Alan explained while hiding.
He said he just visited the neighboring house, but his sister obviously didn't believe him.
Because the noise from next door has reached here, my sister has been listening to it all afternoon...
At first, the sister really didn't think that he would be her good brother until she saw him coming out of the house next door.
Now, she just felt angry and wanted to teach her brother a bloody lesson.
outside world.
The viewers in front of Allen’s live broadcast room didn’t know what to say.
Allen's talent requires him to have some weird XXOO, but given the current era of the dungeon, it's obviously not a good idea for him to do so.
According to some ancient Xia country sayings, you might even have to immerse yourself in a pig cage...
Now, we can only hope that Alan will restrain himself, otherwise he might really be beaten to death.
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Liangjie Town.
Inside Bai Ye Grocery Store, the uncle was lying on a rocking chair watching the live broadcast on the projection screen, which was showing Lin Ye’s live broadcast.
Next to my uncle stood several men and women, all of whom had frowns on their faces and were discussing with each other.
"Strange, there's no such copy in our archives, and the strange information inside isn't in the records either. Where did this come from?"
"Yeah, I didn't expect there are guys older than us. What era is this?"
"Is there something wrong with this chosen one from Xia Country?"
"Indeed, I see his forehead is dark, I'm afraid he will die young."
"Uncle Bai, is Xiaobai in danger? Can you intervene in this dungeon?"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone looked at the uncle who had remained silent the entire time.
My uncle had a cigarette in his mouth. He took a deep puff, then extinguished the cigarette butt and threw it on the ground.
"It's a bit troublesome."
The others' expressions grew serious upon hearing this. One woman asked, "Did they do this?"
Uncle shook his head.
"Probably not. It might be related to that strange fluctuation half a year ago."
Several people looked at each other and remembered something that happened at that time.
At that time, Bai Ye was still taking exams, and a few of them were having a meal here. As a result, a strange wave appeared, and they were sent away by Uncle Bai to investigate the source of the wave before they could eat a few bites of meat.
After investigating for a while, they finally locked it in a grave on the side of a mountain road.
Unfortunately, when they went there, the tomb was empty, with only a trace of resentment lingering around it, attracting crows to circle around for several days.
After that, I searched for a while, but couldn't find it, so I gave up.
Now it seems that the strange thing at that time may have hidden in the body of a human.
No wonder, no wonder they couldn’t find it.
"Will Xiaobai be okay?" a male voice sounded.
The uncle was silent for a moment, then said quietly, "If anything happens to you, nothing will happen to him."
"Come on, Uncle Bai, I'll continue investigating now!"
As he spoke, the man ran away.
The others laughed out loud, making fun of Lao Wu for being as cowardly as ever. The grocery store was filled with the laughter of men and women.
Uncle looked at Lin Ye in the screen, a strange look flashed in his eyes, and he switched back to Bai Ye's live broadcast room.
In the picture, Bai Ye is helping his sister light the fire in the kitchen. Sure enough, his own child is sensible...
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The world of ghost stories.
As the sky gradually darkened, Bai Ye was preparing dinner with his sister.
Originally, my sister wanted to cook porridge, but she changed her mind after Bai Ye took out the big bag of rice.
Tonight, drink thick porridge.
She didn't ask about the origin of Bai Ye's rice, as she knew where it came from.
As a good sister who dotes on her younger brother, how could she possibly report him? Naturally, she just pretended not to see anything.
There were still some wild vegetables picked in the morning, so my sister fried them too.
Bai Ye added some more firewood to the stove, leaned against it boredly, and watched his sister busying herself.
He looked at his sister and said seriously, "Sister, we are a family. You should tell me if there is anything."
My sister paused in her cooking and sighed, "We'll talk later."
After a while, the wild vegetables were cooked and my sister put them into a bowl.
The thick porridge in the pot was ready. Bai Ye took the initiative to serve the porridge and placed two large bowls of steaming white porridge on the table.
The brother and sister started to drink the porridge, as both of them had been hungry for a long time.
My sister drank the porridge in small sips, one mouthful after another, and soon finished a big bowl.
Bai Ye had finished drinking early, and he looked at his sister with his big, kazilan eyes.
"Sister, can you tell me?"
My sister's face was startled, she sighed again, and looked at a piece of wood carving above the stove.
"Xiao Yuan, this is my sister's fate. There's nothing we can do about it."
"Why?" Bai Ye asked.
My sister stood up and bowed to the top of the stove, then slowly said, "The mountain god's wedding is a centuries-old custom in the village. I can't keep avoiding it. For Xiao Yuan, for the village chief, and for the villagers, I volunteered."
"Xiao Yuan, you are not a child anymore. Stop messing around. If you have any problems in the future, you can go to the village chief."
"Okay?"
The elder sister looked at Bai Ye and told him the whole story. As she spoke, her eyes gradually became misty and her voice became choked.
Bai Ye listened carefully and understood the general idea in his mind.
Village custom, the mountain god getting married?
Is there really a God in the world? Bai Ye doesn’t believe it anyway.
The nine years of compulsory education were not in vain. Even though he is now in the world of ghost stories, where things such as rules and ghost stories that cannot be explained by science have appeared, he still firmly believes in his ideas.
God does not exist.
According to the nature of ghost stories, Bai Ye would rather believe that the so-called mountain god is just fictional, or some weird creature with heavy resentment.
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