After Xiao Hong invited the two to sit down at a small table, her gaze involuntarily drifted to the woman who had remained silent the whole time.
The woman was dressed in thick clothes, as if she were tightly wrapped in a small world, resisting everything from the outside world.
Her loose hair was covered by a white hat, which added to her mysterious aura.
The lipstick on her lips was particularly strange; the color and the way it was applied gave off an unusual feeling.
"Mother, look at that woman, doesn't she look like someone from the land of cherry blossoms?"
As Ma Linghua spoke, she peered intently, her eyes sparkling with curiosity and a thirst for knowledge.
Not only did she look, but she also felt a strong urge to go over and lift her white hat to find out what was going on.
He shifted his feet slightly, and his hands had already unconsciously reached out, seemingly without any regard for whether such behavior was abrupt.
Ma Linghua suddenly ripped off the woman's hat, instantly exposing the woman's face to everyone.
For a moment, the air seemed to freeze.
The man remained seated leisurely, showing no intention of intervening, as if everything was within his expectations, or perhaps he simply didn't care about the woman's current situation.
"Hey! Mom, see, I told you it was from the land of cherry blossoms."
Ma Hehua shouted with a hint of smugness.
The woman was biting her lip, her face as pale as paper. She looked very innocent and yet exuded endless fragility.
Those clear eyes were now brimming with tears, as if they were about to burst forth at any moment.
She lowered her head, her hands gripping her clothes tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force.
Her pitiful appearance, like a pear blossom in the rain, made people feel sorry for her.
However, beneath her delicate exterior, a fire of anger burned within her.
She endured humiliation and hardship throughout her journey. This man captured her, bullied her wantonly, and even stole her gold leaf.
She was filled with hatred for this man, wishing she could immediately plunge the knife in her hand into his chest and tear him to pieces.
Her body trembled slightly, not only from fear and nervousness, but also from the suppressed anger and resentment within her. In this unfamiliar environment.
Isolated and helpless, she could only use her fragile appearance to conceal her inner strength and determination, waiting for an opportunity—an opportunity to escape her predicament and take revenge on the man.
"Hehe! Not bad, I captured this woman from a camp. She's from Japan, and she's really fun to play with."
As the man spoke, a lewd smile appeared on his face, a smile full of vulgarity and obscenity, as if he were showing off something extremely disgraceful.
His words echoed in the small inn, making the already somewhat eerie atmosphere even more unsettling.
"Not bad! Kid, that's how a real man does it."
Ma Linghua rarely spoke, but her words carried a hint of approval and appreciation. She seemed to take this despicable behavior lightly, and even thought it was a praiseworthy "feat."
Just then, Old Niu came out carrying dishes and rice, a habitual smile on his face, as if he hadn't heard those unpleasant words just now.
"Guest, please have your meal."
He spoke calmly, skillfully placing the food on the table with natural and fluid movements, as if he were already accustomed to the various complex situations that occurred in the inn.
Xiao Hong went upstairs to tidy up the room, and Hua Niang looked the woman up and down, her eyes full of evil light.
Hua Niang stared at the woman, her eyes gleaming with greed, and muttered to herself, "This top-quality hide must be worth a lot of money."
Her gaze seemed to penetrate the woman's skin as she plotted how to extract more benefits from her.
"May I have your name?"
Ma Hehua asked the woman casually, her eyes filled with curiosity and scrutiny.
“My name is Mei Yezi,” the woman replied boldly, her voice clear yet trembling slightly.
"You have a sinister aura about you, you're not a normal person!"
Ma Hehua spoke with certainty, her eyes sharpening as she stared intently at Mei Yezi.
Mei Yezi was taken aback and startled, but quickly composed herself.
Her eyes flickered slightly, but she wore an innocent expression and said, "I don't know what you're talking about."
She tried her best to keep her voice calm, and her fluent Korean made it impossible to tell she was from a foreign country unless you listened carefully.
Her hands clenched unconsciously; she had to be careful not to easily reveal her secret.
His eyes began to dart around, not daring to look at Ma Hehua for too long, afraid that his gaze would betray his inner fear and unease.
The atmosphere in the inn grew increasingly tense, with everyone harboring their own thoughts. Mei Yezi found herself in an unknown crisis, and she had to find a way to deal with these suspicions and protect herself.
After having eaten and drunk their fill, the three members of the Ma family leisurely prepared to go out for some fresh air.
As soon as you step outside, you see solid ice on the canal, like a giant mirror, reflecting a cold light in the sunlight.
On the ice, there were some frozen fish, their stiff bodies lying haphazardly, adding to the desolate atmosphere of the cold scene.
Wolves sauntered around, their eyes gleaming with hunger and vigilance.
However, what surprised the three even more was the appearance of a group of ghosts.
Those ghostly figures lingered in the air, appearing and disappearing as if carrying a mysterious aura.
The three members of the Ma family were stunned when they saw this scene, and for a moment they did not know how to react.
“……………………” After a moment of silence, Ma Linghua was the first to come back to her senses.
She was always hospitable, and faced with this strange sight, she not only did not back down, but was also quite interested.
She pulled a handful of sunflower seeds from her pocket, her face lighting up with excitement, as if she were seeing a long-lost friend.
"Hey, it's been a long time since I've seen so many ghosts, we should go and have a chat with them."
As she spoke, she cracked sunflower seeds and walked briskly toward the group of ghosts.
He looked like he was just going to an ordinary party.
Ma Hehua and Ma Lihua exchanged a glance, smiled curiously, and followed behind Ma Linghua.
The two were already used to Ma Linghua's actions.
On the cold canal bank, the three members of the Ma family and the ghosts formed a peculiar scene, and an unusual "communication" seemed about to unfold.
"I've been dead for almost twenty years. Back then, I was still a virgin..."
"This place isn't very good. In the past, everyone relied on the river to make a living, but now... it's not like that anymore."
"That's right! This is what happened when they fell into the river and drowned."
"I heard that a monk wanted to buy leather from the owner of the Hongmen Inn to make some kind of sister drum."
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