His Highness, Don’t Leave! I Will Lose Weight For You!

Mu Miaomiao's face turned red, and she couldn't sit still, and she fell back and made a dull sound.

Han Fei was startled, before she had time to catch her, she jumped down and watched Mu Miaomiao holding her **** up.

"What's wrong with you? Are you okay?!"

Han Fei just wanted to reach out and hold Mu Miaomiao, who immediately waved his hand and said, "It's okay! I didn't fall in pain! I, I'm sleepy! I'm going back to sleep!"

Han Fei hesitated and said, "Really all right?"

It hurts to hear the loud voice just now.

Mu Miaomiao turned around and left, and said, "I'm really fine! Girl Han, please rest early! Tomorrow will be busy again! I'll go back first!"

After that, she ran back choked, and the blushing face was still a little timid.

Han Fei looked at her back and couldn't figure it out. Is this kid stupid?

When Mu Miaomiao ran away, she suddenly turned around and said to Han Fei: "Miss Han, if Young Master Ying bullies you, I will definitely teach him a lesson!"

Han Fei: "Huh???"

Mu Miaomiao bulged and said, "Miss Han, you deserve the best!"

After that, Mu Miaomiao got into the house all at once.

Han Fei, who stayed in place, laughed dumbly, but was interrupted by Mu Miaomiao's originally depressed mood a lot. She hammered her somewhat sore shoulder and was about to go back to the room to sleep, but just after taking a step, she suddenly heard a cry. sound.

Han Fei's body suddenly stiffened.

The cry just now was as fast as an illusion.

Han Fei thought she had heard it wrong, but she couldn't move away anymore, she seemed to be frozen.

At this moment, the sound of wind blowing over the leaves made a rustling sound, everything was silent, and the sound was amplified countless times.

There was another cry.

This time it is more obvious and clearer.

It was like... the cry of a child.

Han Fei turned her head abruptly, her eyes swept around, but there was nothing, everything went as usual.

Suddenly, there was another cry of incomparable clarity just a few feet away from her ear, and the cold hair on Han Fei's body suddenly exploded.

"Woo..."

"Who?!"

Han Fei yelled suddenly.

no respond.

The wind is blowing.

But that burst of crying never sounded again.

Han Fei's back was wet, she turned around and walked back quickly, but she made a bang under her feet as if she had hit something.

She looked down, it was a rattle.

It was the children's toys that Mu Miaomiao found, one of which was a rattle.

A big hole was broken on one side of the drum, and one of the two small **** was missing. The whole rattle looked very worn.

But there was no such thing here before. When was it put here?

Han Fei bent down and picked up the rattle, tried to fiddle a few times, barely able to make a dull sound, which was particularly gloomy in the dark night.

At this moment, a cry of laughter flashed.

Not crying, but laughter, immature laughter.

It was like laughter from the sound of Han Fei's rattle.

Immature is like a child.

Han Fei squeezed the rattle, took a deep breath, but walked slowly back to the room as if nothing had happened.

At dawn the next day, everyone in the village gathered in front of Qiu Qingshu's house, all of them panicked.

When the door was opened, Qiu Qingshu was taken aback when he appeared, and said, "Why are you all here?"

"Head of the village, head of the village, something bad happened!"

"The village chief, the curse is about to strike again! We are all going to die!"

"I don't want to die, village chief, we don't want to die!"

Everyone talked with each other, making a mess.

Han Fei walked out from behind Qiu Qingshu and said, "Speak slowly."

When these words came out, everyone shut their mouths very obediently and looked inexplicable. How could they listen to this woman subconsciously? This is like an instinctive reaction of the body, which cannot be resisted or violated.

Qiu Qingshu turned his head and glanced at Han Fei, faintly aware that it seemed that His Majesty the goddess was getting stronger and stronger.

When the villagers reorganized their tone and spoke in an orderly manner one by one, Han Fei finally understood what had happened.

It turned out that they all had a dream.

In the dream, they all heard the cry of a child, and the cry was stern, like a heart-piercing, so noisy that the whole head was about to explode in general pain, but they were all trapped in the dream, and they woke up. However, they endured such a magic sound all night, until the next day when they woke up, the villagers found that all the livestock kept in their homes were all dead without exception.

The chickens, ducks, and even the watchdog died suddenly, tragically.

The villagers themselves had a splitting headache, and such phenomena and symptoms occurred once in previous records, and that time almost wiped out the entire village.

That's why they were so nervous and rushed to the village chief's house one by one.

Qiu Qingshu looked at Han Fei subconsciously. His face was also very ugly. He also remembered this phenomenon. His dead father said it several times with palpitations on his face.

Han Fei pondered for a while, and said, "Where did our people go? Bring them here."

While waiting for all the contestants to gather together, Han Fei said directly: "The curse has begun."

When these words came out, everyone started to panic, and said, "What do you mean by this?"

Han Fei said calmly: "I think you have all seen the weirdness of this village. Have you found the cause?"

No one answered.

Han Fei said again: "The cause of this disease does not exist at all."

Someone said: "How could it not exist?!"

Han Fei took out the blueprints that he had prepared long ago, as well as the poisonous weeds dug up, and the worn-out toys, and put them on the table one by one, saying, "Look."

Everyone's eyes looked at these things, but no one could think of the connections among them. Each thing seemed to be independent.

Han Fei looked at Liu Sanpao, and the fat man immediately stepped forward knowingly, saying: "These things are related to poisons. We are doctors. We made a mistake from the beginning. This is not a disease, but a poison. , You can also use the village's saying,'curse', but this curse is artificial."

Liu Sanpao's voice was very deep, and it reached everyone's ears accurately. Everyone was quiet for a while and began to listen carefully.

The fat man picked up the poisonous weed, and said, "This is flamingo, highly poisonous and rare. The venom of the root system can cause ten strong men to die instantly. Such poisonous weeds will not casually survive within the range of human activities. Yes, but I found this one around the village, and this one is a schematic diagram of the location of the poisonous weeds. When connected together, it is a poison array. The existence of the poison array can maximize the effectiveness of the poison."