He suddenly sat up and saw that the bag he held in his hand before going to bed was no longer by his side!

At this moment, the singing suddenly stopped.

He groped around with fear and finally found the bag.

The mouth of the bag was sealed by him before going to bed, and the bag he touched was still sealed at this moment. After he opened the bag, he reached in and touched it, but nothing unusual was found.

However, he really couldn't figure out why it changed the place.

He thought: No one has ever come in, right? If the patriarch came in and saw me sleeping here, he would definitely wake me up. It is impossible not to do anything to me and just move the bag I was holding. Others have no keys with door locks, and the patriarch should not give the keys to others. Could it be that the person who entered Muxi Pavilion had moved my bag? Singer?

At this moment, he suddenly thought of the situation where there were two steamed buns in his bag the night before, and thought to himself: Could it be... Could it be...

He thought: If it is really a ghost, why would the ghost touch my bag?

He suddenly recalled what he had silently recited when he closed his hands the night before, and felt that maybe the ghost wanted to eat steamed buns, but he felt that the steamed buns had not become smaller again before, so he thought that it was probably the ghost who moved his bag there and wanted to eat steamed buns but didn't eat them.

However, he did not want this to be the case to some extent. He was worried that if the ghost moved the bag there but didn't eat it, it might mean that there was something else, which made him even more frightened.

In order to comfort himself, he moved the bag as if he was sleepwalking.

Although he himself didn't believe in the possibility of comforting himself, his thinking did make him feel a little more at ease.

In fact, he made the bag himself, but he had never sleepwalking.

After he fell asleep on the ground and unknowingly pushed the bag in one direction with his hands and pushed it near his feet. After a while, his legs moved hard and kicked the bag far away. He didn't know the whole process until he woke up the next day after hearing the song. He couldn't imagine that he had put the bag aside at night.

At this time, he held the bag in his hand and thought: The singing was finally ringing again just now. The patriarch had not arrived yet, why did it stop again? Fortunately, it rang at least once again.

At this moment, the song rang again.

He heard the sound cold, so he sat on the ground again, holding the bag, and didn't dare to breathe too loudly.

He thought: If the patriarch could come at this time, the singing would prove that I did not lie to him.

Just as I thought of this, the door of Muxi Pavilion opened, and Tie Wandao walked in from outside.

His subordinates immediately stood up and wanted to call out "Class leader", but were worried that they would disturb "who", so they quickly walked towards Tie Wandao coming in, trying to walk in front of him and whisper to him. Although he walked quickly, he deliberately made a move and was still worried that they would disturb "who".

Seeing that it was daytime outside, his previous fear decreased a little.

Unexpectedly, before getting close to Tie Wandao, Tie Wandao shouted to his opponent in Muxi Pavilion: "Don't come here!"

The subordinate whispered, "Yes, patriarch."

Tie Wandao approached him and said to him: "I don't take the initiative to say hello to me when I see you. When I speak, you answer so little, and you are sneaky. Did you stay here for a night and don't take me seriously?"
Chapter completed!