"Do you have any snacks in your bag? Like chocolate candies or something."

Ye Xin abruptly walked to Zhou Like's side, maybe he didn't notice, or maybe he ignored the policeman's prying eyes.

"What? Are you hungry?"

Zhou Like reminded: "There are still a few boiled eggs on the table, it should be no problem to fill your stomach."

"I'm not hungry."

"Not hungry?"

Zhou Like asked curiously, "Then why do you want snacks?"

Ye Xin didn't explain.

Seeing this, Zhou Like also stopped talking tactfully, and did not continue to ask the bottom line.

After contacting for a period of time, he has a general understanding of the other party's personality.

If you want to say something, the other party will say it, if you don’t want to answer it, it’s useless even if you ask it many times.

"I am searching."

Zhou Like opened his travel bag and looked through it.

"Just some biscuits, would you like one?"

Ye Xin took it, "Thank you."

"Is there nothing in your bag?"

Zhou Like asked strangely.

Someone with luck as low as D shook his head.

The things in the travel bag should be "game supplies" for them, but just now he carefully rummaged through his bag, and found that there was nothing else except two bottles of energy drinks.

This can no longer be described as lack, it has reached the point of utter misery.

If they didn't come into this village, but were trapped in the woods, I'm afraid the most likely result would be to starve to death.

"You have met a ghost, she may have remembered you, in this case, you'd better stop running around."

Zhou Like kindly reminded him when he put down his bag.

With a calm expression, Ye Xin put the biscuits into his pocket, as if he didn't hear Zhou Like's words, and then walked out alone.

Zhou Like sighed, not surprised. It would be surprising if the other party really listened to him.

This time, he didn't choose to stalk and follow, and continued to pick up his notebook and write furiously.

Ye Xin's ghost experience provided him with a lot of inspiration, so he had to record it well.

The biggest impression of this village is that it is quiet, almost eerie.

It was as quiet as a painting, not even any birdsong or insects could be heard.

After wandering around the village for a long time, Ye Xin finally spotted several children on a dirt slope.

Seeing him, the playful children immediately showed fierce eyes and bared their teeth, like a sturdy little beast, grabbing the dirt on the ground and kneading it into a ball, ready to smash it.

Ye Xin stopped in his tracks, and took out a high-end compressed biscuit from his pocket.

Several children looked at each other and began to hesitate.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Xin approached slowly.

"For you."

He stretched out his palm, his eyes were peaceful, as if he couldn't see the dirt on the children's faces.

Several dirty children looked at him warily for a while, and one of the oldest boys, who looked seven or eight years old, moved like a monkey, quickly reached out to grab the compressed biscuits, and then jumped aside.

Several children rushed over immediately.

The skinny, dark, barefoot boy frantically unpacked the compressed biscuits and shared the food.

This kind of compressed biscuit is purely for energy supplement. The taste is really not very good, but for the children in the isolated village, it should be considered a delicacy.

Soon, two bags of compressed biscuits were devoured by several children.

They all looked at Ye Xin at the same time, obviously asking if Ye Xin was still there.

"If you can answer me a question, I can go back and get it for you."

"explain!"

The barefoot boy spoke very fast, perhaps because he ate biscuits and didn't drink water just now, his voice sounded dry and full of wildness, completely lacking the innocence that a child of this age should have.

"Who taught you the song you sang about killing flowers and butterflies?"

"You still have this?"

The barefoot boy looked at the wrapping paper thrown aside.

Ye Xin nodded without changing his face.

When Zhou Like turned over the bag just now, he saw that it was the only two bags.

But presumably there should be others there.

"Can you take me to him?"

Children are children after all.

Lured by the delicious snacks, the children acted as guides for Ye Xin and led him to a familiar place.

This is Kou Chen's yard.

When passing by in the morning, he also saw Yinger and Kou Chen talking in the yard.

It's just that Kou Chen was not at home at this time, the door of the house was closed, and the sharp ax was placed under the eaves, and the firewood was not finished.

"The flower butterfly, he taught you to sing?"

Ye Xin looked away from the empty courtyard.

The barefoot boy standing next to him nodded quickly, raised his head, his eyes were eager, "Eat..."

At this time, Ye Xin could only hope that other people's luck would be better than his, and there would be more food in the bag.

"You little brats, what are you doing here?!"

Several villagers came from the south.

One of them, Ye Xin, knew each other, to be precise, he had met once.

He had a deep memory of the soybean-sized mole on the opponent's face.

When the children saw this, they didn't even care about asking Ye Xin to fulfill their promise, and immediately left in a herd.

"Boy, it's you again!"

Erhu, the man with the mole, obviously also had an impression of Ye Xincun, with a sullen face.

"You can't listen to the words, right? Do you have to break your legs, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, are you honest?"

Ye Xin didn't retreat this time, and said flatly: "The village chief didn't tell us, he only allowed us to stay in that yard."

"Yo ha!"

Hei Mo Erhu gave a weird laugh, his eyes were stern, "It's pretty good, isn't it? How dare you talk back!"

He was gearing up, as if he wanted to give Ye Xin some color.

"Okay, the time is almost up, don't delay."

A villager gave him a tug, with strange impatience and excitement in his eyes.

Hearing this, Erhu frowned, a little unwilling, and gave Ye Xin a vicious look.

"Boy, you are lucky this time!"

Without embarrassing Ye Xin anymore, he and a few villagers passed by Ye Xin and walked away quickly.

Ye Xin, who seemed to have escaped a catastrophe, turned around, stood quietly on the spot, and watched them disappear.

A few villagers walked in a hurry, and even seemed to be in a hurry.

They walked out of the end of the village and continued to move forward, seemingly going to the back mountain.

"Kou Chen?"

Halfway, they bumped into Kou Chen head-on.

A trace of fear flashed in the eyes of the ferocious Erhu who appeared in front of Ye Xin. He seemed to be more afraid of Kou Chen, and even subconsciously took a step to the side of the road.

Kou Chen had no expression on his face and ignored them. He didn't look like his fellow villagers at all, and walked straight through them.

"Damn, what are you pulling, you are also a softie!"

A villager cursed in a low voice.

"Okay, don't pay attention to him, let's go, I can't hold back anymore."

The few people didn't stay any longer, and hurried to the back mountain.

Behind them, Kou Chen stopped in his tracks without turning his head, slowly clenched his hands, his eyes shone with a cold and dangerous gleam.