Chapter Fifty-Eight: Favorite Dish
"Saiwen, do you mean that Wei Bo can also do witchcraft?" Zhao Baoxuan didn't think about anything else at all, and grabbed Zhang Wuwei's arm and shook it again and again: "Oh my God, you pretended to be like you couldn't do anything, and you deceived me!"
Zhang Wuwei's head was black: "I don't know witchcraft in the first place!" You went to Jincun because you wanted to follow me, and I lied to you to go? You ran around the village more excited than me, and you forgot all the good words you said to me before you went, right? You were the one who shouted away, and you were the one who sat down to eat, right?"
He kindly reminded a few details.
If he hadn't been alert, he wouldn't have known how things would have turned out.
As for the way to get out, he communicated with Saiwen with his eyes, and he couldn't say it for the time being.
Zhao Baoxuan blushed: "Yes!"
She couldn't remember anything at this time, what Mu Sanye said, what Old Lady Mu said, it was a blank in her mind.
Severn didn't bother to joke anymore and turned to the point: "Wilbur, what is their witchcraft, and how did you find out?"
Zhang Wuwei recalls the old houses in the village: "They don't see people walking around in the village, but every house looks like there are people living in it, the tea bowls are very bright, and the tea is fresh." ”
If it's just to lure them in, those details are too realistic and nuanced.
Zhao Baoxuan interjected: "Wait, they know witchcraft, what are they used for? Aren't they doing things on the construction site? Aren't they just doing witchcraft to ward off evil spirits?"
She had a little study of witchcraft or totems, and the rituals were just to tame the people and act as a deterrent.
Zhang Wuwei didn't answer and asked: "Do you know that they used witchcraft on the construction site?"
Zhao Baoxuan nodded: "Yes, didn't I tell you? That old Guo who drilled the well, his drilling rig broke down because he hit the ghost gate, I originally wanted to ask him how to use the ashes of the wooden stick to drive away evil spirits and take them home." ”
As a result, she actually fell asleep in broad daylight and daydreamed.
"Wait!" Zhao Baoxuan asked in a fuss: "I didn't actually fall asleep just now?" The dreams I had, those people, those dreams within dreams, and the words I said were all true?"
Zhang Wuwei looked at her with a look that you would otherwise think.
Zhao Baoxuan covered her face: "Oh my God!"
She's out of shape!
Said a lot of nonsense!
Zhang Wuwei: "Do you often have this illusion?"
In the second half of the sentence, you can't see that there will be sleepwalking hysteria, he didn't say it, and the facts that have not been confirmed have not been confirmed, just speculation, too arbitrary, and very hurtful.
Zhao Baoxuan did not deny it: "Yes, the people I have dreamed of in my dreams often appear in my life, and I can still dream of the same person and the same thing in a row, so it's not strange to have delusions!"
Saiwen couldn't help but quip: "Xiao Baoxuan, have you dreamed of me?"
Zhao Baoxuan glanced at Zhang Wuwei, a little weak-hearted, and whispered: "I haven't dreamed of you, I have dreamed of another person." ”
Severn laughed, "Who's it? Don't tell me it's Wilbur!"
Zhao Baoxuan denied with a red face: "It's Fei Lengcui's little plum!"
She won't tell the truth about her dreams here!
In the future, I have to meet often at work, and it is embarrassing to say it.
Zhang Wuwei recalls the old houses in the village: "They don't see people walking around in the village, but every house looks like there are people living in it, the tea bowls are very bright, and the tea is fresh." ”
If it's just to lure them in, those details are too realistic and nuanced.