Not an uncle, but an old man

Shu Yan looked at the person in front of him, but did not extend his hand. Instead, he moved sideways to reveal Liao Wenqiang who was standing behind him.

The human-shaped mountain that had been blocking the sun suddenly vanished. Liao Wenqiang felt a little uncomfortable. Squinting his eyes, he took in the man in front of him and spoke faster than his brain could move: "Hello, mermaid."

Liao Wenqiang, a man with an ordinary face and no sense of existence.

I seriously doubt that the only reason he is alive today is because of his low presence. If Shu Yan hadn't turned sideways to reveal him, Ji Xiaoyu would have completely not noticed the existence of such a person.

He is not tall and although he looks good, it is hard for people to remember that he exists.

Hearing his answer, Liu Hanshui beside him worried: "Are you stupid? He said his name is Ji Xiaoyu, what are you talking about!"

It was completely irrelevant and no one came to shake his hand after he talked for a long time.

Ji Xiaoyu withdrew her hand somewhat dissatisfiedly. Liao Wenqiang happened to reach out his hand and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, my name is Liao Wenqiang, and I'm a little hard of hearing."

It's more than just a little bit. What's the difference between this and being deaf? Adhering to the virtue of treating others with kindness, Ji Xiaoyu stretched out her hand again. She smiled and said "hello" on the surface, but she was so angry that she wanted to bite him to death.

Seeing his forced smile, Liu Hanshui nudged Liao Wenqiang, signaling him to let go. He felt that if he continued to hold on like this, Ji Xiaoyu might not be a mermaid anymore, but might turn into a piranha.

Ji Xiaoyu led the people to a house near a mountain. Standing in the shade at the doorway, he said, "Strangers, you can stay here."

"If you don't understand something, you can ask the old man next door. He will tell you what you want to know." After saying this, Ji Xiaoyu left.

It would have been fine if he hadn't left. As soon as he left, Ma Liangchen felt that breathless feeling coming back again.

"Damn it! Someone choked off my air! Why am I having trouble breathing?"

"Lin Nuan, go ask the old man next door what's going on." Ma Liangchen hung on Liu Hanshui's body, shouting weakly, "I'm almost suffocating from the heat."

Lin Nuan fanned herself with her hands and saw that her lips were turning pale. She realized that if this continued, not only Ma Liangchen, but she might also die of the heat.

Among the eight people, he was the least heat-resistant. He lay on Liu Hanshui's body. Liu Hanshui was also hot, so several people dragged him to the only shady place - under the eaves at the door.

Lin Nuan politely knocked on the door next door, "Knock, knock, knock."

She stood outside: "Old man, do you know how to open the next door?"

That's right, she asked how to open the door.

Ji Xiaoyu is still a vengeful person. He brought them here but didn't give them the key.

Lin Nuan said that it was the first time she had seen such a stingy boy. It was just a case of calling the wrong name. No one would have thought that Liao Wenqiang was so hard of hearing!

"Uncle? Are you home?"

Lin Nuan pressed her face against the door, trying to listen for anyone inside, but after listening carefully for a long time, there was no movement. She thought maybe she knocked too softly, so this time she knocked with all her might. "Knock, knock, knock!"

"Uncle! Are you home?"

With a creak, the door was opened and a man in his thirties opened it.

Due to inertia, Lin Nuan almost fell in, but luckily she grabbed the door frame with both hands.

The man in front of me looked very tough and fierce.

Lin Nuan looked at the young man, assuming he was the old man's son. After a moment's thought, she asked, "Well, uncle, is your father home?"

Ji Changtian crossed his arms, looked through her to Ma Liangchen, raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm not your uncle, I'm that old man."

"Haha, look at what this has caused."

Lin Nuan laughed it off, trying to brush it off. She turned sideways, looked at the man whose lips were turning pale and who looked like he was going to die in the next second, and said, "Uncle, your hearing is pretty good, but how do you open this door? Look, the person lying on the ground looks like he's going to die."

The sun was beating down on them, but Lin Nuan, who was close to Ji Changtian, felt the cold. She found that the people here seemed to have their own air conditioner, and she really wanted to have one at home to save electricity.

Ji Changtian closed the door and walked towards them.

Her approach helped all the people who were about to faint from the heat to recover, except for Ma Liangchen, who was still lying on the ground with a deathly pale face and pale lips.

Ji Changtian realized something was wrong and quickly opened the door and dragged the person in.

I touched his neck and found that his heartbeat was very weak. If this continued, Ma Liangchen would really die.

Ji Changtian looked around but couldn't find a knife, so he could only lower his head, expose his sharp teeth where they couldn't see him, pierce his tiger's mouth, and feed him his own blood.

The body that tasted the blood began to warm up instantly, and Ma Liangchen's complexion slowly returned to normal, but he still did not wake up.

Ji Changtian covered his bitten right hand and said to the others in the room, "He just can't stand the heat. He'll be fine after a rest."

"You just arrived and you can't adapt to the temperature here. There are clothes prepared in the room. You won't feel hot if you put them on."

Ji Changtian pointed to a pile of cloth on the table at the door and left.

Lin Nuan, standing at the door, picked up the clothes, compared them on her body, and questioned, "Can I really wear this?"

Zhang Heqian sat next to Ma Liangchen. After seeing that her complexion was normal, he looked at the clothes in her hands. It was hard to judge.

The house is a small loft with two floors.

There is a table and a sofa at the entrance of the first floor. Apart from these two items, there is also a large bed. The second floor is small, but it is okay if only one person lives there.

Lin Nuan lay on the small bed, which was just big enough for her to sleep alone. She lay on it contentedly, her whole body relaxed, her mind full of thoughts of finally being able to sleep in a bed by herself.

Apart from these, the only thing left in the room was the bathroom built under the stairs.

After Ji Changtian left, the temperature in the room rose sharply, and several of them lined up to change their clothes.

Just like Ji Changtian said, the temperature around you will drop when you put it on, but it will be even better if you remove the chain on the clothes.

Dream Town, a place that survives by worshipping the sea god.

Ji Xiaoyu is the mayor here. Every afternoon, he leads the men in the town to go fishing. After catching the fish, they will pick out the biggest and best-looking one and offer it to the sea god to bless them with safety.

They are not surprised by outsiders who suddenly arrive here, because there are people coming here every ten years.

The day before these people arrived in the town, everyone in the town except him and the old man would turn into monsters. They would live here like normal people until all the outsiders died, and then the town would return to its usual tranquility.

Ma Liangchen woke up, opened his eyes but couldn't see anyone clearly. He rubbed his eyes, but he couldn't see any more.

"Oh my god!" After realizing that he really couldn't see, he turned over and grabbed the person in front of him and said, "I can't see anymore."

To be precise, he just couldn't see anyone except himself.

For example, he can now see his own hands and everything in the house, but he cannot see people.

"No way?" Zhang Heqian, who was grabbed by him, waved his hand in front of him with suspicion.

Ma Liangchen slapped his hand away, not in the mood for his jokes. He now seriously suspected that they were making fun of him. "I really don't have time to mess with you guys anymore. What did you do to me? Why can't I see your faces? What are you wearing? It's blurry."

Ma Liangchen reached out and groped Zhang Heqian's body. The long chain started from his collarbone and hung down around his waist. When he realized what he was wearing, he withdrew his hand from him and said with disdain: "Why are you wearing such a sexy outfit? Are you looking for a boyfriend?"

Zhang Heqian, who was despised, was not angry at all, because later when he said he was sexy, he would also wear this dress, and it would have more chains than his.

There's nothing we can do about it. It was his own fault that he couldn't tolerate the heat and was lulled to sleep by the sun. We can't blame them.

Everyone gathered around Ma Liangchen, curious about what was wrong with his eyes. They clearly remembered that his eyes were closed after he was coaxed to sleep.

Moreover, why are these eyes so snobbish? They can see everything clearly except people. Ma Liangchen can't see anyone except himself.

It was three o'clock in the afternoon and a noise began to be heard outside.

In Dream Town, the residents who turned into monsters are all normal as long as no one breaks the rules.

But among these monsters there are inevitably some bad boys who will constantly lure outsiders into committing fouls until all of them are dead.

"Bang, bang, bang---"

Someone outside was banging on the door.

"Hello, it's time to fish. The fishermen are waiting for you at the beach. You must bring your catch to the altar and offer it to the sea god before 7 pm."

Liao Wenqiang, who was closest to the door, opened it. The person who spoke was a little girl of fifteen or sixteen, with bright eyes that lingered on everyone as she opened the door.

Liao Wenqiang asked her, "Where is the altar?"

The little girl looked at him with a smile and said, "Someone will take you there after we come back from fishing."

The little girl was holding a colorful fish-shaped doll. After turning and taking two steps, she seemed to remember something. She handed the doll to Liao Wenqiang and warned him, "Be sure to offer the colorful fish you catch to the altar before seven o'clock, otherwise the sea god will be angry."

The little girl was wearing the same clothes as them, but she looked very conservative compared to them.

Looking at the colorful stuffed fish in his arms, Liao Wenqiang asked them what they thought.

Liu Hanshui, sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed, reached out and asked him to take the doll. The doll was very thick, especially the belly, which was bulging.

Its mouth is replaced by a line of needle and thread. The embroiderer's craftsmanship seems to be not very good. The line is sewn like an electrocardiogram, up and down, very ugly.

Lin Nuan, who was sitting next to her, was lost in thought when she suddenly turned to ask them, "Didn't the notice board say that if we encounter a child with a yellow fish pendant, we can simply ignore them, but if the fish is blue, we must do whatever it takes to fulfill her request?"

Wang Shitou, who was lying on the bed, stretched his back and yawned: "Yes."

"So what do you think? Should we go for what that little girl just said?"