Chapter 191: Meet Li Yue'er Again
I didn't dare to stop like a fugitive, and finally broke free from the crowd, there were relatively few houses on this road, and I finally found a corner where I could hide, and I turned in. [Please search for updates] Maybe the next minute will be chic again. I don't have to think too much. "Forget it, it was originally a meeting in Pingshui, and if you don't want to say it, I won't force you to ask. I'm leaving. β
Although it was quiet outside, there was no guarantee that the police would soon deploy police forces nearby, waiting for me to throw myself into the net. It's better to rush back as soon as possible and join Song Li.
Li Yue'er followed, jumping and jumping, with cheerful steps.
"Where are you going?"
Hey, I don't ask about you, you care about me. I was amused in my heart, and said perfunctorily: "Find my companion." β
"Oh." Li Yue'er was a little careless, and after a while, she suddenly smiled sweetly at me, "Ning Huan, let me tell you that I found a bride."
I was stunned for a moment, and it took me half a sound to realize who she was talking about as a bride.
When they first met, she said that there was a bride who ran away from the family, presumably her brother's fiancΓ©e or something. A year has passed, and I have found it
I nodded, "That's good." Now that you have found it, you have to treat them well. Influence her with sincerity, and she won't run away next time. β
Li Yue'er showed an inquiring look: "Really, Ning Huan thinks this kind of thing can be forced?"
grudging
I heard something was wrong: "You mean to say that the bride is illegally abducted" is not a good word, and then changed to "There is no affection between the bride and the groom?"
She thought about such a simple question for a minute before she said slowly, "I don't know." My master said that the woman was his destined wife, and that he was going to get her anyway. β
master
This title reminds me of a reminder that a year ago she seemed to mention that she was looking for an escaped bride for her boss. Then things are much simpler.
I shook my head and said to her earnestly, "Since it's not my own family, I advise you not to participate." Emotional matters can't be forced, what's the use of your boss's unilateral insistence, if the bride doesn't like it, I'd rather die than marry him. What can he do?"
Li Yue'er said softly: "My master is very powerful, and the bull ghosts, snakes, and gods who disobey him will not end well." What is so terrible to die, to offend him, you can't even die. Isn't there a saying in you human beings that you can't survive, can't you die, life is worse than death, isn't it more terrible than death?"
I was stunned when I heard her words.
Half-ringing, I just frowned slightly: "What do you call human, aren't you human"
Li Yue'er blinked, and sold me cuteness again: "I'm not." β
I complained: "Okay, well, you're not human, you're a Martian from Mars." β
Li Yue'er's long eyelashes fluttered a few times, and she smiled: "Ning Huan is not either, you and I are the same, we don't belong to this world." β
What do you mean by that?
Translated to mean that I was just like her, thinking weirdly and acting abnormally
"Huh." I smiled indifferently, and didn't care, just think it was the Martian language of the Martian, and the specific meaning was probably only understood by herself. Others don't know.
"Where are you going, do you want to carpool together" I said, since I was unemployed for half a year and then set off again, I have saved a lot, no way, Song Li is a chic master, two people must always have one who knows how to travel economically. Otherwise, the income from the ghosts will not be enough for us to squander.
The biggest difference between Song Li and Bai Ming'an is that he sincerely regards collecting ghosts as his own responsibility. And Bai Ming'an gave me the impression that he was a money-collecting maniac.
Li Yue'er happily accepted: "Okay." β
After walking out of the alley for fifteen minutes, I was somewhat broken by my optimism. There are a lot of cars on this road, but they are all private cars or work trucks, and it is much more difficult than you think to hail a taxi.
When it was time for lunch, we were waiting on the side of the road.
The sun is not as hot as midsummer, and the eyes are red when it is shining. I texted Song and asked if he could come and pick me up. The message has not been replied to. To be continued. >