Meng Xiang woke up, opened his eyes wide, and his mood improved greatly. After all, it was a great blessing to sleep until he woke up naturally and was not disturbed by any unexpected events.
He perked up, stood up, stretched, and looked around, only to find that during the time he was asleep, the hall had undergone quite a few changes.
Every place was spotlessly clean; the cobwebs in the corners, the dust on the TV, the dust on the microwave, etc. were all cleaned away. The chairs and decorations that were originally not arranged neatly were all rearranged. Compared with before, the entire hall looked completely different.
"Brother Meng, you're awake." Mu Fei'er stood up from behind the sofa. He folded his sleeves, held a towel in his hand, and was happily wiping the floor.
"Fei'er, is this all your fault? How long have I slept?" Meng Xiang asked immediately.
"It's getting dark now. I guess you've slept for about five hours." Xia Feier put down the towel in his hand, picked up a large bucket of water and walked towards the kitchen.
Meng Xiang followed him in and saw that all the kitchen utensils were washed and polished to a shine, as if someone used them in the kitchen every day.
Five hours is indeed enough to get a lot of work done, but what Meng Xiang found strange was why he could sleep for so long? Apart from anything else, the noise made by Mu Fei'er while cleaning was enough to wake him up.
Mu Feier washed and wiped it clean, poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to Meng Xiang, saying: "This house is fully furnished, but it lacks food. If you can go out and buy some meat, I can make you a delicious meal."
Meng Xiang took the hot tea and took a sip. The warm feeling kept flowing into his heart. He suddenly realized that the reason why he could sleep so soundly was because this place made him feel like he was back home.
No, it should be said that it was Mu Feier who made this place a "home".
He sat on the sofa, drinking tea and said, "Your injuries haven't fully healed yet, you need to rest more and stop moving the furniture. Anyway, we'll leave once we've rested enough."
When Mu Fei'er heard this, a look of reluctance appeared on her face. She walked to a corner with her teacup and sat down in silence.
Meng Xiang felt strange and asked quickly: "Is there something wrong? Or did you find anything unusual?" He looked around vigilantly. After all, they were in a punishment plot and who knew when the god of death would come.
Mu Fei'er looked a little strange, she lowered her head and played with the corner of her clothes, her face was red. Meng Xiang didn't understand, and thought she was feeling unwell, so he quickly took out the blood-enhancing pills from his ring and walked over to her and said, "Are you feeling unwell? Take some blood-enhancing pills. Although your wound doesn't bleed much..."
Mu Fei'er shook her head, then suddenly raised her head, bit her lip, and said in a slightly louder voice as if she had made up her mind: "In fact, I think that no matter where we hide, we will be attacked by some unexpected events. Instead of running away like that, it's better to stay here first, at least... at least it won't be so tiring."
Meng Xiang was stunned, he didn't expect Mu Fei'er to suddenly say this, but when he thought about it carefully, what Mu Fei'er said made sense. Although they had always been careful, the god of death was always hanging around them. Now, only two days had passed and three of their people had died. It was obviously not of much use to run around everywhere.
However, Mu Fei'er's expression was a little strange, as if there was another reason. Now there were only two of them left in the Wuming team. Meng Xiang was older and more experienced, so he naturally had to play the role of an elder. He sat next to Mu Fei'er and said softly, "Fei'er, do you have other reasons for not wanting to run around? Are you afraid of encountering danger?"
"No, because... because..." Mu Fei'er hesitated, looked around, and touched the furniture with her hands. Meng Xiang recalled her words, and suddenly realized, blurting out: "Fei'er, are you homesick?"
Mu Fei'er's face turned red, but she did not deny it.
Meng Xiang finally understood why Mu Fei'er turned this temporary residence into a "home". For Mu Fei'er, who was still like a newcomer after just watching a horror movie, she was not used to fighting and killing, and did not have the awareness of a reincarnation. So when facing the death of her companions, she was the most terrified and the most at a loss. Especially when Han Fan died to protect her, her heart collapsed.
Home is the only spiritual sustenance for Mu Feier now.
Although it was a bit troublesome, Meng Xiang was a man of temperament and would not dwell on every detail. Or for him, it would be best to leave the town as soon as possible. Not to mention the matter of the Grim Reaper, the police in this town alone were enough to cause them trouble. After all, the police already knew their whereabouts. The accident on the highway might have nothing to do with them, but if they were implicated, the police would definitely intensify their pursuit.
However, what Mu Fei'er said was not without reason. Resting here could restore his physical strength and spirit to cope with the next pursuit by the god of death. As for the police, if he did not take Mu Fei'er into consideration, Meng Xiang would not take the police seriously at all.
"Okay, let's stay here for a day or two and have a good rest. Fei'er, let's go buy some vegetables and have a good meal, okay?" As soon as Meng Xiang finished speaking, Mu Fei'er immediately smiled sweetly and stood up and said, "Okay, let's go out now."
Meng Xiang smiled and walked out of the house with Mu Feier.
It was already dark, and the street lights were on, illuminating the alley. But for a reincarnator, fatal accidents could happen to lamp posts, wires, or vehicles on the roadside, so Meng Xiang did not dare to be careless. He had been unlocking the potential lock level 1, alert to all moving objects around him, and took detours carefully when encountering places where accidents could happen.
This place is several kilometers away from the road where the sports car hit and killed the policeman during the day, but patrolling police can be seen from time to time. After all, Meng Xiang and his friends are Asians and are easily discovered, so Meng Xiang and Mu Fei'er took small roads. After walking for a long time, they saw a small supermarket. They went in and searched for a lot of food. Mu Fei'er bought two dresses and a set of casual clothes for Meng Xiang. Although Meng Xiang's ring still had a few sets of clothes, in order not to spoil Mu Fei'er's fun, he pretended to try them on happily.
After returning to the house, Meng Xiang suddenly felt very tired. Even though the degree of unlocking was not high, the burden on his body was great because he had been unlocking the potential lock. Mu Fei'er was busy cooking in the kitchen, so Meng Xiang went to the bathroom and prepared to take a nice hot bath.
This was the first time he had taken a shower since entering the world of reincarnation. He had been running all the time, and his body had already stunk of sweat. Even he felt a little nauseous.
The bathroom was not big. There was a somewhat dilapidated bathtub placed next to the wall. There were two obvious cracks on the side of the bathtub, but it didn't leak water. In addition to the bathtub, there were only some bathing supplies and two small towels. Mu Fei'er had already prepared hot water, which touched Meng Xiang. Mu Fei'er's attentiveness was enough to touch every man.
The hot water supply in this bathroom comes from electricity and solar energy. The hot water pipe is filled with boiling water. However, the water pipe is a little broken and hot water is leaking out. Meng Xiang ignored it and washed his body with hot water and soap first, then put the soap back on the box on the wall. He lay in the bathtub filled with warm water and enjoyed the petty bourgeoisie life.
Meng Xiang was feeling so comfortable that he almost fell asleep, when suddenly, the crack in the dilapidated hot water pipe seemed unable to withstand the pressure of the hot water. With a "bang", boiling hot water splashed out, and coincidentally, it hit the soap on the shelf. The soap was slippery to begin with, and fell to the ground under the impact of the water.
The water pressure caused the hot water to splash out like a burst pipe, and there was no place in the entire bathroom that was not bathed in hot water.
The scalding hot water woke Meng Xiang up, and he immediately entered a state of spiritual defense. He knew that the accident had finally happened, because there had been too many accidents before, and even he was like a frightened bird. He stood up in a panic and was about to open the door and rush out, but he stepped on the soap that had fallen to the ground, and he lost his balance and fell headfirst into the bathtub.
"Snap!" Meng Xiang's neck hit the crack on the side of the bathtub. The tile in the center of the crack shattered immediately. Meng Xiang's neck was stuck in the bathtub, and the boiling hot water splashed directly on his naked body.
If it was an ordinary person, even if his neck did not break, he would be cut by the cracked tiles. But Meng Xiang's physique was six times that of an ordinary person, and he was in a spiritual defense, so he was completely fine after the collision. After the collision, he regained his composure.
"The more you move, the more dangerous it is!" Meng Xiang came to this conclusion. He used both hands to support the ground and stood up again. Under the protection of the spiritual light defense, even a raging fire could not burn Meng Xiang's body, let alone a mere scalding water? He used a towel to seal the crack of the hot water pipe, barely blocking the hot water. At this time, there was a knock on the bathroom door.
"Brother Meng, what happened?" Mu Fei'er screamed in panic, wishing she could rush in.
Meng Xiang was naked now, and was really afraid that Mu Fei'er would bump into him, so he quickly said loudly: "It's okay, it's just that the hot water pipe is broken, don't come in, it will hurt you."
After hearing Meng Xiang's answer, Mu Fei'er finally felt relieved. She said shyly, "Then come out after you're done washing. The food is ready."
Thinking of Mu Fei'er's cooking skills, Meng Xiang's stomach growled. He dried his body hastily, took out a set of clean clothes from his ring and put them on, then pushed the door open and walked out.
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