Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

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This is how we can barely maintain a balance between income and expenditure.

So as not to eat up all the old hunter’s food reserves.

Anle first lit the fire and poured the washed rice into the pot.

One couldn't hold it back.

My hands shook and I poured more than usual.

Anle washed a few wild vegetables, chopped them up together with the bacon, and threw them into the pot when the rice was almost cooked.

Cover the pot and simmer for a while.

Finally, sprinkle a handful of salt and stir before serving.

A pot of hot bacon and vegetable rice is ready.

Anle took a breath of the food fragrance and couldn't help swallowing.

Feeling even hungrier.

Even so, he was not in a hurry to eat, but walked to the old hunter's door and shouted.

"Uncle Lin, come out for dinner!"

but.

There was no response from inside the house.

Chapter 20 There are always troublemakers who want to harm me

"Uncle Lin!?"

After waiting at the door for a while, Anle realized something was wrong and immediately pushed the door open.

The door was not locked.

The familiar and strong smell of herbs hits your nose.

Anle looked around the room but didn't see Lin Shanbai.

Moreover, the door of the tunnel was tightly closed, and it didn't look like anyone was leaving from here.

"He...went out?"

Anle frowned, full of doubts.

"But why didn't you tell me?"

Anle has moved into Lin Shanbai's house for some time.

As the two got along better, Anle didn't say it, but in his heart he already regarded Lin Shanbai as both a teacher and a friend, a respectable elder.

Not to mention, he is also his benefactor.

There is no name of master and disciple, but there is the reality of master and disciple.

In Anle's impression, Lin Shanbai is not someone who would leave without saying goodbye.

After taking a look at the furnishings in the house, Anle hesitated for a moment and did not go in to search.

He knew that he might be able to find clues about Lin Shanbai's identity from it.

But since Uncle Lin refused to say it, why should he force it?

When people interact with each other, trust is the cornerstone.

There's no need to ruin our friendship over such a small matter.

But where did Lin Shanbai go?

******

Fortunately, Lin Shanbai was not missing for too long.

After Anle had eaten almost 70% of the big pot of bacon and rice, his figure walked in from outside the door.

"Uncle Lin?"

Anle spoke carefully.

He noticed that Lin Shanbai's condition at this moment was different from usual.

The old hunter's face was as gloomy as water, he pursed his lips, looked a little haggard, and had a hint of mania and gloom.

When he saw Anle, a hint of ferocity flashed in his only remaining eye.

But he quickly recovered and forced a smile.

"I'm not hungry, you can eat it yourself."

After saying that, Lin Shanbai had no intention of explaining to Anle and went back to the house.

Anle's heart skipped a beat.

It was the first time he saw the old hunter show such an attitude.

He was confused and puzzled, muttering to himself.

"Is it a ghost?"

"But it's a little bit different..."

In Anle's afterglow, a red skirt fluttered quietly.

He began to suspect something.

Are the villagers being possessed one after another really related to this evil spirit in red?

I just discovered the existence of the woman in red a few days ago.

Because of the inertia of thinking, Anle naturally subconsciously regarded her as the culprit who caused the villagers to be possessed by evil spirits.

But five days passed.

Anle discovered that the red-dressed woman's range of activities was actually very small.

Always hanging around him.

Moreover, he had no interest in other people in the village, including Lin Shanbai, and was too lazy to even look at them.

There is only Anle in his eyes.

It doesn't look like he would attack them.

In other words.

"The one who possessed them was someone else!"

Anle's heart was beating violently and his breathing was slightly rapid.

"I just don't know whether this is man-made or...some other evil spirit?"

He was tense.

The female ghost had tortured him so much that his nerves were a little weakened.

If he gets hit a few more times, how will he be able to withstand it?

"This world is too dangerous!"

While sighing, Anle poured the remaining rice in the pot into a bowl.

Eat rice with big mouthfuls.

No matter what happens, you still have to eat!

Never waste food.

When enough food entered Anle's stomach and she felt the fullness in her stomach, her nervous mood was relieved a lot.

The satisfaction provided by carbohydrates and protein is unmatched by anything else.

Today he ate the entire meal for two by himself.

Anle hadn't eaten so full in a long time.

After eating and drinking, Anle decided to go out for a walk to digest the food, and by the way, he went to the village to inquire about the information about the old hunter.

Maybe some villagers have seen him.

Before leaving, Anle turned around and looked at the closed door worriedly.

"I hope...it's not a big deal."

******

After the fight with Chen Zhuangshi and others that day.

Another impact on Anle Life is that the villagers have become much closer.

Neighborhood relations are becoming more harmonious.

Not only do they often greet us proactively with a smile, they also occasionally bring us small gifts such as vegetables, fruits, etc.

The value is certainly not very high, but the key is the thought.

This situation is like when Anle got promoted in the game company, he felt like he had a lot more friends all of a sudden.

and.

The villagers no longer showed kindness to the old hunter because of his protection, but out of the value of peace and happiness itself.

The difference may seem small, but the meaning is completely different.

The only thing that troubles Anle is.

The eyes of the young girls and widows in the village looked at him with increasingly fiery passion.

It was as if he wanted to eat him alive.

The matchmaker Aunt Chen repeatedly found Anle and told him that someone from a certain family had taken a fancy to him and asked him if he was interested.

Anle has become a little numb from dealing with it.

He experienced firsthand the troubles of being too good-looking.

Walking on the village road not long after the rain, the road was muddy.

The air is exceptionally fresh.

The air is filled with the fragrance of soil and a faint fishy smell.

The only downside is that the sensory organs are greatly enhanced.

I can always smell, hear, and see things I don't want to perceive.

As he was walking, Anle suddenly heard a small commotion not far away.

"Over there is..."

Anle narrowed his eyes and silently quickened his pace.

The riot took place at the doorstep of Chen Jiao's house, which he passed by during his last walk.

After what happened last time, Anle would deliberately avoid this place.