"Aqi."
Perhaps Xia Qi was too distracted, so his mother called him seriously again.
Xia Qi pulled back his wandering thoughts. Ever since someone played a crazy trick on him, he had been in a bad mood and easily lost his focus.
"I won't go today." Xia Qi decisively refused to participate in such a large-scale blind date event as Ganbianbianchang.
"Ah?" My mother was stunned for a moment, and even her voice rose two degrees. "Why not go? You are already 18 years old. Other children have gone. You should also follow the rules of your ancestors and go to the marriage."
18 years old…
Xia Qi took a deep breath. What kind of weird setting is this
"I'm tired." Xia Qi raised his hand and pressed his temple, "I'll go upstairs and take a nap."
Seeing that Xia Qi refused to participate in the blind date event, her mother was so anxious that her head was smoking. She continued to persuade him non-stop: "If you don't go to the blind date venue, the good boys will be picked up by them..."
If they pick it up, they pick it up. He doesn’t mind. Whoever dares to pick it up will be in trouble.
Judging from Grandma's expression and words, Xia Qi felt that this NPC was quite intelligent. She was not frightened by him and was able to change her strategy accordingly.
"Then no one will be interested in me even if I go to the sidelines in my current state." Xia Qi wiped his face to make himself look more tired. He coughed, "I'm really tired. I might even faint."
Ever since he knew that there was something wrong with his identity setting in the dungeon, he wanted to boldly try to change other methods to pass the level. So, this time, he wanted to try what would happen if he didn't rush to the edge field.
As long as he stays at home, he will never meet his sweetheart, thus avoiding the subsequent plot of wandering marriage.
After Xia Qi finished speaking, he turned and walked upstairs. When he got upstairs, he "willfully" lay back on the bamboo bed in front of his mother.
"Hey, Aqi, what's wrong with you?" Grandma stood beside him and touched his forehead.
Amma's expression changed again. Unlike the look of anxiety that she had just shown in getting him to attend the blind date meeting, she now looked worried.
"I have a headache." Xia Qi turned his head to avoid his mother's rough hands.
"Mom, let me ask a witch doctor to treat you." Mom said again without giving up.
Witch doctor
Xia Qi was worried that the witch doctor would be haunted, so he refused directly, "No, just let me rest for a while."
Seeing that persuading Xia Qi was useless, A-ma had no choice but to go downstairs.
After his mother came downstairs, Xia Qi climbed up from the bamboo bed again while it was still daytime.
According to my mother, the lover would climb in through the window. At this time, there were two windows in his room, one was a large window facing the sun, and the other was a small lattice window facing the shade, right next to his bamboo bed.
He first went to the big window to observe. This was also a window made of fir wood. The window frame was made of wooden strips in a butterfly-like pattern, which looked quite pretty. This window could not be opened from the center, but had to be opened from the bottom up and then supported and fixed with wooden strips.
Xia Qi pushed open the lattice window and looked outside.
Outside the window, all you can see is a stretch of lush green bamboo. On the layers of hillsides and dams, stilt houses with hip roofs are densely dotted like stars. Smoke is floating from some of the roofs, making the entire mountain picture full of the smell of fireworks, looking warm and peaceful.
Xia Qi carefully observed most of the stilt houses in the village and drew a map in his mind.
After memorizing all the locations, he found that his residence was in the core of the village. There was a wide bluestone road downstairs, which looked like a proper road in the village.
"The transportation location is not bad." Xia Qi commented on his house.
After looking at the overall environment, he began to observe his own small environment. At this time, he was standing on the second floor of his house, which was also a stilt house. From the decorations he could see, his house looked quite wealthy.
However, Xia Qi keenly noticed something wrong in this normal and wealthy appearance.
At the entrance of his house, there grows a crooked sycamore tree. Each main branch of the tree is very thick and seems to be able to bear a lot of weight. What's more outrageous is that he has never seen a sycamore tree that can twist so wildly. The branches that lean towards his window can be used as a slide.
"very good."
Xia Qi gritted his teeth and continued to look elsewhere. Then, he discovered that the house next to his had a woodshed full of tools. The woodshed was wide open, with a bamboo ladder sticking out of the door.
Very good, the ladder is ready, why doesn’t he just go up directly
Xia Qi: “…”
Next, he came to his window on the shady side. He originally thought that the window on the shady side would be more difficult to climb, but after pushing open the window, he found a row of bamboos as thick as a person's waist growing downstairs. Of course, these straight bamboos were not the most outrageous thing. What was more outrageous was that there was a large slope behind his room, which was nearly 90°. In other words, as long as someone threw a rope down from above, they could climb directly in through the window beside his bed.
Standing in the middle of the room, Xia Qi looked at the windows on the sunny side and then at the windows on the shady side. He had to admit that the construction level of this copy was so high that he was in a state of air leakage on both sides.
Xia Qi observed from the window for a while and found that his mother seemed to be in the kitchen, which was a low bungalow behind the corner tower. From the noisy sounds of pots and pans coming from the kitchen, it seemed that his mother was cooking.
Xia Qi walked down the stairs carefully and came to the door of the woodshed next door.
He sneered, took the other party's ladder, moved the ladder to the underside of the paulownia tree, then climbed up the paulownia tree and sawed off the large branch of the paulownia tree leading to his window.
Then he sawed the ladder into four sections and took each section to his room.
After dealing with the windows on the sunny side, Xia Qi secretly went to his backyard and fetched several buckets of water.
“Hua La La—”
Xia Qi stood by the window on the shady side and poured several buckets of water onto the mossy slope. There was a lot of mud in the mountainous area, so after he finished pouring the water, all the mud on the slope turned into wet mud. Xia Qi smelled the smell of mud and moss when they met water, and he knew that they had become slippery.
Anyone who came down from it would probably fall to death.
After dealing with these things, the noise in the kitchen stopped, and Xia Qi hurried back to his room.
After he lay down, his mother did not come up, but asked him to go downstairs for dinner. The dinner was quite rich, mostly spicy dishes common here. Xia Qi took a few bites and found it quite tasty.
Xia Qi couldn't help but eat a few more chopsticks. Grandma looked at him and said with a smile: "Qi, you are too thin. You need to gain some weight."
"Yeah." Xia Qi ignored her chatter and quickly lowered his head to take two mouthfuls of rice, fearing that she would say something like "a fatter man will be more popular if he gets married through marriage."
After the two finished their meal in the main room, Xia Qi put a stool on the table. He originally wanted to help wash the dishes, but he was pretending to be sick, so he went upstairs again.
He lay quietly on the bamboo bed, waiting for the night to fall.
In the dead of night, a yellow oriole chirped outside the window with a melodious voice. The dense sound of insects seemed to ring in his ears. It should have felt noisy, but Xia Qi unexpectedly felt a peace in his heart.
He turned over on the bamboo bed, always having the illusion that he was on vacation.
I don’t know what happened to the other players. Did they participate in the side game
Analyzing the current situation, he seemed to have entered a role-playing game again, but this time he didn't have to choose who to be, the system automatically assigned relatives for him.
Xia Qi thought for a while, and suddenly, the mother downstairs seemed to be closing the door. After a while, she lit a lamp and went upstairs. Seeing Xia Qi lying on the bed, she glanced around the room and suddenly said, "Qi, why don't you close the window next to the bed?"
Hearing this, Xia Qi raised an eyebrow but did not touch the window.
Does closing it help
It would be more effective if he poured water onto the slope than to close it.
"Aqi, we need to close it. Don't be too careless." Ama blinked her eyes, glanced at the shady window in panic, and whispered, "Today, a spy was caught in the village. I heard that he has been skinned..."
Peeled...
Xia Qi was so shocked that he sat up from the bamboo bed. Someone was skinned
Is that what he understood
He quickly followed his mother's words and asked nervously, "What does a spy look like?"
Grandma put the lamp on his bamboo cabinet and replied, "The spy had short hair, a round frame on his nose, and wore long clothes that were completely different from those in our village. When he walked on the road, he was discovered by our patrol officers and tied to the banyan tree at the entrance of the village and skinned."
When Xia Qi heard that the dead person was wearing glasses, he was relieved. It was good that it wasn't Xiao Ou.
Then, Xia Qi looked down at his white shirt and touched the short hair he had cut for himself.
He hasn't changed his clothes yet, so how come he hasn't been caught as a spy
Xia Qi carefully pondered what his mother said. It sounded like the spy who was caught and skinned was discovered by the patrol team while rushing onto the road, but he was only at home, so he was not caught as a spy.
No wonder his mother asked him to put on makeup when he first came to this copy. It turns out that putting on makeup is the first step to play the role of a villager.
"Mom, please get up early tomorrow and help me with my makeup." Xia Qi said, secretly feeling thankful in his heart.
Fortunately, he did not encounter the patrol when he went out to cut trees during the day, otherwise he would have been skinned as a spy.
"Oh, you figured it out." Grandma smiled with relief, "Then I'll call you tomorrow morning."
Looking at his mother's ambiguous eyes, Xia Qi lowered his head helplessly. He only said that he needed to get dressed, but did not agree to participate in the blind date.
After closing the window on the shady side and reassuring his mother, Xia Qi tiptoed to the window on the sunny side.
He quietly opened the window a crack and looked outside.
I saw that most of the ancient village was immersed in the night. In the darkness, many windows of the stilt houses were still lit.
Xia Qi counted the lit windows and found that there were a total of 9 windows that were lit.
Why 9 windows
Xia Qi pondered for a while and remembered that there were about a dozen or twenty people in each dungeon, so it was very likely that these nine windows accounted for half of the number of players.
After closing the window again, Xia Qi lay back down.
This time, he found that he couldn't sleep.
The sound of wind, insects chirping, and even the flapping of insect wings outside the window were so clear. Xia Qi tossed and turned on his bamboo bed, wondering, will he come tonight
After lying there for about half an hour, Xia Qi slowly calmed down. Perhaps it was because he had destroyed all the ways into the room, so he couldn't come tonight.
Just as he was about to go to bed, there was a sound similar to knocking on the door near the sunny window. It sounded particularly light in the quiet night, and it made people feel scary and weird, and also a little bit cowardly.
"Boom, boom, boom."
… Do you really dare to come
Xia Qi's temple jumped and he turned over suddenly. Inadvertently, his waist twisted again.
"hiss."
A feeling of soreness crept up his waist again, and two drops of cold sweat slid down Xia Qi's forehead. For no reason, he felt his chest was instantly filled with anger.
His body hasn't recovered yet, and he's coming again
Xia Qi was completely unable to suppress the anger in his heart. He snorted coldly, picked up the flowerpot prepared beside the bamboo bed, and threw it towards the sunny window.
He had not closed the window on the sunny side in the first place, it was just loosely fastened there. When the flowerpot hit him, the flowerpot broke the window open and flew out directly.
“Bang!”
The flowerpot fell on the bluestone tiles on the first floor, making a shattering sound in the quiet night.
Xia Qi gritted his teeth, without even looking at the window, and lay back down angrily.
After the flowerpots were broken, the sound of knocking on the window did not appear again.
Xia Qi thought that the thing outside had gone away, so he slowly closed his eyes.
Just when he was drowsy and about to fall asleep, footsteps began to be heard downstairs from his window again.
"Da, da, da."
The man walked a few steps downstairs and slowly stopped.
"Da, da, da."
The man seemed to walk from the left to the right and refused to stop.
"Da, da, da."
The man walked forward a few steps and stopped under his window.
Is this guy ever going to stop
Listening to the increasingly urgent sounds of people walking back and forth downstairs, Xia Qi's breathing became more and more rapid. He felt that the fire in his chest had burned into an active volcano.
“Pah.”
He jumped up from the bamboo bed in anger, picked up the copper basin full of water from his shelf, broke open the window, and poured all the water in the basin downstairs!
“Hua La La—”
The person downstairs had cold water splashed all over his head and face. His hair was all stuck to his head and his clothes were all limp on his body.
After Xia Qi finished pouring the water, he wanted to throw the basin down as well. When he was about to throw the basin, someone downstairs suddenly called him: "Xia, Xia Qi? Why is it you?"
Listening to the familiar and "affectionate" call from the person downstairs, Xia Qi felt nauseous and almost vomited his dinner.
"Cha Gong? You're not dead yet!"