Get to Know about Wife Fan

Chapter 142

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Shen Junyi and Zhao Yu are still spraying each other in the flower field, and Sheng Qiao has run away. Passing through the flower fields, the farther you go, the more remote you are. The surrounding scenery is gloomy and bloody, and it feels like a Shura field.

Sheng Qiao was a little scared, so he decided to turn around and go back to see if he could find another task on the ghost street.

As soon as I turned around, I saw two black and white figures floating in the shadows. It is not correct to say Gone, the two are actually walking on tiptoes, their heels are not touching the ground, and their postures are extremely strange.

The two were dressed in black and white. The hat on the black man's head reads "I am catching you", and the hat on the white man's head reads "You are here too". They are clearly the black and white impermanent messengers of the underworld.

Sheng Qiao was caught off guard, so he turned around and ran away.

Black and white impermanence didn't stand on tiptoe anymore, chasing tigers in the air, Sheng Qiao looked back and found that the two of them were chasing after them, so scared, they screamed for help while running.

After all, two young and strong men couldn't run, and they were quickly caught up. Sheng Qiao screamed in place with her eyes closed, angrily at Heiwuchang, and shouted at her, "What's your name? Can you be a little conscious of being a ghost?"

Sheng Qiao also shouted, "Can't ghosts be afraid of ghosts? What are you doing after me?!"

Hei Wuchang said, "Then what are you running? We won't chase you when you run?"

Sheng Qiao "..."

She was so angry that she didn't feel scared anymore, she took her hand and stared at her aggressively, and saw Bai Wuchang with half of her tongue sticking out to her lips. He said something vaguely, hands still making gestures.

Sheng Qiao couldn't figure it out, "What are you doing? I can't understand sign language."

Hei Wuchang explained, "His tongue was taken away by the snarling dog just now. You happened to be here, so go and help Brother Bai make a tongue."

Sheng Qiao "???"

Why are the tasks that everyone encountered are so friendly, only she is so bloody.

Recognizing her fate, she followed the black and white impermanence to a dilapidated workshop, and found that there was flour and red edible paint on the chopping board in the room. It seemed that she was going to make her tongue with dough.

Making noodles is not a simple task, it is laborious and requires skills. If it is accidentally dry or thin, Sheng Qiao was sweating profusely, his whole body was covered with flour, and his arms were sore.

The finished tongues failed several times, and they were drawn with a whisk from the back by the black impermanence. It was a bitter tear.

After working for more than an hour, finally squeezed a perfect tongue out and put it on Bai Wuchang. Only then did the two let her go, and then floated away on tiptoes.

Sheng Qiao was so tired that he sat on the threshold, and heard the jingle of the health on his shoulders. As a result, he raised his hand to see and added a little. Now he has a total of two points.

And before the first reincarnation door opens, there is still an hour.

Doesn't this play me? ?

Only after such a tiring task is completed, twelve hours are not enough for the task!

Sheng Qiao sat on the threshold and dragged his cheeks with a face of flour. After thinking for a long time, he came to the conclusion that "the director team has engaged us again."

The chief director outside "..."

She looked at the camera and snorted, "If I'm not mistaken, other people will only regain a little health after completing the task. It is impossible for us to get full back and forth by doing the task. There must be other ways. I'm going Find it."

Director group "..."

It's over, the brain bug is online again.

Sheng Qiao patted his butt to stand up, speeding up his pace and walking back. When I walked to the flower field, I heard Shen Junyi and Zhao Yu arguing from a distance.

Zhao Yu’s voice was so loud that he had completely abandoned the gentle flower field messenger, and chased Shen Junyi with a broom, "Get out! Get out of here! You get out of here!"

Shen Junyi hid and shouted, "I won't go! My mission will be completed soon!"

Zhao Yu is going crazy, "Look at what has happened to the flower field that you have guarded me for a thousand years? Is there another good flower? Ah? Don't do the task, you get out."

Shen Junyi, "I worked so hard to catch so many mice, and I succeeded immediately! If I don't leave, do you want to cheat? You just don't want to reward me!"

Sheng Qiao saw that the flower fields on the other side that had been wild just now were all swayed and stomped in disarray.

Shen Junyi also carried a cage in his hand, full of furry hamsters, and threatened Zhao Yu, "You do it again, you fight again! I will kill you with the mouse cage, believe it or not?"

Zhao Yu grabbed the broom and crackled and beaten violently, "I am going to kill you today, chop you into meat sauce, and pay tribute to my stubborn flowers!"

Seeing that a bloody violence was about to be staged, Sheng Qiao rushed forward and pulled the two away. When Shen Junyi saw her, he suddenly changed into a grinning expression, "Brother, are you here? How is the mission accomplished?"

Sheng Qiao pointed to his shoulder, "I have been busy for an hour, and I added a little. So don't make trouble, you probably will add a little too."

Shen Junyi jumped and scolded Zhao Yu again, "Why do you people in the underworld be so unreasonable? Even if you have a wrong soul, you are still squeezing the labor force. Lao Tzu is going to the heaven to report the imperial court."

Zhao Yu yelled at him, not wanting to talk to him any more, cleared his throat, adjusted his clothes and skirts, and restored the messenger’s personality, "You ruined the flower field, this messenger has a good heart, so he doesn’t care about you, and he doesn’t leave quickly. go!"

Shen Junyi still wanted to spray and was dragged away by Sheng Qiao.

When she left, she looked back, Zhao Yu was carrying a wooden bucket and a wooden spoon, fetching water from the Wangchuan River on the side, and re-watering the otheran flowers that were trampled to death by Shen Jun.

Walking all the way back to the Ghost Street, Ji Jiayou and Zeng Ming Luoqing have already completed the task, and as expected, as Sheng Qiao guessed, everyone only added a little health.

When she found Fang Zhi, she was still smashing the iron with a hammer. It was cold before, but now it is hot. The clothes on her back were all wet and her face was red. After hearing what Sheng Qiao said, she threw the hammer with a bang.

"Mom finally doesn't have to strike iron! I have been hammering here for a long time, the discus is still a discus, it hasn't become an iron chain at all!"

The six people gathered and squatted in a circle on the street to discuss what to do.

Shen Jun said intently, "Go back and tie Po Meng and snatch her pot. We will drink ninety-nine bowls alone."

Director group "...… …"

Why does he always want to tie up Po Meng in a dog day

Sheng Qiao was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he picked up a branch and slashed on the ground. "There must be some clue that we have overlooked. We haven't finished this scene, and the show crew won't waste the setting. My idea is that everyone will find and watch separately. Is there anything that is incompatible with the underground palace itself."

Fang Zhi said, "What do you mean?"

Sheng Qiao explained, "We are in the netherworld. What should and shouldn't be in the netherworld? For example, there are ghosts, black and white impermanence, and Mengpo Hades. This is normal. But if it appears here Living people, gods, does that mean there is a problem?"

Everyone nodded to show that they understood, Sheng Qiao was very pleased, "Then let's go separately, and meet here in half an hour."

Director group "..."

There is an unpredictable premonition that the plot is about to be cracked.

The six moved separately, exploring the scene they hadn't been to just now. Sheng Qiao walked down Wangchuan for about ten minutes. A lake appeared in front of him, and all the rivers merged into the lake. There was a stone tablet on the edge of the lake with the words "Wangshenghe" inscribed.

The lake surface was filled with white mist, and the front was blurred, and nothing was clear. She squatted by the lake and played in the water. She was about to get up and walk back, but saw a small boat faintly appearing in the white mist.

This situation can really only be described as horror and strange.

Sheng Qiao hid behind the stone tablet, silently recite the core values of socialism, and ran away without turning his head after gritting his teeth. The sound of water approached, the heartbeat quickened, and the boat quickly rowed to the shore.

Sheng Qiao quietly looked out, and a young man in white was standing on the bow of the boat with a sword at his waist, and he was carrying Yushu Linfeng.

He gave a fist to the old man rowing, and the old man slowly said, "This is the Wangsheng River, I am not returning to the boat. Once the son gets off the boat, there is no turning back."

The young man in white has a calm voice, "Since I have chosen so far, I never thought of turning back."

When the words fell, he jumped off the bow.

The old man smiled and said, "The soul-beaming chain in the son's hand needs to be worn properly. Don't let the underworld kid smell it."

The white-clothed boy clasped his fists again to express his thanks, and then walked forward with no hesitation on his face.

Sheng Qiao jumped out from behind the stele with a squeeze, "Stop!"

The young man in white was taken aback and looked at her uncertainly, "Who are you? What are you hiding here for?"

Sheng Qiao thought to himself that the current group acting skills are really good, but it can't make people too embarrassed to enter the drama, so he learned his tone and said, "Who are you again? Why come from the past?"

The white-clothed boy had a temper, and he flicked his sleeves and left, "Don't do your business!"

How could Sheng Qiao let go of this obvious clue, followed in small steps, and asked with a smile, "What is the soul chain?"

The white-clothed boy was silent, but strode forward. Sheng Qiao didn't know what to say to trigger his plot, so he could only follow him all the way to try various words.

When they reached the place where they said they wanted to gather, Sheng Qiao still failed to get the white-clothed boy to speak. The first door of reincarnation had already been opened, and there was not much time left for them.

Sheng Qiao didn't care so much anymore, he hugged Baiyi Company's arm and shouted, "Come on! I caught the clue! Come on, don't let him slip away!"

The white boy "..."

Why don't you follow the plot

The others heard the sound and saw that Sheng Qiao was holding his arm around the back. They couldn't laugh anymore, and hurried over to surround the white-clothed boy.

Sheng Qiao said what he saw in Xiangshenghe. Everyone was sure that the clue was on him, but how could he let him speak

Then she heard Shen Jun's vicious and wicked voice, "Don't you tell me? Don't tell me to kill you!"

The white boy "???"

Why are you threatening group performances

The director said in the headset, "Don't say anything, he dare not hit you."

As expected, the white-clothed young man tightened his lips and said nothing. Shen Jun stared at him for a long time and found that the threat was useless. He rolled his eyes around and lowered his head to whisper to Ji Jiayou.

Ji Jiayou nodded and ran away, and soon brought back a large bowl of thick and thick Mengpo soup with green and green leaves.

Shen Jun laughed, "Come on! Give him a shot! See if he can tell!"

The white boy "???"

I tried to run when I was struggling. I was held down by six people. I was about to pour my chin and couldn't hold it anymore. I quickly begged for mercy, "I said I said I said!"

Shen Jun said, "If you don't see the coffin, you won't shed tears. Why do you think you are."

The young man in white "...I, I came to Huangquan to find flowers from the other side."

Sheng Qiao "What are you looking for Bianhua for?"

The young man in white "has my own use, you don't need to know."

Shen Jun said, "You are late, I trampled on the flowers of the other side."

The white-clothed son "... There is a rumor in the world that there is only one real Peanut Flower, blooming in the softest place in the world. As long as you help me find the real Peanut Flower, I will take you back to the world."

Look, there really is a hidden mission.

Sheng Qiao asked, "According to what you mean, you are not a ghost, you are a human? You smuggled to Huangquan to find flowers from the other side?"

The young man in white nodded, "Yes, I came from the river of rebirth. The soul-beaming chain in my hand can temporarily hide my breath from the king, but the soul-beaming chain can only suppress two hours, so you must find it within two hours. The other side flower, otherwise we will all have to die."

Shen Junyi slapped his head on the back of his head, "Then you were still chirping just now, don't you tell me earlier?"

The white boy "..."

Oh, the director won’t let me talk about it.

Sheng Qiao thoughtfully asked him, "Do you know where the real Bian Flower is?"

The young man in white shook his head, "I only know it is in Huangquan, in the softest place in the world."

Shen Jun said, "Should we just ask Zhao Yu? If she doesn't say anything, tie her up and give Mengpo soup!"

Director group "???"

The bug of this dog day has been upgraded this season

Sheng Qiao shook his head, "The story of Bi Anhua is the most important thing. The director team will definitely not release it casually. Zhao Yu doesn't necessarily know. Even if you know, do you dare to tie her? You just wait for the end of the show and be killed by her."

When Shen Jun thought about her hot temper, he trembles immediately, "Forget it, let's look around."

So the group began to look for flowers on the other side.

When he came to the flower field, Zhao Yu was still watering the water. He saw Shen Junyi throwing the water scoop, pointing at him and cursing, "Why are you waiting for this? It's not enough to be beaten?"

Shen Jun said, "Speaking of people."

Zhao Yu "Don't let me kill you again."

Shen Jun snorted intentionally and deliberately stepped on the flowers on the other side of the field with his feet. Seeing that Zhao Yu would splash him with water, he shouted, "I know! You are all fake flowers. If you step on them to death, you will be trampled to death. What can you do? Protected?"

Zhao Yu was so angry that he directly hit him with a water scoop. "Who do you say is a fake flower? This messenger has worked so hard to raise flowers for a thousand years. How can you slander you casually?"

Look at her, it doesn't look like a fake. Maybe just as Sheng Qiao said, she really doesn't know the secrets of the real Higan Flower.

Everyone looked around in Huangquan, and the flower fields had come five or six times, but there was still no clue. Sheng Qiao followed the young man in white, brainstorming all the way, when he walked to a clearing, he suddenly saw nine wells erected here.

This is really novel. Sheng Qiao looked back and forth around the nine wells, and found that there were traces of the petals of other shore flowers on the ground beside the middle well.

She squatted down and checked carefully, and she was basically sure that these petals were brought over by the soles of her shoes. Whose shoe sole has so many petals? It can only be the messenger of the flower field.

She murmured, "Nine wells, nine? Smiling Jiuquan? Jiuquan? Is this Jiuquan?"

The young man in white suddenly yelled, "I remember! I have also heard a legend about the flowers of the other side!"

Sheng Qiao "???"

Are you only remembering now

The white boy "..."

It's not that you didn't trigger the plot of Jiuquan, I can't tell.

"I saw it in a book of ancient secretaries, saying that the real Higan Flower can only be irrigated with the snow from the mountains and the water from the nine springs!"

Sheng Qiao remembered that Zhao Yu was watering the flowers with Wangchuan water when he left the flower field just now.

It shows that none of the other flowers in the flower field are real.

And there are traces of other shore flowers here, which proves that she has been here to fetch water. Then where did all the water she fetched in Jiuquan go

The only other side flower blooms in the softest place in the world.

Sheng Qiao looked up suddenly, "I see!"

Director group "???"

What? Why do you know again

Sheng Qiao ran back, all the way to the flower field. Zhao Yu was still chatting with Shen Jun there. He saw Sheng Qiao hurriedly running all the way, and several other guests followed.

Sheng Qiao ran up to Zhao Yu and asked breathlessly, "Did you go to Jiuquan to fetch water?"

Zhao Yu said with a dazed expression, "Yes."

Sheng Qiao "The water from Jiuquan is your drinking water, isn't it?"

Zhao Yu "Yes, Yan Wang said that my physique is different from ordinary people, and I can only live in Huangquan by drinking Jiuquan water."

Several people looked at each other.

Sheng Qiao slowly said, "The real Bianan flower blooms in the softest place in the world, and it can only be irrigated with the snow from the mountains and the water of the nine springs. If I guessed it correctly, the Bianan flower bloomed in..."

She put her finger on Zhao Yu's heart, "On her heart."

Everyone "!!!"

Director group "..."

Brain bugs will only be absent, but they will never be late.

The white-clothed son was overjoyed and grabbed Zhao Yu's arm. "Great! I finally found it! Time is running out. Let's take out the Bi'an Flower and leave here!"

Zhao Yu didn't know, so the director team didn't give her this hidden script at all. At the moment, everyone was surrounded and panicked and shouted, "What are you doing? What other flowers? Ah, help!"

Several people laughed and held her down, the white-clothed boy drew out the sword from his waist, Sheng Qiao pinched his wrist, "What are you doing?"

The young man in white said, "Heart-cutting."

Sheng Qiao "???"

Damn it

Zhao Yu was still yelling, "Jojo, save me Jojo! I don't want to die, Jojo!"

Although it is the script, everyone is playing around, it is impossible to really gouge their hearts, but Sheng Qiao still feels a little uncomfortable, just about to say something, Shen Junyi, who has been silent next to him, suddenly rises and grabs the sword of the white man. , Angrily said "No!"

The young man in white anxiously said, "If we can't get the flowers of the other side, we all have to die here!"

Shen Jun sneered, "So I have to kill an innocent person in exchange for his own way of life?"

Several people were taken aback, and even released the hand holding Zhao Yu.

Shen Jun said, "Have you heard the story of a child and a railroad track? A child is playing on an abandoned railroad track, and three children are playing on a normal railroad track. At this time, a train is coming. We are now standing at the rail switcher. By the way, should I choose to switch tracks and sacrifice that child in order to save the three children? Just because that is three lives, this is one life?"

He pulled Zhao Yu up from the ground, "Quantity can never be the criterion for estimating the value of life, let alone the sacrifice of a certain person in order to save a group of people. Because every life is unique."

Sheng Qiao said "Yes!"

Several other guests hurriedly stood up and stood in front of Zhao Yu, glaring at the white-clothed boy.

The white boy "..."

I don't want to take the villain's script!

There was a ding in the headset, "The task of protecting the other shore flower is successful, and all the health points are full. Please go to the door of reincarnation and return to the sun immediately."

Everyone "!!!"

Damn it, almost put another one by the program crew.

If they choose to gouge their hearts and take out other flowers, it is impossible for nc to take them away.

From beginning to end, the program group just wanted to make them understand a truth.

Don't do to others what you don't want. There is no life, and it can be sacrificed.

Every life deserves to be respected.