Yan Chiyu put his arm around Wu Yue's shoulder and gently lifted her up: "Songsong, take a look."
"I won't look, I won't look."
Wu Yue covered her eyes tightly, refusing to pay any attention.
The young man turned his head and whispered gently in her ear, "Look at that face, doesn't it look like the village chief who let us stay here today?"
Wu Yue failed to overcome her psychological trauma, and Yan Chiyu forcibly pried her fingers open.
"..."
devil!
“This village is more terrifying than we imagined.” Yan Chiyu looked at Cheng Pingxi and Uncle Min at the door and shouted, “Run downstairs first, to Yao Ruxing’s house.”
At this moment, no matter how much Cheng Pingxi doted on his sister, he was definitely more concerned about himself. His sister was exceptionally capable and had Yan Chiyu protecting her. The people he should be most worried about were him and Uncle Min!
Before Yan Chiyu could finish speaking, Cheng Pingxi grabbed Uncle Min and ran off, moving as fast as the wind, even harder to catch than the wind tonight.
only.
"Uncle Min—"
"Why are you running so fast?! Uncle Min!!! Wait for me!!!"
Uncle Min, his breathing steady, responded loudly from the front: "Young Master Cheng, as a butler, daily exercise is a must. My physical strength must be at least five times better than that of my peers!"
Cheng Pingxi, "..."
Perhaps it was the thrill of the dangerous situation that made Cheng Pingxi, though unable to outrun the strong and robust Uncle Min, not fall too far behind.
The two of them ran desperately down to the courtyard.
Throughout the journey, Cheng Pingxi could no longer contain his admiration, his expression one of utter astonishment.
Whether it was a cabinet used as an obstacle or a locked wooden door, Uncle Min kicked it open with two loud bangs, even more forcefully than when he kicked his sister's room door earlier.
Don't say anything, his legs are still hurting and shaking.
After leaving the village chief's house, we came to a path overgrown with weeds.
After confirming that nothing was chasing them, Uncle Min slowed down and explained to Cheng Pingxi, "The Yan family is a family of feng shui masters, so in principle, the steward should also know some feng shui and talismanic arts. But there are only a few people in the world who have this ability."
Cheng Pingxi glanced back a couple more times. The wind rustled through the weeds in the empty space. In the dim moonlight, there were only him and Uncle Min. He quickly moved closer, following closely behind.
Then, realizing what Uncle Min had said, he belatedly nodded, "That's right, that's right."
Uncle Min turned around and looked at him, then smiled and said, "You and Miss Wu Yue are really different."
Cheng Pingxi understood what he meant and wasn't discouraged. Instead, he laughed happily, "Of course, I'm proud of my sister. By the way, Uncle Min, you haven't finished yet? What did you do before?"
"I was a fighting champion in an underground fighting arena when I was young." Uncle Min recalled his past with a touch of nostalgia. "That passionate past was truly exhilarating."
Cheng Pingxi: "..."
I understand now.
I'm just a piece of trash!
Cheng Pingxi angrily took out his phone and sent a message to Cheng Xuanwu.
When will I be able to have abilities like yours?
I need help urgently! (I'm waiting online!)
Or half would be fine too…(╥﹏╥)
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The second floor of the village chief's house.
Wu Yue stood by the bed, wanting nothing more than to bang her head against the wall and pass out.
That damn village chief isn't even human! What else in this village can we trust?
She gritted her teeth, trying to control her trembling voice, "Why are they crashing into the barrier when they know they can't get in?"
"Didn't you notice?"
Yan Chiyu already knew the answer after saying this: his girlfriend's IQ at this moment was less than a third of what it usually was.
He doesn't expect it.
Yan Chiyu grasped Wu Yue's hand; the girl's hand was unusually cold, a chill seeping into his palm, and the young man gripped it tightly.
“These ghosts want to suck the breath of the living. Look at their posture, the way their mouths are open, and they're drooling... It seems they were attracted by the scent of the two of us.”
Wu Yue felt disgusted! Terrified!
She took a careful breath, and very slowly realized a blind spot: "Can't you control these ghosts?"
Normally, those old ghosts, little ghosts, male ghosts, and female ghosts would have been scared away by Yan Chiyu long ago, but today, they actually persisted in trying to get close to them.
Something's not right. Something's really not right.
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