Pretty little pitiful always in the Shura field [unlimited]

Jin An opened his eyes and looked at the ground, trying to see something, but the room was so dark that Jin An could only see a blurred outline when his eyes were sore.

"Don't look," the system voice called Jin An seriously: "Go to sleep."

With an "oh", Jin An quickly retracted into his quilt.

It seems that firewood has been burned in the pit, the bed is still hot, and it is hot and dry when lying in the quilt. There is a big, steaming strange man next to him, but Jin An doesn't know if it is a big heart or something. , Under this comfortable warmth, I closed my eyes and fell asleep soundly after a while.

The heating didn't seem to last long enough, and when Jin An slept until midnight, he felt a chill coming out from the bottom of the thick quilt and sliding up inch by inch along his feet.

It was slippery, like a snake sliding on his body, and Jin An in his sleep wanted to crawl out of the quilt, but it was like a nightmare, unable to move at all, he could only let the coldness make him smear ointment The calf, even the gap between the toes was played by Haosheng.

……

"Well……"

In the darkness of the early morning, on the kang bed where residual heat was still radiating, the beautiful little widow who was caught in a nightmare couldn't help but babbled in her sleep, her voice was charming and hooked, and immediately woke up the puppy under the bed.

He suddenly opened his eyes, stood up, and looked at the bed. Because he couldn't speak, he could only walk directly to the bed, trying to reach out to shake the nightmare person on the bed. As soon as he stretched out his hand, Jin An slapped him hard. The quilt on his body was pushed away.

With his mouth wide open, he was gasping for breath, and his chest rose and fell as well. He reached out to grab something wrapped around him, but unfortunately he was in vain, and put his hand directly on the thin outer pants.

Mixed with ointment, scratching, making a greasy sound, the innocent little boy who originally wanted to ask Jin An what happened, for some reason, his eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at the beautiful little widow on the bed in amazement.

It should be the first time he saw this kind of scene, so he didn't know what to do, his face was flushed, his whole body was hot, and his eyes trembled with the sticky sound in the darkness.

"Zizi..."

Jin An on the bed didn't know what he had dreamed of, and suddenly kicked his legs together. Under Li Jue's sudden sight, he finally put it down, closed his mouth and fell asleep.

At that moment, Li Jue's heart seemed to be beating loudly following the sudden movement, and it was not until he heard the other party's steady breathing that his heart also slowed down.

Li Jue stood stiffly by the bed, looking at the delicate little widow on the kang who was sound asleep and her quilt was kicked off the edge. Finally, she took a step towards the bed with her hands and feet, and then stretched out her hand stiffly...to lift the quilt Cover them up.

"call……"

Li Jue exhaled foul breath.

……

When Jin An woke up the next day, he felt uncomfortable all over his body, as if he was sweating, his clothes stuck to his skin, and even the inner thighs were covered with watery traces of wetness.

"Did I wet the bed??" Jin An touched a handful of water, his mind went blank.

Ben quickly replied to his system, as if he just woke up from hibernation today, he took a long time to reply before replying: "No."

Jin An withdrew his hand, looked at the sticky liquid on his hand, and asked, "Then why am I wet?"

Although he didn't wake up last night, Jin'an still had some impressions. He remembered that it suddenly became very cold last night, and he couldn't cover it with the quilt. .

Jin An can only think that it might be because of bedwetting, and the quilt will get wet and cold.

The system fell silent.

He didn't know why a person who was about to be 20 years old would think of his bedwetting so naturally, and he said it very calmly, as if, as if he had urinated many times.

[Is it hot enough to sweat a lot? 】Jin An didn't know that the calm system was randomly guessing whether he often wet the bed, so he raised his hand and sniffed: "But it doesn't smell bad, it smells good."

system:"……"

The system said speechlessly: "No."

[The kang is too dry, you didn't rub the ointment on your body last night, it was heated. 】

Jin An pushed his hand away in disgust, and then lifted the quilt at ease.

As soon as you open it, it smells like hot cheap ointment, mixed with a little warm fragrance.

Li Jue woke up a long time ago, already dressed and sitting on the wooden bench, the quilt that was originally spread on the floor was also well folded and put aside neatly.

[Sit upright. 】

When Jin An put on his shoes, he still didn't forget to complain about the innocent boy in the dungeon, and then walked towards the door.

He was so uncomfortable that he panicked, Jin An really wanted to take a bath, but the room was so small that he couldn't even see the shadow of the bathroom, Jin An guessed it should be outside.

At this time, the sky had already brightened up, but the earthen house had no windows, and the light seemed a bit dim. After Jin An turned on the light, he leaned on the door and looked out again.

A finger-thick brown hemp rope was tied horizontally to the wooden doorknob. Because the two drunks had no strength in their hands after getting drunk, a short length was left, which was just tight enough for Jin An to open a small gap to see the situation outside. .

Outside is the dry yellow land, and a thatched earthen house can be seen through the gap, and a fat yellow hen is tied to the door frame with its feet covered.

Jin An tentatively tugged on the rope along the gap, and when he found that he couldn't get it open, he frowned and asked the mute who was following him.

"When are they coming?"

Hearing this, Li Jue gestured towards Jin An. After realizing that Jin An's face was wrinkled, he realized that the other party couldn't understand sign language. His wolf-like eyes swept across the room, and his sharp eyes finally stayed on the kettle on the table. superior.

The rough index finger was dipped in water, and the word "late" was written on the table.

After getting drunk, they usually sleep until very late before waking up, and it's only past nine o'clock in the morning. It may take a long time for Uncle Li to wake up and open the door for them.

After Li Jue finished writing, he saw Jin An pouted his mouth, a little unhappy, he panicked, and asked again, "Do you have something to go out?"

"Yeah," Jin An raised his eyes to look at Li Jue, and said softly, "I want to take a bath, but I don't feel well."

Li Jue was taken aback by the natural complaining tone.

He subconsciously let out two "ahhh" from his throat, his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, Li Jue closed his mouth again and continued writing instead.

His pen is sharp and skinny, much better than his voice.

"Do you have scissors?" Li Jue asked.

Jin An pursed his lips and thought for a while before looking up at Li Jue: "Yes."

Li Jue was about to ask where it was, when he saw Jin An blink his eyes, and said cutely and innocently: "But I don't know where I put it."

After all, the system didn't give him the memory of this npc, so how would he know where these tools are.

……

In the end, the scissors were not found, but a sharp sickle was found, piled up in the corner with a pile of sundries and plain men's clothes. The clothes and pants were wide and dull in color, and it was not the style that the pretty little widow liked at first glance.

Since it is not the little widow's, it is self-evident who these things belong to.

At this moment, it is treated as garbage by the ruthless little widow, and it is thrown into the corner of the wall together with the farm tools to become moldy.

Li Jue pursed his thin lips tightly, pretending not to see it, picked up the sickle and walked towards the door. The blade was thin and sharp, and along the crack of the wooden door, the hemp rope was cut and fell with a snap. on the ground.

"Okay." Li Jue stepped aside, signaling Jin An with his eyes.

When the wooden door was opened, the light in the room became much brighter, and the hot and dry aroma that was stuffy in the room finally dissipated.

Jin An said "Oh oh" twice, found two clothes from the wooden box, and ran out. Halfway to the thatched house, he fell back as if remembering something.

Jin An stood in front of Li Jue with his clothes in his arms, pursed his lips, hesitated for a long time before saying: "You take the big hen back to them."

Li Jue was stunned and didn't react.

Jin An whispered, "I don't want it anymore."

Don't mean not to do it.

Li Jue curled his fingers slightly, his throat tightened, and he felt a little empty in his heart.

Before he had time to express something, the beautiful little widow who didn't want to give him a coming-of-age gift turned around and ran towards the thatched cottage again.

……

It is said to be a bathroom, but it is actually a small room made of wood. The door is just a thin cloth, which is not safe to block the prying eyes from the outside. After a quick rinse with cold water, I didn't even bother to use soap, so I washed off the melted ointment and quickly got dressed.

When he went out, he found that although Li Jue had left, the big hen tied beside him was still sitting at the door, and when he came out, she laid a round egg for him on the spot.

"Giggle."

Jin An froze for a moment.

"They don't want it?" Jin An asked suspiciously, frowning.

It's not that he hasn't guessed whether the other party still wants to ask him for help, but the other party's shy appearance is really obvious, innocent to death, Jin An can't connect this matter with Li Jue, so he can only treat the other party as a kind hearted person.

The plot says that the beautiful little widow does this kind of thing to save money to go to the city, but Jin'an's task is to help players find the secrets of the ancient tomb, which has nothing to do with escaping the village, so there is no need for money.

What's more, as pure as him, how could he be so unscrupulous just because of a big hen that can lay eggs.

"Humph."

With a righteous face, Jin An raised his pointed chin and walked towards the house.

system:"……"

Jin An threw his dirty clothes into the barrel, and planned to go to the ancient tomb mentioned in the plot first, because he is a villager and knows the location of the ancient tomb, so the system can directly guide him.

According to what the system said, the entrance to the ancient tomb is on the mountain, and it took about half an hour to walk there. Jin An didn’t have breakfast. The system was afraid that he would be hungry, so he boiled the eggs laid by the big hen today and supervised him to eat them before allowing him to eat. He goes up the mountain.

Jin An finished eating with a frown and closed the door before heading up the mountain.

Different from the landform in the previous Gugu Village, although Lijia Village is also surrounded by mountains, it is only built in the sunken, flat terrain, and the climate is also very strange, as if the water vapor has been eaten up by the mountains, and the places where the houses gather It was dry, and some of the uncultivated mud had dried up into lumps.

The more you go up the mountain, the more humid the air is, comfortable and sunken like two worlds.

"It's strange," Jin An wiped the dew off his face, and said, "Shouldn't the hinterland be easier to gather water vapor?"

Even if you don't gather water, you shouldn't do it.

Jin An stood halfway up the mountain and looked down. The village seemed to be dead. It was very quiet, with occasional barking of chickens and dogs. Surrounded by mountains, not only did he not feel refreshed, but instead had a sense of oppressive envelopment.

It was gloomy, and Jin An wondered if it was because of the dark atmosphere of the ancient tomb.

The entrance of the ancient tomb is also on the mountainside, and the surrounding trees have been cut down, leaving a large flat area. From the outside, it looks like a cave, with a stone wall blocking the entrance, perhaps because of his shady physique Because of this, just getting close to it makes you feel uncomfortable.

Jin An touched the stone wall at the entrance of the cave, imitating the scenes he had seen in the movie, and tried to find the switch of the ancient tomb, but he never thought that when his hand touched the stone wall, he heard a "click" inside, which was the same as At the same time, the familiar sticky cold feeling came up from the soles of his feet again.

Caught off guard, he immediately withdrew his hand.

The author says:

Ann: What the hell? ?

Thank you for your irrigation, friends——

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