I've got to leave, this isn't a newbie dungeon, I can't keep an eye on you all the time, I can only answer some of your questions that don't touch the core of the game, or make some hints that don't affect the outcome of the game. Other than that, I don't have a place to help you. ”

Thumbs walked up to Fang Yin, stretched out his hand, and realized that he wasn't tall enough. He pursed his lips, lifted himself into the air, and patted Fang Yin's shoulder.

"If you want to be a manager, you have to survive the game and win."

Leaving these words, the figure of the thumb disappeared into the room.

Fang Yin looked at the place where his thumb disappeared for a moment, and after coming back to his senses, he looked at the room again, thinking of the goal of a billion gold coins, and felt that his luck didn't seem to be very good.

"Thumbs up said that this game is mainly about luck, and this is the beginning of the non-chieftain opening, how do you want me to play?" Fang Yin sighed, walked to the bed, took off his shoes, and lay down.

The bed board creaked, because the bedding was too thin, Fang Yin's back was very uncomfortable with the hard bed board, but she was so tired that she fell asleep in an instant.

When I woke up, it was pitch black in the room.

Fang Yin was sweating all over, and his body was slimy. She got up and walked to the window and looked out.

Outside the window was a room that was much larger than this, with two closed doors and one closed window, and the window door was also a solid wooden door.

In the center of the room was a rectangular wooden table with a very smooth surface, and two or three long wooden chairs with backrests were placed beside the table.

Apart from these, there are no ornaments.

Fang Yin was observing, and suddenly heard a sound from the larger wooden door, as if someone was opening it.

Fang Yin opened the door and walked to the room with a bench, looking nervously at the door.

"Squeak", after the wooden door was opened, there was a very ugly grinding sound, and by the light outside, Fang Yin saw that standing in front of her was a girl with brown shoulder-length hair and brown eyes.

The girl hung a basket of green vegetables in her right hand and a black key strung with a rope in her left hand.

"Hey, Xiaoyin, why did you come out?" The girl closed the door as she spoke, and opened the window again to let in the moonlight outside, and then walked to the small door beside it, pushed it open, and walked in.

Before the girl closed the door, Fang Yin saw a full moon in the sky outside shining a soft light on the roof of the opposite house.

A girl's slightly hoarse voice came from the room: "Xiaoyin, go and take out the flatbread!" ”

Fang Yin didn't know his relationship with this girl, and he didn't have a memory that suddenly entered his mind like some time travel. So, she didn't know where the flatbread was.

"Where's the flatbread?" Fang Yin shouted in Chinese.

She knew that the girl was not speaking Chinese, but she could understand it, and she could clearly see that the other party's words did not match the lip sync.

So Fang Yin knew that even if she spoke Chinese, the game would help her correct it.

As for why he called himself Xiaoyin, Fang Yin didn't know.

"In a wooden box under the table!"

Hearing this, Fang Yin walked into the inner room again. The table outside is just a flat four corners, and there is no wooden box, so the table she said should be this - a "table" made of wooden boxes.

Fang Yin moved the tools on the table to the ground and struggled to remove the plank, and she found that her strength seemed to be a little less.

Lifting the wooden box, Fang Yin saw that there were some neat stacks of clothes inside, all dark in color, exuding a faint musty smell.

There is a cloth bag next to the clothes.

Fang Yin picked up the cloth bag, loosened the rope on the cloth bag, and saw that the bag contained three round cakes.

Fang Yin directly took out the cloth bag, covered the wooden box, and restored the table to its original state.

Just moved things like this, Fang Yin sweated again, how could it be so hot?

Fang Yin wiped the sweat from her forehead and the tip of her nose, walked to the long table outside, she put the cloth bag on the long table, and walked into the room where the girl was.

This room was smaller than the one inside, with two small long windows near the roof.

Underneath the window is a clay stove with a large pot of green-leafed vegetables boiling in it.

I don't know if it's because of the heat in the pot or the firewood in the stove, it's hotter inside than outside, she pulled the hem of her clothes, so that the clothes stuck to her body were separated from her sweaty body, so that she could breathe.

The girl was squatting by the stove to add firewood to the fire, when she saw Fang Yin coming over and stood up, she raised her left hand and wiped the sweat on her face with her arm, stirred it in the pot with a wooden spoon in her right hand, and then scooped a spoonful full of white and yellow granular things from the crockpot next to her.

She kept shaking the spoon as she dug it, so that the particles in the spoon became less and less, and then she poured the spoon with confidence and poured the thing into the pot.

"Xiaoyin, bring a basin." The girl scooped up a little of the soup with a large wooden spoon, tasted it a little, and commanded Fang Yin.

Fang Yin obediently took a clean wooden basin on the ground next to him and handed it to the girl.

The girl poured a large pot of things into the pot, carried it to the long table outside, and placed it on the table.

Fang Yin, who was standing in the kitchen, saw two washed wooden bowls on the ground next to her, and there were two spoons in the bowls, and she didn't wait for the girl to come back, so she took the bowls and spoons outside.

"Xiaoyin......" The girl shouted and turned around, saw Fang Yin coming out with the bowl, smiled, took the bowl in Fang Yin's hand, and motioned for Fang Yin to sit down.

Fang Yin sat on the edge of the table, looking at the food on the table where even the soup was boiled green, a little flustered.

This can't be their dinner, right?

Picking up the bowl at hand, he scooped a spoonful of soup into the bowl with a large wooden spoon in a wooden basin with his right hand, Fang Yin held the spoon with a complicated expression, and didn't dare to drink it.

"What's wrong?" The girl took out a round cake from the cloth bag, broke it in half, handed half of it to Fang Yin, and when she saw that Fang Yin was a little abnormal, she asked with concern.

"It's fine." Fang Yin shook his head, holding the spoon and making it look like he was going to drink soup. Turning his head to look at the girl, he saw the girl holding the bowl in both hands and drinking a large mouthful of soup.

The girl sat directly opposite the window, and Fang Yin saw that her face was stained by the moonlight, black, and there were many beads of sweat reflecting the moonlight, shiny.

"It's delicious!" The girl sighed.

Delicious? Fang Yin looked at the green soup in the bowl, and suddenly wanted to taste it, maybe it didn't look good, but it was actually delicious?

She put down the spoon, took a big sip of the bowl in both hands, like a maiden.

......As soon as the soup was in her mouth, a bitter taste surrounded Fang Yin's taste buds, and she couldn't help but spit it out.

“…… Delicious? Fang Yin looked at the girl who looked at him with an incredulous expression, and suddenly remembered the memory of the girl.

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