I Want to Die, But My Ex-Husbands Won't Allow It

Ninety-nine ex-husbands, no fixed male lead. There are thousands of handsome men in the world; if one doesn't work out, just switch him out daily.

Su Diandian transmigrated! But the previ...

Chapter 119 Is there a ghost cooking in the pot?

There was no response from inside the stone house, only the strange chuckling of the human heads planted in the ground outside.

Shen Changhen, who had been jogging to catch up, chuckled along with the other people.

Su Diandian glanced at him sideways, "What are you laughing at?"

Shen Changhen immediately stopped smiling, deliberately put on a stern face, and then tugged at her sleeve: "My wife, don't be angry..."

Hey, this silly guy is surprisingly obedient.

Her eyes darted around. "Little Henhen, can you kick this stone door open?"

Her response was a violent kick from Shen Changhen.

But after kicking it, the stone door didn't crack; his foot felt like it was stuck in mud, and he couldn't pull it out no matter what.

After several unsuccessful attempts, he burst into tears, crying, "Wife, save me! Waaaaah..."

"Hey, don't make that pitiful little dog face, your great-grandson will laugh you to death if he sees it." Su Diandian said as she hugged his leg and pulled away.

However, the stone house seemed to devour people, constantly pulling them inside.

Su Diandian gave up struggling. Whether she walked through the door or was pulled through, there was not much difference in essence; both were entering the door.

She simply let go of Shen Changhen's thigh and slammed her head against the stone door.

Great, it doesn't hurt, and my head went smoothly into the stone door.

The stone house was empty except for a large pot boiling in the center.

Could what's cooking in the pot be a ghost?

She'd seen plenty of beef and lamb cooked, but she'd never seen a ghost cooked.

Driven by intense curiosity, Su Diandian quickened her pace to squeeze into the stone house.

Just as she was about to walk towards the dark stone pot, Shen Changhen grabbed her arm and said, "Wife, I'm scared."

Su Diandian tried to push him away, but when she turned her head, she saw Shen Changhen with disheveled hair and tattered clothes, his eyes brimming with tears.

She sighed helplessly, "You're really something, even when you're stupid you still try to take advantage of me."

“Go, lift the lid and let’s broaden our horizons.” Su Diandian said, gesturing with her chin toward the stone pot.

Shen Changhen shrank his neck and reached out to lift the pot lid.

Hmm? Su Diandian leaned out to look into the pot.

Inside the pot lay a white-haired, wrinkled old woman.

She clicked her tongue and said, "The owner of this house has really good teeth."

As soon as she finished speaking, the old woman in the pot suddenly opened her tightly closed eyes: "Little girl, your teeth are so beautiful."

Su Diandian could see clearly that the withered old woman had no teeth.

A sudden inspiration struck her, and she blurted out, "Old pig?"

The old woman in the pot suddenly changed her expression, jumped out, and stood by the pot, glaring at Su Diandian.

"You know that stupid woman? Let me tell you, my name is Yan Guan Qun Fang Sai Yun Xian, whose beauty surpasses all others and makes even the flowers blush."

"Yan..." This name is really a bit complicated. Who has such a long name?

Su Diandian tidied herself up and asked, "Miss Yanxiu, do you know where the owner of the stone house went?"

"That's me." Just as Yanxiu was about to lie back down in the pot, her gaze was drawn to Shen Changhen.

She looked at Shen Changhen expectantly, "Hello, handsome young man."

Shen Changhen frowned and raised his arm to punch her in the face.

Yanxiu was thrown back into the pot, and Su Diandian turned her head to stare at Shen Changhen in disbelief.

"Sometimes, I really wonder if you're genuinely stupid or just pretending."

As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Changhen chuckled foolishly and followed her into the pot.

Okay, it seems really stupid now.

Su Diandian's lips twitched slightly. "Are you two planning to cook a pot of this together?"

Shen Changhen blinked at her from inside the pot: "My wife, come too, my wife, come too."

Su Diandian ignored him, staring intently at Yanxiu: "Miss Yanxiu, are you amazing?"

"Of course I'm powerful. See those devilish heads outside? They were all after my beauty, and I killed them all."

"Hehe." Su Diandian laughed awkwardly, "Those heads include men, women, young and old. You must be a fan of ghosts."

"Of course." Yan Xiu became smug. "See? Your man is also captivated by me."

Su Diandian got back to the point, "Since you're so powerful, could you please kill me?"

Yanxiu scratched her ear, wondering if she had misheard.

"Kill you?" She stood up from the pot, looking at Su Diandian with the eyes of someone looking at a monster. "You...a living person? Did you come here specifically to die?"

Su Diandian nodded vigorously: "That's right, as long as you can kill me, this man is yours."

Yan Xiu's cloudy old eyes suddenly lit up, "Deal! I'll kill you right now!"

Eating a living person can add a hundred years to a ghost's lifespan.

A crescent-shaped black blade had appeared in her hand without her noticing. "Prepare to die!"

As the black blade flashed, Su Diandian's smile gradually widened.

But the black blade stopped in front of her face and did not move forward.

She turned her head to look at Yanxiu, "Why did you stop?"