"None, name, town?"

"What secrets can be hidden in this name?

"It's all called nameless, what else can it mean?"

The night was getting deeper, but Ye Mingke still didn't feel sleepy, and all kinds of thoughts were boiling in his head, disturbing him to sleep at all.

He lay on the bed for a while, but still couldn't sleep, so he simply lifted the quilt, put on his clothes, and wandered the streets of the town alone.

This is the town he has lived in for more than ten years, and he is familiar with every grass, tree, brick and tile, but he never seems to really see it clearly.

Those strange, but everybody's taken for granted. What kind of place is this hidden hatred and conflict under the tranquility, and what kind of people live here?

Why does it always feel like everyone is wearing a mask that they may not know about?

"Nameless Town, what kind of secrets are hidden?"

Ye Mingke let his pace go, casually walking through one street after another

In the silent night, there was the sound of gongs on the watch, and the shouting of Uncle Wang.

"Uncle Wang is over there, why don't you go talk to him?"

The bored Ye Mingke kicked the stones at his feet, bored.

Uncle Wang is an old man in the town, because he has no children and is old, so the people of the town give him the errand of playing the shift that does not require much effort.

He has been working in the town for more than ten years, and Ye Mingke often goes out to wander at night, so the two lonely night walkers are quite familiar with each other.

Ye Mingke was spinning the puzzle of the name of "Nameless Town" in his mind, thinking about Uncle Wang, and walked a few steps towards the place where the gong sounded.

"Nameless Town, No Hades Town?"

Ye Mingke, whose thoughts were scattered, suddenly remembered a homonym in Nameless Town, and he suddenly thought, how old is Uncle Wang this year?

For as long as he can remember, Uncle Wang has become a watchman in the town because of his old age, and he seems to be almost seventy years old when he met Uncle Wang when he was a child.

And now more than ten years have passed, Uncle Wang is still the night watchman in the town.

He tried to recall the difference between his childhood Uncle Wang and his current Uncle Wang, but he could hardly think of anything different in his vague memory.

Uncle Wang is very old, but he seems to have always been so old.

In fact, aren't all the uncles, aunts, and people in the town like this? In the more than ten years of his existence, almost nothing has changed.

Moreover, except for the old man who was killed for violating the ban of the town, no one has passed away in the town for more than ten years, and there are many elderly people in the town.

Besides, the town is very old, and there should have been many generations of people passing away before such an old town, but where is the cemetery of the town?

Why have I never been there, and I have never heard anyone say it, because I don't know, or I don't have it at all?

"Nameless Town, Nothing Yet......"

There is no death, old age and stagnation, like a freeze-frame town!

Ye Mingke was terrified, and the familiar backs of the town in his memory appeared in front of him one by one, but when they turned around, he seemed to only see blank faces.

"Let's go. Because of the fear in his heart, he subconsciously stopped his steps towards Uncle Wang, and quickly turned around and wanted to leave.

But the moment he turned his head, he almost bumped into an ugly and terrifying face in the darkness!

His heart almost stopped, and the face seemed to be on his neck, and he could even feel the faint breath of that face.

Something suddenly occurred to him, and he slowly retreated a few steps against his fear.

"Leaves, ...... in the middle of the night What are you talking about in the streets?"

The terrifying face moved in the pale moonlight, and asked faintly.

Ye Mingke, who was at a distance, saw that face clearly, it was Uncle Wang's face.

Xu is facing the miserable white moonlight, the old but kind face in the past, but at this time, it seems to have a bit of a weird and inexplicable smile.

"It's nothing, it's just that I can't sleep comfortably and want to go out for a walk alone. ”

Ye Mingke took a few steps back, barely controlling his voice as brisk as usual. He also deliberately emphasized the words "one person".

"Hehe, I see......"

In the dark night, Uncle Wang smiled softly.

Ye Mingke's heart trembled at this laughter.

"Then be careful yourself, go back early. ”

Uncle Wang slowly turned around with the gong of the watch, bent his back, and staggered step by step towards the street on the other side.

"Young people, don't think too much, don't be good to yourself, hehe. ”

He chuckled and whispered as he walked.

Ye Mingke didn't move, nor did he answer, just stood in place woodenly, and he didn't run back to his home until the figure disappeared into the street.

After closing the door, he felt that the fear in his heart had subsided a lot, and he sat weakly against the door.

"Nameless Town, None, Hades, Small Town ......"

He slowly clenched his knees, what was he afraid of? Everything was just his own conjecture, not to mention that he only relied on the short time of thirteen years and his own unreliable memory.

Maybe it's just thinking about it yourself.

Go to sleep, when the day dawns, all the ghosts will be gone, and the town will still be peaceful and beautiful.

Early the next morning.

Uncle Jian pushed open the window and saw a young man who got up half an hour earlier than usual to chop wood. Hearing the sound of the window opening, Ye Mingke, who was in a trance, hurriedly put down the firewood knife in his hand and went to the kitchen to make breakfast.

After breakfast, he was still chopping wood, and he didn't find the training unbearable, but liked it a little.

When he devotes himself to monotonous and repetitive physical activities, his tumultuous heart will gradually calm down, and all his troubles will disappear, leaving only the joy of progress.

At lunchtime, Jojo came to see him.

Because they knew that Ye Mingke was very busy with training, they always took advantage of the meal when they came to him, and Ye Mingke could chat while eating.

The two good friends teased the increasingly intimate relationship between a certain stupid big guy and a certain senior sister, and also ridiculed a certain stupid big man for not being enlightened at all, so that the senior sister's Qiu Bo is always blind in vain.

Of course, someone who only knows how to eat and laugh at others does not know that he has also been blinded by many of the autumn waves of a poor girl around him.

Qiao Qiao accompanied Ye Mingke with a smile and smiled, and suddenly puffed out his little mouth a little angrily.

In the evening, Ye Mingke arrived at Aunt Long's room earlier than usual.

Tonight, Aunt Long will arrange a new training mission for him.

"Auntie, what's the new training tonight?" Ye Mingke saw that there didn't seem to be any props in his aunt's room, and said with some curiosity.

"Hmm...... We're still playing chess. Aunt Long said to him with a smile.

"That'...... Where's chess?" Ye Mingke, who was sitting on Aunt Long's bed, looked around.

"We didn't need a board or a chess piece, but in the beginning, you needed this. ”

Auntie said mysteriously, and then leaned down from the bed and rummaged under the bed, not knowing what she was looking for.

"Oh yes, I found it!"

My aunt seemed to have found something, and leaned forward again, as if the thing she was holding on to was a little heavy.

"That's it. ”

Auntie exhaled and pulled out a cuboid-shaped object from under the bed, it was quite long, and Auntie pulled it out, held it high for a week, and slammed it on the small table on the bed where the chessboard was originally placed.

"Bang. ”

The bed shook and creaked.

Ye Mingke was so frightened by this formation that he leaned back, looked at the somewhat familiar thing in front of him but was not sure for a while, and asked in shock.

"It's ....... What kind of treasure is this?"

My aunt raised her hand and slapped the high magic weapon hard, and she was full of pride.

"Of course it is...... Scratch paper!!"

"......" Ye Mingke.

"Uh...... But ......" Ye Mingke wanted to speak, but was interrupted by his aunt's voice.

"There is no question that cannot be solved by two sacks of scratch paper, if there is, add another sack !!"

My aunt stroked the scratch paper standing tall in front of her, her eyes were far away, and her voice was full of emotion, and for a while she seemed to remember the eventful years of the past!

"Uh...... But we're going to play chess...... If you walk on scratch paper?

Ye Mingke subconsciously stretched out his hand and drew a few forks and circles in the air,

"We're going to play tic-tac-toe??"

"Hmm...... Tic-tac-toe with two sacks of scratch paper??"

"No!" Aunt categorically denied and waved her hand, "What we are going to go is ......"

Ye Mingke sat up straight and listened with bated breath.

But Long Yinling seemed to be suddenly stuck, and he froze with his big hand, and he didn't spit out the most important word for a long time.

"yes, what's the name of this chess we played?"

Long Yinling withdrew his outspoken hand and held his cheeks in deep thought.