Chapter 28
“The best meal is not at the table.”
Xiaohua held Mingqiao's chubby hand tightly and didn't let go. Her little red mouth looked like it was painted with rouge, so bright in color that Mingqiao didn't dare to look at her directly.
"Besides, the banquet hasn't started yet. You won't be able to eat if you go back now."
Xiaohua's words were well-reasoned and Mingqiao couldn't refute them even if he wanted to.
He racked his brains, trying to find another excuse.
But Xiaohua continued, "Don't you want to eat wedding candy? Brother Chunsheng has a lot of wedding candy."
Ming Qiao: “…”
Ming Qiao tried hard to overcome the weakness in her legs and asked, "Shall we go find Chunsheng now?"
"Yes."
Xiaohua smiled and said, "I'll give you some of the wedding candy that's coming later."
Ming Qiao: “No need.”
He didn't really want to eat candy at the moment.
"let's go."
Mingqiao’s little brain is very smart. He knows that only when Chunsheng is found will his father and mother leave here.
So, even though he was very scared, he tightened his little face, took heavy steps, and followed Tiezhu and Xiaohua.
"Mingqiao, do you think this place is good?"
When Xiaohua was present, Tiezhu spoke less than she did.
Ming Qiao's palms were wet. He didn't look at Xiao Hua's face, but managed to keep his voice steady and said, "I don't know."
"I don't live here, so I don't know if it's good or not."
"Hehe, it's nice here."
Xiaohua recommended this village with a smile: "My grandparents said that our ancestors even had gods!"
"This is the fairy village. My grandma said that the fairies will come to pick us up in the future."
Ming Qiao thought about it and said frankly: "Daddy said it's not as spicy as the gods."
Daddy's original words were that the spiritual energy of Cang Xuan Continent was becoming increasingly thin.
Wanting to ascend to become an immortal is as difficult as suddenly being able to run ten laps in the valley; it is totally impossible!
"There are gods. There was a god in our village. The god said that he will take us all away in the future!"
Xiaohua still had a smile on her face, but her tone was much higher.
She emphasized: "As long as our village is still there, as long as the people in our village can continue to survive, the gods will come to pick us up."
Ming Qiao was choked by her loud tone and her face frightened.
"Okay."
Ming Qiao nodded and said, "I hope the gods will pick you up soon."
Mingqiao's words pleased Xiaohua.
Xiaohua giggled, took his hand and ran forward.
"Hurry up, let's run faster and get more wedding candies!"
Ming Qiao was almost dragged to run.
He ran only a few steps before he was out of breath: "Slow down, slow down, I can't run anymore!"
Seeing Mingqiao's flushed face, Tiezhu slowed down his pace and advised his sister: "Xiaohua, don't run too fast, Mingqiao can't keep up."
Tiezhu and Mingqiao slowed down their pace, and the curve of Xiaohua's grinning mouth became a little smaller.
She said, "Okay, let's run slower."
Mingqiao's physical strength is not as good as Tiezhu and Xiaohua.
He didn't want to be dragged around anymore, so he took the initiative to chat with Tiezhu and Xiaohua, hoping to distract their attention by chatting.
"Are you siblings?"
"My grandma said I'm the younger sister."
Xiaohua answered this question, but she didn't say it was a kiss.
Mingqiao felt that Xiaohua looked very much like a paper-made figurine, but if it was really a paper-made figurine, would it have a brother and grandparents?
"My dad said I'm not a sister."
Xiaohua finished speaking and added, "There is no mother at home, and the population is too small, so I came home."
"My grandma said I was the younger sister, but my dad said I wasn't."
Ming Qiao was almost confused by Xiaohua's words.
He tried to organize his thoughts, and a guess came to his little head.
Tiezhu doesn’t know if it’s a paper figurine, but Xiaohua might really be one.
At first there was only Tiezhu in the house. Later, the adults felt that there were not enough people in the family, so they kicked her out.
Thinking of this, Mingqiao's chubby legs began to tremble again.
He straightened his little body stubbornly and changed the subject.
"No, don't say this spicy."
Mingqiao felt that he really needed to take a break.
What happened to Tiezhu and Xiaohua sounds like a ghost story.
In order to calm his heart, Ming Qiao took a deep breath and decided to tell these two temporary friends about his own story.
Apart from his brother You Qing, he actually didn't meet any other children to play with him.
Therefore, even though Tiezhu and Xiaohua in front of him might not be human, Ming Qiao still decided to treat them as human for a while!
"You didn't see my mother just now. My mother is very pretty and hot."
When Tiezhu came over just now, my mother had already left.
So Mingqiao felt a little regretful that she didn't let Tiezhu see her beautiful mother.
"My mother is so beautiful and loves me very much!"
Mingqiao is a very sensitive child. Although his mother is not like his father in the past, she would often kiss his little face and say that she loves baby Qiaoqiao the most.
But Mingqiao knew that his mother was learning to love him little by little.
His mother would dress him, wash his face, and sleep with him.
He didn't know how to practice cultivation or refine his Qi yet, and his mother was teaching him very patiently.
In front of him, his mother is not a high and mighty immortal, but a mother who will eat with him, sleep with him, and live an ordinary life with him!
When Mingqiao expressed his love to his mother, a sweet smile filled his little face.
Wu Ye looked at the baby with a sweet smile, his heart beating violently and had not yet stopped.
His slender fingers grasped the wine glass, which tilted slightly and spilled a few drops of wine, but he didn't notice.
His thoughts at the moment were all on the word "Dad" he heard not long ago.
The little guy called him daddy.
The little guy called him dad in front of other children.
Wu Ye was a lonely man, without a father or a mother, and he didn't know where he came from. To fill his stomach, he fought with wild dogs for food, and to keep warm, he shared a coffin with the dead.
He is not like Qingheng, who is proficient in the six arts of a gentleman, brewing tea and playing chess. He is also born with spiritual roots in spiritual practice, with unparalleled talent.
He has little education, has read little, has ugly handwriting, and the only talent he knows is skipping stones on the water, and he can do ten skips in a row.
If Qingheng is the moon in the sky, then he is the mud at the bottom of the pond.
Qing Heng is bright and handsome, admired by everyone, but he is dark and cruel, and only appears to others with a mask.
Up to now, he has never even revealed his other identity in front of Qingheng.
He is not extremely Qingheng in any way, and is not compatible with Qingheng in any way.
It is most suitable for a beautiful baby like Mingqiao to have a mother like Qingheng.
As for him...
How could a man like him let a baby like Mingqiao call him dad?
"What a mess."
Wu Ye murmured and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.
Perhaps it was because of the spicy taste of the wine, Wu Ye's heart felt burned.
In the image recorded by the spiritual consciousness, Ming Qiao finished talking about his mother and then talked about his father.
"Mother loves me, and father loves me too."
"Tiezhu, the one who was holding me just now was my daddy."
The kid who couldn't call daddy in front of his daddy can finally call daddy as he pleases in front of his temporary friends.
He raised his little face, and when he mentioned his father, his little face was also full of energy.
Although the daddy now is a little different from the daddy in my memory who was more stable and gentle.
But Mingqiao knows that no matter which father it is, he will love him!
"My dad is the best dad in the world. I love him very much."
As Ming Qiao spoke, his cheerful little face dimmed a little, and his baby voice slowly faded.
"Daddy always asks me to call him uncle, but I don't want to call him uncle."
In order to avoid calling him uncle, Ming Qiao rarely takes the initiative to call Wu Ye now.
Tiezhu and Xiaohua listened to him talking about his father and mother, and there was a hint of doubt on Xiaohua's smiling face.
"Daddy...Uncle."
She didn't quite understand: "Daddy is daddy, and uncle is uncle. Why do you call daddy uncle?"
Ming Qiao sighed softly.
"well."
He is a kid who came back from the future world, and he really can't tell this secret to Tiezhu and Xiaohua.
He couldn't tell his secret to Tiezhu and Xiaohua.
Therefore, he could only give another reason: "My mother wouldn't let me scream."
When Xiaohua heard this, she immediately understood: "Oh, your mother doesn't want your father."
Just like when her grandparents quarreled, her grandfather didn't allow her father to call her mother "mom".
Ming Qiao: “…”
Ming Qiao opened his mouth, but in the end, no words came out.
The mother now really doesn't want a father yet.
"Mother will like Daddy in the future."
Ming Qiao held it in for a while and said, "He will like Daddy very much!"
Daddy and mommy will definitely fall in love with each other in the future and give birth to this cub!
The children can talk as they please, it doesn't affect their walking.
soon.
They walked through the backyard path all the way to the end, and stopped at the door of a small room at the back that was covered with happy characters.
"Here we are."
Xiaohua pointed at the door and said, "Let's go find Brother Chunsheng!"
Ming Qiao: “Yeah!”
The door of the room was pushed open and three children walked in together.
Ming Qiao looked around the room but saw no one.
He wondered, "Where is Chunsheng?"
"Here it is."
Xiaohua let go of Mingqiao's hand and walked to the tent in the corner.
She pushed open the curtain with great force, revealing a large red coffin inside.
Ming Qiao: “!”
When Ming Qiao saw the coffin, his chubby legs went limp and he sat down on the ground.
He said in a trembling voice: "Coffin, coffin!"
"This is Brother Chunsheng's bed."
Xiaohua looked at Mingqiao who was sitting on the ground in fear and explained, "Don't be afraid. Brother Chunsheng is not in good health, so he sleeps here. The coffin can bring good luck, and so can the bride."
After Xiaohua finished explaining, she reached out and started patting the coffin.
"Brother Chunsheng, I want to eat wedding candy!"
She was asking for wedding candy with her mouth, but her little hands had already started to dig into the coffin.
Ming Qiao, who was sitting on the ground, was so scared that his face turned pale.
After tapping the coffin a few times, the coffin lid slowly opened.
A man wearing a red wedding gown and a black hat sat up with a pale face.
He grabbed two handfuls of candy and handed them to Tiezhu and Xiaohua.
"Brother Chunsheng, give me some more. I want to give it to Mingqiao!"
"Ming Qiao?"
A hoarse and weak voice came out of the man's mouth.
He lowered his eyes and his gaze fell on Ming Qiao.
Ming Qiao: “…”
Mingqiao pouted and was about to cry.
"This is Ming Qiao. Isn't he very handsome? He tied our red string."
“It is very beautiful.”
After Chunsheng finished speaking, he grabbed another handful of candy and handed it over.
Ming Qiao was so frightened that he couldn't get up and couldn't answer the phone.
Seeing this, Xiaohua took the candy and stuffed it into Mingqiao's pocket.
"Okay, Brother Chunsheng, we won't disturb you anymore!"
"Let's go out and have fun. You should get ready and pick up the bride."
Xiaohua got the wedding candy and achieved her goal.
She pulled Mingqiao up and skipped out.
"Ming Qiao, let's go and see the bride. I wonder if she is pretty or not."
Xiaohua was eating the candy and was visibly happy.
Although Mingqiao's calves were shaking, his brain was still working.
He immediately caught the strangeness in Xiaohua's words.
"Does Chunsheng have any other brides?"
"Well, Brother Chunsheng wants to get married."
If one bride is not a good one, of course there will be a second and a third one.
The village chief said that all the men in the village must carry on the family line.
They want to continue the village's incense, and then wait for the gods to come and take them away.
Xiaohua counted on her fingers: "One, two, three, oh, I can't even count how many brides Brother Chunsheng has."
There were so many small flowers that he shook his head and simply gave up counting.
She smiled and said, "I heard that Brother Chunsheng's bride is also very beautiful. Let's go and take a look."
"A man can have only one bride."
Ming Qiao, who was being dragged away, puffed up her cheeks and said bravely, "Chun Sheng, it's wrong to do this."
Whether it is for the purpose of getting good fortune or marrying several brides, it is wrong!
“In our village, it’s right.”
Xiao Hua said nonchalantly: "My grandparents didn't say anything wrong."
The children continued walking, looking for the bride.
Wu Ye, who was drinking in the front, stood up.
He supported the table with one hand, with a smile on his handsome face: "You guys continue drinking, I'm going to go to the bathroom."
He said, heading towards the backyard.
The middle-aged man at the same table saw him walking backwards and shouted, "You've gone the wrong way. The toilet is not over there, it's in front of the house."
"Really?"
Wu Ye smiled and said, "My child just went to the back. I'll go find him and take him to the toilet."
"I just saw Tiezhu taking your child out to play. You don't have to look for him. Tiezhu will bring him out later."
The man ate melon seeds on the table and reminded him, "The back of the house is where Chunsheng gets married. We can't go there. It would be a taboo."
"Come here and wait for Tiezhu to bring your child out. We'll have a feast together and then go to my house. I have an empty room that I can lend to you."
The middle-aged man's words made Wu Ye raise his eyebrows.
It was the first time he heard of a wedding without guests being allowed to watch.
This weird village has so many problems.
Now that Chunsheng’s position has been found, Wu Ye is too lazy to pretend anymore.
"My child is weak and can't play for too long. I'd better go look for him."
Wu Ye said this and continued walking towards the backyard.
Seeing that he didn't listen to his advice, the middle-aged man who was cracking melon seeds slowly stood up.
The path and house in the backyard are just a few feet away and can be seen clearly.
But Wu Ye couldn't go in.
There seemed to be a barrier in the void, blocking the yard.
"Young man, I told you that you can't get through this."
The middle-aged man looked at him and urged him, "Come over and have a feast together."
"I couldn't get in. How did the people who were traveling with me and my children get in?"
Wu Ye stopped where he was and asked the man.
The man had talked the most with Wu Ye at the table just now, and at this moment, he was also the most patient, answering Wu Ye's questions one by one.
"Your child is tied with a red string. He, Tiezhu, and Xiaohua are all happy children. If they go in, it will add to the happiness."
"And the one who came with you is the one that Chunsheng's family wants to be their bride."
Wu Ye: “?”
Wu Ye paused and repeated, "The bride?"
"Yes, Chunsheng likes beautiful brides. He has a good eye for choice."
Wu Ye chuckled.
This sickly devil Chunsheng really has a good eye for picking. This time, he picked Qingheng.
"Send Chunsheng out to me within one stick of incense."
"And my child, and my child's mother."
"Otherwise, I will turn the living in your ghost village into ghosts, and the dead will be shattered and unable to be reborn."
Wu Ye smiled and raised his right hand casually.
In his right hand, a blood-red flame was dancing.
He didn't want a violent solution.
At the beginning, Wu Ye just wanted to come here, take Chunsheng away, and give him to Granny Meng as payment for the soup.
But now, both Chunsheng and this village made him feel sick.
From what Mingqiao and Xiaohua said, as well as his previous conversation with the villagers, he already understood what kind of village this was.
Many years ago, a god was born in this village.
Before the immortal ascended to heaven, he left some power of protection for the village, hoping that the villagers would live longer and wait for him to come back and take them to practice immortality together.
The villagers waited and waited, but nothing came.
The long wait finally turned into obsession. In order to wait for the immortal, the villagers either became possessed or refused to leave even if they died.
Or, they can continue the family line and let their descendants wait.
The brides who came to Chunsheng for the wedding, Tiezhu's mother who had passed away long ago, and the mothers of other children in the village who had also passed away...
Women here are just tools of this village.
Those who are willing to be assimilated and stay will still have a chance to exist. Those who are unwilling will be like the disappeared Tiezhu Niang and the disappeared bride, and no one will ever see them again.
The blood-red flames were still dancing, and all the villagers waiting for the meal to start in front of the table focused their attention on it.
They stared at Wu Ye expressionlessly, without a trace of fear on their faces.
They are not afraid of Wu Ye.
Wu Ye smiled: "I know that you rely on the blessings of the gods and the blessings of your ancestors..."
Even an orthodox immortal king like Qingheng had his cultivation suppressed in this place filled with divine power and ghostly aura.
"But I don't practice Taoism."
"I am practicing magic."
The ghost energy rising into the sky, as well as the divine power that had long been eroded by the ghost energy, were both nourishing nutrients for him.
A small cluster of flames emerged from Wu Ye's palm and instantly engulfed the entire village.
The more evil the ghost is, the more thoroughly it will be burned in the fire.
People with evil thoughts will be drawn into it the moment they are touched by the flames.
The flames touched the child and the woman, flickered slightly, and then stepped aside.
Some children were frightened and cried loudly, and the little flame would flicker, as if they were blinking and pretending to be innocent.
There was a small flame and some candy rolled up that he wanted to hand over.
Unfortunately, the flame touched the candy and melted it instantly.
Crying child: "Woo woo woo."
His crying seemed to get louder.
In the midst of the flames, the barrier that originally blocked Wu Ye disappeared.
Wu Ye turned around and walked along the path, and his spiritual sense easily captured Ming Qiao.
Ming Qiao is very busy at the moment.
He didn't know what was going on, he just knew that there was a fire suddenly.
"Put out the fire!"
It is common sense to put out a fire. So Ming Qiao found a basin of water and tried to put out the fire.
There was only a little water in the small basin, and Ming Qiao poured it on the fire, but it was of no use.
He was covered in dust and dirt from fighting the fire, and his clothes were all dirty.
Not far from Mingqiao, in a secret passage of a house that was not on fire, Qingheng was chasing two ghosts with a sword.
If he went out of the house at this moment, he would definitely see the fire outside.
Seeing the fire, he would most likely be able to recognize the owner of the fire.
Wu Ye's eyes darkened, and as the dirty little brat continued to add fuel to the fire that could not be extinguished, he quickly rushed into the room and went to find Qingheng.
"Qingheng, leave it to me."
The moment he caught up with Qingheng, Wu Ye reached out and covered Qingheng's eyes with a long jade-colored ribbon.
"Don't pick it."
Blindfolded, Wu Ye said softly: "I'm not particular about killing ghosts, I'm afraid it will dirty your eyes."
Qingheng: "..."
Qing Heng was stunned.
While Qingheng was stunned, Wu Ye had quickly burned the two ghost shadows to ashes.
His fire would automatically go out as soon as it burned all the dirt it was supposed to burn, and then return to him silently.
Before the flames went out, Wu Ye looked at Qing Heng in front of him and was not going to let him go out.
"Jojo is still outside."
Qingheng covered his eyes with a cloth, frowned slightly, and reminded Wu Ye.
Wu Ye looked at Qing Heng with his eyes blindfolded, and after a while, his Adam's apple rolled.
"My spiritual consciousness is following him. He is safe."
Wu Ye added quietly: "I won't let him be in danger."
His fire will also protect Ming Qiao.
Qingheng said nothing.
He didn't know if it was because his vision was blocked, but he always felt that the atmosphere at the moment was weird.
"Wu Ye, you——"
"Why don't you let Qiao Qiao call me dad?"
Wu Ye interrupted Qingheng before he could finish his words and asked a very abrupt question.
He originally wanted to tell Qingheng that Chunsheng had been found and that there were a lot of problems in this village.
But when the words came to his lips, he somehow asked a question that had nothing to do with Chunsheng or the village.
Qing Heng was confused by his question.
"W-what? What did Qiao Qiao tell you?"
Qingheng raised his head slightly, and his usually calm and indifferent expression revealed a hint of nervousness.
Wu Ye stared at the face so close to him, his eyes heavy, and repeated it again in a low and hoarse voice.
"Why don't you let Qiao Qiao call me daddy? He really wants to call me daddy."
Qingheng: "..."
Qingheng could clearly feel that there was a breath approaching his cheek.
He did not feel physiological nausea or rejection, but he still took two steps back.
He retreated and Wu Ye advanced.
As they moved forward and backward, the heat seemed to rise in the cramped space.
Inside the room, the adults were still asking questions.
Outside the room.
Ming Qiao was putting out the fire while looking for her parents. She was holding a basin of water and crying loudly.
"Mother!"
“Daddy!”
He was crying and pouring water on the pot, and his baby voice was about to split his legs as he shouted: "Where are you?!"
I shouted around but no one was heard.
The boy holding the basin of water stood in front of the flames and became even more desperate: "Don't let yourself be burned to death!"
"Qiao Qiao is here to save you guys!"
Two more basins of water were poured, and Ming Qiao was so tired that he freed his little hands and wiped his face.
He couldn't carry the water anymore.
The fire is still there and my parents are not here.
The sad boy sat on the ground with his buttocks, looking up at his dark face, waiting to die, saying: "Burn Qiao Qiao to death too!"
If his parents were burned to death, he would not live either!
The author has something to say:
Baby: Woo woo woo, where are daddy and mommy!
Dad: Working hard to gain a reputation!
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Don’t worry, daddy will come as soon as the baby cries!
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