Extra: Ghost Festival, gathering together
During the Ghost Festival, the Earth God pardons sins; under the blood-red full moon, all ghosts return to the world.
The streets were empty at night. Ye Luo and the other person were visiting Xu Zhao's house. The three of them gathered in the living room, and Xu Zhao came out after washing the fruit.
"Bang!!!"
"Luo, don't touch my things." Xu Zhao put the fruit plate on the table.
Ye Luo looked at Xu Zhao in confusion, "It's not me, I'm right here."
The two turned around and saw Qin Chi also shaking his head. They looked at each other, holding their breath.
"Rustle, rustle—"
"It's upstairs."
Qin Chi walked forward first, and Ye Luo followed closely with a broom. The three of them quietly walked to the second floor and saw an object on the ground outside the study.
Ye Luo bent down to pick it up, "Isn't this my novel?"
Qin Chi suddenly opened the door, and his pupils trembled when he saw who was coming.
"It's you?!"
"Junior Sister?!" Xuan Yu rushed over in surprise.
This was not surprising. What surprised the three of them even more was that the real Linghu Luoxi and Shangguan Yi were standing in the middle.
Xu Zhao glanced around quickly, feeling sad, and suddenly heard a familiar voice coming from behind him.
"Long time no see, Master..."
Xu Zhao turned around suddenly and hugged him tightly. Shen Yuanming chuckled and patted Xu Zhao's back comfortingly.
"I want to ask, is Little Twilight here? I felt so guilty last time."
Ye Lingyou moved slightly to the left. Mu Xue stood there, gently waving a folding fan, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised.
Shangguan Yi sneered, "How dare you use this young master's body to have a romantic relationship?!"
"What's wrong? Is it not possible? You are passionate and I am loyal." Xu Zhao smiled slightly.
“…”
Linghu Luoxi touched the Yeluo fabric and said, "Tsk tsk tsk, I saw with my own eyes that you wore ordinary fabrics and it made my skin look so bad."
"By the way, please sit down and let's take a picture together."
Ye Luo pushed everyone into the living room, took out the camera and set it up. The moment he pressed the shutter button, everyone's expressions were frozen in time.
"Hahahaha... Song Zhiye rolled his eyes to the sky. Wait, damn! You two actually..."
In the photo, Shen Yuanming embraced Xu Zhao, shielding the lower half of his face with a folding fan. Ye Luo mechanically turned his head to look at the two of them, and Xu Zhao avoided his gaze.
Qin Chi pointed at the photo and asked, "Why is Ye Lingyou kneeling on one knee next to you?"
Ye Luo took a closer look and saw that he was standing in the middle, with Ye Lingyou half-kneeling beside him, still facing him. "Good fellow, will he be punished by heaven?!"
“…”
"Senior Sister, when you were away, the Sect Master told me to be the next Sect Master." Yin Yin said happily.
Qin Chi nodded, his expression cold, but his tone was full of affirmation for Yin Yin, "I know you can do it."
Ye Luo placed his right hand on his forehead and his left hand on his heart, pretending to be sad. "It's a pity that I fought so hard to build this kingdom, but I don't have a place in it."
"Don't be sad, little junior sister. There are still other people who remember the hatred you caused." Xuan Yu comforted her with a smile.
As soon as these words came out, Ye Luo squatted in the corner, drawing circles on the ground with his fingers. Jiang Yeqing walked forward and handed over the sword in his hand.
"What? Want to fight?! No, I'm just a mortal now."
Jiang Yeqing didn't retract his sword, staring straight at the person in front of him. Ye Luo stood up helplessly, "But I didn't..."
Before he finished speaking, Mo Lingui handed over the sword in his hand. Ye Luo twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "You are really my good brother." He took the sword and said, "Come on!"
Ye Luo raised his sword and stabbed forward. Jiang Yeqing was alert and wanted to block it. The next second, Ye Luo suddenly squatted down and hugged Jiang Yeqing's thigh.
Jiang Yeqing's face turned pale and blue, "Let go!"
"No! Don't think I don't know that you, Xiao Huaihuai, and Song Zhiye are trying to murder me!"
Xu Zhao tilted his head, "Are you sure?"
"I'm their mother! How could I not know what kind of people my children are?"
“…”
Yan Hui quietly moved towards Su Mianmian and whispered softly, "It seems that her vitality is so strong... She seems to have died twice?!"
Yes, that’s more deaths than the protagonist, and it’s harder to kill than the villain.
"Junior Sister, do you know? Every time at this time, we will burn paper. Can you receive it?"
"...I think I should make you a fool next time."
Xuan Xuan's laughter stopped for a moment. Ye Luo stood up and sat across from everyone, pulling out a pen and a notebook.
"Junior sister, what are you doing..." Lin Junming tilted his head in confusion.
Ye Luo answered seriously, "An interview." He looked at Xu Zhao, "I remember your lips were swollen. What happened then?"
Xu Zhao pointed at the other person and said calmly, "Children, don't ask about things you shouldn't ask about."
"...Qin Chi, are you really only interested in cultivation?"
Nangong He couldn't help but clench his fists, his eyes occasionally glancing over. Qin Chi met his gaze expressionlessly, without directly answering, "A Cheng Yaojin shows up midway."
Nangong He looked away in panic, his earlobes unconsciously turning red. Qin Chi suddenly found it interesting, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
Ye Luo suddenly slammed the table and stood up, "Who is the number one swordsman?"
Jiang Yeqing didn't say anything, Yinyin pointed at Qin Chi.
"What about the First Talisman Cultivator?"
Song Zhiye sneered, "Who else but me?"
"Junior sister, don't listen to his nonsense. You come first, I come second, and he comes third." Yun Suiqi retorted.
Ye Luo nodded in satisfaction, "What about the number one Dan cultivator?"
Yinyin shyly raised her hand. Yanhui smiled brightly and looked at Su Mianmian, "The number one weapon cultivator is Sister Su Mianmian."
Ye Luo smiled evilly and suddenly asked, "What about the most beautiful lady?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience fell silent, and everyone looked at Xu Zhao.
“…”
Xu Zhao covered his face with his hands in shyness, which was completely different from the ferocity he showed in the last battle.
Ye Luo touched his chin and thought, "I always forget some people when I write before. Now, those of you who feel that your presence is low, please step forward and I will remember it."
As soon as the words fell, everyone looked at each other in surprise. Xue Nianchao tightened the corner of her clothes, took a deep breath, and took a step forward. Ye Lingyou's eyes did not change, and he raised his foot and stepped forward.
Mo Mo's eyes filled with tears, "You forgot about me during the last battle."
Ye Luo shouted, "Spirit pets, step out, sword spirits, step out." He looked around and hooked his finger at Liu Zhiyu, "And you."
Si Yanqing was about to lift her foot when Ye Luo tilted his head and looked at her, "Are you sure you are like air?"
Xuan Xuan secretly pointed at Shen Chuwei, Ye Luo smiled slightly and said the word "get out" in spoken language.
Although Ye Luo writes about a group portrait, it doesn’t feel like that at all. You say she doesn’t write about that, but she knows the hidden identities and memories of some of the people; you say she writes about that, but it feels a bit vague.
Ye Luo looked at the crowd, feeling filled with emotion, "What a pity... there are still not enough people."
"Who's missing?"
"Jun Ze and the others...even though they are villains to us, but...hiss~I don't know how to express my feelings right now."
"You won't like it..." Xu Zhao covered his mouth and pretended to be surprised.
Ye Luo smiled and raised his pinky finger, "Be careful, I'll start talking about 'birds singing and flowers blooming'."
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