On the table, there was a soft "dang" sound.

A trembling, fat and thin piece of white meat fell in the food bowl in front of Song Ciwan.

Yes, what was in front of her was not an ordinary-sized bowl, not even a common bowl for soup, but a basin as big as a basin! Therefore, at the first glance of Song Ciwan, he silently recited it as a food bowl in his heart.

In the food bowl, it was already filled with white flowers, and the villagers next to her kept helping her with meat.

While clipping, he continued to persuade food: "Poor one, look at this thin one, there is only one left...... Come on, come on, eat openly, eat quickly! ”

The tempting aroma of food was intertwined and mixed, and I don't know whose hungry intestines made a harmonious roar at this time.

The other victims at the same table as Song Ciwan couldn't help it, and they didn't need to be persuaded by anyone, they had already thrown off their cheeks and were burying their heads in hardship.

In front of them was also a large food bowl like a basin, they picked up chopsticks and snorted and devoured, the more they ate, the more fragrant they ate, the more fragrant they ate, Song Ciwan sat in the middle, and couldn't help shaking his body uncomfortably.

She also has a pair of chopsticks in her hand, waiting for her to eat at any time.

But Song Ciwan finally controlled her hunger instinct, and the sense of shame in her heart made her maintain the etiquette she should have at this moment.

Song Ciwan touched his stomach and thanked the villagers who persuaded him to eat: "Thank you aunt, and thank you to the uncles and brothers in the village for your kindness, but I, but I don't have anything to ...... long."

At this, she looked ashamed.

She has no long things, what can she do to repay the enthusiasm of others? It's not good to eat white food, right?

Aunt Zhou, who was sitting on the left side of Song Ciwan, had already picked up the chopsticks, and when she heard Song Ciwan's words, she suddenly stopped.

I only heard the female villager who persuaded Song Ciwan to eat: "Hey, little lady, why are you still worried about this?" It's said that the person who comes is a guest, and you know how difficult it is to see how difficult it is to suffer this way, and I, as an aunt, really pity it. You, just eat with confidence! ”

As she spoke, she grabbed a spoon next to her, scooped a big spoonful of rice as if she didn't need money for food, and fed it directly to Song Ciwan's mouth!

As she fed, a loving smile of anticipation appeared on her face at the same time.

It's so loving, so loving that it makes people's hearts tremble and their hairs stand on end.

Song Ciwan subconsciously dodged and blurted out: "Auntie, I know that everyone is kind, but, no matter what, I can't eat white food!" ”

As soon as the words "eat white food" came out, there was a sudden silence.

The victims who were originally eating Haisai were still eating Haisai, but the villagers of Fugui Village, who were originally enthusiastically persuading them to eat, suddenly turned their heads in unison, and looked in the direction of Song Ciwan.

The sound of food persuasion was gone, the laughter was gone, and all that remained in the huge open space in front of the village was the sound of the victims frantically eating and chewing.

Snoring, snoring—

An invisible, unspeakable terrifying pressure was pressed heavily on Song Ciwan's body along with these gazes.

What is that?

It is an invisible force that is turbid all over the world, so it invites you to be turbid.

It is a terrible question that exists in heaven and on earth, in front and back, left and right, in all directions.

Those eyes were silent, but they seemed to be asking in unison: Why not? Why not eat it? Look, everybody is eating, they're all eating! If you don't eat it, then it must be, there must be something wrong with you!

It's you who have a problem! You have a problem......

The sound of doubts was like an echo, and Song Ciwan was firmly bound, making it almost impossible for her to escape.

I could only watch as the female villager sitting next to her stretched out her arms and put the rice spoon into her mouth again.

She wanted to hide, but the invisible pressure made her unable to move, she wanted to refute, but if she opened her mouth, this spoonful of rice would inevitably be fed into her mouth!

I don't know why, obviously I am still confused, and the hunger in my stomach is also burning, but Song Ciwan has become more and more firm in a belief at this time: The rice and meat in Fugui Village must not be eaten!

In the flash of light, seeing that the rice spoon was in his mouth, Song Ciwan suddenly raised his head.

She couldn't move left and right, and her body couldn't dodge, but for some reason, this look up actually succeeded!

The moment he looked up, Song Ciwan repeated loudly: "I don't eat!" I don't eat white food, I don't eat white food! I have no possessions, but I can work for pay. I have hands and feet, I don't eat other people's things, and I can still feed myself! ”

As her words came out, her voice grew louder and louder, while the invisible pressures that bound her inexplicably became smaller and smaller.

Later, she even stood up all at once!

Opposite Song Ciwan, the female villager who handed the rice spoon failed in her actions, and her face stiffened suddenly.

The loving smile of the past was gone, and all that remained was gloom.

And she sat there, but Song Ciwan stood up straight, so she even had to look up at Song Ciwan.

"You really don't want to eat it?" Her voice lost its original enthusiasm, and the cold tone repeated the question.

Song Ciwan stood and said firmly: "Don't eat!" ”

In the void space, a black and white scale slowly appeared in front of Song Ciwan's eyes at this moment, and on the weighing pan, there was a ball of gas: [Village-level weird ghost, hate, hate, hate, one catty and seven taels, can be sold. 】

No one knows what Song Ciwan experienced at this moment!

The fog in my mind was lifted, and the blindfolded tulle shattered.

At the moment when the scales appeared, the old memories that had been lost in the depths of Song Ciwan's mind suddenly rushed like a tide, and all of them returned to their original places!

Song Ciwan woke up, and she suddenly realized: Where is there any Bixi Village villager Song Niangzi? Where is there any cloud country, what is the escape? All of this should be a disaster from Bibo Lake!

On the Bibo Lake, is the dragon dead now? Song Ciwan didn't know.

Why did they come here again, when they were caught in the cracks in the ground? Song Ciwan didn't know.

But she can at least tell that the world in front of her is clearly a huge weird world.

Weird, as the name suggests, it's an even more elusive and indescribable existence than a demon. In this world, not only people are afraid of weirdness, but even demons are afraid of weirdness!

Everything that is inexplicable is always terrifying to living beings.

To be honest, the original Song Ciwan was actually unable to understand what the concept of weirdness was. Fortunately, when she bought the "Great Zhou Scenery Record" before, she roughly looked through some of the weird introductions.

The level of weirdness is from low to high, and it is usually divided into: wilderness, village, small city, big city, broken country, and natural disaster......

I don't know if there is any Song Ciwan in the back, and "Da Zhou Fengwulu" did not introduce it.

The rough introduction of this book is that although weird is elusive, there are rules for weirdness. All weird things have to follow the rules, so once you fall into a weird situation, finding the right weird rules is the only way to live!

So, what are the rules of this strange rich village in front of you?