Jiang Buhuan had been staying at Lu Qingjiu's house for almost a week. His agent had been frantically calling him to get him back, then trying to find out his location and physically take him away, before finally giving up. His emotional journey had been quite complex. If he hadn't repeatedly reiterated that he was fine, his agent would have probably called the police long ago.
"If I leave, I will die!" Jiang Buhuan told his agent, but he thought Jiang Buhuan was threatened by someone and promised to find more security guards to ensure Jiang Buhuan's safety.
"I told you, those who want to kill me are not human. Well, forget it. You won't understand even if I tell you." Jiang Buhuan knew that it was too absurd to talk about this matter. If he hadn't experienced it himself, he would probably think that he had a mental problem.
"If someone wants to kill you, then what is he?" Jiang Buhuan was driving his agent crazy. His star had been missing for a few days, and all his schedules had been delayed. He could still cover it up now, but if he couldn't cover it up anymore after a few more days, and his fans knew that Jiang Buhuan was missing, it would be a huge piece of negative news.
"I don't know what it is either," Jiang Buhuan said. "I'll just leave it at that. I have to go cook."
The agent's mouth twitched at this, and he was about to say something when Jiang Buhuan decisively hung up the phone. He looked at his phone and sighed deeply. Honestly, if he hadn't been certain Jiang Buhuan was in good spirits after the video call, he would have suspected that Jiang Buhuan had been kidnapped and imprisoned by his fanboy.
Jiang Buhuan hung up the phone and went to the kitchen to help Lu Qingjiu cook. He had been here for a few days, and the longer he stayed, the more he felt that these people were unusual.
Although Lu Qingjiu warned him not to go to the backyard, Jiang Buhuan couldn't suppress his curiosity and quietly went to take a look in the backyard. However, he only saw a bottomless well and several beehives, which emitted a buzzing sound. Jiang Buhuan didn't dare to go too close, so he just looked at the side. Who knew that as soon as he leaned over, a creature that looked a bit like a bee emerged from the backyard and shouted at the top of its voice: "What are you looking at? Are you a pervert? Why are you looking at us so secretly?"
Jiang Buhuan was completely stunned by the shouting. He stood there for two seconds, trying to explain: "No... I'm not, I'm just curious..."
"What? What are you curious about?" Bee said angrily, "I'm sleeping with my wife here, and you're looking around. Aren't you afraid of getting stye?"
Jiang Buhuan: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."
The bee said, "Go away quickly! Don't let me see you again!"
Jiang Buhuan was so stunned by the scolding that he felt completely lost, even beginning to feel ashamed of his despicable actions. But when he returned to his bedroom, he sensed something was amiss—was that thing a bee? But why could a bee talk? Jiang Buhuan immediately sensed once again the unusual nature of this house. But this was merely a minor detail. Soon, Jiang Buhuan learned that this family boasted two talking pigs, a cow that could produce milk in a variety of flavors, and a flock of incredibly aggressive and aggressive chickens. He had assumed that at least the people in this house were normal, until one day he saw Yin Xun cutting vegetables and slicing a finger. Thinking he hadn't noticed, Yin Xun ate the finger.
Although Jiang Buhuan, who was standing next to him, saw this scene, he could only pretend that he didn't notice anything, for fear that if he was exposed, Yin Xun would stab him next - he was just an ordinary person.
Although living here is safe, it is not a good idea to stay here for a long time. Jiang Buhuan has no intention of quitting the entertainment industry. Besides, this is someone else's home, so he still has some self-awareness...
So after Lu Qingjiu sent Zhu Miaomiao off to work, Jiang Buhuan found Lu Qingjiu, expressed his gratitude to Lu Qingjiu, handed Lu Qingjiu a seven-digit check, and tactfully asked him when it would be safe for him to leave.
Although Jiang Buhuan is a star, he is honest at home. He accompanies Yin Xun to take care of the yard and wash and cut vegetables every day. He has no sense of existence. Lu Qingjiu almost forgot about him. Now looking at his pitiful appearance, Lu Qingjiu found it a little funny. He declined Jiang Buhuan's check and said that he would help him ask.
"Brother, you better accept this money." Jiang Buhuan said bitterly, "I'll feel uneasy if you don't accept it."
Lu Qingjiu said: “No need, our family is not short of money for the time being.”
Jiang Buhuan: "You can use it to buy more meat for the boss..."
Lu Qingjiu said, "He can't eat so much meat, there's really no need. Besides, I'm just asking for you. Whether it can be solved is another matter." After receiving the money, the matter changed.
Jiang Buhuan was still very uneasy, but seeing that Lu Qingjiu refused to accept the money, there was nothing he could do. He could only pray in his heart that this matter could be resolved as soon as possible so that he could leave Shuifu Village. Although life in the old house was very warm, the atmosphere of the entire village was very strange. It made him feel like he had entered the set of a horror movie.
The next day, Lu Qingjiu found an opportunity to talk to Bai Yuehu about Jiang Buhuan. Of course, he spoke more skillfully. He simply said, "Yuehu, Jiang Buhuan has been eating at our house for so long. When can he leave?"
Bai Yuehu was chewing the green dates that Lu Qingjiu had just bought from town. When he heard this, he stopped immediately and his face darkened. He asked, "How much has he eaten?"
Lu Qingjiu suppressed his laughter and said, "Don't you eat with us every meal?"
Bai Yuehu frowned and said, "Someone wanted to kill him in Shuifu Village."
"Why?" Lu Qingjiu was stunned. This was the first time he heard Bai Yuehu talk about this matter. "Why did you kill Jiang Buhuan in Shuifu Village?"
Bai Yuehu said, "Shuifu Village is a boundary. In your human terms, it's the boundary between myth and reality. Originally, there were many boundaries, but as the two realms have been separated for longer and longer, the boundaries have gradually merged. Now, only Shuifu Village can pass between the two realms."
Lu Qingjiu immediately understood: "Is there something wrong with Jiang Buhuan's bloodline?"
"Yes." Bai Yuehu said, "Their family was once a family that guarded the boundary, but now they have completely integrated into the human world. The bloodline of such a family will become increasingly weak until it disappears. Jiang Buhuan should be the only remaining heir of their family."
Thinking about it this way, Lu Qingjiu and Jiang Buhuan do have the same background. He is the last of the Lu family, and Jiang Buhuan is the last of the Jiang family. However, Jiang Buhuan seems to be completely unaware of these things and has completely left this circle.
"Why did you let Jiang Buhuan die in Shuifu Village?" Lu Qingjiu thought this was a bit scary.
"The death of a guardian in Shuifu Village will pollute the border," Bai Yuehu said. "This pollution will have little impact on humans, but it will have a huge impact on us."
This was the second time Lu Qingjiu heard this word: “Pollution?”
White Moon Fox: "Yes, pollution."
Lu Qingjiu asked: "What do you mean?"
Bai Yuehu frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and explained, "It's the effect on the mind." Although this explanation was still a bit vague, Lu Qingjiu almost understood the meaning. He said, "So it's probably similar to how children who see too many bad things are easily taught to become bad children, right?"
White Moon Fox: "...You can think so."
Lu Qingjiu said, "What about Jiang Buhuan? Are we just going to let him live with us forever?"
Bai Yuehu said firmly: "That's impossible."
He was clearly disgusted with this little star who was eating and drinking for free in his own home. But he couldn't kick Jiang Buhuan out. If he left here, Jiang Buhuan would probably be killed on the way out of Shuifu Village.
"I will deal with this matter as soon as possible." Bai Yuehu picked up a green date, put it all into his mouth, crunched it into several pieces, and swallowed it cleanly.
Lu Qingjiu nodded: "Be careful, don't get hurt."
Bai Yuehu said, "Yes."
Lu Qingjiu finally had an idea in his mind.
The house was peaceful for the next few days. The spring sun was so pleasant. Lu Qingjiu cut up all the leftover sweet potatoes from the winter into chunks, spread a mat in the yard, and dried them in the sun. These dried sweet potatoes were translucent and very chewy, with more moisture than those roasted over fire. Since they couldn't finish all the sweet potatoes anyway, they made a great snack.
Lu Qingjiu used the extra honey to make a lot of desserts. Now that he used the oven more often, he was able to control the temperature better and better. The bread he baked looked almost the same as those sold in dessert shops, and the taste was even better. After all, the milk and honey at home were very special and could not be bought outside.
That night, Lu Qingjiu cut a bunch of chives and bought some fresh pork to make a table full of dumplings. Each dumpling had a thin skin and a generous filling, and even before they were cooked, they looked very tempting. Yin Xun really enjoyed dumplings and said happily, "It's Chinese New Year today, why are we making so many dumplings?"
Lu Qingjiu glanced at him and said nothing.
"Why do you look like that?" Yin Xun asked inexplicably, "Why do you look like you'll be able to travel on your journey after eating these dumplings... um." Before he could finish his words, Lu Qingjiu covered his mouth.
"Shut up and eat your dumplings well." Lu Qingjiu said in a low voice.
Yin Xun showed a look of fear and whispered, "Who in my family is going on the road?" He pointed at himself and said, "It can't be me, right?" Is he finally going to shed his status as a reserve grain and become food on the table?
Lu Qingjiu: "Whoever wants to eat you will probably get diarrhea."
Yin Xun: “…”
Lu Qingjiu: "I want to eat Jiang Buhuan... Bah, bah, bah, who said I want to eat people."
Yin Xun: "What's that for?"
Lu Qingjiu said: "Why are you asking so many questions? Aren't the dumplings delicious?"
Yin Xun felt that this made some sense. Since he was not the one eating, why was he asking so many questions? Wouldn't it be better for him to just eat his own dumplings?
Jiang Buhuan didn't even realize he was about to hit the road. He stared at the dumplings in the pot, his mouth watering. To be honest, he had eaten a lot of good food, but the food made by Lu Qingjiu was always delicious. Just take this ordinary-looking dumpling as an example. He just tasted one and it was incredibly delicious. And it wasn't the kind of deliciousness that was added with MSG, but the flavor of the ingredients themselves. The perfect blend of leeks and meat, with a little vinegar and minced garlic, was simply soul-stirring.
But apart from Jiaozi, the look from Yin Xun standing next to him always made him feel a little strange. Jiang Buhuan was very sensitive to people's eyes, and turned his head inexplicably: "Why are you always looking at me?"
Yin Xun thought, isn't this a kind of pity for the same food, but he didn't dare to say it, he just said, "Isn't this because you look good?"
It was the first time that Jiang Buhuan was praised like this by a non-human, and he actually felt a little embarrassed: "Oh, thank you."
"You're welcome." Yin Xun said, "Nice to meet you."
Jiang Buhuan: “…” What’s with that tone of yours that says, “I’m going to die soon.”
However, in front of the delicious dumplings, Jiang Buhuan didn't think much about it. When the dumplings were served on the table, Lu Qingjiu first served Jiang Buhuan a large bowl, and then said with a kind smile: "Child, eat, eat more."
Jiang Buhuan: "Hmm...good." He took a bite, a bright smile on his face, "It smells so good." The dumpling was full of stuffing, and the gravy flowed out with a light bite. Although it was a little hot, it was still delicious and made people unable to close their mouths. He ate one by one and couldn't stop.
Lu Qingjiu cooked a generous portion of rice, including some leeks and shrimp filling. Jiang Buhuan ate it with such satisfaction that his stomach bulged. He hadn't restricted his diet at all during this time, and had gained weight. This might not have affected a normal person, but the camera was very demanding. Who knew what kind of inhumane abuse he would face from his agent when he returned home?
Thinking about the life he would live in the future, Jiang Buhuan forced another pill into his stomach which was already full.
Lu Qingjiu didn't try to persuade him and just let him eat, even helping him to serve dumplings from time to time. His gentle expression made Yin Xun, who was sitting next to him, shudder. He secretly told himself to be careful of Lu Qingjiu with this expression in the future - it was the most terrifying thing for a gentle person to suddenly turn dark inside.
Jiang Buhuan was too full and sat in a chair to digest his food. Lu Qingjiu said, "Do you want to go for a walk outside to help digest it?"
Jiang Buhuan wanted to refuse, but under Lu Qingjiu's sincere gaze, he couldn't bear to say no, and said, "Okay, I'll go for a walk."
Lu Qingjiu said: “Well, go ahead.”
Jiang Buhuan then slowly walked out. He was actually quite afraid of the whole village, so even if he went out for a walk, he would usually stay near Lu Qing's restaurant. He would not stray too far, just wandering around the house. Now that spring had arrived, the sky was gradually getting darker. At this moment, the gorgeous sunset was still hanging on the horizon. This was why Jiang Buhuan dared to go out for a walk. If it were dark, he would never dare to leave Lu Qing's restaurant.
There weren't many residents near Lu Qing's restaurant, basically only Li Xiaoyu's family. Jiang Buhuan had seen that child before, and he was quite cute. However, because he had a prejudice against Shuifu Village, Jiang Buhuan didn't dare to talk to him.
After walking to where Lu Qingjiu parked his pickup truck and walking around it for a few times, Jiang Buhuan felt a little better in his stomach and decided to go back.
But as he walked back, he felt something was amiss. Thinking carefully, he realized that the sky, which had been bright above him, had suddenly gone dark. Jiang Buhuan looked up and saw a dark cloud looming over Shuifu Village, obscuring the afterglow of the setting sun. In an instant, everything around him was pitch black, and he couldn't see his hand in front of him.
Jiang Buhuan's heart was pounding, and his bad premonition became stronger. He knew something was wrong, so he took out his cell phone and barely illuminated the road in front of him, then ran towards the yard of Lu Qing's restaurant.
However, the yard that was right next to him could not be found. Jiang Buhuan ran out of breath, but still could not see the shadow of the yard. He tried to use his mobile phone to illuminate the surroundings to find the way back, but found that the environment around him became very unfamiliar, as if he had never been there before.
"Is there anyone here? Is there anyone here? Help, help!" Jiang Buhuan screamed in horror. Although he was panting, he still didn't dare to stop and continued to stagger forward. However, the darkness posed an obstacle to his walking. After running forward for dozens of steps, Jiang Buhuan was tripped by a stone and fell to the ground.
After he fell, he had wanted to get up quickly, but when he looked up, he was shocked by the scene above him. Above him, a swirling cloud gathered, rolling and surging like the sea. In the center of the cloud was a huge eye. The eye was yellow, and the pupil was erect like a cold-blooded animal, staring coldly at Jiang Buhuan.
"Ah—" Jiang Buhuan was frozen in place by this gaze. He watched the dark clouds constantly shift, eventually forming a massive dragon claw. Then, the yellow eye blinked, and the giant claw swooped down directly at Jiang Buhuan. This overwhelming momentum left Jiang Buhuan without the courage to struggle. He sat there dumbfounded, like a frightened rabbit, facing a ferocious predator whose strength was completely unmatched, and could only wait to be slaughtered.
But at that moment, the Buddha statue on his chest suddenly emitted a bright light, enveloping him completely. The dragon's claws, accompanied by a whistling wind, pressed down heavily, about to crush Jiang Buhuan. Jiang Buhuan was so frightened that he even forgot to close his eyes. Then, Jiang Buhuan heard a dragon's roar. As the dragon roared, the dragon's claws seemed to encounter an obstacle and stopped in mid-air.
Then, a black mist rose from the ground, and a low humming sound was heard from the black mist. As the humming sounded, the dragon claws gathered from the clouds slowly dissipated in front of Jiang Buhuan's eyes.
However, this was only the beginning. The owner of those yellow eyes seemed enraged. The clouds began to churn violently, and then a deep black claw stretched out from behind them, tearing a huge hole in the sky, revealing the sunset glow. The black fog on the ground also began to rise into the sky. When the black fog dissipated in mid-air, Jiang Buhuan finally got a clear view of the giant beast hidden within.
It was a remarkably beautiful black dragon, its body immensely long. Its massive white horns and majestic head filled half the sky. Its black scales, illuminated by the rosy glow of the sunset, reflected a dazzling light. Every inch of its form was immaculate, like the finest sculpture in the hands of an artist. Yet no artist could have sculpted such a flawless creature; it was a gift from heaven, breathtakingly beautiful.
Jiang Buhuan was stunned, all his attention was attracted by the giant dragon. Then, the giant beast in the clouds also appeared in front of Jiang Buhuan. It looked somewhat similar to the giant dragon, but it seemed to have a black iron sword in its mouth, and the dragon horns were not beautiful white but black. When it saw the giant dragon, it let out a dull roar.
The clouds churned and churned, and the two dragons collided. Their teeth, bodies, and claws were all sharp weapons. No feints were made; this was a clash of primal power. Jiang Buhuan couldn't bear it anymore. Under the influence of the dragon, blood began to flow from his nose and mouth, and his vision began to blur.
If it weren't for the cover beside him, he might have died long ago, but he was not feeling well now. For the sake of his own life, he didn't dare to continue watching and even reached out to cover his ears.
Although he could no longer see them, the sounds of fighting continued overhead, even accompanied by a patter of rain and the clatter of falling debris. With his previous experience, Jiang Buhuan knew that these were dragon blood and fragments. He was terrified and worried, fearing that the black dragon in the fog would be at a disadvantage.
Jiang Buhuan curled up into a ball, listening, and actually fell asleep. When he woke up, everything was quiet, the sky was calm again, the light that enveloped him was gone, and there was no blood or scales on the ground. If there was no dried blood between his mouth and nose, he would probably think it was a bizarre dream.
But the surrounding environment had indeed returned to the familiar appearance he was familiar with. Jiang Buhuan got up from the ground and felt a pain in his chest. He coughed a few times and coughed up lumps of blood from his throat.
Fortunately, after coughing it out, the pain was relieved a lot. Jiang Buhuan staggered and walked towards the Lu residence. When he reached the door, he heard Lu Qingjiu's anxious voice: "Yuehu, Yuehu, are you okay?"
"It's okay." Bai Yuehu's voice was light and airy, like clouds in the wind, which would soon dissipate. He said, "I need to rest. Don't disturb me."
"Okay, go and rest." Lu Qingjiu knew that Bai Yuehu had experienced a fierce battle. He was very worried, but there was little he could do. "I'll prepare some food for you."
This time, Bai Yuehu didn't go to the yard, but walked into the bedroom. As soon as he entered, he fell on the bed without even changing his blood-stained clothes. No matter what, he would at least change out of this blood-stained black robe before going to bed.
Jiang Buhuan slowly walked into the room. Lu Qingjiu also saw him with blood all over his face. Lu Qingjiu hurriedly asked, "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine..." Jiang Buhuan said with difficulty, "Is Bai Yuehu's injury serious?"
Lu Qingjiu smiled bitterly: "I don't know either, I hope it's nothing serious."
Jiang Buhuan said, "I saw him fighting with another dragon."
Lu Qingjiu asked: "Another dragon?"
Jiang Buhuan said, "Well, what's wrong?"
Lu Qingjiu was a little confused: "Have you seen the prototype of the White Moon Fox?"
Jiang Buhuan: "I saw it, what's wrong?" He was stunned.
Lu Qingjiu: "What's it like?"
Jiang Buhuan: "It looks like a dragon..." He was a little confused.
Lu Qingjiu hesitated to speak, but in the end he said nothing and turned around to make food for Baiyue Fox. His fox spirit was still injured. Although he was very curious, he decided to study what kind of dragon Baiyue Fox was later.
The author has something to say: Lu Qingjiu: What made you suffer such serious injuries in order to save Jiang Buhuan? Was it love?
White Moon Fox: No, it’s to protect food.
Jiang Buhuan: Wuuuuuuuuuu
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