Chapter III: Appealing to the Heartfelt (I)

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It was already dark like splashing ink, and the carriage stopped beside a large banyan tree, and it was pitch black all around, and the chirping of crickets came from the grass next to it.

"One by one, what are we going to do on the big night?"

Bending over, Zong Jiming whispered, and then looked back at the dark one who was leaning on the trunk of the tree and resting with his eyes closed, feeling exciting and funny.

A hint of coolness brought by the night breeze, lightly kissing the tips of Guan Yiyi's hair, the surrounding blackness made her still a little uncomfortable, so she could only walk forward in small steps, and heard Zong Jiming speak, and replied, "Don't be afraid, I drugged the dark one, you see that the sky is so good today, do you think it's easy to do things when it's dark?" ā€

Hearing this, Zong Jiming straightened up, and after realizing that it was easy to do things after dark, he bent down, put his lips to Guan Yiyi's ear, and said angrily, "I didn't expect the lady to be so anxious, but in this wilderness, it's not very good." ā€

"What? You don't like it? ā€

Guan Yiyi pushed away the head that came over one by one, feeling that his cheeks were a little hot.

"I like it, but I didn't expect the lady to be so open, since the lady likes it, the husband must accompany her to the end."

Picking up Guan Yi one by one and walking towards a bush in the distance, Zong Jiming's heart blossomed, and all he thought about was what would happen later, and he laughed unconsciously.

Guan Yiyi also laughed, pointing to a small dirt ramp farther away, "Xianggong, let's go over there." ā€

Zong Ji Mingle was dizzy, and when he heard that his wife wanted to go farther away, he thought that he was afraid that he would wake up later and find that they were not there, so he came out to look for them, so he casually agreed.

Looking at the small dirt slope in front of him, Zong Jiming wondered if he was blind, "Lady, where is this?" So many mounds? ā€

"Burial post," Guan Yiyi got out of his arms, squinted and saw a wooden sign crooked, and walked over to straighten it.

"Childe, there is a burial post in this forest, and it is full of people who are dead, and the yin qi is extremely heavy, don't you take your wife there."

Remembering what he had told him in the evening, he didn't care about it at the time, but now he came here with one by one.

"Yiyi, why don't you stay in Windy City for one night, instead of running out to this wilderness?"

He seems to have asked such a question, how did Yiyi answer him at that time?

"I eat too much delicacies from the mountains and seas, and occasionally I have to give away game, don't I?"

It seems that he said so, and at that time he still felt that this sentence made sense, so he ran here with Yiyi.

"Yiyi, why are we here?"

Zong Jiming wants to cry without tears, doesn't he say that it is easy to do things when it is dark? Why did he come to the burial post, he felt that Yehe was very exciting, but here, he couldn't accept it.

"Didn't I tell you that it's easy to do things when it's dark?"

Guan Yi rolled his eyes one by one and swept away the dust from a wooden sign. This small hillside should not have been visited for a long time, and look at these graves, overgrown with moss and weeds.

"But this is a burial post." Zong Jiming clutched his chest, "Can we change places." ā€

"Whoever told you that we are here ......, what are you thinking in your head, can you think of something good?"

Stretched out his hand and waved it towards his head, but was stopped by Zong Jiming, "One by one, no, don't hit me on the head, I have to serve me if I become stupid, how tired I am, I don't cry out in pain when I pinch it back and forth." ā€

The little hand was placed on the soft flesh of the man's waist, Guan Yiyi retracted his hand with a red face, turned around and said, "Okay, hurry up and get down to business, it's so late, finish early, go back early." ā€

"What are we going to do?"

"Dig a grave."

Following Guan Yiyi's foot, he accidentally stumbled a little, "Digging a grave? One-by-one, this is a lack of virtue, let's not do it, it's good to accumulate some virtue for yourself, isn't it? ā€

There was a sound of swallowing saliva behind him, and Guan Yiyi felt funny, "Then you watch from the side, I'll go by myself." ā€

Qingqing had handed her a letter full of words and a request for her to identify a ghost.

"A ghost?"

"Can you not be surprised, what's wrong with the ghosts, it's not all human."

"One by one, I've heard a lot about the haunting of Windy City, and it is rumored that this ghost also eats people, specializing in eating handsome men and women like us, no, let's go quickly, go back to the city to find a temple to go to evil."

Zong Jiming took Guan Yiyi's hand and wanted to run, but before he could lift his feet, he felt that he had been put under a fixed spell, and he couldn't move no matter how hard he tried.

"San Lang, where are you going to take this vixen?"

The wind was blowing, and listening to this voice, Zong Jiming only felt that he was in a cold sweat.

"Is Saburo leaving? Don't you even want to see Azi's face? ā€

Feeling a hand slowly moving from behind his back, and was about to touch his chest, Zong Jiming was so frightened that he immediately spoke, "Stop, who are you?" I'm not Saburo. ā€

The voice carried a crying tone and a unique taste of youth, and the hand was slowly withdrawn, and when he heard the ghost behind him, he seemed to sigh, Zong Jiming took a deep breath, and it was okay, he could still speak.

"Are you a ghost? I'm not the San Lang you say, she's not a vixen, we're just passing through here, no offense, you're going to let us go. ā€

Guan Yiyi behind him didn't make a sound, Zong Jiming thought that she was afraid that she was frightened, so he hurriedly spoke, wanting the female ghost to let herself go quickly, so that he could know what was wrong with her.

"Let you go? Thinking about beauty, how can there be a reason not to eat the food that is delivered to your mouth? ā€

As soon as the female ghost spoke, a gust of yin wind blew through her ears, and there was a faint smell of corpses in the air, Zong Jiming couldn't help but sneeze twice, and two transparent noodles were instantly hung on her nose.

"No, no, no, we don't taste good at all, you see why I don't like to be clean ...... so much"

"Mulberry girl?"

Before Zong Jiming's words could be explained, he heard Guan Yiyi's voice behind him, "Yiyi, are you okay?" No, you know this ghost? ā€

Ignoring his words, Guan Yiyi asked again, "You are Miss Sangzi." ā€

"Who are you?"

Looking at the woman in red in front of her, she seems to be talented, and her appearance is not as rough as the woman of the Western Jin Dynasty, she should not be a person from the Western Jin Dynasty, how can you know her?

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that Tong Gongzi asked me to ask you if you are okay on his behalf."

"Boy? Tong Saburo? Ask me if I'm okay on his behalf. Hahaha, it's ridiculous, why is he, what qualifications does he have. ā€

The wind finally blew away the clouds that obscured the moon.

Guan Yiyi looked at the female ghost standing in front of him through the moonlight, maybe it was a zombie more suitable, a ragged shirt, a few pieces of rags could fall off when the wind blew, and the body had turned black and purple, and there were a few strands of hair on her head swaying with the night wind, in addition to these, she also had a fan in her hand, different from the clothes, this fan was very well protected, and you could vaguely see that the picture on it seemed to be a man and a woman drinking under the moon.

"He's dead."

The 'pop' fan fell to the ground, and Guan Yiyi seemed to pull a tear out of her eye socket.