Village tales of mystery 7
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furious
Zhou Yan looked at the outsiders warily, and there were nine people, no more or less.
The younger girl pursed her mouth and looked at Huang Mao. "Baby, why didn’t you team up with that girl and why didn’t you follow me!" she said with anger.
Being accused of Huang Chunling was very upset, but she didn’t dare to say anything. She didn’t want to exchange with her sister and leave herself alone.
Huang Mao rubbed her head and said, "It’s not too heavy for you to insist on being my leg when you are sticking to the car!"
My sister stamped her head shyly, burying her face in it and said, "Baby! You are so annoying! But am I really heavy? "
"Of course not. You are as light as a feather!"
The two men began to talk about sweet nothings to each other again.
Zhang Wenwen gently cough a, wake up "this sometimes limit".
My sister glared at Huang Mao in shame and said, "I told you not to say these things, but you insisted!" "
It turned out that two people had the same seat. Although the question was answered, the uneasy feeling in his heart still lingered.
His two real friends, Huang Chunling, teamed up with Huang Mao and Yin Haojie teamed up with Wei Xing. At least their teammates are experienced players, which reassured Zhou Yan. He heard the instructions when he wanted to tell them more.
[Warmly show that students should be friendly and not too far away, 1 minute will be deducted]
Ji Fangwei’s long legs are crossing the threshold, and he also heard the instructions, and immediately stopped in place.
It was originally an hour countdown and instantly turned into an hour and five minutes.
Zhou Yan walked beside Ji Fangwei with a black face and said in a low voice, "No matter who you think I am, I’m not going to kill you anyway. I’d better finish it well or I might die."
He also learned to look at him in a warning way.
Perhaps he meant to frighten Ji Fangwei by bared his teeth and moved to the left in silence to make room for him.
Because of the distance limitation, two people walked out side by side. Zhou Yan was really not used to interacting with such a strange person. He was never a talkative person, and adding a teammate who was almost dumb was both silent and painful along the way.
At this time, the sun is setting on the stone road, and a few ducks who are fed with oil and water stagger through them, and the smell of rice is floating in their air. Now it is evening, and many people have already started cooking dinner dishes.
In this sub-era, most of the rural areas were cooked by firewood, and there was a chimney on the roof of every house, which was emitting rolling fog.
Those villagers are also dressed in very simple clothes and trousers as ordinary people, but they are a little old. They are never as close to college students as before. Perhaps they listened to the village chief’s instructions. The villagers are watching Zhou Yan and Ji Fang from a distance from the eaves, smiling happily.
Their eyes have been following the two men, Zhou Yan, almost scared by them, as if they were onlookers in the zoo
It’s too hard
Zhou Yan slowly moved back to the line of sight, and Qi Sixian awarded it to collect the feudal superstitious customs of Huaishui Village.
If you ask those villagers rashly, will they answer?
It seems that it is very important to choose to ask the villagers. You should choose a villager who can see that he has some experience and at least know about the village.
Moreover, it is also very important to ask questions. According to the previous information, it can be concluded that this place has a special ancestor worship object, and even Nan Yan Wang has permission to start from this aspect.
Zhou Yan poked Ji Fangwei and said, "Ask anyone first."
Ji Fangwei was caught off guard and poked his muscles tight. After a moment of silence, he said "hmm"
Zhou Yan saw that he was like a gourd with a sawed mouth, and a torch came from nowhere. His temper burned out a lot. "Your enemy is not me, and I don’t know you." When he heard him speak, Ji Fangwei held his lips and was noncommittal. This move made his flesh and blood fill his cheeks slightly, which made him look a little childish. He also had never had an emotion in his heart, as if someone had abandoned him a long time ago
Zhou Yannai shook his head and didn’t want to argue with him. Players in the world come from all planes. Maybe Ji Fang is only in that world, and there is an enemy who looks like himself. It’s not certain.
Seeing that he didn’t talk, Zhou Yan felt that his attitude seemed a little too much just now and asked stubbornly, "What’s your opinion?"
Ji Fangwei answered "No" quickly.
Zhou Yan turned the pen and found an aunt who was feeding chickens and ducks at random. "Hello, auntie, I’m a student from North University for Nationalities. Can I ask you some questions?"
Aunt’s face was full of happy smiles, but her eyes were cold. She looked up at the two of them and then continued to sprinkle rice on the ground and said, "You are not welcome here."
[1 minute will be deducted if you ask a question to make the villagers feel uncomfortable]
Remaining time
【1:43:53】
【1:43:5】
Zhou Yan was not accidentally shut out.
He tried to write a sentence on this paper as smooth as new-"You can’t talk about ghosts on the road"
But the white paper didn’t leave a trace of ink. It seems that what was recorded on the paper must have come from the villagers’ mouths.
But how did Qi Sixian know this custom? Someone must have told him.
Zhou Yan seems to have caught a clue. He just wanted to catch a villager and stopped when he asked. When he deducted it, he went to another person to discuss it with his teammates.
Besides, although Ji Fangwei has some misunderstandings about himself, he should not be a drag.
Chapter 37 Chapter 37
Village tales of mystery 8
Secrets in villagers’ homes
He went straight to the side of the living room and kicked a chair to the square table in front of the living room. The chair was balanced and stopped by the wall.
Zhou Yan reacted instantly, and the decoration of the front living room did not conform to the proper rules. Two chairs should be placed at the square table of the living room for the host and hostess of this house.
He also immediately lifted the chair on the other side and put it in its proper position.
When the chair had just returned to its place, the villagers had already entered the room when the light was dim. His mouth slightly curled and he said, "What are you doing?"
We can’t deduct the time any more!
Zhou Yan’s back oozed a thin layer of sweat, and he used his quick wits to say, "We are enjoying this painting."
Hearing this, the villagers immediately restored their original smiling faces and asked, "Really?"
"It’s very good for painting," Zhou Yan sincerely praised. "White mountains and black water are very beautiful."
After listening to Zhou Yan’s talk with a smile, the villagers finally waved their hands with satisfaction and said, "City people just talk. If you like it, I’ll give it to you. Please sit down, two students."
Zhou Yan Ji Fang only looked at each other rarely, and they sat on both sides of the living room and belonged to outsiders.
It’s a relief to finally be able to sit Zhou Yansong. Now there are 40 minutes left. It should be no problem to follow the rules slowly.
And for the time being, his teammates discovered the law for the first time, so he should not worry about it himself.
[Warmly show that the player didn’t introduce himself when sitting, so that the host didn’t like to deduct 1 minute]
……
Zhou Yangang got up and introduced himself, but then he thought about whether it was "impolite" to act rashly without the consent of the so-called owner. If you do this again, you will be detained sooner or later!
But it seems more polite to sit in a chair and introduce yourself. How should he choose?
"What’s your name, big brother?" Zhou Yan was very uneasy to ask this sentence. Knowing the owner’s name first seems to be the safest answer at present.
"My name is Wen Wenfuli."