Time travel: Are you as professional as him in eating dog food?

Wen Baixu couldn't help but shudder when he saw this. He finally came to his senses when Jiang Zifang shouted at him and walked out of the door without stopping.

The door slammed shut, completely isolating the darkness inside.

The hunched butler was still standing outside the door. He looked at everyone, nodded with his hand, and then turned around nonchalantly, ready to lead everyone to the backyard.

"Uncle housekeeper, do you know why the owner of this manor is like that? And why there is a faint stench there?"

The hunched butler turned around after hearing this, his cloudy eyes fixed heavily on the last young man in the crowd.

Seeing that the butler did not leave, everyone followed his gaze and looked over. From time to time, people in the crowd would say, "What a strange smell! Why don't I smell it?" "Is there something wrong with his nose?" "It's a waste of time. I want to go back and rest early."

Wen Baixu ignored their words and just looked at the old housekeeper with burning eyes.

The two looked at each other for a while, and the old housekeeper sighed, "This is due to the fire a few months ago. That day was originally the wife's birthday. The master prepared everything, but he was a step late because he inspected the tea fields. As a result, the whole hall was burned. The master desperately went in to rescue, but it was too late. Everything was gone. From that day on, the master was no longer the master before. His health deteriorated. Now he can't even go out of the door of the manor. Every year during these days, the master will burn paper in the lobby to commemorate him. You should smell the smell of burning paper. The master and his wife are really pitiful..."

Before he finished speaking, Wen Baixu wanted to ask more questions, but the old butler's hunched body was already moving forward, leaving a large group of people standing there.

Everyone was sighing and quickening their pace to catch up, while Wen Baixu had a questioning look on his face.

"What's wrong? Your face looks so nervous and wrinkled. What are you thinking about?"

Ling Yun, who was walking in front of him, suddenly stopped and walked to Wen Baixu's side.

The young man shook his head and said, "I don't know. When I first met him, I smelled a burning smell. When I got to the lobby, the smell turned into a weird stench, like rotting meat. But the old man said it was the smell of burning paper, but burning paper doesn't smell like that."

"You mean he's lying to us?"

Ling Yun looked around and asked in a low voice

The young man shook his head, saying that he didn't know, but if it was according to what the man said, the housekeeper wouldn't have to lie to us, and didn't he and everyone else come here to help? We would be leaving in 7 days, so what was he trying to do if he wanted to lie?

Wen Baixu thought for a while, and his head suddenly felt like a balloon being inflated by an air pump. He kept holding his head.

Suddenly, a small grab caught the boy's attention. He looked in the direction of the movement and saw that it was the little kid who followed him into the village.

Wen Baixu put his hand on his head and rubbed it a few times. "Why did you follow me in? Aren't you going home?"

The little carrot-head's bright eyes blinked like a round bright moon. He shook his head, grasped his sleeves tightly with his little hands, leaned his little face against his arm, and whispered:

"I... have no home... my brother doesn't want me anymore... he ran off with... a strange man"

"Huh? Wild man? What kind of logic is this?"

Wen Baixu was bewildered, looking at the little carrot-head who was holding his arm tightly. The little guy was only as tall as his waist. That meant his brother was even shorter and smaller than him. How could he run after him even though he was so young? He was still a wild man... Did he know what a wild man was?

Wen Baixu's head was full of question marks. Jiang Zifang, who was walking in front, saw that the two people behind him had not caught up. He turned back and saw two adults and one child standing there motionless. He couldn't help but wonder...

"Are you two...playing with him?"

Hearing the voice coming from his ear, Wen Baixu finally came back to his senses from his own world. While Xiaoluo was not paying attention, he picked him up and held him in his arms.

"Hello, my name is Wen Baixu, and you can be called Xiaoluobo from now on. You have no family, and neither do I. Let's help each other and live together."

He ignored Ling Yun's surprised look and ran towards the main group, holding the carrot like a child who had not grown up.

Jiang Zifang glanced at the sullen figure, and looked at Ling Yun with a puzzled look on his face. Ling Yun shrugged his shoulders, smiled and shouted to the runner to run slower, and then walked forward, leaving Jiang Zifang standing there...

After a long while, they walked through a long corridor and came to a row of houses. The hunchbacked butler turned around, stretched out his hand to count the heads, and pointed to the wing room.

"Today, everyone can choose their own rooms. There are 5 rooms here. You can allocate them by yourselves. One room can accommodate 3 people. You can arrange it yourself. But remember that only 3 people can stay in one room. If there are more than 3 people, unclean things will come to find you at night. Also, try not to go out at night. Even if you have to go out, you must come back before dawn..."

"What if he doesn't come back?"

Jiang Zifang asked with a nasty mouth, looking at the housekeeper in front of him

Ling Yun on the side slapped him on the back of the head, then looked at everyone calmly with a hint of a smile on his face.

Jiang Zifang lowered his head and stopped talking, like a person who was bullied and dared not resist.

But Wen Baixu on the side tightly hugged the child's hand and asked stammeringly: "Then are there any other extra rooms? A firewood room will do..."

When everyone heard his words, they quickly turned to look at the boy holding a child. They seemed to realize something and quickly gathered in groups of three or four, staying away from them.

Seeing this scene, Ling Yun loosened his grip all of a sudden. He glared at them unkindly, then glanced at Jiang Zifang. He placed his hand on Wen Baixu's shoulder as if to comfort him, squeezed it, and said softly.

"It's okay. He is not a person on the trial, and he followed us after we came in, so even if he lives with us, it's not a big problem. The rules here seem to be aimed at people on the trial. If he was originally here, it shouldn't have any effect. Don't you think so, Zifang?"

Ling Yun looked at Jiang Zifang and nodded.

Jiang Zifang nodded repeatedly, trying hard to indicate that he meant the same thing.

Seeing that his two companions had the same idea, Wen Baixu finally felt relieved and his hand holding the child finally loosened a lot.

Seeing this, everyone assigned their own rooms and walked into the rooms.

Jiang Zifang was the first to walk into the room on the far left and opened the door. Wen Baixu followed Ling Yun into the room holding Little Radish Head.

The first thing you see is an ancient room, with carved beams, window frames, and wooden screens with maids wearing hairpins carved on them. Two large beds are placed on the left and right in the inner room, and a mahogany table and chair are placed in the most conspicuous position.

"Oh my, I'm so tired."

Jiang Zifang sat down on the stool and gasped for breath.

When Wen Baixu and Ling Yun saw the red-haired man like this, they burst into laughter. After looking at each other, they were about to say something when they heard footsteps coming from outside the door.

The boy put the radish on the ground and walked out the door. He looked out and saw girls in exquisite clothes carrying trays walking towards each room. Three girls also came into their room. They put down the trays and left. Although the trays did not contain the delicious food they had imagined, they were still very rich.

But... there are only three. It seems that each room is reserved to provide food for only three people.

This made Wen Baixu very anxious. He hurried out, but saw no one. He rubbed his temples in confusion and looked towards the empty door in surprise.

"So fast? It disappeared in the blink of an eye..."