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

Listening to the movement in the air, Wen Baixu quietly tiptoed and walked towards the direction where the smell was coming from. He gently dipped his finger in saliva, poked a hole in the window paper, leaned his left eye on it, and looked inside.

Jiang Lin'er, who was originally hunched over, now stood up straight, but his body was extremely thin, and there were always some clinking sounds coming from his body.

Wen Baixu's eyes slowly narrowed, and suddenly a loud voice rang out.

Although the room was dark, there was still a small light near the table. The person who was standing in front of the table suddenly walked forward and disappeared from sight.

The young man was a little confused. He was about to quietly open the door and go in to take a look when suddenly a smell came out and rushed straight to the top of the head of the person outside the house. He saw the person who had disappeared slowly reappearing, but he seemed to be holding something in his hand, which was a little wet, because there were some drops of water dripping on the ground, making a "tick-tick" sound.

Wen Baixu took a step back, covered his nose with his hand, and ran behind the big tree in the yard.

Because he saw a shadowy figure in the room walking towards the door.

As he ran behind the tree, the door creaked open.

The thin figure now returned to the appearance they had seen in the lobby before. He walked into the yard holding a "corpse" whose face could not be seen clearly, put the things in his arms on the ground, and then walked back to the house. When he appeared again, he was holding a white porcelain bowl in his hand. Although the white porcelain looked like

Wen Baixu watched him walk into the yard step by step, slowly squatted down, gently lifted the white porcelain bowl above the things on the ground, and poured the water evenly on it like pouring water.

At this moment, the moon, which was originally covered by dark clouds, gently revealed a corner, and the light just happened to shine on their position, but was just blocked by Jiang Liner's body, so his other movements could not be seen at all.

But he vaguely heard a strange voice, a conversation that sounded like a woman's and a man's.

“You…let go…”

"Stay...here...you're not...willing...to do anything"

"You...are not...'he'"

"I.....it's me, I.....you....stay...here...forever"

The voice was intermittent, and he only vaguely heard these few words. Then the person who was blocking his view stood up and walked to the side. He was holding the white porcelain bowl in his hand, and the person on the ground was very strange.

There was no movement when he came out, but now his chest was rising and falling slowly, and there was a slight exhalation sound in the air.

"No...please...I...you...will die."

"So what? I'm willing to do anything for you, but you're not even willing to wait for this little bit of time. It really hurts my heart."

As the man spoke, he threw the white porcelain bowl to the ground. No one could see the expression on his face.

But the man paused for a moment, slowly squatted down, and under the moonlight, he seemed to touch the figure on the ground, and the sound in his mouth gradually became smaller.

"Four more, four more..."

Wen Baixu couldn't help but feel a little confused behind the tree.

"Four? But according to my memory, there were more than four people on the stage."

Just as the young boy was wondering, a short figure appeared in the yard. When he walked into the moonlight, Wen Baixu realized that it was him.

An old acquaintance, a character who is about to appear: the old man in the tea field

The old man stood respectfully by the side, while the man in the moonlight stood motionless.

After a long time, I saw him turn around and hold something very familiar in his hand - a whistle.

He handed the whistle to the old man and whispered a few words in his ear. The old man bowed respectfully and then walked out happily.

The person standing there looked at him for a few seconds, picked up the things on the ground, and returned to the room according to the previous steps.

After hearing a "click", Wen Baixu walked out from behind the tree and looked towards the place illuminated by the moonlight. He saw something red on the ground, and the outline on the ground was black, like something made of coal ash.

The boy squatted down, stretched out his hand and gently touched the red spot, then brought it to his nose and sniffed it. A fishy smell came to his nose.

The smell was so strong that Wen Baixu immediately put his hand away and looked towards the door with disgust. He hurried out while no one in the house came out.

On the way back, Wen Baixu was still thinking whether he should go and take a look when no one was around, but this idea was immediately rejected.

Not to mention that I will have to repeat the same plot tomorrow. Even if I come back, Jiang Liner is still waiting in the lobby. He is elusive and I might be discovered by him if I am not careful. If he finds me, I might be killed.

With this in mind, Wen Baixu walked into the room and gently closed the door. But just before he closed the door, a pair of eyes suddenly looked in his direction...

The next day, everyone did the same thing as last time. They ate the same food, listened to his introduction, and were all as tired as donkeys.

But just when the boy was too tired to straighten his back, he suddenly felt something heavy hit his body.

He looked back and saw a person in a wheelchair, looking at him with a cold face, and his feet suddenly hurt the next second.

"what"

Wen Baixu shouted, and Ling Yun rushed over immediately, gently stroking the boy's back, and slowly asked the man to move the wheelchair away.

"Ouch~ It hurts."

Wen Baixu looked at his feet with a grin and jumped up on one foot.

The person who came from another place asked the person in the wheelchair with great concern whether he was injured.

After getting a positive answer, he finally felt relieved, stood up, snorted at the two people in front of him, pushed the wheelchair to the side, and said something to the old man. The old man actually let them go, and Ling Yun suddenly carried Wen Baixu on his back and walked towards the old man...

The two returned to the manor and came to the door, but did not see the wheelchair group that came back earlier than them. Wen Baixu tilted his head to take a look, but at this moment the door was already opened, so he had to look away and followed Ling Yun's steps into the room.

Entering the room, Ling Yun put him on the bed. Xiaoluobo was sleeping next to him. The two of them moved very carefully so as not to wake him up.

Ling Yun smiled at him gently, pointed his finger outside the door, signaling him to rest first while he went to find medicine, and then went out.

Wen Baixu watched him leave and sat on the bed obediently, but after a while, the door opened again.

When the boy was wondering about the torture, a man in black formal clothes appeared in front of him, followed by the gurgling sound of a wheelchair...