Chapter 142 Young Master of Miaojiang, I Give You My Life 1



"Here we go again." Wang Meilan pushed her away and looked at Jiang Jing.

"Are you going or not? It's free, so why not take a look?"

"We all spend money to have fun, so don't let certain people affect our mood!"

Jiang Jing was a little torn, but she really wanted to go, so she followed Wang Meilan out.

"Go if you want to. Don't blame me for not reminding you. There are no good people here!" Wen Yinyin said and turned her head away, no longer looking at the two of them.

The sound of drums and the cheers of the crowd could be heard faintly from the foot of the mountain.

Wen Yinyin walked to the window and saw dancers wearing green-faced, fang-toothed masks spinning around the fire in the reflection of the bonfire.

The tallest figure among them made her blood freeze.

Even from this distance, she recognized that unique stance, graceful and dangerous like a cheetah.

"Ya Xuan..." Her face was pale and her hands were clenched tightly.

In her previous life, it was this man who pinched her chin and forced her to swallow the blood-red love poison.

At the foot of the mountain, amidst the flickering flames and the shrill sound of cow horns, villagers wearing green-faced, fang-toothed masks suddenly jumped out of the darkness.

They were chanting mysterious words and gathered around the campfire, as if they were holding a mysterious sacrificial ceremony.

Many tourists in the village came to watch this performance today.

"Meilan, look, that girl is so pretty!" Jiang Jing spotted Shi Wu standing in the crowd taking pictures with his cell phone.

Wang Meilan took a look and a smile immediately appeared on her face.

"You just realized that she came here in the same car with us. When we were in the car, I couldn't help but steal a few glances at her."

"She's so beautiful, and has a great figure. Look at her jeans. If I were wearing them, I wouldn't even be able to get them up my calves..."

Jiang Jing was amused by Wang Meilan's words.

Shi Wu's fingers gently brushed against the painted mask on the stall, feeling the rough texture of the wood. The paint on the mask hadn't dried yet, and in the light of the bonfire, it had an eerie sheen, like a living, breathing thing.

"Are these all handmade by grandma? How much are they?" she asked, looking up, her eyes sparkling.

The old woman behind the stall spoke in a dialect she couldn't understand, with a smile on her wrinkled face. She stretched out five fingers and made an eight gesture.

"Five dollars for one, eight dollars for two." A low voice sounded in Shi Wu's ears.

Shi Wu turned around and was almost scared.

A man in an indigo Miao robe stood behind her, with a mask on his face.

The mask covered his face, revealing only a cold, pale jaw. Carved from ebony, it resembled half a beast's face, with sharp fangs. Two dark green gemstones nestled in the eye sockets glowed in the darkness like insects.

"Do you want it?" the man asked, and the wind blew the silver bell on his waist, making a crisp sound.

"Yes, I want one." She answered without hesitation, her fingers already touching her phone, "I'll scan the code..."

"There's no signal here." The man took a step forward, and a silver bell rang softly. "Grandma doesn't have WeChat either."

The moonlight fell on his exposed neck, and Shi Wu noticed a dark red tattoo there, like a small, coiled snake. She should have been frightened, but she found it strangely beautiful.

"Then..." Shi Wu bit his lower lip, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind, "Do you have WeChat? I'll write it down and pass it on to you when I have a signal."

His breathing under the mask seemed to stop for a moment. He looked into the girl's charming eyes and was actually a little fascinated.

"Um."

She is really pretty and has a nice voice.

I don't know if she has a boyfriend. I really want to cast a love spell on her...

After buying the mask he liked, Shi Wu set his eyes on the silver bell on the man's waist.

"Where can I buy this?"

Yaxuan looked down at the nine silver bells on his waist, and a hint of coldness appeared at the corner of his lips.

She was quite knowledgeable and knew that each of the nine silver bells contained a Gu.

Among them was the love poison he wanted to put on her.

Continue read on readnovelmtl.com


Recommendation



Comments

Please login to comment

Support Us

Donate to disable ads.

Buy Me a Coffee at ko-fi.com
Chapter List