Chapter 17: A Ghostly Marriage with the Dead Bai Yueguang (Seventeen)
It seems reasonable and well-founded, but in fact it has no logic at all!
This village is much higher than the meadow. Even if it rains hard, it can't wash human skulls here, right? Besides, there's not even a circle of graves around. How could a family's ancestral grave wander so far away?
The successive shocks made Xiao Yingying unable to remain calm. She panicked and her feet were weak. "Yu Huo, Brother Tian... let's go back?"
"What are you going to eat when you get back? Porridge? Goodbye..." It was all stale rice that had been stored for who knows how many years.
However, when he mentioned the word 'porridge', Xiao Yingying and Tian Xiuran shook their heads like rattles, their faces full of resistance: "No, I won't starve to death even if I skip this meal."
Yu Huo nodded: "That makes sense, you two can go back."
Xiao Yingying wanted to leave here quickly, so she pulled Tian Xiuran to leave, but Tian Xiuran seemed to be rooted to the ground, looking at Yu Huo pitifully: "What about you?"
"Me? I'm not like you. I'll die if I don't eat a meal."
Tian Xiuran immediately shook off Xiao Yingying when he heard this: "Then I'll accompany you and record a video for you."
"Oh no..." Xiao Yingying was confused. She looked back at the deserted dirt road and felt even weaker. "Brother Tian, I'm scared."
Tian Xiuran nodded in agreement: "I'm scared too..."
"ah?"
"What? His courage may not be as good as yours." Yu Huo said sarcastically and walked forward.
But the next second, a scream came from behind. Xiao Yingying was standing there, bent over and holding her ankle, tears welling in her eyes, about to cry: "I'm sorry, I sprained my ankle."
Yu Huo glanced at Tian Xiuran, who was grunting as he carried the equipment, and took a step back cautiously: "Don't apologize to me. I haven't eaten since this morning, and I don't have the energy to carry you."
Xiao Yingying: “…”
Why are these two men like this?
Haha, she was so angry that she even forgot to be afraid!
——Hahaha, what a heartless man.
—I've committed countless evil deeds in the first half of my life, but now that I've fallen for a freak like Yu Huo, I've wiped the slate clean. From now on, I'll rise to prominence and wealth abound. Even the world owes me three points of blessing, as the sun and moon can attest, as can the laws of nature!
——No, what ancestral tomb? It sounds scary!
— Holy crap! That flash of a skull just now! Oh my god, was this done on purpose by the production team to scare them?
——Didn’t someone just say that slow variety shows are boring? This is exciting.
The other person was a girl, and he couldn't just let her limp along without carrying her on his back. Yu Huo thought for a moment and looked at Tian Xiuran: "You wait here with her, I'll go find something to eat?"
Tian Xiuran refused immediately: "No!"
Yu Huo took a step back: "Then I'll stay here with her, and you go find me something to eat?"
"Can't we go together?"
Yu Huo frowned: "How can you bear to let this little girl stand alone in the wilderness with a limp?"
Tian Xiuran was so conflicted. He wanted to say that he couldn't bear it, but he was afraid of being morally kidnapped. It was so sad.
Xiao Yingying wanted to say that she just sprained her ankle and it would be fine after applying ice.
But Yu Huo left in a hurry, and his back had already disappeared in the wind and rain, and he even left two umbrellas to them.
The rain fell uncontrollably, and the pine trees on both sides stood firmly in the wind, remaining evergreen year after year.
But no matter how positive it appears, it still doesn't change the fact that Songmu is summoning spirits, and this village, this village that suddenly appeared...
【Host, host, there are mushrooms on the ground.】
Yu Huo withdrew his thoughts, looked at the brightly colored mushrooms on the roadside, and said with a sigh: "They can't be eaten."
【Why? What happens if I eat it?】
“It will open the next life.”
You sounded so high-brow when you said the word "toxic."
“It’s called language art.”
Yu Huo raised his eyes and glanced at the few pigeons flying low in the sky that could not find a place to hide from the rain. His mouth was watering with greed.
"Ah, there's meat flying in the sky..."
Look how artistic he is in speaking.
Before he could finish his sigh, the pigeons suddenly disappeared right under his nose.
Yu Huo exclaimed, "Huh?" A strong smell of blood hit him in the face. Even more bizarrely, a large black umbrella suddenly covered his head.
"I didn't realize you were such a selfless Lei Feng. You'd rather get wet in the rain than let others down."
Yu Huo looked back at the evil ghost behind him. The ghost's fingers were long and graceful in outline. He should have been holding a paintbrush and painting, but he was pinching a dove that was about to die, and blood was dripping all over it.
"I'm being gentle and considerate to women."
The evil spirit scoffed: "Are men also within your range of pity and gentleness?"
"That's not the case." Yu Huo shook his head: "He has a weak horoscope, and if he gets sick, he will be more likely to attract evil spirits. Then I will be the one in trouble."
"Didn't you say you wouldn't care?"
"I said I don't care about you, but I didn't say I don't care about others."
The evil spirit was so angry at his trick of changing the subject that he laughed. He stuffed the big black umbrella in his hand to the other party and turned to leave.
But the next second, his sleeve was suddenly grabbed, and the other party's fingertips, soaked by rain, lightly brushed across his wrist, and seemed to be one degree colder than he was.
"Isn't that meat...the pigeon meant for me?"
“…”
The evil spirit glanced at the young man standing to the side and looked at him eagerly. The young man had long, straight eyelashes. Although he didn't smile, he looked a little affectionate.
But upon closer inspection, one will discover that the seemingly provocative eyes are actually filled with an unknown immaturity deep in the pupils, which is contradictory and subtly funny.
It's like a paper tiger that will burst with a single poke.
The evil spirit lowered his eyelids and stared at him as if watching a play: "Who said it was for you?"
Yu Huo was slightly startled. Huh? Why are you showing off to him when you don't give it to him?
Who taught you?
It's so hard to learn good things, but how come it's so easy to learn bad things?!
Out of revenge for the many times he had teased and provoked her, the evil spirit suddenly chuckled and said, "It's okay to give it to you. How about you call me brother?"
“Brother, brother, brother!”
Yu Huo was like a pigeon that had become a spirit, without any moral integrity at all.
This time it was the evil spirit who was stunned: "You shouted just because I told you to?"
Yu Huo said as if it was a matter of course: "Why not shout if there is food to eat?"
The ghost took a deep breath. This guy really didn't have the slightest desire to win. Who cares what moral integrity is? No matter what hardship he faced, it couldn't hurt his cherry lips.
"Brother, we agreed."
"......Ahem, no need to shout so many times. Do I have no name?"
Yu Huo stared at the three dead pigeons, secretly cursing them for being difficult to please. He extended his hand and deliberately asked, "Okay, what's your name?"
The dead pigeon that was about to be caught suddenly retreated. Yu Huo missed it and immediately changed his words: "Jiang Feng! I remember, your name is Jiang Feng!!!"
The innocent 945 who witnessed everything sighed and complained silently.
【Why do you have to do this? 】
Yu Huo walked back quickly, holding an umbrella in one hand and three dead pigeons in the other, while sighing silently in his heart: Alas, sometimes if you don't try to be mean, you will never know how mean you are.
【God's logic...】
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