Every day is one step closer to reality

When Feng Yi woke up, the spread "family tree" had been closed.

The upper part of the stone platform was restored to its original state, and the "family tree" was sealed inside.

The stone pillars slowly sink until they become one with the ground.

Feng Yi knelt down and took a closer look, even worried that he could not see clearly. He took out his mobile phone and used the high-definition camera to enlarge the picture to see every detail on the ground.

However, whether it is with the naked eye or the high-definition camera of the mobile phone, what is seen and photographed is a whole piece of ground without any fine lines, let alone cracks.

It was as if everything he had experienced before was all his hallucination.

After searching the room carefully several times, I still found no suspicious traces.

Feng Yi looked at the time on his phone.

He actually stayed here all night!

It's now seven o'clock the next morning!

He probably stood here all night! However, there is no stiffness or discomfort in the body!

Unable to find any more clues, Feng Yi could only give up and walk toward the door on the wall.

The door moves automatically.

As he approached the door, the lights in the room were extinguished one by one. When he completely stepped out and the door he moved closed automatically, the secret room was already dark.

After walking out of the house here, there was movement in the courtyard outside.

"Good morning, Uncle Dumb. Is it foggy?" Feng Yi said.

"It will be dispersed soon." Uncle Mute's cell phone emits a voice.

The fog blocks the sunlight, but the morning glow has appeared. Through this layer of gradually thinning fog, you can see the orange-red and golden glow.

The large and small leaves of various flowers, plants and trees in the old house are covered with water droplets. The soil that was dry and hard yesterday has now turned into mud or changed its shape due to moisture.

"It rained last night?" Feng Yi was surprised. He had checked the weather forecast, and it clearly said it would be sunny these two days!

However, someone also mentioned to him that the weather on the mountain is hard to predict and may change at any time. The local weather forecast often changes several times a day.

Therefore, Feng Yi just asked casually.

Uncle Dumb took out his mobile phone and typed quickly into voice: "Breakfast is steamed buns and noodles. Leave them in the kitchen for you to eat yourself. They are all reserved for you. Don't be hungry. Eat them all! I'll go to the tea garden to pick some tea leaves."

"Is there a tea garden here? Do you want help? I'm not hungry yet." Feng Yi asked.

"No, you're hungry!" Uncle Dumb replied.

Feng Yi wanted to say something else, but the dumb uncle waved his hand and went out carrying the bamboo basket.

Seeing this, Feng Yi had to give up. He still wanted to find out some information while helping.

The kitchen was easy to find, but the things on the kitchen table were beyond his knowledge.

A large porcelain bowl. In other words, a large porcelain basin, I don’t know where I bought it from, is almost as big as an adult washbasin. It was filled with hand-rolled noodles.

A large steamer. Steaming 10 thin-skinned and large stuffed buns, each one about the same diameter as his palm and filled with meat fillings.

Feng Yi's eyes straightened.

What misunderstanding does Uncle Dumb have about him?

Why do you think he can eat so much?

When he was working part-time in school filming commercials, he had certain dietary requirements because he had to manage his figure, and his food intake has not changed much until now.

Based on his appetite, a normal bowl of noodle soup plus a steamed bun... two at most would be enough.

Don’t waste food!

So Feng Yi, who was very self-aware, took out a normal-sized noodle soup bowl from the cupboard, took out a bowl of noodles from the large porcelain basin, picked up a bun and started eating.

As I ate, I realized I had finished eating.

I actually feel a little hungry.

He took out another bowl, picked up the steamed buns and continued eating.

The feeling of hunger is becoming more and more obvious.

15 minutes later.

Feng Yi looked at the large porcelain basin with not even a spoonful of soup left and the empty steamer, silent.

the other side.

Uncle Mute came to the tea garden carrying a bamboo basket.

Overnight, many new buds sprouted from the tea tree.

The big leaves are full of water drops.

The dew slides down along the edges of the leaves, collects, and falls on the leaf tips, shaking up and down.

The morning glow penetrates the mist, forming strange lights on the clear water drops.

Uncle Mute looked at the tea garden where the fog was gradually dispersing with his old eyes, grinned, took out a special basket from the bamboo basket, carried it on his front, and walked among the tea trees.

Use both hands to pick tea at the same time, picking only the new buds of the tea branches.

Every time I waved my hand, many new green leaf buds jumped into the basket.

The arms danced so fast that only vague fan-shaped shadows and dense clicking sounds could be seen.

Cleaner than the brushes of a sweeping robot.

The clothes were quickly soaked with dew, and the basket was filled with leaf buds at a speed visible to the naked eye. It was poured into the big bamboo basket and continued to the next round.

When Uncle Mute came back from picking tea, Feng Yi sat on the stone ledge at the door in a daze, as if thinking about some profound philosophy of life.

Seeing Uncle Mute, Feng Yi came back to his senses and glanced at the time on his phone, "Did you finish picking the tea so quickly?"

The fog dissipated and the sun began to heat up the earth, but you could still feel a hint of moisture in the air.

Uncle Mute put down the bamboo basket and replied on his cell phone: "You wait two hours before going down the mountain. I will make tea and give you two cans."

Feng Yi: "...Okay, thank you Uncle Dumb."

I had no intention of going down the mountain immediately!

I want to find out more information!

But Uncle Ya quickly got into the process of making tea. He was so engrossed that he even put his cell phone aside, refusing to let Feng Yi interfere.

Feng Yi could only wait.

Two hours later, Uncle Ya finished his work. He divided some into two special jars and handed them to Feng Yi: "Keep it for two days before drinking."

Feng Yi was embarrassed even if he didn't pay for food, so he was about to say something.

Uncle Dumb waved his hand casually and entered a few words on his mobile phone: "It's not enough money! You should go back quickly. Someone will tell you about the rest."

Feng Yi wanted to ask about the ancestral home and the family tree, and he also wanted to ask about the old housekeeper and the great-aunt from Uncle Mute, but now that Uncle Mute said it, he really couldn't ask. What useful information.

It's obvious that they are chasing people away.

Feng Yi put the tea cans in, put them away briefly, and looked at Uncle Ya.

Uncle Mute made a gesture: Hurry!

Feng Yi sighed in his heart and walked out with his bag on his back. He didn't go far when he heard a voice message coming from behind. It should have been sent by Uncle Dumb's friend——

【online! Three are missing! ! ! 】

Feng Yi turned around and saw Uncle Mute typing quickly and walking towards the house.

The old man is really busy.

Sighing, Feng Yi walked down the mountain.

This time I didn’t wear a helmet or visor, and I put all my gloves in my bag.

He somehow knew that it was okay not to wear a helmet or visor.

The number of flying insects gradually increased, but on the way down the mountain, when Feng Yi passed by, those flying insects took the initiative to avoid them, as if they smelled some unpleasant smell.

When he was approaching the mountainside, Feng Yi saw the two people who sent him up the mountain yesterday.

The two people were lifting large boxes out of the car, then walked to the isolation belt and put the boxes on a machine. The machine would transfer the boxes to the other side of the isolation net and then pour out the contents. .

The boxes are full of mice.

Judging from their plump bodies and shiny fur, these mice usually live a good life.

Feng Yi went over to say hello to the two of them, but this time he didn't let them help drive him down the mountain. I have just completed a big event. Although the doubts in my heart have not diminished but increased, I feel much more at ease than when I came yesterday, and my body is not tired.

"Going back?" the two people asked.

"Well, who are you?" Feng Yi walked over.

"I'm feeding them rats. I have to do this every few days. It's a resource utilization. The rats are transported from the city. They're so fat. I don't know how much they've eaten."

After pouring another box, the two looked at the cauliflower snake on the other side of the isolation net.

"Why do you feel like there are so few snakes today?"

"It is indeed not as active and timid as the previous few times." Another person said.

"However, looking at the way they eat mice, they are still quite fierce. They don't look sick."

"It's probably because of the rain last night. It's still a bit cold in the mountains. It will be more active when the temperature rises."

When Feng Yi heard what they said, he also walked over and took a closer look.

"Aren't you afraid of snakes?" one person asked.

Feng Yi paused, then nodded, "I don't feel so scared anymore."

I'm definitely not as scared as I was yesterday.

Just like he somehow knew that those mosquitoes would actively avoid him, he also seemed to know:

[These foodies can’t hurt me! 】

In order to verify, Feng Yi took another step closer to the isolation net.

On the other side of the isolation net, a king snake with a body length of more than two meters and a trunk thicker than an adult's forearm was swallowing a mouse. When Feng Yi approached, it suddenly stopped and slowly turned around, twisting with some difficulty. The body moved further away, then continued to devour.

Not just this one, but the other ones nearby, whether they were eating or about to eat, also left quickly.

The two people in charge of feeding were extremely surprised when they saw this: "Why are you suddenly afraid of people? Aren't you usually very upright?"

Normally, this group of golden snakes would not stop them from devouring mice even if there were people watching. However, this was the first time they had seen this group of snakes suddenly so "shy".

However, the two of them didn't pay attention and speculated whether Feng Yi had been sprayed with snake-repellent potion or something.

Feng Yi left and continued walking down the mountain, and sent another text message to the driver yesterday. If the driver is driving and it is inconvenient to answer the phone, he can read the text message when he is free. If he didn't come back until he got down the mountain, Feng Yi would find another car.

Fortunately, the driver returned quickly and called directly.

The driver was deeply impressed by him, "As long as it's safe... OK, I'm not far from there now. I'll go there right away and wait for about... 50 minutes at most."

Feng Yi was not in a hurry now. After making an appointment with the driver, he was still in the mood to appreciate the scenery in the mountain when he walked down the mountain.

Also saw a hiding frog.

I heard that there are also frogs and toads in the reserve, but not many. Those king snakes were fed too many rats, which reduced their predation on frogs and toads, leaving a small number of them surviving on the mountain.

When Feng Yi arrived at the parking lot yesterday, the driver happened to drive over.

The driver looked him over and said, "You're in good spirits."

"It's okay." Feng Yi put down his bag and got into the car.

When the car left Xiaofengshan, it happened to be patrolled by people in the reserve chasing a "jailbroken" snake. The snake was opening its mouth wide and swallowing a frog.

Driver: “Tsk, it’s quite scary when a snake is swallowed up close, don’t you think so?”

As he said this, he turned his head to find resonance, and found Feng Yi staring out the window, drool dripping from the corner of his mouth.

driver:? ? ?

Feng Yi quickly wiped the corners of his mouth and saw the driver staring at him with an inquiring look on his face, and explained: "My classmate just sent me a message to go back for a big meal."

The driver suddenly understood and nodded vigorously to express his understanding: "Hey, me too. If anyone asks me to treat me to a big dinner, I can't handle it even more than you!"

After speaking, the driver warned again: "But remember, if one is illegal, ten will be punished! If you want to eat, eat farmed bullfrogs and don't touch frogs. Bullfrogs are very common now. They are big and meaty. Hey, I like basil best." Bullfrog!”

Feng Yi responded with a smile, and then gave himself a gentle slap when the driver turned around and started driving.

What's wrong! How can I feel hungry?