Ten diligent days: the fields are still

Chapter 319 Method

As night fell, the village lit up with tiny lights, and the young men were still busy in the fields.

"It's too dark now, let's stop here for today."

"It's a little dangerous not to see anything."

"Brothers, let's go."

Meanwhile, Yuan Lai stood quietly behind the camera, watching the boy's every move with great interest. Her eyes followed the boy's figure, as if she was deeply attracted by the scene before her.

The conditions are too difficult. It’s not that we have nothing, but we have nothing.

Before he knew it, the staff had finished their work and were leaving. Yuan Lai stretched his stiff body and walked towards home.

As she was reaching home, Yuan Lai was reaching for her keys when she felt a sudden stumble. She steadied herself and looked closely, only to see a person lying in the grass outside her door.

Yuan Lai cautiously approached the man, squatted down, and gently opened his face. In the dim moonlight, she could clearly see the man's face. He was very young, probably in his early twenties. Yuan Lai secretly guessed that he might be a child from a family in the village.

"Hey, it's so cold today, have you drunk too much?" Yuan Lai patted the man's face and asked loudly.

The man slowly opened his eyes and his gaze met Yuan Lai's.

The other party was obviously stunned for a moment, then shook his head and replied in a low voice: "I didn't drink."

Hearing this, Yuan Lai couldn't help but frown: Since he didn't drink, could this person have some kind of mental problem? Thinking of this, she couldn't help but take a big step back, then quickly slipped into the yard and locked the heavy iron door.

After entering the courtyard, Yuan Lai still felt uneasy. To ensure her own safety, she carefully locked all the windows. Only after doing this did Yuan Lai breathe a sigh of relief.

However, just as she was about to go back to her room to rest, she accidentally caught a glimpse of a corner of the curtain blocked by the air conditioner. Through the gap, she saw that the man had stood up from the ground and was walking towards her door.

"Don't you care about him?" Meng Meiyi appeared behind Yuan Lai at some point and asked in a low voice.

Yuan Lai reached out and turned off the lights in the room without hesitation, and said indifferently: "As the ancients said, don't pick wild flowers on the roadside, and don't pick up men on the roadside. I don't want to get into trouble, so I'd better go to bed quickly." After that, she turned around and went back to her bedroom, no longer paying attention to the mysterious man outside the door.

Meng Meiyi sighed slightly, opened the curtains, nodded and shook her head at the man outside the window.

Returning to the bedroom, Yuan Lai turned on the bedside lamp and found some red color on his hands, which looked like blood.

"Is that man injured?" She walked to the window and tried to look down, but the man had disappeared.

Yuan Lai went downstairs and turned on the faucet to rinse the blood off her hands. However, a shocking scene occurred - as the water washed over her palms, the red blood turned purple, and then turned light blue in a very short time, sliding from her palms and disappearing into the pool.

Yuan Lai widened his eyes, his heart filled with confusion and fear.

Fortunately, she did not have a heart of compassion, and she didn't know whether the one she picked up was a person or something else.

She gathered herself, went out, and turned on the living room light. In an instant, bright light filled the room. Meng Mengyi was sprawled lazily on the sofa, his eyes fixed on the ceiling, seemingly lost in thought.

"You have something on your mind?"

Meng Meiyi raised her hand to block out the light, a smile on her lips: "Do you want to get out of this lucid dream?"

Yuan Lai nodded without hesitation and replied, "Of course I do! I don't want to sleep forever. There are still a lot of things waiting for me to do at school!"

Hearing this, Meng Meiyi chuckled softly, her laughter echoing in the silent room. She sat up and said in a deliberately low voice, "Actually, waking up from this dream is very simple. All you need to do is..."

Before he finished speaking, Yuan Lai couldn't wait to move forward, wanting to hear the key information that Meng Meiyi was going to say next.

At this moment, Meng Meiyi stretched out her fingers and gently lifted her hair, and the hair instantly scattered. Something fell from Yuan Lai's hair and hit the ground with a crisp "ding-ling" sound.

Meng Meiyi reached out and picked up the hairpin on the ground, handed it to Yuan Lai, and said, "As long as you can use this hairpin to kill the ten people you have seen, you will wake up."

This is an exquisite hairpin with a lifelike kitten carved on the head. The kitten is so lifelike that even the fur on its body is clearly visible.

She had no recollection of ever having worn such a hairpin on her head, let alone the fact that she was being asked to use it to kill someone.

Was this Meng Meiyi making fun of her? Yuan Lai looked at him suspiciously.

Meng Mei smiled without saying anything, placed the hairpin in Yuan Lai's hand, and lay down again. "I have already told you the method, but your dream is up to you."

The next day, Yuan Lai, with a heavy heart, stood on the edge of the field, watching half of the harvester body stuck deep in the mud.

Xiaotong, Yibo and Haonan stood in the field in confusion, looking at their master for help.

"What a sin! You kids! I told you not to go, not to go, but you just wouldn't listen. Now, what are we going to do? Repairing the car is going to cost a fortune!"

"Master, we were too impatient. We will definitely fix it for you."

"That's not it. I mean, it's okay if you drive slower. If you can't finish the harvest in one day, you can take two days. Take your time. Are you worried you won't be able to finish the harvest in such a small field?"

The young men and the masters each had their own considerations, and when their ideas collided, Yuan Lai found an opportunity.

She walked around the ridge of the field and approached Zhuo Yuan, who was completely blocked by the harvester.

She pulled out the hairpin and held it in her hand, but she could not move forward another step.

Noticing someone behind him, Zhuo Yuan turned around and saw Yuan Lai. He exclaimed in surprise, "Hey, Yuan Lai, come and help us harvest the rice! Come on, I have a sickle free, take this."

When holding the heavy weight in her hand, Yuan Lai stood still. She was not brave enough to kill someone, even though she knew it was a dream.

What's more, this dream was so real that she could even count each of Zhuo Yuan's eyelashes.

"Lu Zhuo... Oh, no, Zhuo Yuan! Have you finished collecting over there? If you have, come over here. My brother still has some."

"I'm coming. Wait a minute." Zhuo Yuan quickly walked out of the blind spot and went to meet Gengyun and his brother.

Yuan Lai's plan failed, and he could only swing his sickle to cut off the remaining rice and take it to the roadside.

"Wow," Lu Zhuo came forward exaggeratedly, "Yuan Lai, you're amazing! The cuts are so neat."