Chapter 115 Petrification

When he got up in the morning, Jiang Cheng took advantage of Chen Xiaomeng's washing up time to run to the bed and repeat the same trick, and then, as expected, he was caught by Chen Xiaomeng again.

But this time, because he happened to be wearing a rope, he whipped Jiang Cheng hard.

Jiang Cheng seemed to want to hide, but because of his position, he couldn't avoid it, and was whipped on his forearm, and the place where he was whipped suddenly turned red.

"I warn you," Chen Xiaomeng raised the rope in his hand and threatened fiercely, "Don't try any tricks, or I will beat you to death!"

Jiang Cheng immediately became honest.

After saying that, Chen Xiaomeng left. Judging from the footsteps, he should be going downstairs.

They agreed yesterday to meet on the first floor in the morning, and then wait for the village chief and his group to come and take them to Xiaoshijian Village.

After Chen Xiaomeng left, Jiang Cheng stood up and went to the bathroom to wash up.

In the mirror in front of him, the red and swollen marks on his arm were very conspicuous. After staring at it for a while, his expression gradually became subtle.

He caught a glimpse of a rope hanging on the wall, on which hung something that looked like a towel or a rag.

He reached out and untied the two ends of the rope, folded them in half and held them in his hands, feeling that the texture and weight were just right.

After walking down a rotten wooden staircase, Chen Xiaomeng came to the first floor, where several people sat around a roughly made wooden table with a pot of porridge on it.

She scanned the people at the table one by one, and found that everyone was there except herself and Jiang Cheng.

The seating position was also very particular. Pei Gan sat on the left, and Jiang Zhongyi and Yu Man, who supported him, sat next to him.

Zhou Rong was just the opposite. Li Lu was eating silently with his head down, and Penfold was there too, but his face was not very good, faintly pale, as if he had not rested well last night.

She hesitated for a moment, walked over, first served a bowl of porridge, and then sat at an empty table next to it.

She took a sip. The porridge was different from what she usually drank. It had a bitter taste and was mostly made of coarse grains. Occasionally, there were some very small particles that were too hard for the teeth to bite.

But as she lowered her head to drink the porridge, she suddenly felt a strange gaze coming at her from different positions.

This was her intuition developed in the crisis. She immediately raised her head and met one of them.

It was Jiang Zhongyi.

He was staring at her with a very strange look, but after being discovered, he seemed to be guilty and lowered his head to drink the porridge to cover it up.

At the same time, several other gazes also disappeared suddenly.

Chen Xiaomeng was puzzled. She did not see any threat in Jiang Zhongyi's eyes. Instead, her eyes were full of doubts, strangeness, and even amazement.

After not seeing them for a night, what happened to these people?

An ominous premonition slowly fermented in her heart. She seemed to feel something vaguely, but before she could investigate further, she heard intermittent footsteps coming from the wooden stairs.

She turned her head and saw Jiang Cheng walking down the stairs slowly, but his movements were very strange.

One hand was holding the stairs, and the other hand was holding his waist. His steps were weak and his body was shaking from time to time, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness or was physically exhausted.

As more and more people looked at him, the expression on Jiang Cheng's face became more delicate.

His face was pale, but unlike Penfold's paleness, his paleness was a little shy.

As if he was afraid of being seen, Jiang Cheng lowered his head and moved in small steps, all the way to Chen Xiaomeng's side.

At this time, everyone no longer concealed the shock in their eyes, including Pei Gan. He looked up and down at Jiang Cheng and Chen Xiaomeng, and his eyes inadvertently revealed a trace of envy.

It feels so good to be young. In such a place, you can still have the interest to do that kind of thing.

Chen Xiaomeng never thought that when Jiang Cheng had a "nightmare" last night, the people in the three rooms downstairs had such expressions.

They all raised their heads, staring at the ceiling that was shaking violently above their heads, and the "creaking" sound of the bed being unable to bear the heavy load echoed in their ears. Their expressions were like mortals looking up at God.

What they admired most was that just now, they heard the familiar "creaking" sound again in the morning.

Although it was not as long as last night, it was even more intense.

At that time, Jiang Zhongyi was brushing his teeth, and he almost bit off his toothbrush in excitement.

Benfu's throat rolled up and down. He admitted that Chen Xiaomeng was good-looking, and he had similar thoughts, but he would definitely not have the emotion to do such a thing in a nightmare.

He cast his eyes on Jiang Cheng, thinking in his heart that this brother Yin Yin Zhiping was indeed extraordinary.

"Help me get a bowl of porridge," Jiang Cheng looked at Chen Xiaomeng timidly, his expression pure and pitiful, "Can you?"

Then, without waiting for Chen Xiaomeng to recover, he whispered: "It hurts here, I was tossed too hard just now." He held his waist and pretended to be out of breath.

Chen Xiaomeng's face suddenly changed. It was not until then that she realized why everyone looked at her with that kind of eyes before.

It turned out that

The look she gave Jiang Cheng was full of murderous intent. If eyes could kill, Jiang Cheng would have died several times.

However, Chen Xiaomeng's rage only lasted for a moment. After a few seconds, she suddenly smiled, a very charming smile.

She reached out and slowly tidied Jiang Cheng's clothes. By the way, she also put the messy hair on his forehead back to the right place for him. The action was very intimate.

"I told you not to show off," she raised the corners of her mouth, and smiled innocently and cutely, giving people a different feeling between purity and charm. In short, Penfolds was stunned.

She continued to whisper and murmured: "You are not good at that, it's not just a day or two, why are you forcing yourself so hard?" She shyly hit the latter's chest, squinted at him, and scolded: "You are not afraid either sudden death?"

Everyone showed an expression of sudden realization, and then looked at Jiang Cheng with an expression of either sympathy or disgust.

Chen Xiaomeng's hand slid down Jiang Cheng's cheek, which seemed to others to be a sign of intimacy between lovers.

But only Jiang Cheng, who witnessed it, knew that she pinched his ear hard from an angle that no one could see, and the force was so strong that it almost ripped off the ear.

Chen Xiaomeng looked at Jiang Cheng tenderly, but there was crazy mockery in her eyes.

did not expect--

Instead of being annoyed, Jiang Cheng's expression became more and more pitiful, and he said softly: "What's more, it's not all your fault. I have to try new tricks every time!"

"I was shy and refused to agree, so you forced me to do it in various ways."

He seemed to be very reluctant to roll up his sleeves, revealing the purple bruises on his arms.

"Look at the good things you have done," he sobbed softly and groaned: "Forget about the whip, you still have to burn me with a candle. Fortunately, I hid the candle first last night, otherwise I wouldn't know about you. What are you going to do?"

Chen Xiaomeng was petrified on the spot.