A few people turned around, and it was the uncle who opened the door first. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Don't knock, come in!" The rough voice sounded, and Su Xiao deliberately looked at his empty hand, there was no knife.

"Thank you, big brother!" Du Yang was the first to react and hurriedly thanked him.

The uncle didn't speak, turned around and went into the house. A few people followed.

The house was very simple, except for a simple earthen stove, and an oil lamp of unknown age on the stove, flickering dimly. Then there was the earthen kang with a shabby straw mat that took up half of the room, and there was not even a broken stool to sit on. There has been some dust accumulated everywhere, although it has been specially cleaned, the musty smell in the air still reminds Luo Xiaobei and the others that this place is not like it has been inhabited for a long time.

"If you don't have anything to eat, you have to boil it with water. The uncle looked at the firewood piled up next to the earthen stove with an expressionless face, and then pointed to the half-sized clay tank with a gap next to the firewood.

Turned around and closed the door, without saying a word, he folded his arms and lay down on the big kang covered with old straw mats, and the imposing woodcutter was still placed next to him.

The uncle's movements were completed in one go, without any drag, and the remaining few people looked at each other.

"Let's rest!" Du Yang scratched his head and consciously lay down closer to his uncle.

He intuitively felt that since this uncle would take them in, it would not be so terrible, and besides, if he didn't lie down, he couldn't let the girls sleep here, and he was just separated in the middle.

Lu Zhe and Su Xiao exchanged glances and lay down.

In this way, it is better than sleeping outside.

Gongyi Zhen'er frowned and hesitated, she had never lived in such a dilapidated place, she felt that such a group of people lying on the broken mat without cover, it was better to just lean on a tree outside and be clean.

Luo Xiaobei doesn't care, since she was a child, she has been running around with her master and brothers, and she has encountered conditions worse than this, and she has been treated with special treatment in special periods, so it's really nothing.

Gongyi Zhen'er saw that Luo Xiaobei was also on the kang, and he was still undecided, moving under his feet, gritting his teeth and preparing to move over.

"Turn the lights out!" said the uncle's deep voice, apparently not asleep.

Gongyi Zhen'er moved to the stove, blew out the oil lamp, and then lay down next to Luo Xiaobei.

It was night, silent, the wind outside gradually increased, and only the sound of even breathing remained in the room.

"Squeak-"

"Squeak-"

The dilapidated wooden door sounded, as if an external force was gently pushing.

There was a faint light on the old windows made of wood pulp and paper, and the wind suddenly shrieked and mournful, like a woman's cry with grief and hatred.

The uncle who was sleeping on the edge moved, and listened to the breathing sound of Luo Xiaobei and the others with his ears, and there was nothing unusual, so he got up quietly, dragged the woodcutter in one hand, approached the door lightly, and secretly observed the door through the gap.

After waiting for a while, there was a rustling sound like a group of people walking by, and the uncle opened the door lightly, and a strong wind suddenly blew in, and the uncle blocked it with his burly body in time, stepped out, and closed the door again.

"Let's go"

But the door was locked from the outside.

Lu Zhe and Su Xiao opened their eyes at the same time, Luo Xiaobei also got up, and Gongyi Zhen'er was about to ask, but Luo Xiaobei covered her mouth and signaled her not to speak.

The light on the wooden paddle paper was brighter than before, and Lu Zhe and Su Xiao slowly approached the window and door frame.

There were no lights in the few huts not far from the outside, and at a glance there were only a dozen people standing in the middle of the huts, with torches in their hands, and instead of extinguishing them in the wind, they burned more and more.

In the center, on a makeshift platform, a man dressed in white and with long hair was tied to it, and the man was gagged, and only a rapid whimper could be faintly heard.

It seemed that someone was commanding, and at the same time, the person holding the torch pointed the light in his hand at the woman in the middle, and Lu Zhe and Su Xiao saw clearly that it was clearly not a high platform, but an altar built with a pile of dry firewood.

Su Xiao's eyes widened suddenly, seeing that this was clearly a fire sacrifice!

The torches passed at the same time, and the pile of dry wood was instantly ignited, and the woman in white was instantly swept and swallowed by the flames, and the air suddenly drifted away with the smell of oil smoke, which was so strong that it was a little smoky, but it was blown away by the wind.

The flames grew louder and brighter, and the jumping firelight illuminated the central empty realm, and a dozen burly men stood there, motionless and admiring the scene in front of them.

The uncle with the woodcutter stood at the end and suddenly glanced back at the window on this side.

Su Xiao and Lu Zhe also reacted quickly, and instantly hid the moment the uncle's eyes came.

"Quick!" Lu Zhe leaned over and whispered to Su Xiao and Luo Xiaobei to return to their original positions, and he was also dexterous enough to get on the soil kang.

Sure enough, it was only for a moment.

"Bah-"

The lock of the door was opened, and the uncle, who was holding the woodcutter, paused by the door, listened to the movement, and then returned to his sleeping place lightly.

With the sound of even breathing, the light became weaker and weaker, and the sound of the wind outside also diminished as the light weakened, and everything seemed to have never happened as if it had never happened.

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"Lolo?!"

The first person who noticed something was wrong early in the morning was Du Yang, Luo Xiaobei's pale face and somewhat delirious condition were clearly telling the fact that Luo Xiaobei was sick!

"What should I do?" Du Yang asked a little anxiously.

"Put hot water on her forehead. It was the uncle who had been silent and spoke concisely as soon as he spoke.

Du Yang got the method, and first squatted next to the earthen stove to boil water. Gongyi Zhen'er was guarding Luo Xiaobei's side, and his face was a little pale.

"Are you okay?" it was Su Xiao who spoke.

"I-I'm okay!" Gong Yi Zhen'er nodded, his eyes kept falling on Luo Xiaobei's face.

Su Xiao nodded, "The girl's body is a little weaker, I see that your face is a little bad!"

Several people surrounded Luo Xiaobei, but they saw that her face was even paler, and fine beads of sweat had appeared on her forehead.

"Quick, hot water!Towels!" Du Yang found a broken bowl out of nowhere, poured a bowl of hot water directly on the towel, wrung out the excess water, and then carefully put it on Luo Xiaobei's forehead.

After a set of movements, Du Yang's hands were already red.

Seeing that Luo Xiaobei fell asleep in a drowsy state, Du Yang instructed Su Xiao to pay attention to the temperature of the towel, and then turned around and took the broken bowl to fill the water, he wanted to wait for the water to dry again and it would not be so hot, and then give Luo Xiaobei to drink.

"Luo Luo is like this, then we can't leave today!" Lu Zhe frowned and supported his chin, and told several people in the room about this result, including the uncle.

Hearing this result, Gong Yi'er's face changed.

"No!" the uncle's deep voice suddenly sounded.