A few stilted buildings were built around a barely rotating waterwheel beside the stream, and along a country road covered with fallen leaves, Yu Siqi climbed onto a somewhat slippery bamboo bridge. While listening to the sound of the trickling stream under the bridge, I tried to keep my balance and not fall.

After crossing the bridge, he saw a large conjoined farmhouse courtyard, and the front room had a very conspicuous wooden sign hanging at the door, which read: "Yao Yao Farmhouse".

Pushing open the low door less than a meter high, Yu Siqi came to the interior of this specially modified farm compound. The neatly planned and clear lines on the ground show that the owner here has done a lot of small work here, especially in terms of parking spaces, which are much more formal than many B&Bs that Yu Siqi has seen.

The two-storey wooden lofts are almost a signature feature of the village, but the original owners have made a lot of modern adjustments to them in order to better satisfy the guests. For example, the windows of each room on the second floor are uniformly dark blue glass, which is completely different from the wooden sliding windows of the farmhouse in the back. For example, they even have an air conditioner in every room, as evidenced by the large pile of abandoned iron railings on the balcony on the second floor.

Isn't that small box-shaped iron fence designed to prevent the theft of the air conditioner's outdoor unit?

Retracting his gaze, Yu Siqi, who stepped over the door, stood in a very empty hall. Unlike the previous barber shop that didn't have time to move out, the owner of this shop was obviously reluctant to give up his belongings. There was nothing left in the room, no tables, no chairs, even the shelves behind the bar that were 'clean' and nothing but dust.

Such a 'clean' place naturally made Yu Siqi lose interest in going deeper in an instant, but just as he was about to leave, the extra painted walls caught his attention. It was the menu on that wall that piqued his interest, and he curiously walked over to look at the unbrought 'survivor'.

Mao Xuewang 35 yuan

Sauerkraut fish 22 yuan / catty

Stir-fried pork knuckle 29 yuan

Farmhouse stir-fry 15 yuan a plate

Sweet and sour pork ribs 34 yuan

Gluttonous beef shutters 37 yuan

50 farmer's white cut chickens

Call 50 chickens/piece

Chop pepper 16 yuan

Chopped pepper fish head, large plate 68 yuan, medium plate 48 yuan, small plate 38 yuan

Steamed live fish is 20 yuan per piece, and half price for more than three pieces.

Pork offal soup 55 yuan

Tomato scrambled eggs 18 yuan

Boiled eggs are $2

"It's so expensive," Yu Siqi, who just took a cursory glance, has basically given up browsing**, this kind of price can't be considered reasonable even if it is placed in the city! After complaining a little about the 'reasonableness' of the menu, Yu Siqi moved his gaze to the small area on the side of the menu, if he was not mistaken, it was this small piece of thing that aroused his interest.

Yes, the menu itself may not be worth paying attention to, but the small map attached to the menu does help Yu Siqi a lot.

Realizing the importance of the map, Yu Siqi took out a knife and cut the plastic map off the menu almost without thinking.

Looking at the map, which was not much bigger than a palm, Yu Siqi struggled to identify his position. Finally, as he squinted intently, he finally confirmed his location.

I didn't expect that I was only less than two kilometers away from Tangjiawan Middle School, and it seemed that I had the opportunity to spend the night at the school today.

Considering that the store is in the southwest direction of the school, it means that you need to go in the northeast direction. Yu Siqi, who put away the map, looked up at the sky, but the sun still hadn't come out. And, unfortunately, dark clouds are gathering in this area. If you can't get to school as soon as possible, you may be drenched in soup on the way.

As soon as he thought of this, Yu Siqi decided to leave as soon as possible, and he couldn't waste time in such an inconsequential place anymore. But when he returned to the middle of the yard to check his bearings to avoid going the wrong way, he smelled something strange. Originally, he didn't plan to trace the source of the smell, after all, it was important to hurry.

But the sudden wind blew the smell right in his direction, and his nose clearly analyzed what the smell meant.

The smell of blood, which he was already familiar with. Is there something bad happening somewhere in this farmhouse compound, should I go and investigate? Or according to the original plan, just turn around and leave.

Tangled things always appear inadvertently, but fortunately, this time Yu Siqi was not stumped by the choice, he took out the only self-defense tool from his bag, and walked towards the depths of the mansion with the smell.

The smell of blood was stronger, and there was some kind of rotten smell in it. Aware of the possible danger, Yu Siqi amplified his senses, his eyes glancing in front of the wooden buildings that didn't look much different from each other.

Finally, he stopped near a farmhouse made of stones. The wind had long since stopped, and thanks to the gust of wind, the dark clouds in the sky had dispersed considerably, and occasionally a little sunlight could be sprinkled through the gaps in the clouds. But there was also bad news, and that was that he was very clear that the smell was coming from the farmhouse.

Thinking of what might happen, Yu Siqi's knife-holding hand began to sweat outward, but the tension and excitement brought by the fear of the unknown filled his heart with joy.

What's wrong with you? Why is there such a feeling of contrast? There was no time to discuss himself, Yu Siqi, who walked into the farmhouse, lowered his posture and checked the interior of the farmhouse without making a sound.

The cage of the chicken coop swayed there, and there were chicken feathers on the ground, and there was some black substance on the exposed stone, a bit like blood.

The pigsty on the right-hand side was also empty, and the trough was clean as if it had just been cleaned. Walking forward, Yu Siqi barely needed much attention to see the source of the smell.

After confirming that there was nothing around, Yu Siqi took a closer look. It was a corpse whose internal organs had been devoured, and judging by the rags on the ground and the marks of being bitten on his body, this creature must have been bitten to death by some kind of creature.

'Wolves? The first thought popped into Yu Siqi's mind, and he quickly rejected the idea.

The chances of a wolf being a creature in such a residential area are not high, let alone bears. Then there is only one possibility, dog... Especially in the case of wild dogs, it is still very likely.

What makes Yu Siqi more concerned is that even the internal organs are eaten so cleanly, why is he not interested in the 'fresh meat' outside? What a 'picky eater'.

"I think it's not just 'picky eater'." Yu's words suddenly popped up in Siqi's heart, which made him flutter a little.

"What do you mean?" Yu Siqi asked.

"There is a special technique in hunting, which is to deliberately not eat the prey all at once, so as to use the remaining part to attract more prey to take the bait." Yu's voice was unusually calm, "Save the chatter for next time, something is approaching you." At about three o'clock, lower your head and poke the knife out, don't hesitate. ”

"What?"

Yu Siqi wanted to understand the meaning of what Yu said, but he also knew that what the other party said was a step that he had to do, so when he followed the steps Yu said, a black shadow pounced on him, and neither side had time to back down. 'Poof' a sharp knife into the flesh was accompanied by a 'woo' wail.

By the time Yu Siqi saw what was dead under his knife, the dingo-like creature had completely stopped moving. Its fur was covered in scars, and the corners of its mouth were dripping with terrible saliva. There is a sharp knife in the front chest, and a sharp knife in the back waist.

This made him a little puzzled, after all, he only had a knife, and he only stabbed it once. But thinking of the 'unlucky guy' from before, he seemed to understand who the owner of the knife was.

Pulling out the sharp knife on his waist, Yu Siqi noticed that this dagger was much stronger than the one he had bought from Zhao Yong. After weighing the trade-offs, Yu Siqi decided to keep this thing for himself, especially after he found out that the knife he stabbed out was 'polluted' by the internal organs of this 'wild dog', he didn't want to find that kind of 'bargain' in that kind of filthy viscera.