Chapter 69

Leyuan had a puzzled look on his face, and Jongin didn't want his answer. He turned into a snake, coiling around him, around his neck, sticking to his ribs and waist, with its tail hanging behind him, flicking twice, as if it had a little temper, but it didn't do anything else, and it didn't have much strength, it even looked more like it was just acting coquettishly.

Leyuan touched Jongin's scales. They were black and shiny, like the scales of a snake, not similar to those of fish. They looked beautiful, but felt more weird.

Jongin tucks Paradise a little tighter.

It murmured, "Closer, closer, so that we cannot be separated."

Leyuan put down his hands and said, "Let's just watch the show. We don't know when they will leave. When they leave, it will be time for us to leave too."

Jongin muttered even more quietly, "Even if they leave, I won't leave. Even if they separate, I don't want to be separated from you."

Leyuan said, "It's up to you. I'm a little out of breath. Please relax a little."

Jongin reluctantly let go of Lok Won's ribs and instead used his tail to reach for Lok Won's wrist, and happily pressed his scales against Lok Won's skin. Lok Won felt a little cold, but it was hot underneath, and he couldn't help but shiver. Jongin quickly let him go, and when he touched him again, it was warm, as if there was nothing under the scales.

It's as if an entire snake that's bigger than a human is just a toy made of scales.

There were red marks on Leyuan's wrists left by the snake scales, as if he had worn a bracelet of a similar shape before but had to take it off because it was too tight. It was also as if scales were growing under Leyuan's skin. The marks gradually changed from bright red to dark red, and then to slightly black. It looked a bit weird, but there was no doubt that scales were very beautiful, and so the marks were beautiful as well.

Jongin whispered in Paradise's ear: "Just think of it as a small gift from me to you. Look, this is a bracelet!"

Leyuan said: "A normal person's bracelet is not invisible and intangible."

Jongin laughed and said, "How can we not see it? Aren't these the colors? We can see them clearly~"

Leyuan touched the marks on his hand, and Jongin put the tail into his hand. Leyuan pinched Jongin's scales and said, "Other people's bracelets are worn on the wrist, not from the skin, how can they be considered the same?"

Jongin replied, "It's good if they don't look exactly the same. They look different anyway. I think it's bad luck to look like them. What's wrong with that?"

Paradise asked: "Do you know what mentally ill people like to do on their wrists?"

Jongin asked tentatively, "Draw a watch that won't change?"

Leyuan said, "Yes, how different is this from a watch that doesn't move?"

Jongin said, "This can change color, and it doesn't need to show numbers. If you want to check the time from here, that's fine."

Leyuan sighed, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "Okay."

Jongin put his arm around his neck and said, "I knew you would stand by me."

Leyuan asked, "Who wouldn't be on your side? It's as if I've fought a battle with you and am still on someone else's side."

Jongin said, "Sometimes, you are like that. You stand by others and leave me behind. I am so sad, but I can't talk to you and you can't see me. Isn't that the case at that time? You don't want to recall it either. It's like I don't exist. Everything seems fake, except the pain. You still remember it clearly, and so do I."

Leyuan said: "Forget it, since it's in the past, let's not talk about it. It makes me sad when I think about it."

Jongin said, “Okay.”

It lingered around Paradise and said, "Let's continue watching the show."

Rakuen nodded.

After being kicked out of a store with their live broadcast equipment, Yuanmian and Lankuang, who were carrying the live broadcast equipment, turned around and walked into another store, which was a beef noodle soup store. The owner smiled and waved to the two people outside the door: "Come over and have dinner with us!"

The two looked at each other, nodded, and approached with doubt and asked, "We are going to broadcast live, can we bring things in for live broadcast?"

The boss nodded and smiled, "Sure. Just come in. I have beef soup, beef bone soup, beef broth, and beef noodles... What do you want to eat?"

Round Face rushed in happily, found a seat and sat down, saying, "Let's have a bowl of beef noodles! I'm not picky, but don't add ginger, green onion or garlic."

The boss nodded: "Okay."

He looked at the blue backpack and asked, "What about you?"

The man with the blue backpack put his food against the wall, sat down opposite the round-faced girl, and answered the boss, "I eat the same thing as her."

The boss nodded and smiled: "Okay, I'll make it for you."

Blueback nodded.

Yuanlian was excitedly checking the data of the things in his hands, with his head lowered and tapping the screen of his mobile phone. It seemed that he was not paying attention to the food at all. He was only interested in live streaming good things to attract traffic and viewers.

Blue Backpack looked at her excited expression and for some reason suddenly felt a little cold, as if they had come to the wrong place.

The boss came over with the noodle soup and said to them, "This is yours, eat it! Eat it quickly, or it will get cold, and it won't taste so good if it gets cold. And don't let the butter solidify into lumps. That won't look good either."

The two of them nodded, and the boss walked away, continuing to stand at the door of the store, waving to the customers outside, as if hoping that more customers would come and do business with him.

The two of them lowered their heads to eat. Yuanmian was talking while eating. When he was commenting, he suddenly saw a message pop up in the live broadcast barrage saying, "Look, there's a hand sticking out of your bowl of noodle soup."

Round Face was startled, looked down, and found nothing. She thought the audience was joking with her, waved her hands, and said with a smile: "How could such a thing happen? Don't scare me, I'm a very timid person. Really."

As she spoke, she lowered her head and continued to eat noodles and drink soup. Her throat was gurgling and her vision suddenly went dark. She almost thought she was going to faint. She thought, "Oh no! My live broadcast has not been turned off. Is this going to cause a live broadcast accident? I can't! I absolutely can't!"

Yuan Lian tried hard to open his eyes and put the bowl on the table. His arms were shaking. He immediately checked the bullet screen of the live broadcast and found that the bullet screen was refreshed with the same message: "We saw a black hand stretched out from your soup bowl. When you were drinking soup, it grabbed your hair and tried to pull you into the bowl. Fortunately, you broke free and were not caught."

The tone is strange.

Yuanlian began to suspect that the live broadcast barrage was not sent by the audience, but some unknown ghosts were causing trouble.

She frowned, thought for a moment, and decided not to believe the message in the bullet screen, but she also secretly raised her guard and planned to leave the store immediately.

Blue Backpack ate a little, and when he saw that Round Face didn't want to continue, he stood up and packed up with her and left the store. The boss took their money, waved to them, and stood outside. Round Face suddenly got scared, pulled Blue Backpack and asked, "Look, isn't the boss's behavior very mechanical? Do you think he looks like the lucky cat at the door of the commercial street?"

It would be better if you didn't say it, but once you say it, they are indeed a bit similar.

Blue Backpack looked at Round Face suspiciously and asked, "Are you trying to scare me into adding bullet screen to the live broadcast? I advise you not to. I'm already very scared. If you continue like this, I won't be able to work. Don't blame me for not helping you then."

The round-faced man shook his head. "No, I didn't mean to scare you. I didn't say that to scare you. I just thought it was a little weird, don't you think? This mountain is usually very beautiful, but now it's eerie everywhere. If the house wasn't intact, I would have thought it was a ruin where goblins and monsters played together. It was just a trick."

Blue Backpack asked: "What's the point of using a sleight of hand? To scare passers-by like us? We can't do anything about it."

The round-faced man glanced at him and asked in confusion, "Have you suddenly become stupid? Why else would monsters scare passersby? Of course they want to eat human flesh and drink human blood to kill people to cause trouble, isn't that what they say? In stories, monsters eat human flesh to nourish themselves, and monsters commit crimes and kill people..."

Blue Backpack nodded, "This kind of thing is indeed very common in stories, but have you ever thought about it? We are not in a story now, but in a mountain. If we call the police now, we may see the police. But in which monster story do you think there are police? Isn't that a joke? What monster can withstand the police! What is there to be afraid of? At worst, we can just go home."

Round Face thought about it and felt that it made sense. He nodded and said, "Okay, let's get to the top of the mountain as soon as possible and then go home. It shouldn't take a lot of time."

Blue Backpack nodded: "Don't stay here any longer."

The two reached an agreement and started climbing the mountain.

They walked for a while and there was more fog in front of them. Suddenly they found themselves back. Not far away were the same food shops. The shop owners were still inside, waving to the customers to come in or cooking inside and hoping that the customers would eat more.

Customers were sitting inside the shop, eating and talking, some were telling jokes, and those who heard the jokes were laughing. It should have been a happy and lively atmosphere, but the two people standing here felt that a strange atmosphere surrounded them, and the chill of fear rushed from the soles of their feet to their foreheads. They could hardly hold on any longer, as if their backpacks had suddenly become heavier.

The round-faced man, who was hesitant to speak, looked at the blue backpack. The staggering blue backpack looked at the round-faced man. They looked at each other and found the same emotions in each other's eyes. They couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness in their hearts, feeling that they were going to die here today and it was an inescapable fate.