The man with the SLR is still secretly watching the beautiful school beauty, while the school flower has a good chat with the illustrator.

Xiang Xue said that she was also studying painting in Taipei, and she was admitted to the Acade of Fine Arts. hope the illustrator can give her some advice.

The ear-pointed Ren Yifei heard it, and his mind scratched the rusty art knife, and there were traces of a pencil on it.

He had a straw in his mouth and the milk slid through his throat, but he knew the taste.

As a gift to the 'artist', he seems to know what a gift is. It's just that don't know which one is an 'artist'.

Ren Yifei naturally took out his cell phone and swiped his fingers to open the nearest anger. His position has changed, and it is here that he is naturally the same here.

There will be a thunderstorm tonight.

When Miss Wang came, she said to the ladies, "in order to ensure safety, I suggest you work together." After all, this is a strange place, and there are many hidden dangers in ancient villages that are difficult to notice. "

Naturally, they all agreed that their voices were full of vigor and force, and that they were quite perfunctory.

"then let's officially confirm who will form a team with whom. I'll get in touch with someone later, and I'll find another one. " Teacher Wang said.

All of a sudden, these students are a little bit impatient. They feel that they have grown up and have the freedom to decide their own journey. They are accustomed to following their teacher's orders.

Even though they were willing to do so, they still gave their names and team organizers.

The school beauty and Xiaomin were on the team. Black Pi and Chi Bo also registered their names, but Chi Bo was always a little distracted. He was addicted to smoking, but he found it.

"I'm afraid I'll accompany you to buy some later."

Chi Bo scratched his head: "I went to see it in the morning, but I didn't sell it."

Cigarettes.

Ren Yifei thought about the smoke in his black pocket, but he hadn't thought about why.

"what about you, Jiang Shaobo?" Teacher Wang suddenly asked Sam.

They all thought that he would choose to be the guardian knight of the class girls, but Sam just stretched out his hand and pointed to Ren Yifei, who was buried in milk and said, "him."

The top ten mountains and rivers, mission triggers.

"what about you, Xia Chuan?" Teacher Wang asked Ren Yifei.

Ren Yifei looked up at Sam, nodded and said, "it's less likely to be exposed than npc,."

"wait a minute, give me a break." It was Liu Jinjie, who was directed at him before. He grinned his mouth with big teeth and rolled his eyes as if he were thinking about a good thing.

"Ah, Liu Jinjie." Teacher Wang wrote down the name, "then it's up to the three of you."

"it's too crowded for three." Sam spoke lazily.

Teacher Wang looked at Ren Yifei again, and Ren Yifei was silent for a while: "that's what I meant."

With that, he turned his eyes back to the plate and added an extra variable that would make things more complicated.

Liu Jinjie finally went to the black skin, and he looked at Ren Yifei viciously. On the other hand, Ren Yifei took off his glasses and slowly wiped the lenses with the glasses cloth.

Sam looked at him as if he were obsessive-compulsive, wiping his glasses like an obsessive-compulsive disorder, which looked like a daze, but it was actually a habit of thinking. Liu Jinjie jumped up and down to the death, and he may not be the target.

Remote electronic keys, rusty art knives, cigarettes, what artists call 'gifts'.

Ren Yifei vaguely grasped the original owner's train of thought, but he liked to be confused and always wanted to understand what had happened and how many people were involved.

After a short breakfast, there was a dark wave, and around eight o'clock, they left one after another. It's a shady day today, but it's a good time to play.

Ren Yifei and others left the earliest, because the fastest to finish eating.

The front desk provides a map of Wutong Village, and there are specific scenic spots in Shangxiang. They took a map and went out of the hostel around the shadow wall.

Because the scenic spots are scattered, the map provides tourists with three routes. If you want to see all the scenic spots, you have to choose the longest one.

"which line do you take?" Ren Yifei asked Sam.

"it's up to you to decide." Sam showed great concern. At this time, the plot hasn't even begun, so it doesn't matter where we go.

The Samantha point in the game is not the 'cute' in the desolate corner, and the face is always arrogant to stay away from me.

Judging from the contents of the pamphlet, the arrogance of the school bully is very naive and naive, and there is no problem with being in love with people. If this is a deductive competition, he will be eliminated by ooc.

"shall we go to the Bagua well first? It's just close. " As he walked, Ren Yifei said that he opened the map with one hand and his mobile phone with the other, as if he were inquiring about the stories and features of the scenic spot.

In fact, he read the stories of these scenic spots yesterday, and he remembered them all over and over again. He turned on his cell phone, but it was a message from a mysterious contact.

"Beautiful things attract not only bees and butterflies, but also bedbugs occasionally. I've had enough of these idiots. It seems that I need to clean up the environment and get the dirty things back to the dirty places. " From the Artist.

"I have to admit that praise makes people feel happy. It would be better if I didn't have a nasty guy around me. " From oleander.

As for the gardener, there is no news yet.

Ren Yifei did not reply, he put away his phone and continued to walk in the direction of the gossip well.

They are all quiet people, even if they walk in front and back, the atmosphere is like the thin ice in the cold winter. Others were surprised, they blew past them like wind, and talked about where to go first and then where to go, looking very lively.

They quietly watched the people run past, while they walked step by step to the gossip well.

They are very calm, even if there are a lot of things they want to do right away, they can still maintain the calm on their faces and observe the gossip wells like ordinary tourists.

This is the kind of small well that can only be drilled by an individual, but a big well in which the sun shines into it, as if you can still see the tortoise swimming slowly by.

"that's the King of Jinglong." The old woman who washed the clothes by the well said. The old woman coiled her hair and fixed it with a green sandalwood hairpin. She was also dressed in bluish-gray buckle clothes, which was very consistent with the style of the village.

Wutong Village and other tourist destinations have some places to visit, and this village is alive. The scenic spots that tourists want to see are the daily necessities of the residents here.

They went to the widow's castle to dry the millet, washed their clothes in the gossip well, and played chess under the hundred-year-old peach tree. Tourists bring in a lot of income, pay tribute to the residents and put all the chewing and spending on the tourists.

"you must be guests here to play. There has been a lot of excitement these days. " The old woman was a little happy. "all the young people in the village have gone out to do some work, and they haven't seen so many young men for a long time."

The old woman also disliked the sentence "half-hearted" and "back". She said a lot until the clothes were washed clean.

She walked with small steps in her arms, revealing the sharp points under her broad trouser legs.

Ren Yifei noticed that the granny's walking posture was a little strange: the granny looked at her seventies and eighties, and she was born before and after liberation. Why did she still have small feet?

He watched the granny walk into a small courtyard nearby, which slammed open, revealing the face of a little girl. She just looked at her eyes curiously and closed them.

Ren Yifei did not realize that he thought the thought here was still feudal and the woman still bound her feet.

If there is such a thing, the shooting of the mobile phone will be enough for the hustle and bustle on the Internet. And girls also have to go to bed, this kind of thing is found, parents will also be regarded as abuse.

It is true that the atmosphere here tends to be conservative.

In economically developed areas, the elderly master the means of production, young people, especially women, have fewer opportunities to make money, and their thinking is more or less traditional and conservative.

Is there any special purpose for the original owner to choose here?

The Yun people left from the ancient well, and they are going to the second place, a local sericulture family, who is said to have been sericulturists for generations. They can wait there to see how the ancient people raised silkworms and weaved silk.

You can also buy some silk goods there, which is a local specialty.

He walked to the silkworm room in silence, and Ren Yifei looked down at his cell phone. He pulled out all the messages in the school forum before and after his sister's suicide.

There may not be any discussion about such big news. Ten rumors may be mixed with a few truths.

They will leave at four o'clock, the news is like a hoop spell, forcing Ren Yifei to frantically look for clues. But he wants to make himself look calm, just an idle tourist.

Across his trouser pocket, he felt the electronic car key of the car, and he would try it.

"you seem to be interested in traveling." Sam first broke the stiff atmosphere.

"this is the place I chose. It's too old-fashioned, and it's always full of stale air." Ren Yifei said softly.

Sam told me again that something similar to intuition reminded him to pay more attention to his roommate. Or maybe because this person is a player's past, he has this kind of preconceived feeling?

The silkworm room is far away, and now it is the father and daughter who operate the silkworm room. They have also hired a staff member, and now they are still growing mulberry and raising silkworms in the ancient method.

Ren Yifei took a glance and found that they were all records and tools of sericulture. But he also knows this skill, because of his great interest, he still has his cell phone in his hand.

There is nothing particularly worthy of praise for sericulture in ancient times, except for tradition. It can increase yield and improve quality. From which point of view, sericulture is better with reference to the methods of modern science and technology.

Generally speaking, in addition to the modern cracking techniques, businesses should be careful and vigilant when they start to talk to you about 'ancient methods'. Because the other person is about to make you willingly pay for the story.

When Sam asked the staff about the village, he said he was a lover of folk culture and liked the weird rumors. The employee began to answer questions until he bought three silk quilts and a quilt for 3,000 yuan.

For the sake of money, employees are very enthusiastic.

"it's kind of a question for you to ask me about it." The employee said mysteriously, "people in our village always come out again after eight o'clock." When someone is walking on the road, he can turn back, but he can answer. "

Both Ren Yifei and Sam listened quietly to the staff.

In most ancient villages, there are such mysterious legends because more people have died, while Wutong Village has more rumors and rumors because of the four chastity archways and the widow's castle.

One of the most mysterious is, of course, the Widow's Castle.

The staff said that many people could be seen in Widow Castle at night, all those widows who had died inside and were willing to leave. When they were still hot here, many explorers came here and stayed at Widow's Castle in the middle of the night.

Occasionally, some people see these shadows, but most of the time they don't know what they get.

"We locals have all talked about that. My grandfather said that it was because there were many strangers, young and masculine, and they dared to come out. " The employee said.

"Don't believe it. Before it was developed here, women used to run in and hang themselves. In a good way, some are young and some are old, and the relationship between husband and wife is wrong, so they run into it. "

The people are silent, and after checking their skills and equipment, they can make sure that there is no psychic element in the world, and the so-called horror legend is probably the embodiment of the psychological fear of the people.

The silk of the three beds was quickly wrapped up. Sam paid them to send them to the hostel, and he and Ren Yifei set out again.

"if you're not interested, why don't you go back?" Sam suddenly began to test, "it seems that you have something else to do."

Ren Yifei held his cell phone and said, "I have nothing else to do." And, since we're here, we have to go. Do you have anything else to do? "

"No."

"Oh."

The people moved on, and this time they were going to the most famous widow's castle here.