In the courtyard of the second dog's house in front, the second dog, who exuded a strong bloody smell all over his body, practiced knives by the well.

Although the young monk was uncomfortable, he still managed to walk through the door of this house.

"Hoo ......"

After walking a long distance, the young monk breathed a long sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and continued to tell the time.

"Knock knock~! Three quarters of an hour ......"

In the courtyard of the widow Wang, Lian'er stood by the well water with sleepy eyes, staring at the well water with dead eyes, struggling in her heart whether to wash her face and brush her teeth.

"Lian'er, let's go out and have a look today."

In order to verify the guess in his heart, Fang Yan went out with Lian'er, who was entangled in whether to wash her face and brush her teeth.

Passing by a stall selling soup dumplings, Lian'er ate more than a dozen soup dumplings in a hurry, which made the vendors tremble.

The vendor calls it a monster in his heart......

Finally, when Fang Yan and Lian'er were far away, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with palpitations, and secretly said in his heart, Fortunately, the soup dumplings we made are delicious, otherwise these two monsters would have eaten themselves.

Outside the school.

Many school-age children were taking exams, and Mr. Fan, as the dean, sat on a chair in front of the room with a serious face, watching the children below take the exam.

I don't know if I was too young or too nervous, I didn't hit the shot several times, and my eyes were red.

"Huh? It's an exam again, and he cried yesterday, right? ”

Lian'er touched her head and looked up at the heavy face.

"Let's go." Fang Yan's face was expressionless, as if he was very depressed.

When Fang Yan went to the restaurant for lunch, he met yesterday's shopkeeper again, and yesterday's events were experienced again.

"It's so supportive......" Lian'er has eaten well in the past two days, and she is very satisfied when she touches her stomach.

"Next up is the teahouse."

"Huh?" Lian'er looked up at her husband, she didn't want to drink those very bitter teas.

Fang Yan pulled the reluctant Lian'er to the pear orchard, and a breeze blew at the right time, and the Tsing Yi little girl standing at the gate of the pear orchard seemed to be wearing heavier clothes, and under the breeze, they didn't even float.

After entering the pear orchard, someone led one big and one small to the private seat, served tea, handed over a small wooden board, and asked a certain Jiao if he wanted to play.

"I guess it's yesterday's scenes again." Dialects are whispered in the bottom of my heart.

"Guest officer, there are small singing, singing, official tunes, miscellaneous dramas, a variety of repertoire for you to choose from, and the most popular repertoire is here!"

The man bent down and pointed to the small plank to explain.

"That's it." Fang Yan deliberately ordered another play, not yesterday's.

"I'm sorry guest officer, but the poor man who sang this play happened to be sick, and he got up this morning and kept coughing......"

The little guy said with a little hesitation.

"What about this?" The dialect ordered another play that was not there yesterday.

"This one does."

The little guy changed his smile and quickly trotted away.

"It seems...... The people here are like game characters, who just keep repeating yesterday's plot. ”

Fang Yan muttered in his heart, frowned and thought, if this is a dungeon, then where is the key point to clear the dungeon?

No matter how flawless a copy is, it will always have vulnerabilities......

"This guest officer, I'm sorry, I just went backstage to ask, except for these plays, I can't order anything else, somehow, there are more and more sick people today."

The little guy trotted over, his face full of embarrassment and guilt.

"I'll take a look at ......"

Fang Yan stretched out his hand to take the small board, and found that all the plays that he could order were circled out with a red pen, and then took a closer look, those scenes that were circled were all played on stage yesterday.

"Feel free then."

Fang Yan returned the small board to him, and instantly had no heart to continue.

In the afternoon.

The dialect found that apart from the changes and adjustments made in the order of the operas, there was little change in the others.

When I got out of the pear orchard, it was already nightfall.

"By the way, the teahouse, the old woman who sells things."

Fang Yan pulled Lian'er to the door of the teahouse last night, and just happened to meet the man who went to sit down in the room, and the shopkeeper beckoned the guy to come forward with the tea cup and sing and serve tea.

The man took the tea and ate it, looked at the guy and said, "Don't borrow here and wait for someone." ”

The guy said, "Okay." ”

Fang Yan walked by an old woman selling food, holding a plate, and shouting: "Sell quail dumplings!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the man who was eating tea in the room beckoned and shouted, "Auntie, buy dumplings." ”

When the old woman saw someone calling her, she put the tray into the teahouse and placed it on the table. He put the strips of yellow on the dumplings, pinched some salt and put them in front of the man, and said, "Official, eat dumplings." ”

"The time, the plot, everything is the same as yesterday...... What's the difference? ”

Fang Yan frowned in distress, he couldn't figure it out, so he simply pulled Lian'er back. Just as he was about to turn around, he saw an oncoming man selling cold shopping on the street.

"Squeak......

Back at the widow's house, she was sitting on a low stool under the eaves of the hall in front of the door, picking tea stalks for the tea leaves, while anxiously looking out of the door, seeing that Fang Yan pulled Lian'er back, she quickly got up.

"Where have you been, this whole day's ......," asked the widow with a little reproach.

"Huh?"

The dialect finally noticed something different, the widow Wang was wearing a jacket yesterday, but today she is wearing lighter clothes, and her face and complexion are much better than yesterday.

"Sister Wang, your complexion today is obviously much better than yesterday, and your clothes have changed ......."

Before she could finish speaking, the widow interrupted her by laughing.

"Yes, I don't know what's going on, I got up early today, I feel a lot better than before, even in the past, even in the summer, I have to wear two or three clothes, otherwise it will be easy to catch a cold, but I got up early today but found that my body is a lot harder, put on a jacket to go to the market, and when I came back, I was hot and dry, and I sweated all over, so I changed into lighter clothes."

Wait a minute!

Isn't that just change?

What was it that made the widow change......

"Lian'er, come here, Aunt Wang bought you fruits to eat today."

"Thank you, Aunt Wang." Lian'er clapped her hands happily.

The widow Wang took Lian'er's little hand and went to the hall to find fruit to eat, and in the dim light, the figures of one big and one small were particularly warm.

"Shhh...... Whew......"

A certain Jiao was lying on a bamboo rocking chair in the courtyard, smashing the dry smoke and clouds and mist.

"Meet, cry, wipe tears, do things, and when you wake up in the morning, you're gone......"

Carefully recalling the bits and pieces after meeting Widow Wang, Fang Yan tried to find out the differences, but after thinking about it, he couldn't figure out what was different.

Or rather, where is the problem.

"Since I can't think of anything different, I will repeat today tomorrow, so it's better to take the initiative to change."

Fang Yan decided to take the initiative to change the trajectory of his daily life, and the town wanted to repeat, which was a matter of the town and had nothing to do with Jiao.

As long as this thing doesn't exist, that's fine, and as for the follow-up, let's see.

At this time, the widow came out of the hall and took the lotus that was eating the fruit.

She said to the dialect: "I've finished the spring tea today, let's take a day off tomorrow and go to Pinghu for a walk, how about it?" ”

"Okay."