Tang Ning opened her eyes slightly wider and looked at the extremely haggard and pale but gentle face in front of her. Even though the other party asked this kind of question, there was not much of a "forced" tone in it, and it seemed that he would accept any answer.
"I like you right now." Tang Ning couldn't move his gaze away from Ji Lianyun. Those eyes were so deep that they seemed to bring out all the secrets he had hidden in the corners of his heart.
"Do you like me when I'm having an attack?" Ji Lianyun moved closer. His dark eyes were like a mysterious night, dissolving Tangning's thoughts and defenses.
"I don't like it." Tang Ning was shocked by his own honesty. He didn't actually mean to say bad things about Ji Lianyun. It was not good to say bad things about someone behind their back.
But Ji Lianyun still looked at him so gently and encouragingly, and gently stroked his cheek with his fingers, "Why don't you like it?"
Under such an inclusive gaze, Tangning couldn't help but continue, "He is very mean, very hypocritical, very scary, and not as gentle as you—"
"Ji Lianyun" stared at Tang Ning with extremely gentle eyes. What kind of gentleness is dripping with water? What kind of gentle knife is the most deadly? This kind of eyes is probably the most deadly.
But Tang Ning didn't know why he couldn't continue speaking. He felt a trembling sensation in his soul, as if he was afraid of something.
In the quiet room, there was no sound.
Ji Lianyun touched Tang Ning's eye sockets lovingly with her fingers. Her fingertips touched the long lower eyelashes, and seemed to be touching the upper part, touching the clear and fragile eyeballs. Tang Ning couldn't help but blink and held her breath.
He looked at the young man in front of him, raised the corner of his lips, and said word by word, gently and calmly: "Why don't you continue?"
The hidden emotions floating in the air were like an army that was good at moving. Each of them trampled through Tang Ning's heart with their boots with sharp blades. They were neat and tidy. Only his heart was beating like a drum, and he was defeated.
I heard that when your heart is beating, it will beat extra fast. Is this the feeling of being beating your heart
Tangning swallowed a gulp of water and asked in a trembling voice, "Are you hungry
The pair of eyes filled with black became deeper and deeper, like the high night sky. The tip of the scarlet tongue licked the pale lips. "Ji Lianyun" didn't know what he was thinking, and curled his eyes, "Okay."
The stagnant air around him seemed to flow away, giving Tang Ning a feeling of escaping the crisis. Tang Ning took a deep breath, and fresh air filled his nose.
No wonder he felt so depressed just now. It turned out that he was so busy looking at Ji Lianyun that he completely forgot to breathe.
Tangning pushed Ji Lianyun away weakly. Under Ji Lianyun's expectant gaze, Tangning said shyly, "I've never made noodles, but I saw some instant noodles in the room—"
For a long while, Ji Lianyun looked at him straight.
"Don't worry, I've researched how to make delicious instant noodles!" Tangning said confidently. He really had researched this.
"Are you feeling better now?" Tangning didn't dare to go to the kitchen. He whispered, "Let's go cook together."
Ji Lianyun looked at him deeply, and then slowly stood up. Even the simple action of standing up looked very heavy.
Tangning quickly supported Ji Lianyun and assured her, "Don't worry, I will do it all by myself. You just need to watch me."
Ji Lianyun hummed.
Even a simple "hmm" seemed particularly tiring.
Tangning knew that instant noodles were not a good first meal for her newlywed husband, but she was worried that she might fail miserably, which would be worse than instant noodles. Thinking of this, Tangning smiled carefully at Ji Lianyun and whispered in Ji Lianyun's ear, "Next time, I will try my best to make you something delicious."
"Um."
After hearing Ji Lianyun's response, Tang Ning felt relieved and no longer felt guilty. She happily took Ji Lianyun to the kitchen.
During this period, we couldn't get water, use the stove, or light a fire.
He just stood aside and watched Ji Lianyun busying herself.
Finally, I tore open the bag, threw the noodles and seasoning packet in, and completed the instant noodles.
The aroma of instant noodles spread, and Tang Ning's appetite was aroused. He quickly ate three large noodles, and the feeling of happiness made him feel very happy. However, when he was no longer so hungry, he felt a little nauseous after eating two more.
The main reason was that this body's stomach was also delicate, especially since it had just eaten the porridge made by Ji Lianyun in the morning. There was a difference in comparison between the two.
Looking at Ji Lianyun who was slowly eating instant noodles, Tangning looked down at the noodles in her bowl with a bit of annoyance.
"Let me cook tonight." Ji Lianyun said suddenly.
Tangning raised her head and said happily to Ji Lianyun, who looked like a good husband, "Okay!"
After eating and drinking, Tang Ning and Ji Lianyun went to the mourning hall. The hall had been cleaned up, but the traces of fire were not completely cleaned up. At this moment, Han Ankang was frowning and looking around.
Last night, the three players were all keeping vigil in the funeral hall. Although there was no ghost attack in the funeral hall last night, everyone was nervous at the time because they felt something floating outside the funeral hall, and occasionally there were subtle sounds hidden in the night, very slight, but it made their skin numb, as if something was plotting something bad.
This was also the reason why they couldn't hold on any longer in the morning and had to go to rest. They were too mentally exhausted last night and didn't dare to let their guard down. They only planned to take a short rest during the day, but this kind of thing happened.
Han Ankang looked at Han Yunian, who was lying on the wooden bed covered with a white cloth, with lingering fear. Han Yunian had the best physique among the three of them. In the morning, when he and Lin Guijing could not hold on any longer and had to rest in the room, Han Yunian was still in high spirits.
But when he saw this teammate again, he saw his body hanged. His eyes were still fixed in a moment of shock and fear, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying. Seeing it in broad daylight made him break out in a cold sweat.
This time it’s Han Yunian, so who will face that thing next
Han Ankang couldn't calm down. Nothing happened in the mourning hall last night. There were two possibilities. One was that ghosts were watching, and the other was that there was something in the mourning hall that frightened the ghosts.
If it is the latter, then the thing in the mourning hall is one of the keys to their survival in this copy. However, there are too many things in the mourning hall, and it is difficult to distinguish what the key is. The best way is to leave it intact and replicate the scene of the first night tonight.
But now
Han Ankang looked at the half-burned portrait on the altar. He originally wanted to change it, but he didn't expect that there was only this one photo.
Not only the portrait, but also two incense sticks were placed on the spirit table. There should have been three incense sticks on it, which symbolized respect for heaven, earth and the deceased during the vigil.
The incense burner burned all night last night but not too much incense was burned. However, today there was a fire in the mourning hall and one of the incense sticks was burned out.
Han Ankang wanted to find some incense to burn again, but there was no other incense to burn in the village, just like the portrait, which only had one copy.
This made him feel very uneasy.
At this moment, footsteps were heard outside. Han Ankang came over and saw Tang Ning, who was dressed in mourning. Ji Lianyun, her husband, was also dressed in the same way.
The NPC who accidentally set fire to the mourning hall looked particularly sick and weak. He needed Tang Ning's support to walk. After wearing white, his weak and elegant temperament was even more prominent, which made Han Ankang unconsciously think of the famous scholars of Wei and Jin Dynasties.
He subconsciously looked at the eternal lamp next to the coffin. The candlelight on the eternal lamp flickered, as if there was a breeze blowing constantly. Under Han Ankang's nervous gaze, the candlelight finally stabilized.
There were several cushions for kneeling in the mourning hall. Tang Ning found one and knelt down. Ji Lianyun looked at Tang Ning who was keeping vigil and also knelt in front of the coffin calmly with Tang Ning.
Everything seems peaceful.
Han Ankang reluctantly put his heart at ease. He also knelt in the mourning hall, looking at the half-burned portrait. The pale smoke made the portrait of Tang Xianheng look real and unreal.
A strong fragrance filled Han Ankang's nose. It was so fragrant that Han Ankang was stunned for a moment. His eyes fell from the portrait to the incense burner beside it, and then he was horrified to find that -
The two incense sticks inserted in the incense burner suddenly burned at a very fast speed, misty smoke rose up, and half of the incense body turned into charred black powder in an instant!
"not good!"
Han Ankang said urgently!
Everyone looked over in confusion. Han Ankang looked at Ji Lianyun in horror. An inexplicable intuition told him that the strange burning speed of the incense was related to this NPC. He hurriedly said, "Ji Lianyun! Get up quickly!"
Ji Lianyun knelt calmly on the cushion, clearly in a kneeling posture, but his pale face surrounded by wisps of smoke reminded people of a deity receiving incense and offerings in a temple.
His eyes were dull, as if they were slightly closed in fatigue, with a bit of indifference that seemed to show that he didn't care about anything in the world. Even when he looked at the frightened Han Ankang, his eyes were still as calm as water. He was unwilling to even move his eyelids, let alone stand up after listening to Han Ankang's words.
The incense was still burning rapidly and it looked like it would soon burn out. Han Ankang, sweating profusely, shouted to the bewildered Tangning, "Tell your husband to get up!!!"
Although Tangning didn't know what was said, seeing Han Ankang's expression, he quickly pushed Ji Lianyun and said, "Hurry up and get up."
Ji Lianyun stood up obediently after hearing that. The moment he stood up, the rapidly burning incense stopped, and only a small piece of the two incense sticks was left.
Han Ankang stared at Xiang with wide eyes, then turned to look at Ji Lianyun.
He suddenly recalled a story he had read before. It was said that there was a reincarnated god but he didn't know his true identity. He went to the land temple to burn incense like other people. As a result, the land statue fell down directly, and could not withstand the incense stick from the other party.
But he also had a hunch that the incense was the key to protecting them in the mourning hall. Last night, the three of them were safe and sound, and only half of the incense was missing. Today, Ji Lianyun entered the mourning hall twice and almost burned out two sticks of incense. It was even more terrifying than the ghost hiding in the dark last night!
Thinking of this, beads of sweat finally fell from Han Ankang's forehead.
Don't let Ji Lianyun enter the funeral hall