I really want to know the conversation between their father and son. The conversation between them on the street makes me feel weird.

What is the curse they are talking about?

Why can't you bring anyone into this city?

What happened to this city?

I feel that they should have many secrets hiding from us.

Everyone here, regardless of age or sex, wears gray robes, white masks and white gloves. Is it really just a local custom?

A series of questions lingered in my mind, lingering.

What does the horror illusion that Victoria showed me have to do with their secrets?

There are too many questions, and I feel like a splitting headache.

Do not! In any case, you can't just sit still, you have to find a way to figure it out.

I feel I must go and see what their father and son are doing and what they are going to talk about.

So I went to the yard to look for a hut and walked out of the penthouse.

As soon as I walked into the yard, I realized that it was a very spacious courtyard with a magnificent hall and two wing rooms on the left and right. I walked in a hurry just now and didn't look carefully.

I pretended to look for a hut, clutching my belly and turning around. The yard didn't look like someone. I slipped out of the yard and saw the father and son standing in front of the sheepfold with their backs to me.

What are they doing over there? As if talking, my curiosity was immediately aroused.

I held my breath and hid behind the old willow tree outside the courtyard. The willow tree has not known how many years it has lived. The trunk is thick and luxuriant, and there are dense bushes under the tree, just for hiding.

They obviously didn't find me.

The father stood with his hands in his hands, looking very angry.

"Jing Hui, I know you have always been a good boy with a kind heart." Father's voice was low and dull.

Liang Jinghui thumped and knelt on the ground, "Father, the child knows it is wrong."

"I know you can't bear to look at their five wandering wilderness before you brought them home, but once they know the secret here, instead of grateful for your kind help now, they will blame you for treating them these innocent people. Drag into hell."

"What my father taught is that the children will send them away tomorrow. It's up to them to die or live. The children have also considered carefully. It is good intentions to take them in, but if they are..."

Before Liang Jinghui finished speaking, a sharp female voice interrupted him.

"Luffy! Didn't you say that your stomach hurts and you have to go to the hut? Why are you hiding behind the willow tree?"

I don't have to look back, I can know who made this sound.

Celluloid ran out of the yard and stood behind me at some point.

Emma, ​​hearing the voice of this servant at this time, I wish I could tear her to pieces.

My grandmother celluloid is still my grandmother.

I really took her.

Five-body cast!

This dead **** didn't come out early or late, but I was hearing the critical moment when she didn't know where to come out. It was more evil than Cheng Yaojin, who was killed halfway through his cat.

I turned around and gestured to her, told her to shut up, and quickly rolled back into the house.

But, I know, it's too late.

If he shouted in this small voice, anyone who was not deaf could hear him.

The father and son turned and looked at me together.

I had no choice but to say hi, walked out to greet them, smiled awkwardly, "I have a stomachache and I want to find a cottage."

Of course, the three-year-old didn't believe this excuse. Why did the cat pouting behind the willow in the cottage. Say you go to the trumpet, you squat, no men squat to pee. Let's say you are a big size, you are wearing pants again.

The mask weird snorted and turned and walked away.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the celluloid who caused the trouble immediately smirked twice and fled back to the yard.

Outside the courtyard, only Liang Jinghui and I were left.

"It turns out that you are called Lu Fei. I was in a hurry just now and didn't ask your names." Liang Jinghui's smile was secretive.

I smiled embarrassedly, "Well, my name is Lu Fei, the girl who is bluffing is Celluloid, the handsome yellow-haired guy is Gao Peng, the little Taoist is Li Yuantai, and the little yellow-haired guy is Ah Dui. The five of us are classmates. friend."

I said a long list in one breath, and I couldn't remember one of them when I kept him.

You can see from his appearance that he is not listening to me, but thinking. Although the mask covered his face, I knew he was wary of me.

The air became dignified again, and I knew he must have remembered what I had overheard just now, and felt awkward.

In order to break the embarrassment of the cold, I coughed twice.

Liang Jinghui smiled, "Hey, people have three urgency, I understand. I will take you there."

He led me to the door of the hut in the courtyard. I was about to enter the hut, but he grabbed me.

He took my hand and smirked, "What do you hear?"

I had to pretend to be stupid, "Listen to what? I was looking for the cottage just now, but I didn't see you there."

Even though the answer was quite slippery, the voice still betrayed me, and the vocal cords kept trembling, sounding grumble.

Nima, I really hate myself for being useless, shivering even when telling a lie.

"Well, that's good. I'll bring you food later." Liang Jinghui finished speaking and turned away.

Back to the penthouse, Celluloid and Gao Peng are playing idiom solitaire. You and I say one thing to each other. They are having fun. As usual, Dumb played with his time shuttle attentively. Li Yuantai was sullen, not knowing what he was thinking.

I sighed, sat down in a chair, and continued to organize my thoughts.

I thought that sneaking out and eavesdropping would help analyze the current situation, but now I feel more confused.

I was very impressed by what the mask **** just said.

He said that once they know the secret here, instead of grateful for your kind help, they will blame you for dragging innocent people into hell.

What does this mean?

What is the secret here?

Why is it that helping us drag us into hell? How should this be understood?

All afternoon, I was thinking about these issues, and I felt a terrible headache.

Celluloid, the dead bitch, had been happily making trouble all afternoon, really not knowing where she was.

The main course of the dinner is grilled smoked lamb, which tastes very delicious. A large pot of self-brewed rice wine was sent along with it. Just smelling the aroma would make the population drain.

The food was brought by Liang Jinghui himself, and when he left, he asked us to eat more and be full, very polite.

Seeing my friends feasting, I eat very little.

Thinking about the conversation between their father and son, I started drumming in my heart and lost my appetite.

I became more and more curious about their mysterious conversations and the secrets they said.

Taking advantage of Liang Jinghui's time to collect the dishes, I secretly followed him.

This time, I must be more careful not to let them find out.