Sick beauty loses horse in thriller game

Chapter 560 Pingguling 19
After scribbling a large mess, Xingwang took the chalk and scribbled vigorously in the mess.

The chalk in his hand fell heavily on the blackboard, making a continuous squeaking sound. It didn't look like he was painting, but rather like he was venting his negative emotions.

Jiang Lai held his chin.

I have to say, this kid’s paintings are…very abstract.

Anyway, she couldn't figure it out.

It was only with Xiao Ai's reminder that Jiang Lai realized that Xingwang's painting was a scene of a group of people dancing wildly around a fire in the midst of chaos.

Perhaps because the painting is abstract and the artist belongs to the wild school, he painted very quickly and completed his work in less than five minutes.

Of course, it is also possible that... the painter saw other children eating with relish, so he... was hungry.

"I painted the scene of a sacrificial ceremony in the village." Xingwang explained to Jiang Lai and looked eagerly at the dining table, "Can I eat now?"

"Oh, sure." Jiang Lai said.

She looked at the abstract work with a strange style with great interest, and no one knew what she was thinking.

After receiving a positive answer, Xingwang walked towards the dining table without even looking at Jiang Lai, but instead devoted all his energy to eating.

When the other children saw that Xingwang had given up resisting the delicious food, they also told him some information related to the village, took their seats, and started eating with relish.

Looking at those children who ate like hungry ghosts, even Jixiang couldn't help but complain. Before Jiang Lai and the others entered this copy, those children must have lived a miserable life in the village, going hungry for nine meals out of three days.

However, looking at their strong physiques and rosy complexions, they don't look like that.

The physical condition of those children, and even the clean and tidy clothes they wore, formed a very sharp contrast with their parents' pale and thin faces, patched clothes, and haggard and tired appearance.

The questions that arise in little Jixiang's mind are exactly what Jiang Lai is thinking at the moment.

The two, one big and one small, were thinking about their own things, but were suddenly interrupted by the sound of howling wind coming from outside.

The originally clear sky suddenly became covered with dark clouds and a strong wind blew!

A sudden rainstorm is about to wash over this strange little village.

Jiang Lai frowned.

It seems that the opportunity for those naughty kids to finish their meal, go out for a walk, and get to know the customs and culture of Pingguling Village more deeply and point-to-point has been lost.

Fortunately, she had made some preparations in advance, and by asking questions, she was able to dig out a lot of valuable clues from the children's mouths.

Jiang Lai was thinking this in his heart, and sure enough, he saw a silver lightning outside, which suddenly cut through the sky, causing the distant sky, which had already been covered with dark clouds, to flash with flickering silver-white electric light.

"Rumble..."

Bursts of dull thunder followed.

When there was lightning and thunder outside, in the school cafeteria, there suddenly came a series of flickering sounds like the light in the sky among the dark clouds.

"Teacher, we are full."

The eight players, whose attention was drawn to the suddenly dark sky and the thunder and lightning outside, turned around. The children from Pingguling Village lined up in three rows and stood in front of them.

On the dining table behind the children, there were only dishes and bowls that had been eaten so clean that you could even see the reflection of food.

Seeing this scene, Lu Zhou, Hu Zhiguo, Zhen Zhen and Meng Fanchen couldn't help but gasp and took a step back.

All four of them are good at cooking.

Otherwise, Jiang Lai would not have arranged for them to cook.

In order to save time and quickly make the dishes they are good at, they divided the work and worked quickly in the kitchen with little communication between each other.

The result of doing this is... they accidentally cooked too much food.

More than a dozen different dishes, plus two large pots of rice, were enough to feed more than a dozen adult men.

Unexpectedly, those children were able to eat up all the dishes they cooked, not even a grain of rice or a drop of soup was left!

At this moment, all the children moved in unison, looking up at them.

Those little faces flickered under the light of lightning.

Their sinister voices directly increased the horror atmosphere at the scene to the maximum!
Even the experienced veteran players couldn't help but feel a tingling sensation on their scalps.

"Teacher, it's going to rain soon, so we won't take you on the tour. We want to go home." Xingwang said.

As he said this, he looked at Jiang Lai.

"Don't you want to know something about the village? I can tell you a few more things. The legend about the water buffalo has made the people here regard the cow as a symbol of good luck. Not only that. In the village, the most important thing for everyone is the children. For the sake of the children, even if they encounter a man-eating tiger, they will turn into a water buffalo and fight to the death."

"So..." Xingwang looked at Jiang Lai and said, "Those who bully children will not have a good ending here."

Jiang Lai:......

"What do you mean by that? Have I ever bullied you? Have you ever seen a teacher like me who is so serious and responsible, who teaches students according to their aptitude, who is loved by everyone and makes flowers bloom wherever they see me?"

Xingwang's face twitched quickly several times.

He didn't feel that he was loved by everyone or that flowers bloomed wherever he went.

He only saw a shameless, mean-spirited jerk.

After trying to manage his facial expression, Xingwang raised the corners of his lips and smiled happily, as if he had thought of something good. "Besides, today is the third day of March."

According to the information that Xingwang deliberately revealed to them, there are four days left before the Ox Festival is held in the village.

It is obvious that there is very little time left for them to operate.

After Xingwang finished speaking, he took the other children and left the school.

They walked very fast along the way, and as they walked they talked in low voices in a dialect that Jiang Lai and the others could not understand.

"Xingwang, didn't you agree to tell the teachers about what happened in the village? Why... why did you later join that group of useless people who couldn't control themselves when they saw a little food?" Baozhu said.