It should be in the plot.

When the lamp wick tried to recall, it found its mind completely blank.

I don't know what Liu Pianpian is comparing herself to.

Their annual Gu competition doesn't involve using their own natal Gu, but rather newly cultivated poisonous Gu.

Nan Yu: "If we're going to compete, let's compete fairly and squarely. If we're going to win, let's win fairly and squarely. I don't want to know."

Even if you know, it's useless. You can't just pick any poisonous creature to compete with. Besides fighting, Gu worms also need blood to nourish them before they recognize a master. Before the competition, they will be tested. Poisonous creatures that attack anyone are considered cheating, and the opponent will automatically win.

Raising a Gu worm takes at least half a year.

Even if they know what insects the other side is using for the competition, they can't change them on the spot. They can't raise several at once for the competition, as that would affect the emotions of the Gu insects.

Song Xianqing: "Okay, have you eaten?"

The lamp wick replied indifferently, "I've already eaten."

Song Xianqing: "What did you eat?"

Nan Yu: "Isn't it unnecessary to report to you?"

Song Xianqing laughed: "That's really hurtful. Can't I even ask?"

Nan Yu: "You have the right to ask, and I have the right not to answer."

Song Xianqing: "So aloof."

Nan Yu didn't reply.

Song Xianqing spoke again: "Do you know what my name is?"

Nan Yu: "I don't know."

Song Xianqing: "My surname is Song, and my name is Xianqing. Do you know which 'xian' it is?"

Nan Yu: "..."

This person is way too outgoing.

It almost broke his composure, and he kept brainwashing himself: I want to leave, I want to leave, I want to leave, cut off all love and affection, cut off all love and affection, cut off all love and affection, I don't want friends, I don't want friends, I don't want friends...

"Is there something you need? If this is all you're asking, please don't come tomorrow."

"If you don't come tomorrow, I'll watch your game tonight."

Nan Yu: "..."

Song Xianqing steered the conversation back to the main topic, "Do you know which rank it is?"

Nan Yu sighed helplessly, her hand on the wooden lid twitching slightly: "I don't know."

Song Xianqing: "Give it to me, I'll write it down for you."

Nan Yu refused: "Please turn left after you leave and close the door behind you."

Song Xianqing didn't expect the little guy to be so indifferent. It's really interesting. It's quite fun to conquer him. He's just a bit stupid and blind to have his eye on that woman, Liu Pianpian.

The boy left.

Nan Yu carefully put away the Gu worms.

I washed up and went to sleep.

The next morning, preparations for the competition began. First, the health of the Gu was observed, and then it was fed a mild poison to ensure its strength. The Gu battle usually lasts 1 to 3 days.

If they are all still alive, then the period will continue.

Limited to seven days.

If he's still alive, he'll get a double first place.

However, this situation is generally unlikely. Toxicity, size, and appearance can all be decisive factors in the fight against Gu.

The back mountain is where they raise Gu poison. The competition will be held in the village, and tourists are usually prohibited from entering during these seven days.

It is located on a roundabout, surrounded by houses.

Almost everyone was wearing traditional Miao clothing.

It is now the 21st century, and most men do not keep their hair long. At first glance, Song Xianqing is the only exception.

Yesterday, he wore a high ponytail and a bunch of silver ornaments on his head like a girl. Today, he didn't wear many. He braided all his hair, wore a silver circle around his forehead, and silver earrings. He was wearing Miao clothing, which was mostly black with silver patterns and small bells that made a slight sound when he walked.

Anyone who didn't know better would think he was a tourist.

Men only wear a lot of silver when tourists are taking pictures.

Although his outfit was overly flashy, he was undeniably handsome.

Many unmarried girls frequently glanced at him.

Nan Yu couldn't help but take a second look.

Every time he glanced at it, Song Xianqing would catch him. He only dared to do it three times. The third time, he held back, his eyes fixed on the small wooden box in his hand. His mind was blank, and his hand unconsciously moved the lid open. A scorpion crawled out, startling him and causing his body to tremble violently.

I almost dropped the box I was holding.

The high priest beside him saw him suddenly sway.

Q: Are you feeling unwell?

Nan Yu coughed lightly, put the scorpion inside, covered it again with the wooden lid, and shook her head.

The young man opposite him smiled slightly and strode over. He first nodded slightly to the high priest, then looked at the lamp wick, a smile always on his lips. He was much taller than Nan Yu, so he had to look up to get close.

Nan Yu didn't want to look at him, afraid that she would be bewitched.

He turned his feet and walked to the side.

Song Xianqing initiated the conversation: "Nervous?"

"Xianqing, where is your father?" the high priest asked.

Song Xianqing is the clan chief's son. The competition is about to start, but the clan chief has not been seen.

Song Xianqing: "They'll be here soon."

After saying that, he turned his gaze to the lamp wick and smiled, "Liu Yu."

Nan Yu glanced at him but ignored him.

The more he ignored him, the more amused Song Xianqing became. "Why aren't you saying anything?"

Nan Yu: "..."

Song Xianqing: "Don't you like to talk?"

Song Xianqing: "Still ignoring me?"

Nan Yu showed no mercy, saying, "Can you please stop bothering me?"

Song Xianqing feigned a wounded expression. His face was so handsome that it was impossible to look away when he raised an eyebrow or curled his lips. The High Priest cleared his throat. Compared to his father, this child was truly a case of the student surpassing the teacher.

His father was a well-known handsome man in the village.

Many people secretly admire her.

By the time Song Xianqing got his hands on someone, he was sure to win over everyone, young and old.

Song Xianqing: "Heartbreaking."

This time, Nan Yu simply carried him on her back.

Song Xianqing walked around it, "Do you know which 'xian' I was talking about yesterday?"

Nan Yu: "What does this have to do with me?"

Song Xianqing: "I want to be your friend."

Nan Yu had never seen anyone so eager to curry favor with someone who was cold to him. He couldn't resist the temptation and didn't want to have anything to do with this village. The best way was to nip it in the bud by not befriending them.

The pretty little face remained cold:

"Sorry, I don't make friends."

Song Xianqing: "Why don't you give it to me? Are you afraid you'll fall in love with me?"

Nan Yu's eyes widened. He'd never seen anyone so adept at self-aggrandizement. But looking at that face, he felt a pang of guilt. He was also attracted to good looks; it was quite possible...

"What a big face."

Despite being scolded, Song Xianqing's mood remained unaffected. She still smiled and leaned closer, saying, "After all this talk, you still don't know which 'xian' I am."

Nan Yu: "Title or honorific title".

Song Xianqing: "Wow, you're so smart. Let's be friends. After the competition, I'll take you to see my pet snake. Its name is Lanyu, and it's very affectionate."

Nan Yu's eyes widened again. Lan Yu?

Intentional?

Then I thought about my identity in this world, which is Liu Yu.

Her face still darkened, and she asked, "Which lanyu?"

Song Xianqing laughed. He had been so eager to get close to the snake, yet the snake had taken the initiative to ask its name. So he also kept the snake in suspense: "Guess."

Nan Yu: "Can't guess, which Lanyu?"

Song Xianqing: "I haven't been to school and I don't know how to form words. Give me your hand and I'll write it down for you."

Nan Yu: "..."

Seeing that he didn't react for a while, Song Xianqing shrugged and said, "Then I'll go and see why my father hasn't come yet."