The cloak of the freak has no pockets and cannot store the powder pills. If it is returned to the space compartment, Cheng Shuang will temporarily lose her sight.
If it were to unleash its dragon flames, its size and color would be so striking, like a guiding light, that it would be far too eye-catching.
The little girl calmed down and realized the extent of her injuries, which put her at ease. She immediately used the psychic vision to find another hiding place.
Even if the secret space the little girls were referring to wasn't this crevice, she wouldn't leave herself with no way out.
The grotesque figures lay flat on her body, obscuring her view, but enough for Cheng Shuang to see what she needed.
The buildings here are indeed a row of bamboo houses, somewhat like water houses, but they are half on the mountain and half on the water, giving them a different kind of ethereal beauty compared to the seaside scenery.
However, the gap behind the house where she was staying was free of any clutter, while the other rooms were filled with things taller than the house itself, or with trash carelessly thrown around. The gaps behind the two other houses were neatly arranged and clean, resembling small storage areas.
It's full of the flavor of life.
She could no longer see anything beyond that distance.
If there were no other options for hiding, then... his thoughts drifted to the pale green, rushing river.
I don't know how deep the river is, or if it's deep enough to fit a small safe house...
As the little girl pondered, a sound of footsteps quietly approached.
Beside the bamboo house, a sly look appeared on the thin face of a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy as he walked slowly on tiptoe.
Because he was crouching down to control his body, so as not to make any heavy footsteps that might alert the enemy, his movements were just like those of a clumsy ape imitating human behavior.
However, this boy successfully approached the gap behind the house step by step. While everyone else was still in a panic, his tanned face held its breath carefully, and then he lightly leaped up, turning corners as he lunged towards the gap.
His body fell and just got stuck in the groove. The boy felt the emptiness below and immediately forgot about the pain in his back and legs. He hurriedly got up and stood in the gap, looking around in confusion. In the end, he did not see the figure he expected and his face darkened.
He finally managed to coax Hua Hua into taking on the responsibility of caring for the migrant children, but she still disappeared.
He could clearly sense her presence nearby...
The boy stomped back to the front of the house in a huff, and saw his sister, Huahua, still throwing a tantrum, which annoyed the adults. He immediately snapped at her, "Shut up!"
This was the first time Hua Hua had ever seen her brother so angry. She paused in wiping away her tears and cried even louder.
"Liu Liu, why are you being so mean to your sister!" The male teacher straightened his face, but before he could continue his criticism, Liu Liu angrily cursed at Hua Hua, "You're more trouble than you're worth!"
Hua Hua was completely frightened and stopped crying. With teary eyes, she watched her brother turn around and go back to his room, then blinked blankly at the two teachers who looked slightly stunned.
The female teacher immediately stepped forward and patted Hua Hua's head, "Go back and rest for a while, we'll look for it slowly."
Hua Hua gave an "oh" and finally stopped fooling around. She turned around and ran into the bamboo house next to Liu Liu's, and even shouted into Liu Liu's house, "I'm never going to talk to my brother again!"
The female teacher straightened up, glanced at her brother beside her expressionlessly, and said in a barely audible voice, "Something's wrong with Liu Liu."
The male teacher frowned deeply, and both of them stared blankly at Liu Liu's room, their expressions unwavering, their eyes as dark as an abyss.
By the time the people on the bamboo bridge had searched repeatedly without success and all dispersed, it was already dark.
The river, still rushing swiftly with its shimmering surface, flows on. The orange sun sets in the west, while wisps of smoke rise from the bamboo houses, and the aroma of food wafts across the river.
The dreamlike village suddenly took on a touch of everyday life, warm and peaceful.
Anyone who glances at the river at first glance will overlook the turbulent waves and fall in love with this otherworldly scene.
As the sky darkened further, the small electric light inside the bamboo house was turned on, and it was pitch black outside.
Tiny bubbles rose to the surface of the river, and then a small head broke through the water.
Cheng Shuang's wet hair covered her face. Upon closer inspection, one could see a black cloth strip wrapped around her ribs, which was tied to a wooden pillar standing in the river that served as a support for the house.
The black cloth was used to deliberately pull the little girl out of the rushing river, little by little, with great patience. If you got close to them, you could hear the cloth making a sighing sound, like a slogan.
Each stroke, slow and deliberate yet full of resilience.
Cheng Shuang cheered for the sullen monster in her mind.
Using it as a rope was a last resort.
When the monster 'senses' that a soul force is approaching, Cheng Shuang disregards the issue of visibility and decisively orders the monster to take her into the water.
Of course, the moment he entered the water, the monster quickly entered his spatial storage and took out a disposable water-repelling bead card, which he used on the little girl. However, due to the rapid and dangerous flow of the river, the monster had no choice but to use himself as a rope.
This prevented the devastating flood from instantly separating the person and the monster.
The water-repelling bead card was a good thing, allowing Cheng Shuang, who was still drowsy and unable to move, to breathe freely after entering the water. However, because her body could not move, she was also extremely easy to drift with the current.
The monster didn't pull her all the way ashore; it just wanted the little girl to pop her head out so it could easily feed her the white pills and powder pills.
It was quite remarkable that a psychic monster could persist in the water for several hours. When it successfully fed Cheng Shuang the medicine, the sullen monster's sighs took a turn, whether from excitement or resentment, it was hard to tell. This made Cheng Shuang forget the pain in her body, feeling both amused and deeply moved.
Even if the young girl wanted to save some pills, the reality was such that saving medicine was not as important as saving her life; the choice was obvious.
She took half a bottle of powder pills, a total of fifty pills, and the effect was exceptionally remarkable, even eliminating the negative feelings of fatigue and dizziness.
Her body, which had been trembling with pain, was gradually soothed. The moment the pain disappeared, she suddenly opened her eyes and looked around at this strange village.
The moon was high in the sky, cloudless and starless. Behind it, towering mountains rose steeply into the sky, and the river flowed gently, its surface shimmering with light. Under the moonlight, the water had a faint green hue, like a delicate gemstone.
It is truly beautiful.
But the color of the river made Cheng Shuang's hair stand on end.
The color was much lighter than the one in the water tank, but they were still extremely similar.
There was a vaguely unsettling feeling about it.
Before this unease even reached her head, Cheng Shuang felt a chill run down her spine, and an indescribable shiver rose throughout her body.
She suddenly remembered something.
Quiet.
It's so quiet!
It was completely different from the wisps of smoke and the lively atmosphere of cooking fires just half an hour ago.
As if overnight, all the people in the bamboo village disappeared.
No, it didn't disappear. If you listen carefully, you can hear breathing sounds coming from the nearest bamboo house, but the sounds are extremely faint, almost imperceptible compared to normal breathing.
Then I heard Shen Koujin's voice, which sounded like that of a person on the verge of death, helpless and desperate.
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