Strangely, Gu Nuoer found that these villagers did not go out.

She passed a fenced yard, where a man was chopping wood.

The little guy hurried over and called across the fence, "Uncle, may I ask..."

The man raised his head and saw her, with a trace of panic in his eyes.

He quickly picked up the hoe, ignored the wood, went straight into the house, and slammed the door shut.

Gu Nuo'er blinked her eyes, feeling rather strange.

However, Ye Siming in her arms couldn't bear the small things being left out in the cold.

"Let me go, I'll kill this man."

Gu Nuo'er hugged him tightly: "Forget it, Brother Siming, they are not hospitable, and the food must not be delicious! Let's go to another place to see!"

The little guy walked several houses in a row. They either closed the doors and windows, or pretended not to look at her at all.

"Strange, I'm not a beast of a flood, why are they so afraid of me."

Ye Siming in his arms sneered: "There are ghosts in your heart, why aren't you afraid?"

"Didn't you find out, there is no other little girl in the village except you."

Gu Nuoer immediately looked around, recalling what she had just seen.

Either a little boy or a couple and an old man.

It seems that there really is no little girl her age.

Ye Siming's voice was flat: "When I followed you yesterday, because you were walking too slowly, I took the lead to explore the road ahead."

"Seeing the people in this village, they pushed the stone off the cliff together and blocked the mountain road."

Gu Nuo'er raised her eyebrows: "What do they want to do?"

Ye Siming sneered: "What can I do, robbery and steal money, or have other plans."

So, he felt that something was going to happen.

Following the little guy from a distance cannot ensure her safety.

Simply turn into a wolf body and follow her, but it is convenient to do things.

Gu Nuo'er was about to speak, but saw a woman in front of her, who was walking towards them with a basket.

But as soon as she saw Gu Nuoer, she hurriedly turned around and left.

The pace was very fast, and who knew that one foot slipped, and the whole person fell into the field.

The little guy opened his dark eyes, hurriedly ran over, put the little black wolf aside, and stretched out two tender little hands to pull the woman to stand up.

"Auntie, are you alright?"

In summer, the clothes were light and thin, and the sleeves of the woman's arm were torn, causing shocking abrasions and oozing blood.

She waved her hand, indicating that she was fine, and stood up by herself.

It's a pity that the wild vegetables picked in the basket fell to the ground.

Gu Nuoer took the initiative to pick up the basket and helped her pick it up.

The woman watched from the side, her head lowered, and she only dared to look at Gu Nuoer from the corner of her eye.

She felt that this female doll was really cute, beautiful and well-behaved.

Gu Nuo'er's face was white and tender and red, her eyes were big, and she looked very smart.

"Auntie, here it is!" Gu Nuo'er raised the basket.

The woman took it silently and said, "Thank you."

She wanted to turn around and leave immediately, but after hesitating, she said, "Little girl, run away, stay here, you will lose your life!"

Gu Nuo'er blinked her eyes and looked puzzled: "Why?"

The woman was about to explain when a man suddenly appeared in the house behind her.

"Wang Wujia's wife, what are you doing!" the man shouted in a rough voice.

The woman's face turned pale with fright, and she stuttered to explain: "Fall, fall, and let's go."

She didn't dare to look at Gu Nuo'er anymore, she turned around, carried the basket, and limped away.

The man saw that she was gone, and then went back to the house.

Gu Nuo'er narrowed her eyes.

It seemed that the villagers seemed to ignore her, but in fact they were watching her secretly.

At this moment, the little black wolf that Ye Siming turned into stretched out its claws and placed it on her skirt.

The little guy lowered his head, only to see his wolf pupils glowing calmly black.

But the meaning of those eyes couldn't be clearer.

It's waiting for the little thing to hold it.