When he arrived in the middle of the night, Zhang Zimin still couldn't hold back, and after the old couple fell asleep, he gently opened the door silently and looked around the room.

There is nothing too unusual, but in different directions of the house, a total of nine antique horse lanterns are placed or hung.

The dim lights reflected around, causing an eerie atmosphere. It's certainly not a "formation" or something, but it's a bit like some kind of ritual?

After looking at the placement, it is not surprising, and I haven't summarized any rules for the time being. Zhang Zimin had to go back lightly.

Zhang Zimin never closed the curtains again, and after lying down, he could just look up at the window.

Climate anomalies are not the point. Instead, Zhang Zimin reluctantly sat up again, took out a pen and paper to draw the structural diagram of the house, and then sketched out the location of the horse lantern just now with his memory.

Look left and right, and look farther away. Finally, when I turned it upside down, I felt a little familiar and muttered, "Is it my delusion?" The lamp seems to outline the outline of the pond? It's like some kind of ritual! ”

Xiaobao snorted heartlessly.

Zhang Zimin said: "Are you really a police dog?" ”

Poof-

Xiaobao fell on Zhang Zimin's belly with an unsteady standing, as if to say: I want to resign and be a pet.

Well, of course, you can resign, but if you resign during the war, you are suspected of desertion, anyway, it is Zhang Zimin's rule......

When I came out of the room early in the morning, the old couple was already seated, making tea over a charcoal fire.

As for a police dog still sleeping, it has recently formed a habit, it guards Zhang Zimin when sleeping, and it begins to make up for sleepiness after waking up.

Sit down around the brazier together.

I haven't drunk tea since the end of the world, it's too luxurious. Especially on a winter day like this, having a cup of hot tea is definitely a luxury.

It's a pity that Zhang Zimin didn't dare to drink it when they handed it over, but just shook his head slightly.

"Thank you, young man."

While drinking tea, the old woman looked headless.

Zhang Zimin didn't speak, facing such a suspected opponent who spoke headlessly, silence is the best posture. Because you don't know her purpose and thoughts, it's easy to get into her pocket or reveal the information she needs without knowing it.

Facing Zhang Zimin's silence, a trace of displeasure flashed in the old woman's eyes. At this point, the old couple looked at each other, as if making eye contact.

At this time, Zhang Zimin suddenly cut in and asked, "You seem to have a lot of charcoal?" ”

The old man pointed in the direction of the mountain and said, "I can make my own charcoal, and the trees in the mountains could not be cut down before, but now no one seems to care about this." ”

Zhang Zimin nodded and said nothing.

But subconsciously I feel that this is a prepared answer waiting for someone to ask, anyway, the answer is too correct and too fast...... Or is it that someone other than Zhang Zimin has asked them this, so with "experience", they have gradually formed a muscular memory level of answering speed?

Habits don't form all at once, it takes many "trainings" to form a realm that doesn't require a brain, is it...... There are a lot of people who have asked them that?

"Are there more zombies in that pond?"

This sentence is not thinking, Zhang Zimin asked thoughtlessly, as if talking to himself.

The old woman said, "Speaking of the pond, you must not go in and take a bath." ”

"And then?" Zhang Zimin asked curiously.

The old man continued: "Then we can't speak, I tell you that this place is full of evil sects, and you can't talk nonsense about this place." Otherwise, it will break the feng shui and rules here. ”

Zhang Zimin looked at the fire and thought for a while: "Old man, you are awesome, yesterday you said blockchain, today you say feng shui, do you not understand the field?" ”

The old man laughed, "You don't understand that. All roads lead to one place, in fact, everything is closely related. ”

"For example?" Zhang Zimin looked at him.

"For example, if you take this catastrophe as an example, how can you be sure that it is not caused by the overexploitation of the world and the transformation of the earth's fortunes? Young people, do you know the concept of Reiki resuscitation? "The old man leans on the old and sells the old.

"Uh, this ......"

Zhang Zimin's expression became strange, "I don't read much, I really don't know this, do you know a lot?" ”

The old man said: "There is no way out if you don't read, you have to read more books, and you can slowly keep up with the times, about blockchain ......"

Zhang Zimin hurriedly interrupted, "You must not combine blockchain and aura recovery to popularize science to me, what, I don't understand both things, and the combination will make Nima even more confused." ”

"You're so swearing!" The old woman looked annoyed and stood up.

"Well, I thought you read a lot. People who know about blockchain will generally know that this is a meme-like tone rather than an insult. Your Chinese culture is so awesome, how can you not know the breadth and profundity of the Chinese language and what I mean? ”

Zhang Zimin said.

They resolutely shut up, and looked at each other with a little wrong on their faces.

Zhang Zimin is self-aware, this kind of hateful behavior, even if he meets someone with a better temper than them, he will be kicked out long ago.

Zhang Zimin turned to say, "I don't know why you live in this place?" Obviously not locals? ”

The old man twisted his beard and sighed with the appearance of an elegant person: "Frankly speaking, we are very busy, we don't have so much time to travel here, if it weren't for our son's illness, we might have saved others in other places, the people in this place actually don't believe us." Sometimes it's a good thing, but you can't wake up someone who deliberately pretends to be asleep. Jack Ma, you know, right? “

Zhang Zimin said: "Well, I don't know him well. But I know that there are two kinds of people who like to talk to him the most, one is pure white, and the other is pyramid schemes. ”

"Say it again!"

A hint of coldness flashed in the old man's eyes.

Zhang Zimin looked at him and thought about it, and then Nima pasted it as it was: "There are two kinds of people who like to talk about him the most, one is pure Xiaobai and the other is pyramid schemes. And it's still a relatively old-fashioned backward MLM. ”

The old man was silent for a moment, looked at each other for a moment, and took out two needles from his bosom.

Boy.

Zhang Zimin felt that it was not easy after preparing for the countermeasures, and he had been agitating the law for so long, and he could be regarded as a little action.

As a result, Zhang Zimin was stunned again.

I saw that the old man was very skillfully twisting the needle on his seal hall and temples and pierced it.

"Could it be the 'disintegration of the heavenly demons', stimulating the meridians to increase internal force and other evil methods?"

Zhang Zimin inevitably thought a little brainlessly.

To this day, there are many monsters out there, some of which have mutated very badly. Therefore, based on the persecution delusional style, Zhang Zimin really can't see his behavior as bluffing or fooling.

So Zhang Zimin took out the slingshot in his hand, stepped back a little, and continued to observe.

The old man breathed a sigh of relief, took a deep breath, and finally said, "You are really quite confused, and you are still disturbing the scenery!" ”

Oh. Feeling that his own needle is not the disintegration of the heavenly demons, like "almost being angry with your kid to death"?