds, he wouldn't believe it to death. The seemingly amiable people here would be respectful on the surface, but inwardly they are so shameless.

Just walking on the street, Chongyu passed by a few small vegetable vendors, and he heard several vicious voices.

There are steamed stuffed bun sellers who dislike the price increase of meat and want to replace it with rotten meat and shoddy it;

Some people are absent-mindedly thinking about the old Wang next door;

Others, while sharpening their knives, thought about how to kill his first wife without anyone noticing.

These made Chongyu's hair stand on end.

He had to complain in his mind again:

[Can't you turn off the ability to read minds? 】

Yuan Wuxin chuckled: [I can't.Even if I could, I wouldn't tell you how. 】

Chong Yu's face was blurred by Yuan Wuxin's malice.

He could only divert his attention to other things in the town, not people.

Looking at it this way, he really found something——

There are many carpenters in the town.

Lots of wood shavings, a little closer, and a dry smell of wood all over the place.

Chong Yu took a few more glances, and was immediately attracted by the dolls in a carpentry shop on the corner of the street.

The floor of that shop was full of shavings, the inside of the small shop was gloomy, and there was a puppet figure on the table.

The puppet looks like a girl, with a double-snail bun. The facial features are exquisite and meticulous. Every part of the body is carefully carved, and the joints are ingeniously designed.

What's strange is that when ordinary carpenters carve, they will directly carve the clothes, but this little girl puppet did not carve the clothes.

It looks the same as the puppet model needed for painting.

Chong Yu looked at the puppet more carefully, and he couldn't help but stepped forward, wanting to touch the puppet.

"Hey."

Just when Chongyu was about to touch the puppet, there was a loud roar from a corner of the room.

Chong Yu was startled, and he looked over quickly, only to see that there were people in the room.

The room was too gloomy, and the carpenter's skin was very dark. When he was motionless, no one could see that there was anyone in the room.

"sorry."

Chongyu apologized reflexively, he took a step back and explained,

"I just want to buy this puppet."

Since someone is here, Chongyu should have heard his heart, but he didn't hear anything, which is really strange.

"Not for sale."

The carpenter returned gruffly, walked to the table, and put the small objects in his arms on the table.

Chong Yu followed the carpenter's movements and saw that the carpenter had placed another more delicate puppet next to the previous wooden sign.

The new puppet looks more like a real person, and the facial features of the puppet are more refined and lifelike than the previous one;

No wonder I couldn't hear the carpenter's voice just now. It must be that the carpenter carves the puppet without any distracting thoughts and concentrates so that there is no extra voice

"Why not sell it? I can pay a high price."

Chong Yu looked at the two puppets on the table, trying to find something to say.

Hearing this, the carpenter turned his head and looked at Chongyu with a strange look:

"Are you a foreigner?"

Chong Yu nodded.

The carpenter showed a strange expression, he pointed to the puppet and said:

"This is the Green Mother Empress."

Chong Yu: "..."

He always thought that "Green Mother" had the same image as "Guanyin" and "Mazu", but unexpectedly, it turned out to be a child.

Forget it, even if this is the case, the Green Mother might not be at the level of "Tianshan Child Elder".

"Outsiders are joining in the fun, leave quickly."

The carpenter picked up the cloth towel beside him and threw Chongyu out.

Chongyu had no choice but to leave the shop.

When turning to leave, Chongyu heard the voice of the carpenter behind him:

[Outsiders... all those who died in the past few years were outsiders.Tsk tsk, what's so interesting about the Lantern Festival, I hope he leaves quickly. 】

Chongyu continued to walk forward without changing his face, but when he reached the intersection, Chongyu turned around and walked in the direction of leaving the town.

His actions made Yuan Wuxin stunned for a moment, and he asked in Chongyu's mind:

【Are you planning to leave? 】

[Is this not nonsense? 】

Chong Yu's eyes were firm, 【This is not a game, since someone warned me, of course I have to leave. 】

So confident and confident, it was as if the person who insisted on coming and saying that he wanted to stay and watch the "lantern" was not Chongyu.

Yuan Wuxin: [... You can really bend and stretch. 】

Chong Yu nodded in agreement.

If he hadn't been able to bend and stretch, he would have dragged Yuan Wuxin to death on the first day of time travelling.

What's more, when playing games, you have to consider the income when playing dungeons;

If you don't want the materials dropped by monsters, players can still find ways to get out of the battle.

If "Green Mother Empress" is considered a dungeon...

I'm sorry, Chongyu had never heard of this name when he was playing the game.

Either this title only came about in recent years, or the reward is a mosquito leg, and the game system doesn't even bother to include it.

In short, according to the routines of general Yihui and novels, when "npcs are hesitating in their speech, what kind of ceremony is going to be held in the town, and foreigners are excluded", then there is definitely something wrong with the whole town.

Having a problem means spending energy to solve it, and the benefits after solving it may not be satisfactory, so Chong Yu decided to run away after weighing the two.

As soon as Chong Yu walked to the gate of the town, he saw a piece of paper pasted on the bulletin board beside it, and a group of people pointed around the bulletin board.

From this point of view, someone should be wanted again, or something major happened.

Chongyu should have left directly, but he heard the voices of a group of people around the bulletin board, and suddenly became interested——

[What is this? It's like a chicken being caught. 】

[Wow, the word twisted like an earthworm. 】

[Don't say it, it's pretty pretty. 】

[Hahaha, who can recognize this word! 】

Huh?

Shouldn't the things posted on bulletin boards be the most gossipy?

Why is this group of people all asking the same question?

It is rare to see that everyone agrees, Chongyu walked towards the bulletin board curiously, relying on his good eyesight, he saw a new piece of paper pasted on the bulletin board, which read——

hi，nicetomeetYou，ChongYu.

The inscription is Wanqibai's pinyin, and next to it is a stick figure chrysanthemum.

Chong Yu: "..."

Oh, it's really his roommate.

[This word... is really strange. 】

Yuan Wuxin looked at the pinyin and English on the paper through Chongyu's eyes, and he commented with great interest,

[This is the first time I have seen this kind of braille that is connected together like earthworms. 】

Chong Yu didn't answer, his mind was rumbling now, and a lot of messy things ran over.

What combination of Chinese and Western, what cultural exchange, what C language proficiency, and so on.