I open a supermarket with strange rules

Even the rules in Zhao Xiyue's hand are not completely correct.

The atmosphere fell silent, Chen Zhao and the others were a little worried about the safety of the others outside. Zhao Xiyue and the other three stood together, but their mood was not particularly heavy.

Chen Zhao decided to let her two teammates go back, and she and Selena continued to explore the old village ruins.

Zhao Xiyue and Lin Yuan looked at each other, and she walked up to Chen Zhao and said, "We have other things to do, so we'll leave first."

Chen Zhao wanted to keep them, but she also realized that Zhao Xiyue and her two companions were all capable, and it would be much smoother if they could act together.

But Zhao Xiyue didn't give her a chance to speak, and just left with the two of them.

Kagura grabbed the hem of her Lolita skirt and looked at the three people with some entanglement. She knew Lan Ling, and Lin Yuan had also heard of it. There was no doubt that if she acted with them, her mission would be more successful.

But she couldn't be sure whether Lan Ling and Lin Yuan would come to rescue her when she was in real danger.

Although the Black Fire Group and Future Science City are also two of the six major organizations of mankind, they are different from organizations like the Ghost Story Management Bureau that are dedicated to helping others.

They have done their teammates a great favor by not doing anything dirty.

After hesitating for a moment, Kagura decided to stay.

The old village is very large, and it can be seen that it was once a prosperous fishing village. Many houses have been built along the coast, most of which are wooden houses, and some are made of stone bricks.

However, most of these houses were covered with cobwebs, looked dilapidated, and seemed like no one had lived in them for a long time.

Zhao Xiyue and Lan Ling followed Lin Yuan, walked around the dilapidated house, and came to a stone house.

The house was built entirely of stone, with a wooden platform built next to it. Mysterious characters could be vaguely seen on the pillars on both sides.

The stone house is not big, and is divided into two floors. There are two cushions on the upper floor, and a dining table and bed on the lower floor.

"This is where I lived when I was a child." Lin Yuan's voice was a little ethereal. "My mother was the village priestess. She would sit here every morning to accept the villagers' kneeling worship and offerings."

"Before each voyage, she would dance on the platform and pray for the gods' blessing."

"Until that storm overturned all the ships that went out to sea. Only one person escaped back with the statue." Tears welled up in his eyes and he gritted his teeth. "They said that it was the real god and would bring wealth to the village."

"Ama disagreed and said it was an evil god, and they didn't listen."

"They burned my mother to death, and my father took me to escape, but he also died on the way."

Lin Yuan's eyes were full of memories, but deep inside was a deep hatred. He stroked the stone wall, on which were the marks he had carved when he was a child. The stone house was very spacious. The upper floor was a place for offerings and worship from the villagers. The lower floor was a two-bedroom and one-living room for living. In the middle of the main room, there were broken tables, chairs, and stoves. In the corner was a herbal medicine table, where villagers would come to ask for herbs for sacrifices when they were hurt.

A suppressed sob came from inside.

Lan Ling looked around and scratched his head, "I'll sing a song for him later, will he be happier?"

As he spoke, he cleared his throat and said, "Oh mother, my dearest mother..."

It was like a hundred ducks howling. Zhao Xiyue couldn't bear it anymore and patted his shoulder. "Shut up, or I'll beat you up before Lin Yuan comes out to deal with you."

Lan Ling reluctantly stopped talking and muttered, "As if you can beat me."

Zhao Xiyue glared at him and keenly noticed that there were people around.

She turned around suddenly and saw a little girl with messy hair. The little girl met her gaze and ran away in shock.

Zhao Xiyue wanted to catch up, but she couldn't.

After waiting for a while, Lin Yuan came out with red eyes. It can be seen that his emotions have stabilized and he has returned to his cool and arrogant appearance.

He glanced at the ruins and had a route in mind. "Let's go and see if there is anyone over there."

The ruins were desolate and many houses had collapsed. It didn't look like they were collapsed naturally, but rather like they were crushed by a huge object.

Before we had walked far, we heard the sound of footsteps coming from deeper in the ruins. The sound was mixed with the sound of crutches, as if an elderly person with limited mobility was walking out.

Lin Yuan stopped and looked vigilantly into the depths of the ruins.

A middle-aged woman with a blue cloth wrapped around her head walked out tremblingly, holding the little girl in one hand and leaning on a crutch in the other.

Behind them was a group of fully armed young men.

These people were all shocked the moment they saw Lin Yuan. The middle-aged woman in blue cloth, who was leading the group, suddenly had tears in her eyes, "Lin Yuan, is Lin Yuan back?"

Lin Yuan was stunned for a moment. He obviously recognized the other person. His icy face softened and he said in a gentle voice, "It's me, Aunt Wen. I'm back."

"Hey, hey." Aunt Wen walked over quickly, holding his arm and looking him up and down, "Good boy, you have grown up and look so much like your mother."

Aunt Wen asked happily, "Where's your father? Is he doing well recently?"

Lin Yuan lowered his eyes and said softly, "It's fine. I work in Future Science and Technology City. My father lives with me and always says he wants to go fishing."

Lan Ling opened her mouth in surprise and was about to say something, but was frightened by Zhao Xiyue's killing look and shut up immediately.

She sighed in her heart. If this Aunt Wen was an acquaintance of Lin Yuan's mother, she would be no more than forty years old. But looking at her white hair and wrinkles, she was almost in her fifties or sixties.

He was panting every three steps and it seemed that he was in poor health. I was afraid he couldn't stand the stimulation.

"That's good, that's good." Aunt Wen said repeatedly, "After you left, a lot of things happened in the village. Now no one lives here anymore. I'll take you there. They all miss you."

After saying that, Aunt Wen turned to look at Zhao Xiyue and Lan Ling, her eyes sharp, "Are these two your friends?"

Lin Yuan hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "He is my friend."

Aunt Wen nodded with relief, "I trust you, kid. Come with me."

She walked tremblingly to the front to lead the way, and Lin Yuan quickly went up to hold her hand. The two of them reminisced about the past, and the atmosphere was very warm and harmonious.

Aunt Wen led the three of them through the ruins and came to a stone. She knocked on the stone with her cane, and the stone opened in response, revealing a vigilant young face.

The girl saw that it was Aunt Wen outside and immediately laughed, "Aunt Wen, you're back so soon."

Aunt Wen smiled and said, "Bring the kids back to meet old friends."

The girl obviously also saw Zhao Xiyue and the other two. She looked hesitant, but because of Aunt Wen's words, she did not stop them and let them in.

The group of fully armed young men left. Aunt Wen said they went hunting.

After entering the underground tribe from the stone, Zhao Xiyue discovered that the people here were terribly white, the kind of sickly white that comes from not seeing the sun for a long time.

They were very thin, but full of energy. They greeted Aunt Wen along the way and looked at Zhao Xiyue and the other two with curious eyes.

The underground tribe was damp and stuffy, so Aunt Wen led the three of them into the largest tent.

In the tent, a wooden board covered with branches served as a bed, and a flat stone served as a stool.

Aunt Wen coughed a few times and sighed, "My living quarters are so simple. I'm sorry to have embarrassed you."

She fished out a small round ball from the straw bed, which was so black that it could not be identified. She swallowed it while coughing, and soon her face became rosy.

"Ashan." Aunt Wen shouted loudly.

A short, thin but energetic young man came in and said, "Auntie Wen, call me."

"Take these two guests out for a walk. They are my friends. Don't worry."

Ashan looked at Aunt Wen hesitantly and nodded.

Zhao Xiyue was very tactful and was the first to leave the tent.

Lan Ling followed out shortly after, with his hands hanging obediently at his sides, looking very well-behaved.

Zhao Xiyue discovered that he was very sensitive to emotions and atmosphere.

This underground tribe makes no secret of its rejection of outsiders.

Ashan was ordered to take the two people around the tribe. He forced himself to introduce them and pointed to a row of stone fire pits on the ground. Various stone bowls and other cooking utensils were placed beside the fire pits. Several young people were eating, and their bowls were filled with unclear paste.

The young man's clothes were tattered, but there was light in his eyes.

"This is our kitchen. We cook here."

This fire pit is very strange. It can catch fire without adding fuel, and the flames are strong.

"This is the gift from the gods after the high priest prayed to them. It is a flame that never goes out." Ah Shan looked very proud, but then he became depressed. "It's a pity that the high priest is gone, otherwise we could have returned to the ground."

Ashan led the two of them and continued to walk inside, looking at places where clothes were hung out to dry and where people were sunbathing.

Zhao Xiyue clearly saw a large cave deeper inside, but Ashan intentionally or unintentionally led the two of them around it, obviously not wanting them to see it.

From Ah Shan's words, Zhao Xiyue learned that the members of these underground tribes were also villagers from the Nan'an fishing village. It was just that ten years ago, because they disagreed with worshipping strange idols, they chose to listen to the priests and turned to underground life.

The high priest predicted that one day they would be reborn from the fire and return to the earth.

They just gritted their teeth and persevered.

Seeing that Ashan was still on guard, Zhao Xiyue took out the conch that Jenny had given her and handed it to him in front of Ashan's surprised eyes. "This is what Jenny gave me. She told me that you have pearls. I can exchange them with you for food, quilts, or greenbacks."

Ashan's expression changed, so Zhao Xiyue was invited back to Aunt Wen's tent.