Jiao Zuo bent over and put Master Gao into the black coffin.

This black coffin is Master Gao's "bed"!

"Wang!" The tanuki barked softly again, and then stepped on its limbs and made a motion to drive everyone away.

This is to ask everyone to leave this room and not disturb Master Gao's sleep.

Song Ciwan's eyes swept and carefully remembered the scene in the house, especially the black coffin placed in the middle of the room. There are some patterns on the black coffin, and Song Ciwan looks very familiar.

She took it to heart, and then left the room with the others.

Walking out of the bedroom in the east room, everyone returned to the hall.

The tanuki cat still drove away, and everyone had to continue walking.

Of course, even if the tanuki cat doesn't drive it away, no one actually likes to stay in this room full of spiritual seats.

Eventually, the students were driven out into the courtyard by the tanuki cat, and it barked at everyone again.

Everyone doesn't understand cat language, and they don't understand dog language, and it's hard to understand what the tanuki cat means.

It was Xie Yunxiang, who asked cautiously and tentatively: "Dog, what are you...... Do you want us to wait in the courtyard and wait for the Master to wake up? ”

The tanuki croaked again for a while, and the cat seemed to have a satisfied expression on its face.

It seems to really mean that!

After barking, it flicked its tail, held its head high, and then turned its body up, and the cat lay down on the deadbolt of the courtyard door.

It jumped over the threshold, lay itself on the outside of the courtyard gate, and looked like every loyal watchdog, and continued to guard the door.

For a while, all the students in the courtyard gate were speechless again.

It's not that everyone doesn't want to talk, it's just that everything in this experience is so weird and grotesque that although everyone is full of thoughts, they can't even speak for a while.

In addition, although Master Gao was asleep, the tanuki cat outside the door seemed to be able to understand human speech.

The things in the strange realm, no matter what kind of species they are, it's always right to be a little more guarded.

Everyone had their own concerns, looked at each other, and after being quiet for a while, Xie Yunchong suddenly said: "Master has always been tired, and now he finally sleeps for a while. But ......"

He changed his words and said, "Should we prepare some food for the Master, so that the Master will not go hungry when he wakes up?" ”

As soon as Xie Yunchong's words came out, some people still showed a blank expression on their faces, but some people immediately understood what he meant.

Yu Miaomiao responded instantly, her eyes lit up and said, "That's how it should be, although we have to wait for the master to wake up, we can't just wait here." I can cook, Senior Brother Xie, and we'll go find out where the kitchen is. ”

The two sang and answered, paying attention to the movement of the tanuki cat outside the courtyard gate as they spoke.

The tanuki cat didn't move.

And the truth is, at this moment, no movement is good.

After all, everyone escorted Master Gao home, but they didn't really just want to send him home.

On the one hand, according to the rules of this strange realm, Master Gao is the teacher, the students are the disciples, and everyone should respect the teacher, and sending him home is the proper meaning.

On the other hand, everyone actually wants to find some clues to break the trick in the village or in Gao Fuzi's house.

No matter how strange a formed realm is, its underlying logic must exist.

If there is no certain logic, then the realm is very likely to collapse on its own.

And the key to breaking the trick is often to find the loophole of this logic, or to find the weakness of this logic, or to solve the puzzle of this logic......

In short, there are many ways to do this, and each of them must not be free from the constraints of logic.

Everyone present is actually not stupid, everyone understands the truth, but some people react quickly, and some people react slowly. Some people like to come out, some like to dominate, and some people like to fish in troubled waters......

There are dozens of postures of a dozen people.

Song Ciwan appropriately retreated to the second line, she stood silently aside, everyone looked at each other, and then scattered around-

At the moment, they couldn't go to the hall or to Master Gao's room, so everyone used the excuse of looking for ingredients to turn around the other houses in the small courtyard.

There are five brick houses in this courtyard, and the other three rooms are a living room and kitchen in the west, and a study room in the east.

The study on the east side is the focus of everyone's observation, and strangely, the layout of this study seems to be very normal.

There are three rows of bookshelves with a ceiling, a carved desk, on which is placed pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and on a piece of paper spread out in the middle is a "thousand-character essay" that has not yet been written.

Everyone has read the books on the shelves carefully, and most of them are enlightenment books, and the paper of these enlightenment books has been turned up, and it can be seen that the owners of the books often read them.

One of the more striking points is that at the top of these bookshelves, there are still a few military books.

In the study of a master who teaches in a small village, there are still military books!

Is this illogical confusion, or is there something else going on?

These military books were carefully read by every student several times, but for a while they did not find out the mystery that everyone imagined.

Later, everyone carefully searched the western living room.

The living room in the west room is also very "normal", with shelves and beds, Luohan couches, carved cages, tables, chairs, brocade stools and other things, all of which are complete.

Song Ciwan stared at the carving of the cage carefully for a few moments, Jiao Zuo walked beside her and asked her quietly, "Brother Xin, do you see anything?" ”

Song Ciwan said softly: "The patterns on these cages are eight points similar to the patterns on the black coffins over there, and I feel familiar in my eyes." However, I couldn't remember where I had seen them before. ”

It's not that she has a bad memory, but there always seems to be a fog in front of her, which wants to blind her perception and memory together.

Jiao Zuo was stunned for a moment, and muttered, "Brother Xin thinks these patterns are familiar? It's strange that I feel familiar......"

Jiao Zuo also feels familiar?

Song Ciwan looked at him, and the two of them saw a similar solemnity and confusion in each other's eyes at the same time.

At this time, Yu Miaomiao found rice noodles and vegetables in the kitchen.

I only heard Yu Miaomiao's voice and said happily: "Great, I'll make a vegetable porridge for the master!" ”

Outside, the tanuki suddenly barked.

Just when everyone was frightened, an old and rough female voice sounded outside the courtyard.

The voice was familiar to everyone, and it seemed to be the voice of the white-haired woman she had met by the river.

She cried out for joy from afar, "Yo, dog, watch the door!" What a good dog! Come on, come on, see what I've brought you? It's a meat pie! Eat, eat! ”

Tanuki: "Wang! ”

It cried out a few times, and the white-haired woman persuaded again: "Good dog, you should be hungry too, eat quickly, and only when you have eaten well will you have the strength to guard your master?" ”

Persuaded, the tanuki cat stopped barking, and the white-haired woman smiled in her voice: "Okay, that's good." Hey, don't hurry, good dog, these cakes are for you to eat, eat, eat! ”

The tanuki cat actually ate the cake brought by the white-haired woman!

(End of chapter)