Why is my master always lost and swollen? !

The turbulent and violent sea constantly devoured thousands of raindrops, which was so terrifying that it made one's heart chill.

Liu Zian held the bag containing Aning, and followed closely behind Mr. Baohe and Dr. Cao.Gradually, his whole body became colder and colder, and the muffled sound of rumbling waves filled his head.

"Zian, are you okay?" Mr. Baohe saw that something was wrong with Liu Zian, so he asked, "You seem to be shaking all the time."

"It's okay, maybe I'm a little tired." Liu Zian replied, trying to keep up with Mr. Baohe and the others with his heavy legs.

Having said that, although Mr. Baohe, who is used to traveling, looks frail and bookish, his body is surprisingly strong.Liu Zian is just the opposite. He looks tall and strong, but actually feels tired more easily.

"Persevere, there will probably be a place to stay ahead." Mr. Baohe encouraged.

Liu Zian nodded, gave a soft "hmm", and stopped talking.

Mr. Baohe sighed and deliberately slowed down his pace.The three of them walked silently along the beach in the pouring rain without speaking.

However, although he kept saying "it's okay" in front of Mr. Baohe, under the double pressure of exhaustion and cold, Liu Zian almost cried when he walked away.Just when he was about to lose his hold, he felt the luggage in his hands slowly warming up.Aning, who was covered in feathers, had his body temperature transmitted through the bag, which really saved his life.

"Fortunately, I have you..." Liu Zian murmured, and at the same time tightened his hands holding the luggage in order to absorb more heat.

After walking for an unknown period of time, the three of them found some wooden stakes standing on the beach in front of them, with boats still tied to them.

"It seems that there should be fishermen around here." Mr. Baohe wiped the rain from his face and said loudly.However, the sound was still drowned in the sound of the rumbling waves.

Sure enough, the three of them walked forward for about a cup of tea, and then they saw a village with houses gathered.

The sky was dim and dark, and it was hard to see how many families there were, but after a rough scan, there were always twenty or thirty families.Fishing nets are wrapped around the doors of every house, all rolled up to prevent the wind from blowing them away.

Mr. Baohe knocked on the door of a nearby house, and asked the villagers who answered the door: "My fellow, we are travelers passing by. We came here just in time for the heavy rain. Do you know any places near here?" Can we stay overnight?"

The villager spoke a thick local accent, Liu Zian and Dr. Cao couldn't understand what he was saying at all, so they could only look at Mr. Baohe blankly, expecting him to translate.

"This fellow said that they have never had any foreigners in this fishing village, so there is no place for travelers to rest." Mr. Baohe said with a disappointed expression.

Just when the three of them were about to say goodbye and leave, the fellow spoke again.Mr. Baohe was overjoyed when he heard this, and thanked him again and again.

"What?" Doctor Cao asked.

"The fellow said that there is an empty house on the outskirts of the village, which was left by the villagers who died at sea before, and we can live there." Mr. Baohe explained, feeling very fortunate in his heart, and his joy was beyond words.

In this way, the three of them came to the house on the outskirts of the village under the guidance of the villagers.On the way, I first called on the village head, and asked him to allow them to stay in that house for a night, and promised that there would be no trouble.

The house is not big and leaks, but it is better than sleeping in the wild.It was empty inside, without any furniture, and the four corners of the courtyard were covered with cobwebs, and they were black as if they had been smeared with soot.The area around the entrance is land, and the interior of the house is a higher-level wooden floor.There was a thick layer of dust on the wooden floor, which was rough to the touch.

After unloading the luggage, Aning poked his head out of the bag whose feathers were stained brown by muddy water, and yelled a few times, the tone was as clear as a flute.It might be feeling cold, but it was shivering all over, and after confirming that there was no danger around it, it flew into Dr. Cao's arms with its feathers blown.

Mr. Baohe saw a stove built on the ground with firewood sheaves beside it, so he immediately started to light the fire.

"There are tea pots and bowls here. Let's boil some hot water and make tea." Mr. Baohe proposed.

"Let's change the wet clothes first." As a doctor, Dr. Cao felt that he had an obligation to protect the health of the group.

"If you don't tell me, I almost forgot that we were still wearing wet clothes." Mr. Baohe smiled, got up to make sure the doors and windows were closed, and then prepared to take off his clothes.

Liu Zian's face turned red, and he hurriedly turned his eyes away, and happened to see Aning preening his feathers with his mouth not far away, so he reached out and grabbed a piece of clothing, covering Aning's body.

"Dead husky, what are you doing? Your skin is itchy, isn't it?" Ah Ning screamed while flapping her wings, quickly attracting the attention of Mr. Baohe and Dr. Cao.

"Zian, you are bullying Aning again." Mr. Baohe leaned over and removed the clothes covering Aning's body.

Liu Zian's face turned redder, and he turned his head to one side awkwardly, and said, "Men and women can't kiss each other. How bad it is for her to see a room full of gentlemen changing clothes..."

"Is Zi'an shy?" Mr. Baohe teased, feeling secretly that time is not forgiving, and his little disciple has grown up and understands the relationship between men and women.

Liu Zian saw that Mr. Baohe was looking at him more lovingly, and hurriedly explained: "She's just a bird, why should I be shy."

"Then why are you blocking her view?" Mr. Baohe asked with a smile.

"Because...because...she can't look at other people if she doesn't look at me." After Liu Zian finished speaking, he almost wanted to slap himself. Isn't this getting more and more black.

According to Mr. Baohe's kind nature, when he sees the other party in such an embarrassing situation, he will change the subject without any trace, so that both parties can feel at ease.But facing Liu Zian... Mr. Baohe thought it was very funny seeing him blushing and bewildered, so he intentionally misinterpreted his meaning, and said in a strange way: "It turns out that Zian wanted Aning to only see you alone. ..."

"Sir..." For the first time in his life, Liu Zian secretly hated himself for being stupid.

"A-Ning is mine." Dr. Cao interjected, without stammering at all.

"I knew it was yours, and no one said I would steal it from you." Liu Zian patted his forehead, feeling his head hurt even more.

"What's wrong?" Mr. Baohe stopped joking when he saw that Liu Zian was in a bad state, rolled up his sleeves, and pressed the inside of his forearm against Liu Zian's forehead, "It seems to be a little hot."

"I really don't like Aning." Liu Zian emphasized repeatedly.

"Okay, okay, I know you don't like Aning, you lie down first." Mr. Baohe settled Liu Zian in this room, and said to Dr. Cao, "Doctor Cao, can you come and have a look?"

Doctor Cao didn't answer, but still stared at Liu Zian and repeated what he said just now: "A'Ning is mine."

"I told you, I'm not interested in Aning!" Liu Zian said angrily, struggling to sit up, but his eyes blurred and he fell back on the bed.

"It's all my fault. I was just talking for fun, but I never thought you two would take it seriously. Doctor Cao, we all know your friendship with Aning, and we will never do such things that harm the morality. You Don't worry." Mr. Baohe smoothed things over, but doubts remained in his heart.It's not just a matter of a day or two that Dr. Cao has feelings for Aning. Everyone knows it, but why does Liu Zian have such a big reaction... Could it be that he also likes Aning, afraid that Dr. Cao will find out?Or did he have a sweetheart?

Mr. Baohe felt that he was becoming more and more unable to guess Liu Zian's thoughts, and planned to find a chance to have a good chat with him in the future.After all, the Liu family entrusted Liu Zian to him, and if Liu Zian accidentally fell into something wrong, he would definitely be blamed.

"It's nothing serious, it's just that your health is a bit weak, and you've got a bit of typhoid fever from the rain and the sea breeze." Dr. Cao said, "You don't even need to take any medicine, just drink some hot water and get a good night's sleep and you'll be fine. gone."

Mr. Baohe nodded, told Liu Zian to sleep well, and went to boil hot water.

Liu Zian felt exhausted all over, but he couldn't fall asleep. He always had a strange feeling, as if someone was always staring at him.He covered his head with his coat, trying to ignore this strange feeling, but the sight seemed to stick to him through the clothes.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and there was silence all around, only the sound of rain and waves could be heard.The raindrops leaking from the roof fell on the floor, making a sound of "empty, empty".That circle of floorboards was decayed and covered with green moss.Apart from him, there was no one else in the room, even Mr. Baohe, Dr. Cao, and Aning did not know where they were.

The walls in the house were only poorly lined with wooden boards, so there were gaps everywhere.Maybe someone is peeping in through the crack in the wall?Although he was exhausted, Liu Zian stood up, ran outside and looked around, but there was no one.But the feeling of being stared at by others is still lingering.That line of sight wasn't just one, it seemed like there were twenty or thirty people in the room, all of them focused on him.

"Zian, why did you come out of the house?" Mr. Baohe saw Liu Zian standing outside in a daze in this single clothes, and hurriedly welcomed him into the room.

"Sir, do you feel that something is wrong?" Liu Zian asked with some anxiety.

Mr. Baohe asked while he was busy with the matter in hand, "For example?"

"It feels like being watched by a large group of people..." Liu Zian whispered, a gust of cold wind blew by, and he couldn't help shivering.

"You're thinking too much." Mr. Baohe comforted, "You haven't recovered from your illness, even if something is wrong, you shouldn't just run outside the house like this."

He used the original owner's teapot to boil hot tea and poured it into a bowl.

"Here, drink it."

Liu Zian took the tea bowl from Mr. Baohe, and the heat of the tea passed through the wall of the cup to the palm of his hand, which slightly relieved the uneasiness in his heart.He brought the bowl to his lips, took a deep breath, the aroma of the tea reached his chest, and when he was about to take a sip, he saw a human face reflected on the surface of the tea.There was an expression of emptiness and nothingness on the face that seemed to be carved from wood.Liu Zian was taken aback, his hands slipped, and the tea bowl fell to the ground.The spilled tea spread on the floor, and Ah Ning, who came to his feet at some time, seemed to be taken aback and flapped his wings frequently.

"There was a human face just now!" Liu Zian shouted excitedly, but Mr. Baohe was very calm.

"Do you mean that there is a human face reflected in the tea?" Mr. Baohe asked.

"That's right, that's not my face, and it's not your face, Mr. Baohe." Liu Zian was a little incoherent, but still tried his best to describe what he saw just now, "That face looks lifeless, it doesn't look like a person. living."

"Hmm...you saw that face?" Mr. Baohe finished speaking and pointed to the courtyard.It was only then that Liu Zian realized where the feeling just now came from.

The ceiling is as crude as the walls, made of wooden panels.The texture of the board is the kind of stripes with soft lines and complicated patterns.Part of it, whose shape reminds people of a human face, is the one reflected in the tea just now.

Liu Zi'an calmed down, and took a closer look around, and found that there were countless patterns on the walls, floors, and wood grains in the patio... that could be imagined as human faces.The shades of the wood grain and the shape of the annual rings are all combined by chance, which looks quite similar to a human face.Among them were the faces of old people, children, young women, and even ghostly faces...

All sorts, all over the house.It seems that the feeling of being stared at by someone comes from this.