Chapter 410: Little girl, did you marry here voluntarily?
Ye Xiaoman felt that Jing Zhui was even more talkative than her.
Just tell her directly that she is not qualified to know the core secrets. What good things in this world are there that she dare not take away with her?
He didn't take his warning seriously at all.
Jing Zhui reiterated to her the urgency of time: "You only have three days."
Ye Xiaoman: "Ah?"
Jing Zhui said, "The flow of time in your memory is different from that in the outside world. Three days, at most I can extend it to three months."
A fishy wind like that of a ferocious beast passed by my side.
Jing Zhui promised, "If you complete this deal, the Taotie beast outside will reward you."
Ye Xiaoman dragged out her voice reluctantly: "Okay, boss. If you have any requests, please feel free to ask. It's my honor to serve you."
She will try her best to get the Taotie beast, and exchange it for cultivation resources when she gets the big monster. When she becomes strong, she will come to kill Jing Zhui.
Fragments of memory and countless human voices intertwined together, like boiling water that kept boiling higher and higher. After the sharp decibels reached the highest point, it was like a string that suddenly broke, and silence returned to the ears.
Jing Zhui let Ye Xiaoman go. Ye Xiaoman rubbed her eyes, and the scene became clearer from blurry.
In front of me are several farmhouses with low walls made of straw and mud. There are short fences in front of the houses, and a group of chickens are kept in a pen.
She and Jing Zhui turned into two transparent souls. Farmers carrying hoes could pass through them directly, but no one could see them.
Before she could open her mouth to ask, a farming couple came out of the door. Jing chased them and with his hands, one on the left and one on the right, he strangled the couple's necks with a snap.
The couple silently turned into two streams of black smoke and disappeared. Jing Zhui turned back and told Ye Xiaoman, "From today on, we will play the roles of the Ghost Lord's second uncle and second aunt."
After Jing Zhui finished speaking, Ye Xiaoman found that her body had changed from transparent to solid, but she did not turn into the appearance of a peasant woman, she still looked like herself.
She was confused and followed Jing Zhui into the door.
In a small courtyard, there are bamboo poles on the open space for drying clothes, chopped firewood is piled at the foot of the wall, and pickled vegetables are drying on the sunny ground.
Several simple tiled houses surround the yard, which are used as kitchens, bathrooms and living rooms according to their directions and sizes.
squeak.
A small door of the woodshed was pushed open, and a very young man came out from inside with his back bent.
The man had long arms and legs and was very tall, making him look even smaller against the backdrop of the woodshed. He was framed in the narrow door, his hands and feet tied, as if curled up in a ball. After walking out of the door, his body finally stretched out, and he yawned and stretched.
He caught a glimpse of two strangers standing in the yard and frowned, "Who are they..."
Jing Zhui stood in the middle of the courtyard, tall and slender, intimidating without being angry, with the demeanor of a hegemon. Ye Xiaoman hid behind Jing Zhui, looking like a thief who could escape at any time in a shameful manner.
Jing Zhui said, "Blow out the lantern."
Ye Xiaoman rubbed her hands vigorously, feeling regretful.
The names matched, and the gardener was indeed the ghost master.
She once had a chance to complete the mission of "finding the ghost master", but unfortunately she didn't seize it.
Jing Zhui raised his finger and pointed it at the man's eyebrows. The young man looked like a puppet with his soul taken away, and he was fixed in a state of mindless walking towards them with his foot raised.
A memory fabricated by Jing Zhui was injected into Zhu Chuideng's mind, covering up his previous memories, and his consciousness automatically turned the irrationality in front of him into rationality.
By the time Zhu Chuideng's eyes regained their spirit, he had forgotten everything that had just happened.
The Zhu family in Chepan Village had two sons, the eldest son Zhu Dalang and the second son Zhu Erlang.
He is Zhu Chuideng, the eldest son of Zhu Dalang, and is 19 years old this year. His parents and younger sister have all passed away. His father died before he could separate the family property from his brothers. He was still young and unable to support himself at the time, so he has been living with his younger uncle's family ever since.
My uncle, Zhu Jilang, slipped and fell down the hillside while chopping wood last year, causing his facial bones to be dislocated. His face became deformed and ugly like a ghost, so he has been wearing a mask to cover up his ugliness for a long time.
As for my uncle's aunt, she was a mean woman who had never liked him since he was a child... No, it seemed my aunt was dead. She had fallen down the hillside with my uncle, her forehead hitting the rocks and she died instantly. The girl in front of me was my uncle's new wife...
Jing Zhui stared into Zhu Chuideng's eyes and hinted, "Come and meet your new aunt. I spent ten strings of cash to buy someone from a matchmaker yesterday, and she delivered it to you this morning."
Zhu Chuideng didn't have a single doubt, "Yes, uncle."
Jing Zhui seemed very happy to hear his old enemy call him uncle in a respectful tone, as he was raised one level in seniority.
Zhu Chuideng's gaze fell on Ye Xiaoman. The curve of Ye Xiaoman's mouth could no longer be hidden. She held her head high and chest out, wanting to be called "Aunt" by the Ghost Lord.
Unexpectedly, Zhu Chuideng walked around his "uncle" and went straight to her. He stood with his arms folded, leaned down with his tall body, and looked her up and down.
Jing Zhui lowered his eyes and looked over, and Ye Xiaoman was also worried.
She didn't even say a single line, and yet she was seen through?
Zhu Chuideng asked, "Little girl, how old are you?"
Ye Xiaoman put her hands straight behind her waist and answered loudly, "Nephew, I am an adult now."
After she finished speaking, she was about to walk over to Jing Zhui and diligently act like a loving couple.
Zhu Chuideng raised one of his long legs, stepped on the edge of the bench, and blocked her way - this action had a bit of the gangster spirit.
He smiled at her gently: "Are you marrying into this family voluntarily?"
The harvest has been very bad in recent years, with wars and chronically poor harvests. Monks overhead are flying around and fighting, and a sword energy falls down, causing mountains to collapse and the ground to crack. Corpses are everywhere, and many mortals have left their homes and become homeless.
Poor people sold their children, and in some places there was even the tragedy of eating their own children.
Zhu Chuideng felt that the pretty girl in front of him, who was neatly dressed and looked like a pampered daughter from a good family, must have lost her family for many helpless reasons, and was picked up by his old and ugly second uncle at a low price.
Ye Xiaoman: "...I guess it's voluntary."
Zhu Chuideng said, "My uncle is forty-six years old and can be your father. You are too young to live this kind of life."
"If you don't want to, you can leave. We won't ask you for ransom... Do you have any relatives you can turn to?"
Ye Xiaoman was a little surprised. The Ghost Lord had a bad reputation outside, and she had preconceived notions that he would be a gloomy and treacherous person. Unexpectedly, he was actually a good person when he was alive.
She had read his memories and knew that his situation in his uncle's house was not very good. His uncle basically scolded and made things difficult for his aunt. It was rare that he was willing to meddle in the affairs of a strange girl.
Jing Zhui coughed.
"Thank you," Ye Xiaoman looked up and said, "but I have nowhere else to go. Although your uncle's face is not good to look at, he has a good figure. I am willing to make the sacrifice and stay in this house."
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