It's the same person for both reminders!

The handwriting and related content are all conveying a meaning: I care about you.

As for why? Presumably to complete the herb picking for yourself!

Handwriting... The handwriting always feels something strange.

Ren Hai felt a chill down his spine, and his whole person fell into fear.

Who exactly? From the previous wooden branches, to the note this time, the content is secondary, the handwriting, who wrote it, it doesn't matter, the important thing is, why does that person know that he is literate?

Except for my sister and father, no one else knows, and my sister will never tell about it, so who is this person who knows that he is literate?

Ren Hai suddenly figured out what was strange after seeing Mu Zhi in the morning.

Aunt Shen? Could it be that when I was at the grocery store that day, I showed my clues? was seen by Aunt Shen.

Or is it that Aunt Shen conveyed this message just to test herself, observing herself from the morning branches?

Thinking of this, Ren Hai denied his thoughts again, this seems even more impossible, Aunt Shen knows how she is literate, why bother so much effort to judge this matter.

There is someone else in this matter!

Fortunately, at present, it seems that the man has no intention of making enemies with himself, and if he wants to kill himself, he does not need to make such a great effort at all.

Burying this matter in his heart, Ren Hai remembered the task given by the system, and learned the compulsory course of Chinese one.

Isn't that what only people in the city have?

Just think about it! With the matter of attribute points, Ren Hai believes that the system can definitely do such a thing as memory reset.

Just please, can you tell yourself how to learn?

Behind closed doors? Subjective learning? This is an incomplete allusion that Ren Hai has seen.

Drip! Use the right words and reward a little intelligence attribute.

As soon as he was thinking in his head, a mechanical sound came out.

Immediately afterwards, a book appeared on the small wooden table in front of Ren Hai, with only five simple words on it, and Chinese compulsory one.

A little irritable, Ren Hai turned a page at random, this paper feels very tactile to the touch, it doesn't look like it's illusory, and it's not a projection.

The title is: Farewell to Cambridge.

Shen Tekang Bridge... Calm down and keep watching.

Gently I go, as softly I came;

I beckoned softly to the clouds to the west.

Ren Hai: ???

Isn't this just me leaving, and then saying hello to the clouds in the sky, it takes so much effort?

Forget it, I couldn't read it, Ren Hai closed the book impatiently, and stopped caring about it.

After Ren Hai dispelled the idea of studying, the textbook disappeared.

This time, it's not like there is no gain, at least I know that the system can still conjure up textbooks.

Boredom, Ren Hai really fell asleep, and when Ren Hai woke up, it was already afternoon, and the sun had not completely disappeared.

As soon as I woke up, I heard a movement next door, not from 302, it was 304, and the person from 304 came back, coughed as soon as he entered the door, and then vomited vigorously.

Ren Hai knew what those very thick liquids on the ground were...

Resting on the gap, Ren Hai observed that there was a woman next door, wearing a green dress, which was much better than cloth.

The woman's body is some... Stout, well... That's how it should be understood.

A hotel with such poor concealment doesn't look like this kind of person lives in, or does it have other purposes?

Ren Hai didn't go out, he chose to stay in the hotel, and he had to call out the compulsory Chinese course to study when he was bored.

It wasn't until the evening that I stopped studying.

After simply eating half a piece of rough noodle cake and drinking some water, even if dinner was settled, Ren Haike was not ready to experience a fifteen-yuan mixed noodles, it was too luxurious.

Those who have not been hungry will never be able to understand the thoughts of those who have been hungry, just as those who have been hungry cannot understand those who have not been hungry.

It was getting dark, Ren Hai glanced at the poor oil in the oil lamp, thought about what the innkeeper said, add oil and money, and gave up this idea.

The oil lamp next door lit up, it was 304, and Ren Hai could see what the next door was doing through the light.

The woman had a dagger stuck in her waist, pure black, the shape of the dagger was exactly the same as the one in her cloth bag, except for this, there was nothing else to see, the huge body blocked everything she was doing, only heard some rustling sounds, and did not know what she was doing.

Ren Hai inexplicably thought of the woman in the pharmacy.

After a while, the woman stood up, and there were more paper balls on the ground.

304 was dark, and the oil lamp must have been extinguished by the stout woman.

Then there was the sound of a scream, footsteps, and the sound of the wooden door being opened.

I don't know if it's out of curiosity, or if Ren Hai owes it more, so he decisively took his things and went out.

There were no valuables in the wooden house, and Ren Hai did not lock the door.

Squatted down, looked at the footprints on the ground, and walked towards 305.

Ren Hai also walked in that direction.

The danger of going out at night is very high, this is Ren Hai's experience for many years, but in this pigeon town, the experience seems to be wrong.

Out of the confines of the hotel, the entire business district is still brightly lit, and the pedestrians on the road are still the same.

Compared to Xinyang Town, where people disappear at night, this is simply paradise.

Ren Hai found the woman's back and followed all the way, acting very casually, no different from the pedestrians on the road.

The woman was still in the business district and did not leave here, after all, compared to other places, this place has the largest crowd.

What Ren Hai felt strange was that the woman was so unscrupulous with the dagger at her waist.

Of course, in fact, this is not so strange, but the problem is that you are a big guy, you don't need to use normal weapons, use this?

The woman kept clutching a lump of toilet paper in her hand, picking it up from time to time and placing it on her head.

With the help of a corner, Ren Hai finally knew where the toilet paper came from.

Not only was the woman stout, but she was also drooling, and she didn't know what was wrong.

After the woman disappeared around the corner, Ren Hai quickened his pace and immediately caught up.

It just so happened that I saw a woman enter a store.

This is... A pharmacy? The curiosity in Ren Hai's heart was pinched.

This pharmacy is not like the pharmacy in Xinyang Town, only a very simple name, the pharmacy, the name of this pharmacy is Yang's Pharmacy, the cross sign is clearly printed on the plaque, Ren Hai confirmed, everything with this sign is a place to sell medicine.

As soon as the woman entered, she took out a piece of paper and slapped it on the counter.

"According to this prescription, grab three pairs of medicines." The voice is very thin and very good, which is in stark contrast to the image of her appearance, if Ren Hai has not seen her face and figure, he will definitely think that this woman is a peerless beauty.

But... The reality is so cruel.