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But I closed my eyes, and I really didn't have the courage to open them, because there was an unspeakable problem: as soon as I woke up, I found that something was wrong, although I didn't even have a single hair on my body, but I was now naked.

Alas, it's over!

Who did this, it's too bad.

If I open my eyes, there will be a large crowd of onlookers waiting to see a good show, whether familiar or unfamiliar, then my face will be gone, and I will not live.

I had to hide in the quilt and use my hands and feet together, and I pulled and rolled carefully to wrap myself in a round way, and then I sighed a little more relaxed.

The quilt, the pillow, and the bed were not familiar to me, so it was someone else's bed, but strangely there was no stranger's breath, as if I had never used it before.

I remember sitting in the car, unconscious without being violently attacked, and then being stripped naked and lying there for no apparent reason.

Supposedly, you should have slept very restlessly. But the strange thing is that I slept very well and slept until I woke up naturally.

Alas, it seems that there is no one around, it is quiet, maybe there is no danger, so it is better to open your eyes, anyway, you have to face it anyway.

I quietly tried to open a small slit and feel the light immediately, and then I opened my eyes all at once, and I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief!

I sat up slowly with the quilt and looked around carefully, but fortunately, the situation was not as bad as I imagined.

From the old utensils, you can tell that I am in an old-fashioned country house.

I was covered with a thin cotton quilt with blue flowers, sat on a large wooden bed with straw mats, and on the wall was a New Year's painting pasted with rice milk, the content of which was a white and chubby ginseng doll, and a bulging schoolbag hung under the painting.

Farther afield, there are tables of eight immortals and long wooden stools with thermos and cups, and in the corners are water tanks, stoves, and even firewood neatly stacked.

There was a lot of life everywhere, but the utensils seemed to be clearly behind the times I was familiar with, at least ten years!

But there was no one else in the room but me.

Did I cross over? No, I looked down at myself, and my whole body was exactly the same as I remembered.

What about my clothes and what I always carry? Why are they all gone?

To tell you the truth, I don't know how much sleep I've had this night, and I don't know how far my captors have traveled with me to get to such a country far from Salliu.

The question is, where the hell is this!

I sighed, got off the wooden bed, and walked straight to the door.

It was found that the family was a detached family located in the mountains.

It was early in the morning, and the birds chirped outside the house, rising and jumping up and down on the trees in front of the door, and the sun was rising in the east, and the clouds were wafting on the mountainside, and the air in the mountains was exceptionally fresh and pleasant, which made me lean against the doorframe take a few deep breaths.

Very comfortable!

But why is there no one in this house? not even my captors are nowhere to be found, and they are not at all worried that I will run away?

Oh yes, probably just to prevent me from sneaking away, they took all my clothes.

Cough...... I'm a big man, an adult, and I don't have anything to cover my shame, so I'm wrapped in a quilt like this, and no one else will come to pour it.

But if I wait for the owner of the house to come back, especially if the female owner or the female kidnapper comes back, then I will not be ashamed!

As soon as I thought about this serious problem, I started to do it.

Hurriedly turned around and came back, and began to rummage through the cabinets constantly, hoping to find the master's spare clothes to deal with.

Even if there are no men's or women's, and if there are no adults, children can wear them around their waists.

But it's too ruthless, it's just too ruthless!

There is all kinds of firewood, rice, oil and salt in the house, and there is no extra fabric except for the bed cover.

No, strictly speaking, it is the pad of the cover, which is densely sewn with needle and thread, and the cotton wool and cloth cover are completely combined together, if I am patient, I am afraid that the stitches will have to be removed for more than half a day!

Well, I have to admit that I was quite clever and finally found a way.

Isn't there still a layer of straw mats on the bed?

Anyway, there was no one else in the house now, so I simply threw the quilt on the bed in annoyance, and then freed my hands, pulled out the straw one by one, first rubbed the straw rope, and then tied it to the ground, and made myself a straw skirt to tie around my waist, all right!

Now I envy what the book says that people in the past could weave straw clothes and straw shoes, but I really can't!

Grass skirt is grass skirt, as long as you are careful not to touch the fire, touch the water, if the wind accidentally walks away, then there is no way, I am a boy, this psychological endurance is still there, and this can't be blamed on me!

Finally, I was relieved to come from the house to the precincts.

At this time, I was still wondering if there was a kind woman among the kidnappers who took my clothes to wash them while they were picking them up, dried them and then sent them back?

Oh, no, I don't dare to think like this, if that's the case, wouldn't it be seen through by others?

So, so say, whether it's a homeowner or a kidnapper, it's better not to have the opposite sex, everyone is a man, even if it's a bare ass to talk, it's okay, I can stand it.

While thinking, he carefully walked around the yard barefoot, trying to see if there was any information and clues.

It turned out that the worst thing was that there was no electricity in this house, so I didn't even think about the lights, TV, or anything...... The items in the yard were the same as what I had seen in the countryside before, not much different.

There was still some firewood in the corner of the yard, and there were chicken coops and melon racks and clotheslines, and there was a concrete floor under my feet, but when I first poured the ground, it was probably too sloppy and uneven.

There are some traces of graffiti on the ground, which are nothing more than some Chinese character exercises and number calculations, etc., probably there is a child in this family who has just started school, right?

There's no one in the horizontal and vertical range, anyway, now that I'm idle, just look at what is written on the ground.

Well, this seems to be a third- or fourth-grade student, and judging from the power of the pen, it should be a naughty boy.

This mess of modern Chinese characters and numbers, I lost interest after a few casual glances.

There is also a row of vertically written Chinese characters on the ground leading to the entrance of the small courtyard, which looks like it was written by an adult.

"Spirit, Taiwan, Fang, Inch, Mountain, Yu, Dou, Moon, Three, Star, Three, Tong".

Hey, why is it familiar......

Oh no, no, no! What Yu Dou is the same as the three same, it is clearly the famous sentence "Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, Leaning Moon Three Star Cave" is good?

This kid is really naughty, he only read a few pages of "Journey to the West", and pretended to be Sun Dasheng's master.

I'm not a stone monkey who came to learn the arts, okay!

But don't you say that this word is quite neat, it is different from the child's handwriting, it should be written by the child's elders, right?

Oh yes, why don't I go to the bag hanging on the wall and see if there is any useful information about the name of the school?

So I ran into the house and rummaged through my bag.