Dress scandal
Yan Chan took two steps back and looked at the tiles on the wall that were covered with dust. She stood on tiptoe and reached out to touch them.
Yan Chan found a conch under the new raised tile. His eyes darkened for a moment. The conch in his hand was a little painful because of the force he used.
It even left marks on the palms, which became even redder.
What is certain is that this conch was placed here intentionally by someone.
The news about the four conch shells, true or false, spread in Fengdu Ghost Market.
The one in her hand is probably also used for confusion.
Yan Chan didn't want to do anything, so he put the conch back and patted the dust that had accidentally touched his palm.
Since there was nothing here that she cared about, Yan Chan didn't plan to stay for long.
......
The puppet moved its body, which needed lubrication, and made a "clicking" sound as it walked on the street.
It's a bit difficult to move your head, but it's also scary.
It would be great if it could turn its head back. Gao Tinghan looked at this terrible posture, jumped off the spider, and clamped the puppet under his armpits.
He strode back to Shiyatan.
The puppet's less flexible legs swayed left and right in the air, its head lowered but its face facing upwards.
Gao Tinghan simply turned his head back. The sight of it being rotated 180 degrees was really uncomfortable for him.
He placed the puppet next to Wu Chunlai, and the two of them leaned against the stone wall, looking as if they were in the same boat.
Gao Tinghan spread out his palms and saw that the deduced outcome still showed no signs of changing, and he couldn't help but frown.
Creating a clone wasn't difficult for him or the spirit, but...
Will the cloned her still be herself?
Gao Tinghan had thought of this before, but he gave up the idea after seeing that although Master Ya and Wu Chunlai had the same appearance, their styles of doing things were completely different.
It seems we have to use the old method.
Gao Tinghan turned his head to look at the spider that had grown to its normal size and said, "Go, get some forget-me-not flowers."
"......?" Me? The spider raised a claw and pointed at itself.
"What else?" Gao Tinghan curled his lips. He couldn't touch her, otherwise he would have gone there by himself long ago.
The forget-me-not flower grew at the bottom of the water, and he couldn't get down at all.
Although a part of it was open on the water surface before, it has been so long that it has sunk long ago.
"Tell me, which is more painful, the death of the heart or the death of the body."
"It seems there is no difference?" After all, the spider's brain could not think of any deeper meaning.
Forget it, why would he talk to a spider? He might as well ask these two sleeping ones.
Gao Tinghan turned his head away. There was nothing to be disappointed about this answer. The spirit had chosen one before, and he also chose one.
"Don't play too long, come back early." He reminded again with concern.
He knew that Spider would certainly take this opportunity to go and see the séance.
In this way, the only thing missing is the bones of the Wanfang Realm.
He lay on his back on the ground, looking at the starry night sky, which was the sky he saw through the Fengdu Ghost Market.
He could find a way to save the spirit, but he couldn't find a way to save himself.
The water drops dripping under the eyes, I don’t know if they are crying for Jiang Ling, Wanfangjie or Gao Tinghan.
He will not cry, neither in the past, present nor future.
I touched the water stains on my face and found out it was raining.
Gao Tinghan also stood up and leaned against the stone wall, his wide sleeves covering his legs that were curled up in front of him.
The stone wall was slanted, just enough to shelter the three of them from wind and rain.
Gao Tinghan couldn't touch water and didn't want to touch water. He had experienced the cold feeling of water before, and the impact of falling from a height didn't affect him much.
But the splashing water will scatter on various parts of the body.
He looked at the ripples on the water in the Stone Crow Pond and finally looked away.
He won't leave here until the rain stops.
Ghost Restaurant
Just as Yan Chan was about to go out with the packed food box, he discovered that it had been raining in Fengdu Ghost Market for the first time in a long time.
All in all, this should be her first rain since she came to Fengdu Ghost Market.
After all, since we are here, there is a ghost restaurant just outside Zuixianlou. It would be unreasonable not to bring back some delicious food.
She still couldn't praise the names of the dishes in the ghost restaurant.
Fortunately, there were sheltered places along the way, so Yan Chan was not soaked by the rain, and was just a little wet at most.
She promised Guan Zheng that she would go back early. If she hadn't waited so long for the food, she would have returned to the inn by now and wouldn't have experienced this inexplicable rain.
But she couldn't blame the chef of the ghost restaurant for being too slow in cooking, because that was a kitchen run by a puppet.
While the food is being stir-fried, you can also hear the "clicking" sound of mechanical twisting, which is really the characteristic of Fengdu Ghost Market.
Yan Chan hurriedly avoided a small puddle and almost stepped into it.
She stood at the door of the inn for a while before going in, just to make sure that the smell of powder from Zuixianlou was gone.
The smell was so overbearing that it stuck to her body for a long time before dissipating. I'm afraid the people living in there were all pickled in the smell.
Yan Chan pushed open the door and didn't see Guan Zheng at first. Fortunately, she heard some movement behind the screen.
"Don't come over yet, I'm changing clothes." Guan Zheng raised her voice while hiding behind the screen. She clutched the clothes in her hands, and a hint of red appeared on her face.
"Oh, okay." Although Yan Chan was a little surprised, he didn't plan to go over to find out what was going on, so he just agreed.
"Why did you think of changing clothes?" Yan Chan put down the food box in her hand and chatted with Guan Zheng in a casual manner.
She looked at the closed window; there should be no rain coming in.
Guan Zheng avoided answering, lowering her head and grabbing her clothes hesitantly, "Where did you go just now?"
"No...I didn't go anywhere. I just bought some food." Yan Chan suddenly became incoherent. If Guan Zheng stuck her head out, she would be able to see her wandering eyes.
She couldn't just say she went to Zuixianlou nonchalantly, could she? Yan Chan stroked the handle of the lunch box.
Not to mention Guan Zheng would think too much, even I would think too much when I heard about this place.
"Are the people there good-looking?" Guan Zheng tugged at her collar, feeling a little cold.
"Hmm!" Yan Chan quickly raised her arm to her nose and took a deep breath. No smell!? Could it be that her nose wasn't working properly? Or was Guan Zheng's sense of smell just too sensitive?
Yan Chan sniffed the other arm and even the hem of the clothes without giving up.
Really no taste.
"I went there to see..." She was interrupted by Guan Zheng before she finished speaking.
"Look at the skirt?" Guan Zheng bit the corner of her lip imperceptibly, and called Yan Chan to come over to the screen.
Yan Chan wanted to refute, but when he heard Guan Zheng calling him, he stood up and went over. It was just right, it would be more clear to talk to her face to face.
Before she walked across the screen and stood still, her pupils shrank. Yan Chan pursed her lips, and her eyes drifted to the bird on the screen, but she didn't dare look at her again.
Guan Zheng's mood didn't get much better, she just looked at Yan Chan quietly.
There was also a dress on the small table, which was obviously the style of Zuixianlou.
Yan Chan didn't care how Guan Zheng found out. She didn't do anything anyway. She just went to the backyard to take a look at the dry well.
"Can I change it for you to see?" After saying that, Guan Zheng stretched out her hand towards the small table.
Hearing this, Yan Chan turned his head back and finally stopped staring at the flying bird.
This dress looks like it has a lot of material, but it is actually quite transparent, mostly gauze.
Nothing is more alluring than vagueness.
The shirt was only held at the neck by a thin strap, and it looked shaky and would break if scratched by anything sharp.
Yan Chan pushed Guan Zheng against the small table and held down her hand that was trying to take the dress. The gauze skirt was held down by both of her fingers at the same time, rubbing against her hands, making them numb.
"I really didn't do anything today. I went to Zuixianlou just because I had a nightmare and was a little scared. I didn't even look at the girls in that building." Looking at the jealous people at home, Yan Chan could only try his best to explain.
Yan Chan hugged Guan Zheng and rubbed her face, squeezing their ears together and then quickly separating.
"I guess you're disappointed too. You didn't even take a look at me?" Guan Zheng pushed away the head that was leaning towards her and pretended to be angry.
The fingertips hooked up the hanging thin ribbon and wrapped it around the hand again and again.
The other hand clasped the wrist wrapped around her waist, pinching it lightly with his round fingertips, sinking a little deeper into the light pink nail polish.
"No." Yan Chan loosened his right hand, brushed off the hair that fell on the back of his neck and moved it to the side.
The red ribbon tied on it also fell down to the chest, with the end falling where the two people overlapped.
The tip of his nose touched the side of his neck, and kisses trailed down the back.
His hand passed through the front of his body and clasped his left shoulder, trapping Guan Zheng in his arms, with his forearm pressed inward, wedging in the softness.
"It's cold, let go." Guan Zheng lowered her head slightly. She leaned close to him and let in all the cold air from outside.
"Isn't it a good time to change your clothes? Let me hold you for a while longer." Yan Chan rubbed him again and closed her eyes in satisfaction.
"It will be warm in a while." Don't little animals often hug each other for warmth when it rains?
"Who said we have to change? I don't want to change!" Guan Zheng struggled to break free from his embrace, feeling both ashamed and angry.
Yan Chan rubbed his pinched face, not getting angry, and reached out to pull Guan Zheng back but missed.
This room is so small, where can I hide?
The two of them chased and played, almost knocking over the lamp, and finally both fell on the bed.
"What are you still holding it for? Why don't you throw it away?" Guan Zheng turned her head and caught a glimpse of the dress in Yan Chan's hand, with the tips of her ears red.
"A gentleman's word is as good as gold. How can you go back on your word, my lady?"
"I'm not a gentleman, so I won't admit it." Guan Zheng snorted and pushed Yan Chan's hand away.
She still remembered Yan Chan once said that from hair to toes, she couldn't let go of every part of her, and just looking at her was enough to move her emotions.
If she really changed it, she would not need to get up tomorrow.
Thinking of this, Guan Zheng felt a little regretful. She had just tried twice during the day, and now Yan Chan seemed to be very interested and didn't look like she would give up at all.
"Okay then, let's eat first." Yan Chan quickly changed his words and winked at Guan Zheng.
She rushed back from the ghost restaurant and made a fuss for a while, fearing that she would be in trouble if she waited to go down.
Although Guan Zheng was a little skeptical, she still went over. Yan Chan was not someone who gave up easily.
She kept watch until late at night but Yan Chan showed no signs of rekindling his activity. Only then did she feel relieved and rolled over to the side in the quilt to sleep.
Yan Chan heard the even and long breathing sounds coming from inside and opened her eyes without any sleepiness.
He turned his head to look in Guan Zheng's direction, leaving only the back of his head visible to her.
Guan Zheng sleeps very well and can only be woken up by very loud noises.
So Yan Chan didn't deliberately lower her footsteps when she got out of bed, but she was more careful when searching for things.
It would make a sound if you moved it slightly in your hand. Yan Chan slowly placed it on the bed.
He also hung the curtain on the hook, allowing the person inside the bed to be seen.
With the dim light, she wanted to finish what she had not continued during the day.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
