As soon as Wang Quan's word "sick" came out, the atmosphere fell into freezing.

Xin Zihao's face was full of inexplicability, "Brother Wang Quan, are you joking with us?" ”

Wang Quan put down the useless chopsticks when he heard this, "Guess~"

Xin Zihao: "......"

There is no need to talk about that.

But Cheng Weihua, who was sitting next to Wang Quan, had already mentioned the highest vigilance in his heart.

He said that he had practiced national arts, which is indeed true, he had experienced three copies before, except for the newcomer dungeon, he was very lucky in the last two copies, and they all went to the world where national arts were prosperous.

He also learned a little bit about it.

Not to mention that he is particularly capable of fighting, but at least his inspiration has been raised to a certain height.

In Wang Quan, he felt an indescribable sense of treacherous fear.

It's just that his casual glance made Cheng Weihua almost flipped the table directly.

This is a stress response.

According to the master in the previous copy, when encountering such a person, the first reaction is not to run.

Instead, you have to give up resistance and show that you are not a threat to the other side, and then ...... Look at luck.

Because you're not sure of the ...... you're encountering Is it human or not!

He pretended to be natural and said, "Brother Wang, are you really sick?" I'm sorry, I don't mean anything else, I just think that if I really get sick, it's better to go to the hospital immediately. ”

"I felt like something was wrong with my personality, and even though I was healthy, and even had six-pack abs, even the doctors said I wasn't healthy." Wang Quan squinted his eyes and said with a smile, "But it's very strange, you know." ”

Cheng Weihua wanted to say that he didn't understand, but he couldn't.

Wang Quan didn't care, but looked at Liu Guoping, who had been eating silently, "This uncle, have we met somewhere?" How did you feel so familiar? ”

Liu Guoping had a kind smile on his face, and decisively denied, "No, maybe an old man like me looks similar." ”

"Oh~~ Maybe I'm wrong." Wang Quan put down the dishes and chopsticks that had not been moved, and stood up, "You guys eat and drink well, I plan to go around and see if I can find a place to stay, I have to continue to travel early tomorrow morning." ”

At this time, the thin village chief, who had been sitting not far away and smoking dry cigarettes, walked by.

He took Wang Quan's arm very enthusiastically, "Don't be a big brother, our village will hold a festival in a few days, once in sixteen years!" Don't be busy! ”

Hearing him say the word "festival", Cheng Weihua's eyes darkened inexplicably, but he covered up the past very well, and no one else found out.

"Festival ......," Wang Quan smiled, "I'm interested in this, and maybe I can help you with the festival here." ”

He will continue to investigate and investigate the situation in this village.

If the whole village was like that...... Then he can't say that he will preside over this justice.

Festival, right?

It's going to be lively.

To shock the sky, to move the earth, and to cry ghosts and gods!

As for blind dates...... It's been left behind by him.

Blind date? It's also a bird kiss!

If you have the strength to not preside over justice, you still go on a blind date?

It's not okay either, it's mostly incidental.

And I arrived by myself, and I didn't meet a blind date.

It's not that Wang Quan is discriminatory, he actually wants to have a rural hukou, and now the conditions in the village are much better than in the city.

The main reason is that this broken place is a bit of a poor village in a poor village.

The old things are short-sighted, looking at what kind of festival this is going on...... It's so superstitious!

What good girl can be in a place like this?

According to a spoof short film "The Chinese Team Wins the World Cup" he watched more than ten years ago:

"Their male Serena and Herzegovina female, who likes Bosnia and Herzegovina in our brothers? Yes? Who likes it? ”

Obviously, Wang Quan didn't like it.

Although he not only likes the pale complexion, but also the wheat color, he probably can't accept that dark yellowish brown.

This is not to say that he will look down on the other person, of course he respects the other person, provided that he does not deal with the object.

He's so straightforward, and he won't hide it.

And he's going to read things so much that you can't feel them.

So everyone got along with him very well.

The village chief was overjoyed, "Then I will arrange a sleeping place for you, and sleep in the room next to these fellow villagers?" ”

Wang Quan nodded, "Of course you can." ”

After that, he said goodbye to Cheng Weihua and the five of them, and followed the village chief to a row of empty houses on the left side of the village.

"Little brother, how many of them live in the first five rooms, how about the sixth one? You can see the sun during the day, and you don't rush the wind at night. ”

The village chief thief is enthusiastic.

Wang Quan smiled and handed him a cigarette and asked, "Village Chief, are there any tourist attractions near our village?" Why are there so many empty houses? Or are all the young people going out to work? ”

"Young people are ploughing the fields in the back mountains."

The village chief's thin hand took the cigarette and pinned it behind his ear, and continued to smoke his dry tobacco, "We held a festival sixteen years ago, but I heard that it failed, and I came fifteen years ago, so I don't know. This festival has to be done alive or dead! ”

He said it very calmly earlier, but when he said the last sentence, his expression was a lot more hideous.

Wang Quan's expression did not change, he was still the same gentle and polite.

Even he's a little happy.

If only the village chief had done it with him now.

He can break through the bottom line of his three views, and then ......

But the village chief didn't do this, he just told Wang Quan that there was no electricity in the village, and that he should try not to go out at night and rest early, and then left in a hurry.

Wang Quan turned around and was about to go back to the house, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of someone who seemed to be watching him in the distance.

He turned around, only to see that the door of a room diagonally opposite him had just closed.

Shrugging, he walked to the door of his house.

It's an ordinary wooden house, probably covered with cement.

There is also a big red couplet on the door frame.

Shanglian: The wind and rain are smooth and have more children.

Downlink: Water becomes a girl baby.

Wang Quan grinned, tore a piece of note paper from his bag and wrote a horizontal batch and pasted it right above:

"Your mother's preciousness"

Sex of sex.

After looking at it, he was very satisfied, and went into the house.

Close the door, this is a one-bedroom and one-bathroom room about 20 square meters, there is only one window in the house.

Wang Quan put the backpack on the table, unzipped it, and took out the contents inside.

Two M1911A1 pistols, one silver and one black.

Four fully loaded magazines.

An open-bladed dagger with a blood groove.

There are also four packs of soda.

Wang Quan put the dagger in his pocket, lifted the hem of his suit and put two guns in his waist, and at the same time put four magazines into his pocket.

After that, he moved the table against the door, and left the window alone, and slept on the bed with his clothes.

The sky slowly darkened, and the sound of the village chief calling him to eat came from outside the door.

Wang Quan replied, "I'll solve it myself", and then rested.

In the middle of the night, he opened his eyes and sat up.

He heard the door open next to him.

Quietly poked a hole with his finger in the papier-mâché window, and he peeked in.

I saw that the old man in the group of people I had seen during the day quietly walked out of the house and towards the distant resident's house.

Soon, three other young men opened the door and hung quietly behind the old man.

They were stalking him.

Wang Quan squinted, moved the table, opened the door, and followed.

The fire that was lit in his heart was always burning, and he kept refraining.

But the old man ...... According to the APP push I saw before, he is a random murderer who relies on the old and sells the old, and he is not afraid of the police at all.

After all, he was seventy-six years old.

I didn't expect to meet him here.

Wang Quan licked his lips, the fire in his heart seemed to be able to cool down a little tonight.

Moonlight spilled into the house through the window paper.

Faintly, there seemed to be two shadows reflected on the wall behind Wang Quan.