Every day I'm on the verge of death

Faced with their questioning, the village head glanced a little laxly, and his guilty look was too obvious, which instead made Lu Jifeng wonder if there were any traps waiting for them.

"Just regular spices, my son likes them. I just sprinkled more in the yard."

Under normal circumstances, no matter how much you like one thing, you won’t go crazy and fill every inch of your home with something you like.

In terms of the concentration of the fragrance in the village head's house, it should be more than just sprinkled a little more. Lu Jifeng looked down at his feet, because he couldn't check it directly because the village head was present, so he just pretended to look at the things on the ground casually.

It is indeed just ordinary spices as the village head said. Lu Jifeng has also seen it. When he was a child, he went to temple fairs with his family, and Lu's mother brought them back to smoke mosquitoes.

I don't know if it is because these spices have accumulated too much, causing it to lose its original taste, and even smelling it for a long time will make people dizzy.

"Speaking of your son, didn't you say that he was going to marry a girl from the next village?"

When He Tong asked about this matter, the village head had an obvious smile on his face. It could be seen that he was really happy about this matter, just like other old people who thought that their descendants could be happy, but hid it in their smiles comfort.

"Yes, remember to come and have a wedding in three days. Our old Chen's family hasn't held a wedding for a long time, so this time it must be lively and lively!"

Although the village chief said that he was very happy to talk about his son's marriage, he never mentioned where his son was from the beginning to the end. Generally, the old man would open up the chatterbox when talking about his descendants, complain or show off everything about his children and grandchildren.

The most doubtful point is that the village chief's house... There is no trace of the second person's life at all. If he has not separated from his son... then where does the village chief's son usually live?

"Grandpa, the village chief, we have nowhere to go...Can we stay at your house at night?"

He Tong looked pitiful, and Lu Jifeng, who was thinking about something while listening, squirted out the water he drank in his mouth, and the water splashed on the face of He Tong who was sitting opposite him. This nonsensical scene made the village chief laugh out loud. Voice.

"Hahaha, of course, you can stay as long as you want."

Unexpectedly, the village chief would agree, Lu Jifeng's mouth twitched. In his original plan, they had to go all the places in the village where they could find clues before dark. He Tong suddenly proposed to live in the village chief's house, which caught him off guard. .

After dark, they need to go back to the houseboat to sleep, because they are not sure yet if they don't sleep in the houseboat at night, will something happen.

Of course, it is also possible that sleeping in a houseboat would be more dangerous. Without extra clues, it would be difficult for them to judge the current situation.

Moreover, the village chief is indeed very suspicious. It is an unwise choice to stay at the village chief's house in a situation where he is not sure whether his life will be endangered.

"Thank you, grandpa village chief, grandpa village chief, you are so kind!"

Originally, He Tong was a little unhappy to be sprayed with water on his face, but after hearing the village head's consent, he put this little matter behind him. At this time, the village head also stood up and said that he was going to clean up the guest room for them.

"Old Feng, am I amazing? We don't have to sleep in that rickety houseboat like those unlucky ghosts at night."

In this game, there were 15 people including the four of them. One of them died after drinking the soup at the beginning, and the other ten should be scattered around the village looking for clues.

"Maybe those unlucky ghosts will also find a villager's house to borrow. Besides, are you sure we won't be in danger if we don't sleep in the houseboat at night?"

Because of Lu Jifeng's words, He Tong looked a little hesitant, but he reacted quickly.The danger is relative. If the probability of danger is 50.00% if you can’t live in a houseboat, then the probability of danger if you live in the village head’s house is also 50.00%.

But if it is said that the risk of living in the village chief’s house is [-]%, it does not mean that the risk of living in a boat house is [-]%. That is to say, no matter where they live, they may be in danger. .

"Spoof me? Anyway, I'll sleep here tonight, no one can say it won't work."

He Tong's IQ went online suddenly, which made Lu Jifeng a little unaccustomed to it. He cleared his cough, and at this moment the village head who was going to tidy up the room came out, holding a quilt in his hand, and staggered towards the yard.

Seeing that he looked like that, he probably wanted to dry the quilt for use at night, so Lu Jifeng walked over to catch the quilt in his hand, and hung the quilt on the clothesline outside according to the village chief's instructions.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but the village chief, who was walking normally before, limped and sat down next to the table, his tone a bit sad.

"People are old and useless."

The old village head, who was leaning on the chair, tapped his thigh, as if he was talking to himself, or deliberately speaking to Lu Jifeng and the others.

He Tong rolled his eyes at an angle that the village chief couldn't see, and then walked over with a smile: "Grandpa village chief, your feet are uncomfortable? Let me help you."

The village head, who was being served comfortably by He Tong, half-closed his eyes and half leaned on him.

"If only my son was half as filial as you."

Hearing the village chief mention his son who never existed, Lu Jifeng walked over quickly after drying the quilt. He wanted to sit down and listen to the village chief's information about his son, but the village chief closed his eyes half-closed, as if he was asleep up.

He was still talking one second, and fell asleep the next. If it was said that the village chief didn't do it on purpose, Lu Jifeng would not believe it.

Just when Tang Wuyin asked Lu Jifeng if he needed to shake him awake, He Tong took the first step, and his tone of voice was a little flustered.

"Grandpa Village Chief, Grandpa Village Chief...Are you okay? Don't scare me, wake up."

He Tong had a lot of strength, and the village head who was dozing off was staggered by him and almost fell off his chair.

The village chief who woke up wanted to keep his face unchanged, but because of He Tong's anxious expression, he couldn't see what was wrong, so he forced his breath back, and Lu Jifeng and the others who were watching on the side almost couldn't hold back their laughter. meaning.

"I'm fine, don't shake."

The village chief sat up straight, obviously afraid that He Tong would rush over and shake him, he straightened his clothes and stood up, speaking to the four of them in a calm tone.

"I only have one guest room, and only one quilt. I can only accommodate two people at most at night. Discuss and see who wants to stay."

It is impossible for the village head to say this suddenly for no reason. Lu Jifeng looked at the already dark sky and pursed his lips. It seems that the village head delayed the time until night on purpose before saying this.

Since the village chief would say that, the fishing village at night would definitely not be too safe. Of course, the village chief's purpose might be to provoke the players to compete directly.

Lu Jifeng looked at the soil mixed with spices on the ground, turned around and said a word to He Tong, then looked at the village head with a pleasant smile.

"Village chief, may I ask why some villagers choose to make their homes on fishing boats?"

The village head seemed a little surprised that he would ask this question suddenly, with obvious surprise on his face, he paused for a few seconds before answering.

"Our entire fishing village relies on the sea to eat the sea. We used to live on fishing boats. 20 years ago, due to sea pollution, a large number of fish died. Fishing really couldn't feed our entire village."

The village head had a rare sadness on his face, which showed that the impact of the disaster on the entire fishing village had already been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

"The previous village head finally took the risk of violating the group training and took some villagers off the fishing boat, but some people still insisted on taking the fishing boat as their home. These villagers still maintained the previous group training, but whether they stayed on the fishing boat The villagers, or the villagers who stepped off the fishing boat, we are all one."

From what the village chief said, there is actually no essential difference between living on a fishing boat and living in an ordinary villager's house. Whether it is a boat house or a house in Jianwai village, they are essentially the homes of villagers in fishing villages.

If the only difference is that the owner of each houseboat is very strange... After all, whether it is Lu Jifeng or others, they have not forgotten the soup that the owner of the houseboat gave him when he first woke up.

But if there is no difference between living in a house and a houseboat, why did the village chief deliberately provoke direct conflicts between the players?

Or... what made him feel that they would definitely fight over a room.

Lu Jifeng vaguely knew that there was something wrong, but right now because there were too few clues, he couldn't think of the reason.

"Tang Qiu, you and He Tong live at the village chief's house, and Ah Yin and I go to the boat house. It's getting dark, so don't run around alone. Whatever you want to do, call He Tong."

Tang Qiu was actually a little afraid of He Tong, not because He Tong was scary, but because he felt that the more he looked at simple people, the less simple they were...

Hearing that Lu Jifeng told him to follow He Tong every step of the way, he first took a peek at He Tong, and found that He Tong, who he was peeking at, made a face at him, and then he looked at Tang Wuyin with a mournful face as if begging for help.

"Don't look at me, Brother Feng is also for your own good."

Tang Wuyin actually didn't quite understand how his younger brother, who was fearless and fearless, was afraid of He Tong. In addition, He Tong had always been the one bullied by him and Lu Jifeng, so he didn't understand.

He Tong must have seen Tang Qiu's mournful face, and thought he was afraid, so he squeezed between the few people, and patted Tang Qiu on the back with one hand, as if he was a big brother who would protect his little brother.

"Don't worry, I will protect you."

Tang Qiu trembled when he slapped him, but dared not speak out, he shrank his head and answered obediently: "Okay..."

He Tong, who was pleased by his expression, finally had the feeling of being a converted serf and singing. He looked at Tang Qiu's imagination and smiled ripplingly.

Over there, Lu Jifeng had already said goodbye to the village head, and was about to leave to go back to the boat house. Maybe the village head was a little dissatisfied because the four of them didn't quarrel.

Lu Jifeng walked in front, and Tang Wuyin who followed behind saw his cousin curled up on the chair like a quail, feeling a little bit resentful.

He suddenly felt that He Tong's smile was particularly ugly today, so when he walked to the door, he suddenly turned around, stared at He Tong for a few seconds, and said quietly.

"Don't let me know you bullied him."