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

The night was dark, as if it was going to rain. Wen Baixu sent Min Nanfeng, who was leaning on a cane, to the front of the house. Just as he was about to leave, he heard Min Nanfeng say,

"This place is a little different from the usual trial grounds, and everyone here is a little weird. You'd better be careful, especially with the things they offer. Don't eat or drink if you can avoid it."

Wen Baixu was about to refute him, "Can you accept the high-intensity work during the day without eating or drinking?" When he saw the man on crutches had already entered the house.

He frowned, secretly complaining that he was the weirdest person here. He walked back to the door and was about to sneakily open it when he felt his clothes being gently pulled.

Wen Baixu stiffened his neck, slowly turned his head, and then lowered his head. With the help of the dim moonlight, he could see clearly that it was Xiaoluo who looked sleepy, rubbing his eyes, half-closed his eyes, and looked at him pitifully.

"Brother... Luobo needs to pee, but you're not here. Luobo can't hold it anymore, so he can only pee in the yard. I'm sorry..."

The chubby baby fat on his little face trembled when he lowered his head, which was extremely cute. Wen Baixu had no ability to resist cute things. He quickly picked up the little carrot, patted his back gently, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, comforted him softly, and then quietly carried him back to the bed and covered him with a quilt.

Watching his eyes slowly close, Wen Baixu slowly fell asleep with the snoring in the room.

In the early morning, a chewing sound woke up the sleeping child. Little Radish rubbed his sleepy eyes, slowly got up, and slowly stepped outside. With just one glance, a scream woke Wen Baixu up.

The boy was sleeping soundly and had just dreamed of a wedding. He was frightened by the scream and hurriedly crawled outside. He only saw a small figure at the door, and outside, there was an unusual chaos.

The neatly arranged things had been knocked over by someone, and were lying on the ground in all directions. There was soup and water all over the ground. On the right side of the ground, two people were fighting with each other. There was also a teapot on the ground next to them.

Wen Baixu saw that the fight was getting more and more fierce. When both of them were about to fight to the death, he heard a familiar whistle coming from outside. When the whistle sounded, the two people who were still wrestling suddenly calmed down and returned to their original state. But there was one very strange thing, that is, they did not think there was anything strange here, but urged Wen Baixu to change clothes quickly and go to work.

Although the boy felt a little strange, his brain was like a shield, immediately blocking everything out, directing him to go back to the inner room to change clothes, and then walked with them to the yard.

The person who came to gather today was no longer the manager but the old man. He looked at everyone with a smile, nodded, waved his hand, and led everyone to the tea field to work...

At the beginning, Wen Baixu glanced at the location of the tea field over there. There were still two people, but he lowered his head to work. When the sun was almost up, he looked over there again and was horrified to find that the number of people over there had increased from two to four.

Just as Wen Baixu was about to point at the person over there and tell Ling Yun something, a whistle attracted everyone's attention.

"Today is the fourth day of the construction. In the next three days, I will lead everyone to learn how to stir-fry tea, and then pass on the skills to everyone and help everyone complete it. By then, I will be satisfied..."

This was a bit strange. Although it seemed that the old man was caring for these people and helping them, it seemed that there was something wrong at first glance. But where exactly was the problem? Wen Baixu was a little dizzy. Coincidentally, the old man continued to say that everyone had worked hard these days and could go back to rest today. Then he blew the whistle and took everyone back.

On the way back, Wen Baixu looked back at the tea fields. The tea farmers in the tea fields were like scarecrows, standing there stupidly and smiling. But that smile was a bit creepy, just like someone who hadn't eaten meat for a long time suddenly said they were going to slaughter pigs for the New Year. The excitement in their eyes was self-evident.

Wen Baixu immediately shuddered, retracted his gaze, stopped looking at them, and followed them closely on the way back step by step.

When they returned to the house, it was still a mess, no one came to clean it up, and the two men walked around the things as if nothing had happened and went to the inner room.

Wen Baixu was about to call them when a small hand grabbed him.

"Brother, just now a brother in a wheelchair asked me to give this to you"

As he said this, he stuffed a note into his hand and then walked towards the inner room.

Wen Baixu looked at his back, opened the note in his hand, and found that it said "see you in the toilet in an hour"

Looking at the words on the note, although he couldn't recognize them, he still vaguely remembered the appointment last night. It seemed that because he came back early, he changed the time.

The boy crumpled the note, stuffed it into his mouth, and then swallowed it...

An hour later, Wen Baixu heard the snoring in the room, carefully opened the door a crack, and went out.

After walking through the corridors, Wen Baixu finally saw a small house standing in the corner of the yard, and behind the house there happened to be a half-body person inside.

Wen Baixu immediately ran over excitedly and patted him on the shoulder carefully. The man turned around. Just as the boy was about to speak, his eyes went dark and he fell to the ground unconscious. Before he fainted, he heard a voice that sounded like the one last night...

A strange sound of "ho ho" was heard in front of a huge cloth bag, and the cloth bag squirmed a few times after the sound was heard, and was soon opened by someone.

The person inside was Wen Baixu

Wen Baixu was already dazed, and after being hit by a club, he became even more dizzy. Now he heard a series of zombie-like hoarse sounds in his ears, and he quickly opened his eyes.

What caught his eyes was a huge and bright place. There were several cloth bags piled in front of him and a circle of torches around, making the place exceptionally bright.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a gurgling sound. He quickly turned his head to look in the direction of the sound, and saw a group of people gathered in front of an extremely huge pot. There were 6 people hanging above the pot, and the four of them seemed to be... like people who came in together, and the last two people... were Xiaoluo and the butler who had disappeared.

Wen Baixu suddenly felt his eyes hurt, and he twisted his body anxiously because he saw a man standing next to the cauldron hand a shiny knife to the man standing on the platform. The man raised his knife and fiercely cut the first man's neck, and blood flowed down his neck.

But a strange thing happened. The first person should have felt great pain, but he closed his eyes with a smile on his face, and the corners of his mouth were curled up, showing no pain at all.

Wen Baixu stared at the cauldron with his eyes wide open in confusion. Suddenly, a voice rang out.

"Are you doing this for tea-making or for your own selfish desires?"

The voice was low and hoarse. The boy turned around and looked at him. This was the second time he heard his voice. Although it was a little hoarse, Wen Baixu was still very happy. At least there was a normal person like him here.

The people on the stage seemed to have heard his words, pushed aside the crowd, walked down the stairs step by step, and walked towards the two of them.

"What did you say"

There was a hint of viciousness in his voice, and he walked towards them step by step.

"You have ulterior motives. You are using tea picking as a cover to steal money and kill people."

"Robbery and murder? There are ten thousand acres of tea fields here that need your money? You came here on your own accord, let alone murder, so all this is God's favor to me... to him, hahahaha..."

The voice became sharper and sharper, and it seemed to become a woman's voice.

"He is not the owner of the tea house, but the wife of the tea house owner who originally died in her story."

Hearing this, the man standing in the center of the yard stopped laughing, regained his composure, stared at him intently, and said,

"How did you know that? No one can tell..."