"Is this a dream?" Jiang Qiao recalled the pain in his mind, although the feeling of the knife on the skin was very real, but now that he recalled it, the pain was like a lifetime away, and now there is no sequelae, and there is no trace of scars on the skin, as if it really never happened.

"You must be dreaming, you freshen up, Mao Daxin is urging us to go to breakfast." Ah Moon patted Jiang Qiao's shoulder and urged.

"Is it really a dream?" Jiang Qiao walked towards the toilet with a muttering to herself, she looked at herself in the mirror, her face was ruddy, and everything was normal except for a little dark circles under her eyes.

She muttered to herself: "It's okay to dream, it's good to dream, it's good to dream." ”

Ah Moon looked at Jiang Qiao's back and thought of Jiang Li's advice last night:

"Don't let Jiang Qiao know about this, if she talks about it, you will say that she is dreaming." ’

'Why?' What really happened to her? ’

She has a blood curse on her. ’

'Blood curse, when was it buried? ’

It should have been at least a hundred years, it was a death curse, it couldn't be broken, and besides, there was another imprint in her veins, and the two forces combined canceled each other out, so she couldn't have an accident until now. ’

No wonder you asked her if she had brought a stone. That stone is what you gave her to balance the power on her body, the magnetic field and yin qi are different in each place, and you need to balance it a little, but what do you mean by that brand? ’

She was pacted by some force, and although she didn't know what she was going to do, it was also an evil force. ’

How long will she last?' Is it because of the blood curse that she hurts today? ’

'Yes, this place is too heavy, and the power of the blood spell on her body is great, alas, she must not have brought the stone I gave her, my blood can be suppressed on her for a while. No, we'll go back right away. ’

"Ah Moon, are you sure it's past eight o'clock, why is this happening this day?" Jiang Qiao's surprised voice interrupted Ah Moon's memories, she looked at Jiang Qiao, it turned out that Jiang Qiao opened the curtain while brushing his teeth.

The world outside the window was gray, and the whole village was shrouded in a gray fog, which blocked all the light between heaven and earth, as if to hide the mystery of the changes in the outside world. As soon as Jiang Qiao opened the window, the gray mist burrowed into the house like a green snake without a head.

Jiang Qiao closed the window in a panic, took a few steps back, ran to Ah Moon's side, pointed to the house in the house, and said, "This fog... It's not toxic. ”

"This fog is not poisonous, but the resentment is very heavy, and the resentment has formed and turned into a fog, what has happened?" Ah Moon frowned and muttered to himself.

"It's time to eat, are you two okay, starving to death." Mao Daxin's lazy voice came from the door.

Ah Moon hurriedly walked to open the door, Mao Daxin and Jiang Li walked in from outside the door, and saw that Jiang Qiao had not changed his clothes, and shouted exaggeratedly: "Xiao Qiao, my ancestor, why are you still ready, I am dying of hunger, and I may not have the strength to go down the stairs if I continue like this." ”

Jiang Qiao glanced at him angrily, and responded: "Okay, okay, I'll be fast, just wear a coat." She suddenly felt that there was a look staring at her, she looked back, it turned out to be Jiang Li, from the moment he came in, he had been staring at herself silently.

Jiang Qiao touched his face suspiciously: "Is there anything on my face?" ”

"You haven't washed your face yet, your eyes are full of." Jiang parted at the beginning.

"Huh? I've washed my face. Jiang Qiao rubbed his eyes suspiciously.

"Don't talk nonsense, if you don't wash your face, you don't wash your face, I'm not good enough, take your coat and go, it's really cold outside." Mao Daxin pushed Jiang Qiao out of the room.

A few people came downstairs and found the boss in a room, the boss didn't wear a hat today, his head was almost bald, and he was making kung fu tea on his stomach, but he looked like his clothes were restless, and he couldn't help but look at the movement outside the window, and he didn't know that the tea was overflowing.

Mao Daxin knocked on the door, pushed the door in, and the boss saw a few of them, and hurriedly got up to greet them, complaining: "Why did you come down, it's almost time to go." ”

"Let's go? We haven't eaten breakfast yet? I don't have the strength to go. Mao Daxin looked around, there was only a tea table and a few chairs in this room, and he could only stand depressedly.

"Alright, alright, I'll take you to breakfast, and when you're done, hurry up, come, follow me." The boss waved his hand and led the four of them to the next room, where there was only a table for 10 people and 10 chairs, and no other furniture.

"Isn't the kitchen here?" Mao Daxin found a chair and sat down, and looked at the environment.

"The kitchen is next door, I'll go get you some noodles, don't go out." After repeated instructions, the boss lifted his feet and left the room, and gently closed the door.

"The boss doesn't seem to want us out, huh? I read that although this village is not famous, everyone is very enthusiastic about tourists, and they like tourists to come, which can drive the economy of the village, why has it become like this now. Amoon said with a frown.

"The guide you read was more than a month ago, and something must have happened during this time." Jiang Qiao said: "However, Jiang Li, the fog outside is so big, won't it really harm the human body?" ”

"If it's once in a while, it should be fine." Jiang Li walked to the window and looked at the thick fog rolling in the sky.

"Here comes the noodles, this is our unique peanut mixed noodles, stuffed tofu, come, one person and one bad egg, come and try my craftsmanship." The boss pushed the door open, holding a large plate of food in his hand.

A unique aroma of food broke the worries of several people, yesterday after a day of travel, only eat some biscuits at night to satisfy hunger, now long hungry, too late to say anything, each person hugged the bowl of noodles, sucked and ate.

"Boss, your building is so strange, one room for tea, one room for dinner, one room for kitchen, you have so many rooms. But there were not many people, and we didn't see any villagers all the way last night. Mao Daxin swallowed his mouth, smiled and approached the boss.

"Hey, our tulou is like this, there are not many others, the most rooms, the first floor of the reception, the second floor of storage, and the third floor and more than the third floor. Don't look at it as it's made of clay, there's a lot of knowledge in it, and you can't think of what's in it. The boss's face remained unchanged.

"What's in there? I don't want to have steel and concrete, do I? It can't be human bones or anything like that. Mao Daxin jokingly probed.

Jiang Qiao sighed in his heart, raised his eyes and looked at Mao Daxin, what if he provoked the vigilance of the boss at this time.