Fang Shan put his hands behind his back and hid the shovel. At the same time, he quickly calmed down and called Wei Sushen with his consciousness.
The host called out ten times, but didn't receive a single call back.
He walked quickly to where the coffin was buried and said firmly, "He can't be in there."
He then offered a well-reasoned analysis: "First, it's perfectly possible to call for help while the coffin is buried. Second, merchants are very cautious and wouldn't lie down in a coffin for no reason. Third..."
System 333 interrupted him coldly: "That's a good point, but what are you doing?"
Fang Shan racked his brains to explain while digging with a shovel, urging everyone, "Come and help!"
"Oh," System 333 replied calmly, then ran off into the mountains. Fang Shan thought he was trying to escape, but a moment later, System 333 returned, clutching fresh daisies he'd just picked from the mountains. He spread them out on the ground and said with a heavy face, "Goodbye."
Fang Shan's face darkened: "He's not dead yet, so there's no need to offer sacrifices yet."
System 333 didn't hear a word and bowed three more times: "Every wrong has its perpetrator and every debt has its creditor."
He was forcibly woken up and forced into the mountains late at night. He was threatened to serve as a personal bodyguard, but he did not expect that the real danger was not the unpredictable mountains and forests, but Fang Shan himself.
Seeing this, Fang Shan resisted the urge to hit him with a shovel.
With a "bang" sound, Fang Shan was stunned for a moment, subconsciously thinking that he still couldn't help himself and destroyed System 333. When he looked again, he saw that it was a pine nut that fell at his feet.
Looking up, I saw a person sitting on the branch of a large tree not far away.
The moonlight tonight is too dim, shining sporadically onto people's faces through the gaps between the branches, so only half of the expressions can be seen clearly.
A sigh of relief escaped his lips, and Fang Shan said seriously to the person in the tree: "Those who survive a great disaster will surely have good fortune in the future."
System 333 scoffed at his flattery.
Fang Shan said coldly, "If you didn't give me flowers, it would be my own business."
System 333 felt a chill in his heart, and suddenly realized what a suicidal thing he had just done.
Ever since he went to the previous plane, Wei Sushen seemed to have acquired a more mysterious aura. To be frank, even if he was put in a sack and thrown into the slums, he would still look like a slum noble at first glance.
He stretched out his slender hand and pointed at the coffin, which was already partially exposed. "If I were really in there, what would you do?"
Fang Shan lowered his head and did not answer immediately.
System 333 observed his expression and knew that he was definitely trying to say sweet words in an attempt to get away with it.
As for what they would say...it's nothing more than suicide for love, following you to the end of the world, etc.
At this moment, Fang Shan slowly raised his head and said with deep affection: "If you die, I will find a matchmaker to arrange a ghost marriage for us, so that we can be together for the rest of our lives."
“…”
Even though System 333 was mentally prepared, he was still shocked by his shamelessness. He was talking about a ghost marriage, and all he had given was his birth date!
Wei Sushen's expression was indifferent. Seeing Fang Shan's obvious flattery, he was so angry that he almost laughed: "You are really excellent."
Fang Shan also thinks he is excellent. If he is not excellent, would he do something that almost buried his future partner alive?
Wei Sushen jumped down from the tree neatly and quickly. The moment he landed, the hem of his clothes was blown up by the wind, revealing some perfect abdominal muscles.
Fang Shan and System 333 looked at each other, both hiding their jealousy.
Touching his thin waist, Fang Shan winked at System 333. Considering his life was in danger, System 333 could only conscientiously help change the subject: "What we should be concerned about now is what's in the coffin?"
Fang Shan looked at Wei Sushen, but unexpectedly he also shook his head.
"Host, didn't you open it to see?" Wei Sushen said coldly, "Why would you open it if you didn't know what was inside?"
Fang Shan thought about it and said, "That makes sense."
System 333 listened to the conversation between the two and confirmed once again that their train of thought was completely different. Isn't it normal that they would open it to take a look because they don't know what's inside?
Seeing his lips move slightly from the corner of his eye, Fang Shan knew he was complaining. He raised an eyebrow and said, "What if there's some kind of hidden weapon in there? I'll have lost my life in vain."
System 333 frowned: "What should we do then?"
Fang Shan looked at Wei Sushen, who also looked at him. Finally, their eyes fixed on System 333 at the same time: "You come."
"Dog..." Reason returned at the last moment and he didn't curse out what he was thinking.
Fang Shan didn't get angry. Instead, he advised, "Just treat it as a package delivery. You'll feel better."
System 333's eyes were filled with anger... This was not a courier, it was clearly a package to be delivered.
After calming himself down, he analyzed, "The other party went to great lengths to get you here. Their purpose shouldn't be to lure you to death."
Fang Shan said perfunctorily, "Open the coffin first."
System 333: "...Give me the shovel."
Fang Shan handed it to him. System 333 took a deep breath, prepared himself mentally, and holding the edge of the shovel, he stood far away and began to exert force with great effort.
I don't know if all systems have the ability to crush rocks with their chests, but System 333 is also extremely powerful. Even without a fulcrum, it still managed to pry open the coffin easily.
"This is..." System 333's eyes were blank.
After confirming that no arrows had been fired, Fang Shan leaned over. A man lay in the coffin, his eyelashes fluttering slightly in the night breeze, as if he were simply asleep. He quickly understood the source of System 333's lapse in concentration. While there were countless beautiful people in the world, the man lying inside was a face that defied all expectations, a face so handsome it was breathtaking.
"Heh." Wei Sushen's sneer made Fang Shan sober up immediately, and he raised his hands to prove his innocence.
However, the next moment, the skin of the handsome man in the coffin cracked little by little, and finally turned into ashes.
Fang Shan looked at System 333 dimly, who also raised his hands. "This corpse is so beautiful, what does it have to do with me?"
The powder was blown into the air by the wind. Instead of dissipating directly, it gathered into a sentence: We will meet again soon.
The traces collapsed and disappeared completely.
Fang Shan frowned: "Playing tricks."
Emotionally, he is an atheist. Past and present lives are not as important as the present.
"There's something inside." System 333 suddenly shouted.
Without the corpse pressing down on it, a thin piece of paper was fluttering in the coffin in the wind. Fang Shan bent down to take it out. The words on it were written quite neatly. Through the paper, one could imagine that the person who wrote it was writing every stroke with full of seriousness and concentration.
"Written on red paper with ink," System 333's voice came, "This is a marriage certificate."
It was a thin, cold piece of paper, yet it felt warm in my hands. The marriage certificate was written in a gorgeous style. Fang Shan immediately saw the four characters "a perfect match" in the middle and had a vague idea of who the marriage certificate was for.
Just as he was thinking about how to destroy the evidence, System 333 exclaimed, "Is this your marriage certificate with that evil king?!"
Fang Shan touched his face... and decided to list System 333 as a permanent VIP in the little notebook that records black accounts.
He turned around stiffly and spoke to Wei Sushen in the gentlest tone possible: "Let me explain."
When speaking, he hoped that the host would be unreasonable, covering his ears and desperately saying "I don't want to listen, I don't want to listen", but his longing was destined to be shattered. Wei Sushen stood there calmly: "I'm listening."
Fang Shan, who hadn't yet come up with an excuse: "..."
I sighed and finally said five words: "I don't remember."
Wei Sushen did not make things difficult for him. He walked over and studied the coffin first.
Fang Shan, temporarily relieved of the crisis, lowered his guard slightly: "The coffin has a pine scent."
Wei Sushen glanced at him, nodded, and said, "What happened just now has not been turned over."
The implication is that there will be a reckoning later.
System 333 gave him a gloating look. Fang Shan pursed his lips and smiled guiltily, then focused his attention on studying the coffin with him.
Wei Sushen glanced at the words on the side: "It looks like your handwriting, let me confirm it."
Fang Shan squatted down, looking at the small line of characters on it: "System 666 left." He picked up a branch and subconsciously wrote a new one on the ground. Comparing the two, they were almost identical.
Fang Shan hesitated for a few seconds: "It seems a little different."
System 333 said maliciously, "Please do not struggle in your deathbed."
Fang Shan pointed to the small characters on the coffin and said, "The strokes are a bit dragged out."
Due to his personality, his handwriting, like him, is very clean and decisive, without any ambiguity or dragging.
System 333: "Is someone deliberately imitating me?"
Fang Shan stared at these words for a long time: "More like a rubbing."
What is puzzling is that the other party seems to be doing all this to awaken his memory, but the data deleted by the system is impossible to recover, and there is no connection from a causal logic perspective.
The principle that those in the know are often confused applies to many situations. System 333 was unusually clear-headed at this moment. Pointing at Wei Sushen, he said, "Actually, he's a very important reference."
Fang Shan rarely refrained from sneer and showed an attitude of wanting to hear more details.
System 333: "Is there a slight possibility... that the other party is also trying to impersonate your former lover?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a surge of cold murderous intent. He knew where it came from without even thinking. System 333 shrank his neck and took a step closer to Fang Shan.
Fang Shan didn't reject his offer of a safe haven. Instead, he pondered for a long time. Following this approach, many problems actually made sense. Thinking of this, he looked at System 333 meaningfully: "You are very wise."
The latter was so frightened by the praise.
The night wind was blowing gently, and everyone went back in silence. Rather than being fruitful, this trip to Pansi Mountain brought more questions.
Wei Sushen didn't say a word on the way, and the excessive silence made people feel uneasy. When they walked outside the villa, they found that the lights inside were on.
After looking at each other in bewilderment, they pushed the door open with a hopeful mentality. Wei Ye was sitting on the sofa, neither watching TV nor reading. He was motionless, like an old zombie about to die.
"Are you back?" Looking at the three people at the entrance, Wei Ye raised the corner of his mouth and asked a question that he knew the answer to.
As expected, Fang Shan looked guilty, but Wei Sushen's reaction was unexpected.
Wei Ye narrowed his eyes and moved his fingers. Fang Shan understood what he meant and quickly dragged System 333 upstairs, leaving the host alone to face the gunfire.
Wei Ye believed he understood his son, even though he often betrayed him. His fatherly responsibility made him suppress his initial rebuke and ask, "What happened?"
Wei Sushen moved his fingers slightly, but did not speak.
Wei Ye frowned. The last time he showed this expression was when he was in the first grade of elementary school. He had a Chinese test that originally scored 100 points, but because he wrote his name wrong, the teacher deducted 0.1 points from him.
Wei Ye softened his heart: "No matter what difficulties you encounter, I have a way to solve them."
Wei Sushen asked softly, "Even morally?"
Wei Ye was stunned for a moment, but still nodded slowly.
In a moment of silence, Wei Sushen thought of the glaring marriage certificate, and then recalled every little detail between him and Fang Shan, and said in a deep voice: "I became someone else's mistress."
“…”
"Of course I didn't mean it." Wei Sushen added.
The author has something to say: Wei Sushen: ...Life is like a wild horse that has broken free from its reins.
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