Chapter 49 Cui Zhiyong's unlucky day always requires another three visits to Nanshan...
When Cui Zhiyong opened his eyes, he saw the familiar ceiling of his home, the quilt covering him, warm and comfortable, and the stickers on the window rustled in the wind, making him drowsy.
...Familiar? pictures, familiar? sounds, reassuring.
Last night's Axe Murderer was just a dream.
Cui Zhiyong huddled into the bed, turned over, and suddenly opened his eyes that were almost closed.
It felt like an electric current was passing through my whole body.
Where is my butt? It hurts, and my leg muscles ache a little, and I feel like I have cramps.
...It seems a little? Wrong.
Wait, shit!
He quickly opened his eyes, regained consciousness, and climbed out of the bed with his teeth bared, shaking with anger.
Although I don't remember what happened afterwards, the scene of him hacking people madly under the moon and being chased all over the mountain keeps echoing in my mind.
"Communicator, communicator..."
He searched in his clothes and on the bed, but couldn't find it. He pushed open the door hastily and saw an empty living room.
And the few strong men with bare arms playing cards around.
Cui Zhiyong's horrified face: "?!"
The group of strong men in charge of the construction project in Huishi Village were already waiting for him to wake up. They turned to him and showed their teeth. The leader stuffed a house design into his arms and said enthusiastically: "Do you think it's okay to build a house like this? Your neighbors all have two-story buildings like this, and there are basements..."
Listening to the construction worker's babble of introduction, Cui Zhiyong had a dull look on his face and nodded woodenly.
"Okay, all is fine, um..."
Then he turned around stiffly and found a note stuck on the door.
——【See you fainted in the mountains, gentle, kind, kindhearted and lovely? I will take you home! (:-D) ps: This expression is "smiley". 】
Cui Zhiyong: “…”
The anger that had originally dissipated when he opened the door and found a group of big men sitting in his living room instantly erupted again.
So! Who! Caused! Him? To faint? In the mountains in the middle of the night?!
He tore off the note on the door, crumpled it up viciously and threw it into the corner.
Then, with heavy? footsteps, he pushed open the door? With a loud? sound, he went out? To settle accounts with a certain black-haired kid.
The strong men from Graystone Village watched the owner of the house leave angrily, looked at each other, confused, and quickly turned their attention to business.
“Get to work!”
…
When Cui Zhiyong came to his house, Chu Xiuyan was quietly taking a handful of bricks from the humanoid material converter at the entrance of the village, preparing to build a new house for the big black dog at the entrance of the village.
He was still mumbling, "I'm sorry, Xiao Hei, I forgot there was a you in the village... So the one on the mountain? It shouldn't be Xiao Hei No. 1, but Xiao Hei No. 2."
The big black dog with shiny fur sat beside him, watching Chu Xiuyan help him build the wall. His fierce eyes had been exhausted from the intense exercise of being dragged out in the middle of the night and forced to run. He became weak and stupid.
Chu Xiuyan was full of energy, humming a little tune, and soon completed the prototype of the doghouse.
The one from Black Stone Village not far away? The old man shouted, "Over there? Boy, do you want some cement?"
Chu Xiuyan quickly replied: "Yes!"
He stood up, walked over in a hurry, picked up a bucket of cement from the Black Stone Village Chief, and just as he turned around, he bumped into someone's chest.
Cement splashed out.
The system lights up? Smoke, I guess the data is wrong? Crazy: [How beautiful? A girl's comic book face. 】
Chu Xiuyan exclaimed: "Mine? Cement!"
The person who was hit: "My? clothes!"
Their eyes met, sparks flying.
"You're accompanying me? Cement! Did you know that I got some from this old man? Isn't it easy to get this material?!"
"Mine? Clothes! No matter how you think about it, they are mine? Clothes are more expensive, right? And last night, you went crazy and chased me all over the mountain with an axe in your hand in the middle of the night? How do you settle this matter? Are you really not afraid that I will go to Zhang Chun to argue with him?!"
"Yesterday's? It's over! You're almost thirty now? Can you stop being so unreasonable? I'm still a child, be a good role model for other children! And I was even kind enough to move you back and put you in the bed! Come on and praise me--"
"I'm praising you for nothing! Ming? Ming? It was you who caused me to faint in the middle of the night in the mountains! How can you be so scary? Kid?!"
"As long as a person is alive, he is still a child! Besides, I'm only one month old! Hurry up and give me a full-month banquet!"
Cui Zhiyong: "Are you sick?!"
He was so angry that his chest hurt. He stretched out two fingers to pinch the clothes splashed with cement. He looked serious and looked at Chu Xiuyan seriously, saying: "You brought some people of unknown origin to the village - Hey! Don't run! I haven't finished yet!!"
He? Reached out his hand, and in his sight? The black-haired boy lifted the cement bucket above his head and ran away happily, his back getting smaller and smaller, and disappeared completely in a flash.
At the entrance of the village, the big black dog that was forcibly held down saw the boy's? disappearance, and became energetic, shook his fur, and made a loud? woof.
Sitting on a small bench, the old man from Heishi Village smacked his lips, tremblingly took out a pair of reading glasses from his arms and put them on, squinting at Cui Zhiyong, as if remembering something, and said happily: "Aren't you the Niuwa from the neighboring house? You're so big now, come here, let grandpa see... Oh, so handsome, that child just now is yours? Baby? I heard it's full moon, when are you going to have the wedding banquet?"
Cui Zhiyong lowered his head stiffly and looked into the eyes of the old man from Black Stone Village. He seemed to be stimulated by the seriousness on the other's face. He said in grief and anger: "No matter how I think about it, I can't have a child who looks 17 or 18 years old but is mentally one month old. This is an insult to my personality - it's obviously Zhang Chun's! Damn it, where is the communicator..."
He? He hurried back to his home, trying to find the communicator again and contact Zhang Chun - if he let Yun Yan run wild? This village would be doomed!
A few minutes later, he looked at the house in front of him, which had been completely reduced to ruins, and was stunned for a moment.
The construction workers in Huishi Village gave him a thumbs-up and consoled him: "It will be completed before the sun sets!"
Cui Zhiyong: “…Ah, thank you.”
…
Temporarily homeless, Cui Zhiyong squatted at the end of the village, staring blankly at the Nanshan Mountain with a worried brow.
He thought for a long time, but still couldn't suppress his surging emotions, so he decided to explore Nanshan again.
At this time, the sun was setting, and a layer of warm afterglow fell on the horizon.
Looking down from the middle of the mountain, you can clearly see the bustling Huangshi Village. Originally, there were only about thirty people, but now with the addition of Blackstone Village and Graystone Village, the number has exceeded three digits. However, the outsiders did not rely on their numbers to oppress the locals. Instead, they enthusiastically contributed their own strength to renovate the houses.
But in just a few days, houses were lined up neatly, much more beautiful, more comfortable, and more solid than before.
Nearly ten meters high, the watchtower still stands alone, quietly and silently facing the distant mountain.
Cui Zhiyong retracted his gaze, ruffled his hair, and sighed: "It's not easy to find a place like this, so I don't want to ruin it... bastard."
He regained his composure, with a chill in his eyes, and walked around the strange "Home of Amnesia" sign, cautiously going up the hillside.
If there were really some dangerous people on the top of the mountain, even if Yun Yan got angry, he would definitely kill them all.
Responsible adults need to deal with the troubles caused by their own little brats, and then go back and beat them up.
...No matter how Zhang Chun tries to persuade us, it’s useless!
He gnashed his teeth fiercely, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a dark shadow in the woods. It quickly climbed up a tree, hid in the layers of lush leaves, and looked out through the gaps.
But Cui Zhiyong, who was concentrating on the outside environment, did not notice that on the other side of the tree canopy, there was a mysterious weirdo wearing a tattered cloak.
The distance between the two sides was no more than the size of two fists.
“…”
The mysterious man wanted to pull up his cloak to cover his face, but he was afraid that his movements would attract Cui Zhiyong's attention, so he held his breath, stared at the tree trunk, and pretended that he didn't exist.
Cui Zhiyong stared at the path under the tree, wondering what kind of demon could have bewitched Yun Yan so much.
The mysterious man stared at the tree trunk and pretended to be a mushroom. He was a mushroom today and hoped that the other person would leave his secret base as soon as possible.
Then, a snake silently wrapped around a branch and slowly crawled towards Cui Zhiyong - or to be more precise, the road it was going to pass was blocked by a huge guy.
It tilted its head, and its small head began to feel confused. It stared at the big guy for a long time, but he didn't move away, so it slowly prepared to crawl over the big guy.
then……
Choi Ji-young: "Help! There's a snake! Aaaaaaaaa——"
His cold expression collapsed instantly, and he jumped from the treetops to the ground, as if he had been electrocuted, and he ran down the mountain while shaking his arms wildly.
But before he could run a few steps, he suddenly let out a scream.
...He? He tripped over a rock, hit his head on a tree trunk, and fainted.
Su Xiaohua, who was picking up branches and fruits, came hurriedly and saw a strange man lying on the ground. She turned her head blankly and looked at the cloaked strange man who was moving towards her.
...The socially anxious boy poked the ground with a branch? Choi Ji-young saw a snake swaying its tail and slowly moving away, and whispered, "It's not a venomous snake, it just hit a tree and fainted."
He? swallowed back the fact that this person was chased around the mountain by the black-haired boy last night, making so much noise that? except for the three little ones? all the adults came out to watch.
"What about him? Will he lose his memory?" Su Xiaohua said depressedly, holding her cheek.
Although a second house has been built on the top of the mountain, everyone has to squeeze into another wooden house tonight. If we add another person, there will be no room for them.
The socially anxious guy was also a little distressed, and his hand that reached out to Cui Zhiyong was trembling a little, "He's from the village at the bottom of the mountain. I'll leave him at the foot of the mountain for someone to pick him up."
He closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, grabbed Cui Zhiyong's clothes and began to drag him to the foot of the mountain.
Along the way, a deep trail was dragged through the grass.
Su Xiaohua: "...I'll go call Brother Xiaohei to help."
So? After going around in circles to avoid Cui Zhiyong and finally successfully building a doghouse for the big black dog? Chu Xiuyan saw someone at the foot of the mountain?
The other person's eyes were tightly closed, his expression was somewhat uncomfortable, he was leaning against a tree, there was a red mark on his forehead, and it seemed like there was a bump... he must have hit something and fainted.
Chu Xiuyan squatted in front of Cui Zhiyong, stretched out his index finger and poked the bulge, supporting his cheek, a little surprised: "Brother Shuiguai, I'm afraid you and this Nanshan are not compatible."
After thinking about it, I suddenly realized that there is no such thing as horoscopes in Nanshan, and I almost laughed to death.
Then the gray fog rose and condensed into a strange leader. It carried Cui Zhiyong on its back and walked happily towards the village again.
"Let's move to uncle's house first."
"By the way, what are we having for dinner tonight?"
…
When he woke up, Cui Zhiyong was a little dazed, as if he was in another world.
Strange? Ceiling, strange? Windows, strange? Door? Panels.
I was still a little groggy, but it was already bright outside, and the villagers' loud and lively voices reached my ears.
He? covered his aching? head, stood up and walked out of the room, and when he closed the door? he? subconsciously looked back?.
...The door? There was a piece of paper stuck on the board, it was crumpled? It seemed to have been crumpled viciously.
——【See you fainted (again) in the mountains, gentle, kind, kindhearted and lovely? I will take you home! (:-D) ps: This expression is "smiley". Pps: Brother Water Monster, you seem to have cement (blackened) Mercury retrograde recently, I suggest you go to worship Wong Tai Sin. 】
In an instant, it was as if the Ren and Du meridians were opened, and consciousness instantly became clear.
"Oh yeah..."
“I went to Nanshan twice.”
“I never made it to the top of the mountain once.”
He? He was stunned for a while, then his face changed drastically: "This mountain defeats me!!"
…
【Resurrection! 】
After hiding from Cui Zhiyong for a long time, Chu Xiuyan found an empty place in the mountains to go underground. He closed his eyes and opened them again, and then he returned to reality.
The apartment still looked familiar yet strange. As usual, he opened the forum first and browsed for a while. He found that in the posts on the forum, he had become [a loner who repeatedly tried to get the most perfect ending] [a savior who wandered outside of time and space and witnessed destruction and collapse] [a desperate person who was crying silently and pretending to smile even though he was crazy] [a poor person who lost his memory after multiple flashbacks and had no past or future].
There are even posts written by readers with divergent thinking? Various secondary creation short stories, and they are all in the direction of be!
As I was flipping through the pages, Chu Xiuyan's? His expression changed from "Happy, let me see how else I can make this up" to "Help me, mom, why are you stabbing me?"
Until the end, the system looked at the almost empty tissue box on the sofa, then looked at its host's red eyes, and said tiredly: [Other hosts are thoughtful, resourceful, and good at making decisions. They are all beautiful, strong, and miserable, and they beat the readers to death. But you are so good that you are beaten to tears by your own readers' if lines... You are really that good? . ]
Chu Xiuyan wiped his tears and put on a strong look: [I can make a knife! Let me change my villain script——]
System: [What the hell? When did you do this? Villain script? Wait, you actually have a script?!]
Chu Xiuyan: [Just tell me whether I am a bad person or not. ]
[…You win.]
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