"..." Li had nothing to say, this place is really weird, and it is the most correct way to find a way to get out.
...
As night falls, the sky is full of fire and clouds, and the entire forest and the entire mountain village are enveloped in this bloody red.
After staying here for a whole day, Song Yi didn't find anything wrong with the people here, and even rarely saw anyone coming out.
They are all in a separate courtyard, each person has a small courtyard, and the ingredients inside are also very rich, but neither Song Yi nor Li ate it. Who knows whether these things are clean or unclean, and what will happen if they eat them, no one knows .
Song Yi and the others had no way of knowing what those people were doing in their little courtyard.
Li also felt very strange.
During the day, the two of them tried to go out, but there was really no way to go out.
The only thing I can pray for is that nothing will happen tonight.
"You must lock the door." Li told Song Yi.
After much deliberation, he had already walked to the door, but he was still uneasy, looked back at Song Yi, frowned and said: "Otherwise, I'll be here tonight to watch you, you sleep, I always feel that The place is very weird.”
Song Yi was sitting by the bed, licked her lips slightly, and said slowly: "It's okay."
"I'm in this room outside. You are sleeping inside. Call me if you need anything."
"Um."
The small yards here seem to be arranged in an orderly manner, and they are all coded and numbered.
...
As the night was getting darker, Song Yi could occasionally hear women's shouts and men's roars. These voices echoed infinitely in the quiet night and in the strange village.
It made people panic and flustered.
Song Yi frowned when she heard these voices, tightened the quilt, shrank herself into the quilt, covered her ears, and prevented herself from listening to them.
Li should have heard it too.
Her name is not Li.
As time passed by, Song Yi couldn't fall asleep at all.
Suddenly, she opened her eyes and looked out of the window. Under the cold moonlight, there seemed to be a figure flashing past.
The window that was originally closed was creaked by the wind at some point, but outside the window, it was empty.
Song Yi supported the bed with his hands, and the quilt slipped down to his waist.
"Lee..." she called out.
No one responded outside, and the window was still empty.
Tang Si climbed in from the window, and he patrolled all the way, squatting beside Song Yi's bed to hide.
When he heard Song Yi's soft and trembling cry, he froze for a moment.
"Song Yi." He murmured.
This familiar voice rang in Song Yi's ears.
"Tang Si." Song Yi's heart tightened, and he immediately lifted the quilt and got off the bed.
In a hurry, except for some light from the moonlight, the house is actually dark.
In such a hurry, she just got out of bed when Tang Si stood up again.
Song Yi's foot stepped on his head, and then his whole body was tripped by him, and the center of gravity moved forward.
No matter how fast Tang Si reacted, he couldn't catch Song Yi.
Song Yi frantically tried to find a support point, and just reached the shelf next to her.
Grasping tightly made her fall slower, and the shelf was driven vigorously, shaking and about to fall over. At this time, Tang Si pulled out and slid across the ground.
"Yeah..." There was a muffled hum in the night.