Gradually, I could already see a group of people in front of me.
There are a lot of people in this group, there are more than a dozen people, and they should all know each other, and they are greeting each other and taking pictures.
But what makes me feel strange is that a girl is clearly standing on a pile of rotten garbage, and there is a dead mouse next to it, but the girl seems to ignore it, and keeps asking her companions to take pictures from different angles.
The same is true for her companion, whose eyes are always on the window full of creepers, letting the girl get close to the blooming flowers.
A young man not far away was even more weird. His feet had already stepped into the ankle-deep mud, and tiny air bubbles floated up one by one, cracked, and emitted a foul smell.
The young man still made victory gestures, calling out to his companions, and insisted on taking a picture of the open door, but he ignored it at all. There were white insects crawling on the blackened and rotten bedding inside the door.
I felt disgusted for a while, and my heart became more vigilant. This place is not only weird, but weird, as if all people only see the beautiful side, but turn a blind eye to the filth.
"Young man, don't you want to take pictures?" An old voice suddenly sounded from behind me, which startled me.
I turned around and saw that it was the old man just now.
I smiled and said, "Old man, are you Gui Geng?"
The old man was smiling, with layers of wrinkles, but I noticed that his eyes did not become cloudy, but instead flashed a gleam of light when I asked the question.
"I can't remember clearly. I'm 70 or 80. It doesn't matter. I'm already old. It's useless to remember."
"Old man, don't you all have birthdays? Even if you don't, can your children forget?"
The old man laughed and pointed at me, as if to say that I was naughty, and then showed nostalgic eyes: "The children can't stand the poor life here, so leave."
As he said that, the old man seemed a little sad, and he continued after a while: "Young man, do you think this place is beautiful?"
"It's beautiful, look at them, they are all taking pictures."
"That's right, go and take pictures, take lots and lots of them, and keep the good things."
I nodded, and the old man strolled away satisfied.
I looked at the back of the old man going away, showing a sneer.
The old man's words, as if he, like these tourists, can only see the beautiful side.
However, I noticed that when he was walking, he deliberately avoided the dirt on the ground. Obviously, the old man could see it.
I rubbed my chin, and I became a little curious, what is going on here, people only see the beauty here, but can't see the dirt.
A group of people kept taking pictures. In order to avoid arousing the attention of the villagers, I also mixed in with the crowd.
After taking group photos for several groups of people, I joined them naturally.
Because of the continuous taking pictures, each body was no longer clean, and I also had to deliberately put some dirty things on my body to conceal it.
In the communication with this group of people, I slowly discovered that their sanity and memory have not been affected in any way, and they are no different from normal people except that they cannot see dirty things.
Gradually, when the time came to noon, there was a leader among the group. It should not be the first time he came here, and he had already arranged a place to eat.
Under their invitation, I did not refuse, but followed the large army and entered the home of a villager.
There are only two villagers, husband and wife, who are not young, and seem to be very enthusiastic, but under my special attention, I still found many clues.
Neither of the husband and wife was close to any tourists. Naturally, they were afraid of getting dirty on their bodies and other people's good clothes. But from the inadvertently disgusting eyes of the husband and wife, I can also understand who dislikes who is dirty .
After a group of people sat down, the husband and wife began to place the same dishes.
The dishes are very good, and they are all original, but it made me sick to my stomach.
A lot of vegetables seem to be pulled out of the ground and put into the pot directly. There is a lot of mud and sand in them, and even one or two bugs can be seen.
This is especially the case with some meat dishes, where the blood and fur are not cleaned. In the whole duck soup, the duck's internal organs have not been removed at all.
Seeing a group of people eating with relish and praising the green ecology of the dishes from time to time, I really want them to wake up and take a good look at the scene in front of them.
I don't know how they will feel at that time.
The wife of the couple came over and greeted everyone to eat, but looked at me from time to time. After all, I am the only person at this table who hasn't moved my chopsticks yet.
I lowered my head and pretended to play with my mobile phone, trying to pass by, but my wife came to my side: "Little brother, what's the matter, the food doesn't suit your appetite?"
"No, no, send a message." I replied with a smile, and then picked up the chopsticks.
My wife didn't leave, but looked at me and pointed to the whole duck soup: "This soup is the freshest, it won't taste good when it's cold."
I swallowed my saliva, not because I was greedy, but because I was afraid that I would not be able to hold back and spit it out.
At this time, more than half of the duck in the whole duck soup had been removed by the crowd, exposing the internal organs and dirt inside, and dyed the whole soup a little yellow, green and green.
I put down my chopsticks, made up my mind, and was about to explode.
The courtyard door of the husband and wife's house was knocked open suddenly, making a loud noise, which attracted everyone's attention.
I turned my head to look, and couldn't help being amused, and it turned out to be Tom outside.
At this time, Tom had changed his appearance, and his whole body was dirty, as if he had just rolled out of the mud.
Seeing the people eating in the yard, Tom took a few steps inside, then shook his head suddenly, looking at the yard in horror. Turn around and want to leave.
But the husband of the couple moved very quickly and grabbed Tom's hand: "Foreign friends, come and taste our delicious food."
Tom was struggling, but he was not struggling resolutely. Seeing this, his wife hurried forward, ignoring the dirt on Tom's body, took Tom's other hand, and persuaded Tom to come in for dinner with good words.
It seems to be persuasion, but seeing that the couple's feet have scratched the ground, they know that they have used a lot of strength.
It's just that Tom is a vampire after all. If it weren't for his infirmity, it is estimated that ten couples would not be able to stop him.
At this time, the husband and wife also knew that their own strength was not enough, so they hurriedly mobilized the masses and said nothing to make foreigners hungry.
The others didn't seem to notice that something was wrong, but invited Tom to dinner very generously.
In this way, Tom was pulled to the dinner table little by little.
Looking at the dishes on the table, Tom, who obviously didn't eat, couldn't resist the temptation anymore, picked up the chopsticks with glowing eyes, and quickly picked up a piece of meat and put it into his mouth.
With the meat full of pig hairs, it disappeared into Tom's mouth, and then out of instinctive disgust, Tom spit it out all at once, and then he seemed to be much more awake.