This kind of thing was like a layer of membrane. If one did not poke it, one would not feel it. Only when it was poked through would one understand what was going on.
Wang Quan's brain had some problems. He was not crazy. He still remembered what he had done before.
But now that he recalled it, it felt like he was watching a movie from a third-person perspective.
Could it be that once he did not borrow the power, his rationality would return?
In fact, Wang Quan still felt that he was not normal, but he was not that crazy.
It seemed that this power could not be used often.
He looked at the white-haired village girl, Feng Ah Jiu.
The girl sat quietly by the bed and looked at Wang Quan.
Wang Quan looked at the girl from head to toe and found that there were some scars and calluses on her hands. She was wearing a tattered yellow dress that had been washed away.
It was so cold in the mountains …
Wang Quan took off his suit jacket and held it in his hand. "You're wearing too little. My suit jacket looks thin, but it's actually quite warm."
After that, he put it back on.
The white-haired girl blinked and did not say anything.
Wang Quan: "…"
Tsk, he really could not do anything about this.
He took off his suit jacket and put it on Feng Ah Jiu. "I've given you the jacket, but I can't give you the pants. Also, your dress is making me cold. Remember to wear long johns tomorrow. "
The white-haired girl tilted her head. "Long johns?"
"You've never worn long johns since you were young?"
The white-haired girl shook her head. "Auntie said that I'm a waste of money."
Wang Quan frowned slightly. "Ah Jiu, how does Auntie treat you?"
"As long as I'm obedient, I'll have food to eat." Feng Ah Jiu was still expressionless. "I can cook, I'm obedient, I can clean, and I won't disturb others. I'm very obedient."
Wang Quan twitched the corner of his mouth.
He did not expect that he would encounter such a thing.
He was only here for a blind date, but he did not even see the shadow of his blind date.
Strong wind? The things in the Classic of Mountains and Seas did not appear either.
Wang Quan recalled what he had seen and heard today.
Other than a group of old men who made him angry, there was only the village chief.
The sacrificial ceremony that Village Chief mentioned …
Wang Quan rubbed the white fur in front of him. "Ah Jiu, I like obedient children the most. There are some things that I don't know. Can you tell me?"
Ah Jiu nodded. "Go ahead, brother. I'll tell you everything I know."
Wang Quan smiled and asked, "Who will be the bride and groom for the wedding that will be held in the village in a few days?"
"The village will choose a girl to marry God," Feng Ah Jiu said calmly. "That's what everyone says."
The God of the village … Is this the kitchen god?
But first, he confirmed one thing.
This village was probably not a drug village, but it might be a shoe cult.
As a temporarily staunch materialist, Wang Quan had to stand up and uphold justice!
Wang Quan rubbed his chin and smiled gently. "Ah Jiu, does the village always use candles? Don't they use lamps? "
"There are kerosene lamps," Ah Jiu tilted her head. "But I've always used candles since I was young. Aunt uses kerosene lamps."
"Only you and Auntie live together? What about uncle? What about your aunt's children? "
The little white fur shook his head. "I don't know. I've never seen those people since I was born. When I mentioned them, aunt would beat me. I'm very obedient and won't ask anymore."
Aiyo!
This girl just happened to poke the soft spot in Wang Quan's heart.
His protective instinct was aroused.
Of course, he did not deny that white hair and appearance were part of the reason, and the proportion was not small.
But at least he felt that after chatting with this girl, his personality became closer to his original self.
Wang Quan took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth. He saw Jiu staring at him quietly with her big eyes. After some thought, he put the cigarette back into the pack.
"How do the others treat you? Those grandpas and grannies. "
Ah Jiu's emotions did not fluctuate at all. "They don't talk to me. I think they hate me and are afraid of me. I don't know why.
"I asked aunt and she said it's because of my parents."
"Father and mother did this to me, I hate and fear them …" Wang Quan thought to himself.
He smiled and changed the topic. "So do you think aunt treats you well? A good child should tell the truth. "
Feng Ah Jiu shook her head. "Not good."
"Then you never thought of going out of the village to take a look?"
"I can't go out." Feng Ah Jiu's eyes were calm. "Only the village head, sixth uncle, and fourth grandpa can go out. The others can't go out."
She paused and seemed to see that Wang Quan did not think much of it. "I tried to sneak out, but the roads outside keep on walking, and I will return to the village."
"Oh?"
Wang Quan's interest was piqued.
He smiled. "If you go back now, will aunt scold you?"
Feng Ah Jiu nodded.
"Then sleep here." Wang Quan crossed his legs. "I have to go out to do something. You can sleep here."
"But aunt …" Ah Jiu was obviously tempted, but she was still afraid of her aunt.
Although she was expressionless, Wang Quan could feel it.
"It's okay. I will tell her." Wang Quan patted Ah Jiu's head. "Sleep well."
Ah Jiu hesitated for a moment. Then she took off her cloth shoes and curled into a ball at the corner of the bed. She then passed the suit jacket to Wang Quan. "Brother, this is for you. It's cold outside."
The smile in Wang Quan's eyes became more gentle.
He took the suit jacket and put it on. Then he took the quilt and wrapped Ah Jiu in it. "Sleep well. You will be fine when you wake up tomorrow."
With that, he blew out the candle, opened the door, and quietly left.
Ah Jiu stared at the closed door, as if waiting for Wang Quan to come back.
After some time, she could no longer hold back her eyelids. She slowly closed her eyes, and her breathing gradually became longer.
…
Wang Quan stood in the middle of the village, quietly smoking a cigarette.
Late at night, Fenggu Village was silent. Perhaps because there was no electricity, the lights in the surrounding houses were not on, and no one made a sound.
There were no sounds of animals or insects in the forest deep in the village or in the mountains.
Not even the sound of the wind could be heard.
Men liked the dark, and Wang Quan enjoyed the silence of the night.
When the cigarette was finished, he threw it away and stamped it out. Then he walked toward Aunt Ah Jiu's house — this was what he had asked.
After walking for five or six minutes, he came to a yard.
The wall of the yard was only up to his chest. There was a small vegetable field in the yard, and behind it was a bungalow. The house was not big, and it was the same as Wang Quan's house, with one bedroom and one bathroom.
With a push of his hand, he climbed over the wall.
Walking to the door, he knocked lightly.
Soon, the hoarse voice of a middle-aged woman came from inside. "You still know to come back? Why didn't you die outside! "
Wang Quan did not speak.
He was not here to kill. He just wanted to ask the other party about the village calmly. Feng Ah Jiu was young, and obviously did not know many things.
Of course, it was a friendly question. Even if she did not cooperate, he would not kill her.
After spending some time with Feng Ah Jiu, he felt much better.
He did not speak, and the woman in the house seemed to notice something and did not speak.
After a while, the woman's voice became cautious. "Who are you?"
At the same time, the door was opened a little, as if someone was looking out.
Wang Quan took a deep breath and said with a smile, "My surname is Wang, I …"
Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly felt someone patting his shoulder.
Someone was behind him?!
He turned around in shock and saw a woman in a black cheongsam, holding a folding fan in her hand to cover the lower half of her face, walk past him, and kick open the door.
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