Zhu Yang was about to fall asleep, and when they saw the two boys who had just left, they ran back in a panic, as if there were ghosts chasing them.
Not to mention, this statement, in the game, is often not as simple as an exaggeration.
Zhu Yang didn't wait for them to breathe, and then said coldly, "Damn it?"
The two froze for a moment, then nodded and pointed in the direction of the bamboo forest.
To say that they are not newbies, although they are still not as strong as Zhu Yang, seeing ghosts and monsters eating as usual, but they will not be unable to relax for a long time.
It is true that the map covers a large area this time, and the number of ghost NPCs is large and their abilities are unknown.
However, after such a short time, the two of them also recovered. It was really too exciting for the girl to suddenly appear in their back basket. In the past, those terrifying ghost NPCs were scary and scary. There is also a buffer zone in my heart.
Fang Zhiyuan hurriedly told Zhu Yang what had happened just now: "We quickly unloaded the basket and threw it away and ran away, but I just don't know if this is a warning or if it has already started to attack us."
Yuan Bin nodded: "It's only the fourth day, and it's a ten-day period. This time the rhythm is too fast."
The two have been following Zhu Yang for the past few days. Although this person often makes people speechless and condensed, but if something happens to her, even if it seems to be a dead end, she can find another way to break through the situation.
So the first thing after hitting the ghost is to come and discuss with Zhu Yang. After all, there are examples of water ghosts first. No one wants to be trapped in the game and be a lonely mountain ghost.
Unexpectedly, Zhu Yang said with a contemptuous smile before he finished speaking: "Then you just throw other people's girls on the field like this?"
The two choked, this, what else can I do if I don't throw this Nima? Will I bring you back for a drink
Zhu Yang looked at their expressions, but they looked like scumbags with pig's trotters, and the sauce color was stronger than the bamboo rat eaten at night—
"Oh, when you see people's parents are beautiful, you will go over to help with a single move, and when you see a ghost, you will turn around and throw the renda girl on the field at night. How can you two be so capable?"
"They're all pretty girls. It's quite obvious that you two are both human and ghost. It's a big night, when someone falls on a pitch-black field alone, how scared? How helpless? I really believe in helping You guys are evil."
Fang Zhiyuan and Yuan Bin's faces were twitching: "Well, you're afraid of something at night, she's a ghost."
"Ghosts can't be afraid of the dark?" Zhu Yang said plausibly: "If a girl has a sensitive and slender temperament, it will be the same if she becomes a ghost. I have seen ghosts who are afraid of hearing ghost stories."
Saying that, he waved his hand and said to them bossy: "You guys, go back and forth, find someone else's girl to send home, guys who don't keep their word, I won't want them in my team."
Both of them were frightened by her: "No, boss, you are joking with us, and you also said that there are many ghosts that the ghost Bodhisattva can drive, if we get the wrong faction, we will have nothing to do. "
Seeing that the two of them were dead and refused to turn around, Zhu Yang felt disgusted in his heart again.
I really can't wink and wink, and I don't have courage. I really can't imagine how these two guys got here in the first few games.
Thinking of asking the same question here, Fang Zhiyuan was a little embarrassed when he heard the words: "The previous few times were not so difficult, the appearance of two or three ghosts at the same time in the previous few games is considered overwhelming, and the scope of activities is also very small, except for players who are Ghost, you just need to watch more and do less, don't be tossed about it, there is a newcomer who is so ignorant that he has attracted the attention of ghosts, so if you look at it more, you will come up with a routine."
"I just don't know why, this sudden increase in difficulty is not of the same order of magnitude as before."
Fang Zhiyuan was downcast, and Yuan Bin nodded in agreement.
Only then did Zhu Yang know that the real novice field is so simple? The surest way to do this is to let the so-called newcomers mess around, attracting the attention of the ghosts, and these idiots are usually the first to suffer.
And ghosts can harm people without limits, and there are often traces to follow. Veterans silently watch on the sidelines, and they can always find the life that the game leaves to the players.
It may be a bit cruel to say that, but this game is not a mutual aid club after all. Although most players may not take the initiative to harm others, they are not obliged to pull the idiots who hold them back, just like the three girls thought of her at the beginning.
This is indeed a generally conservative approach to customs clearance.
Along the way, the two have adapted to this set of rules, and Zhu Yang ignored them.
He stepped out the door first: "Okay, I don't expect you two to suddenly awaken the spirit of a gentleman, lead the way."
Saying that, Zhu Yang said with a half-smile but not a smile: "Maybe they are really in a hurry to go home right now."
After listening to this sentence, the two of them haven't figured out the meaning behind them, but their intuition chills down their spines.
But with Zhu Yang, they dared to go back and find out. After all, this is a great man who can even accept a little brother from a water ghost. Are you sure that the female ghost will bow down to her arrogance
The three came to Tiankan, and sure enough, the female ghost had disappeared, leaving only the bamboo shoots scattered all over the basket on the ground.
The two boys breathed a sigh of relief, and then listened to Zhu Yang's ambassador: "Pick up the bamboo shoots."
"Huh? Do you want to eat?" The two asked in view of Zhu Yang's lack of food recently.
Zhu Yang said: "I want to open the lids of the two of you to see if there is almond milk inside. When you two were reborn, Momma Meng was busy eating coconut ice cream, and seeing that you two were empty-headed, you covered them with coconut shells one by one. Bar?"
"Everyone has told you where her home is, so of course things have to be sent back."
The two were scolded in disgrace, and hurriedly picked up the bamboo shoots into the basket.
This time, it was Fang Zhiyuan's back. After what happened just now, the two of them were still a little scared that someone suddenly appeared in the basket.
However, Zhu Yang walked in the front with his head held high, a pair of ghosts blocking the knife and turning his head, the temperament of the evil forces of a watermelon knife.
Don't say it, it's really reassuring.
After walking through Tiankan, I came to the house that the female ghost had pointed to before. Zhu Yang knocked on the door, and it should have been eating and going to sleep inside.
After a while, the courtyard door was opened, and Zhu Yang saw that, by coincidence, she was still one of the women who came to deliver wedding dresses and melons in the morning.
When the woman saw Zhu Yangshen appear here in the middle of the night, she was a little wary: "Is something wrong?"
Zhu Yang smiled: "It's okay, just walking around after dinner, I met a girl, let us help bring the bamboo shoots she dug home."
When the woman heard the words, her face turned pale, and she waved her hand: "Go and go, you are looking for the wrong one. Where are the girls in my family, there are only three boys in my family. Someone must have pointed the wrong way."
"Huh? Impossible?" Zhu Yang said with a sincere face: "There is a couplet on the door, the lantern has not been withdrawn, and there are three steps to Tiankan to enter the house. This is the place."
Seeing that the woman was about to close the door impatiently, Zhu Yang hurriedly took the basket of bamboo shoots and put it in front of her—
"The girl has a melon face, two big braids, and a mole next to her nose. She said that her home is here. Why do you say that there are no girls at home? Strange!"
She had a pretentious and ignorant look on her face, but she saw the woman's face suddenly turned pale, her whole body was stiff with horror, and even her teeth were chattering when she listened carefully.
Zhu Yang smiled again, with a fortunate expression on his face: "Okay, I have already delivered the things. The girl said that after digging up bamboo shoots for a day, the knife was a little dull-"
"Go to the river to sharpen your knives and come back!"
In the last sentence, Zhu Yang still had a smile on his face, but the voice was light and strange, giving people a sinister feeling for no reason.
Then, while the woman was trembling with fear, she closed the courtyard door for her.
Just after walking two steps, I heard the sound of the basket tripping over, bamboo shoots scattered on the ground, and then the sound of a woman running into the room with a panicked sound.
Only then did Fang Zhiyuan and Yuan Bin understand Zhu Yang's intentions. They looked at each other and saw the same emotion in each other's eyes.
Awesome! Really have to take it.
Seeing the mother-in-law's reaction, 80% of the time the girl was the daughter of the family before her death, so Ren Zhu Yang had no reason to suffer for others.
Although it would not really have any real impact on the family, if the girls who were sacrificed could take revenge, this bad habit of breaking the village would not continue to this day.
But at least so happy, what is Zhu Yang doing? The whole picture is happy.
After the bamboo shoots were delivered, the three of them parted ways. The two who were still concerned about the appearance of the female ghost just now felt as if they were not so sad tonight.
After all, if you are talking about restlessness and inability to sleep, that family may be more afraid.
When Zhu Yang returned to Mrs. Wang's house, the two children had already finished their homework and were pestering Zhu Yang to watch a movie.
Zhu Yang showed them another comedy. It was Zhou Xingchi's Night of Returning to the Soul. Although it was funny, it was also terrifying. It scared the two children and wanted to watch it. Finished.
Zhang Xin glanced at the main room after taking a shower, and saw that a female ghost in red was rescued by the ghost hunter after repeated attempts to kill her. In the end, the ghost hunter accidentally killed the person himself.
She watched the ghost hunter in the movie, and then looked at Zhu Yang, and suddenly felt that the two had an inexplicable similar temperament.
After watching the movie, the two children were driven back to the house by Mrs. Wang. Before going to bed, Zhu Yang reminded them to go to the toilet—
"Otherwise, don't you two dare to get up at night and wet the bed."
The two children were embarrassed and tried to be brave with their necks, but they finally went to the toilet in despair.
When sleeping at night, Zhu Yang glanced at the moonlight outside.
There are no clouds tonight, the moon is still big and bright, but the original clean and white moonlight, for some reason, always feels like a layer of bloodshot.
It's like cracking an egg and finding a strand of blood in it, which is extremely uncomfortable.
Zhu Yang had a hunch that it would not be peaceful tonight, and she fell asleep again shortly after closing her eyes.
It was the same bamboo forest. This time, there was no bride-to-be, and there was another layer of mist in the gloomy night.
When Zhu Yang heard the sound of the rushing stream, he followed the road to the river.
Immediately, she saw a bald man with his back to her, washing something by the river, stuffing it into his mouth and eating it sweetly.
Washing one and eating one, one after another, the chewing sound was so fragrant that it made Zhu Yang feel greedy for no reason.
"What are you eating?" Zhu Yang walked up and asked.
The other party ignored it and continued to eat while washing. Zhu Yang vaguely saw that it was a round thing, thinking it was a Kyoho grape.
She became more and more greedy. The grapes were soaked and washed in the cold stream water, which was sweet and refreshing. Just thinking about it made people feel thirsty.
Seeing that the other party ignored her, although Zhu Yang was not awake in the dream, the nature of the bandit did not change, and he grabbed the grapes from the bald head.
Huh, it's quite big, slightly larger than the Kyoho grapes on the market, and it feels a little uncomfortable to start with.
But Zhu Yang was so greedy at the moment, he dipped everything in the water as soon as he got it, and then hurriedly stuffed it into his mouth.
As soon as he got to his mouth, Zhu Yang realized that something was wrong. How could these grapes be grown in vain except for a small area
She took a closer look and saw that where are the grapes, it is obviously a human eyeball.
At this time, there was laughter from the side, Zhu Yang turned around, and saw that the bald head was smooth just now, slowly scrambling to speak, and then one eyeball after another.
In a short while, the head was filled with eyeballs, and the slit of each eyeball was blinking like an eyelid, secreting some inexplicable mucus.
The bald head turned his head at this time, who was it if it wasn't that ghost Bodhisattva
He opened his mouth, his voice cold and hoarse: "Eat, why not? It's delicious. Hehehe..."
Zhu Yang looked at the eyeballs in his hand, and then at Ghost Bodhisattva, the expression on his face turned into a trance again, looking at the eyeballs in front of him as if full of appetite.
She held her eyeballs and gradually moved closer to her lips, and the distance was getting closer, and the expression on the ghost Bodhisattva's face became more and more sinister and triumphant.
But just when the eyeballs were less than five centimeters away from the lips, Zhu Yang's arm suddenly turned rapidly, and he opened his index and middle fingers suddenly, and the eyeballs in his hand fell to the ground.
The next second, there was the sound of nails poking into the flesh. The sound was thick and watery, and it sounded very chilling.
I saw Zhu Yang quickly poking his fingers into the eyes of Ghost Bodhisattva, blinding him directly.
Feeling that the other party was about to step back, Zhu Yang bent his fingers and hooked the other party's eyes from the inside, looking down at the ghost Bodhisattva with a condescending gaze—
"Eat eyeballs, right? That's how you grow so many eyeballs on your head, right? Since there are so many, it doesn't matter if you have one or two less, right?"
Ghost Bodhisattva screamed in response, but in terms of strength, he has been worshipped by the villagers for so many years, and he has absorbed the souls of dozens of women to enhance his mana. In terms of ability, even ten people like Zhu Yang are not his opponents.
But it is not so easy to collect the soul, she has to be hired successfully, or she walks on the sedan chair herself, or uses his things.
Usually women are hired at the first stage, and they wait for the ceremony to take the soul on the day of the sacrifice. There was a faint aura from this woman that made him feel threatened, and at the critical moment, she broke the barrier of welcoming her relatives.
But this time, the smaller the restriction, the stronger the mana, so it stands to reason that he should not be sober.
The ghost Bodhisattva also relaxed his vigilance at the door, and suddenly said.
Zhu Yangguang was not satisfied with poking the eyes of the Blind Ghost Bodhisattva. When she thought of the eyeballs she had just held in her hands for so long, she almost swallowed them, and she felt disgusted and full of rage.
Thinking that his hands were already dirty, he simply gave up on himself, raised his hand and plucked two eyeballs from the ghost's head—
"Hey! Isn't this a replacement?" As he spoke, he shoved two eyes with her into the smashed eye sockets she poked.
He continued to cut out the remaining ones on his head one by one and force them to eat them.
"Anyway, if you eat it, you can regenerate it on your head, which means that your head bag is permanently reusing ingredients, right? It's so convenient, come come come! Since you don't spend money, don't waste it, eat more, you See how delicious you have eaten before, you're welcome."
The poor ghost Bodhisattva is so talented that he was tortured to the point of being unable to use it.
It's not that I haven't met a person with a little bit of ability, but even if I get close, I haven't done it so directly.
Zhu Yangbian, the inhuman tormenting ghost Bodhisattva, did not forget to be mean in his mouth: "I said that you have such an ugly face, you will be sober at a glance, but you still dare to show your face? Ha, I found that you are ugly to yourself. Pretty confident, right?"
"When you enter your father's dream every day, do you think there is no threshold for my dream? I have never dreamed of you such an ugly slut in my life. You have brought down the style of my dream so vividly."
"You still eat eyeballs, right? Come and come! Don't be polite and have a good time. A beautiful woman like Lao Tzu will serve you to eat. If you say it out, you can blow it for a lifetime. Come on, you've leaked a few of them."
Ghost Bodhisattva wanted to run away, but this bitch was cunning and sinister, her pointed fingers just digging into the hole in his head that was vacated by the gouged eyeball, just like catching a bowling ball.
This pressure control coupled with the terrifying pain, the ghost Bodhisattva could not escape for a while.
He shouldn't be careless, since there is something in this woman that makes him feel threatened, he should be more cautious, but the easy harvest of someone like her last time made him mistakenly think that these different outsiders are nothing more than that.
I don't know how long it took, when a rooster croak came from a distance. Ghost Bodhisattva never expected that one day he would be saved by the rooster's roar.
Seeing that Zhu Yang was about to wake up from his dream, he hurriedly took this opportunity to escape, and even more sinister malice was brewing in his heart.
When Zhu Yang woke up, the sky was already white.
She is in a irritable mood, and this kind of dream always makes people feel that she has only slept for a short time, a kind of irritability that she has not slept enough.
But in the dream, two hands grabbed the disgusting eyeballs all night, and even if the hands were dry in reality, she would get up and wash her hands impatiently.
As a result, I encountered two children hurriedly running out to go to the toilet. Sure enough, I remembered last night that I didn't dare to get up at night.
The two children went to school after breakfast. After Zhu Yang and the others also finished breakfast, it was bright.
Going to the market today, the rural market day is actually quite frequent, usually on the 369th or the 147th.
Because of Fang Zhiyuan's slowness last night, Zhu Yang was also a little impatient to explain the dream to the players one by one, so he mentioned it casually and asked them to be more careful to protect themselves.
Then he urged Sister Wang, who had been trying to convince her to leave, to go to the market: "The melon seeds and peanuts are not worth much, but those red dates and longan are not bad. You go to the town and sell them for a few hundred yuan. Good booth, don't delay."
Sister Wang was pushed to the entrance of the village by her, and she wanted to force her to leave.
At this time, a few people came over, and the head of the village was the head of the village, who glared at Sister-in-law Wang.
Said: "Maozi's family, if you want to go to the venue, go by yourself. What are you doing with the guests? You come and go for four or five hours. When people come to play, just relax and calm down. Don't go down the mountain."
Zhu Yang smiled and glanced at Mrs. Wang, look! It's not a question of whether they are willing to leave, it's a question of whether people are willing to let it go.
Sister-in-law Wang's face was even more ugly, and she was about to make every effort to argue with the village chief, but Zhu Yang opened her mouth one step ahead of her.
"I said those things yesterday, and they started going down the mountain to buy them today, right?"
Hearing this, the village chief's face also froze. He is as cunning as he can't know that this person is playing tricks, but he can't help it, which is only natural for the village.
She made this request, or if she did not follow it, she was not the one who offended her, and the Bodhisattva saw it, and they thought they were reluctant to offer more.
So he said with a dull expression: "Yes, I'm going down the mountain to buy it right now."
"That's enough, let Mrs. Wang help you to check. I don't agree with the material. It's rare for me to be so beautiful. Nine points of beauty are discounted to seven points by the ragged clothes. Do you think the Bodhisattva would be happy?"
This is equivalent to revealing the unspoken things directly. The village chief does not believe that she is really willing, and becomes more and more vigilant towards her.
But as long as they don't think about escaping, he can't do anything about these people. After all, the last time the Bodhisattva fell in love with a foreigner, he could turn into several young men in the village.
Who wants to work hard when it is not time to work hard? Every male is the lifeblood.
The village chief pondered how to clean up all the things in his heart, and then he heard Zhu Yang continue: "Will you write down all the things you bought at the banquet?"
"Remember—ah? What feast?"
"I said the banquet standard." Zhu Yang said dissatisfiedly: "Hey! Such a big happy event, don't you want to fool the past as usual? I heard your family talk about the past meal dishes."
"Hey, who is the beggar to send? Can a beautiful woman like me be of the same standard as your family's firewood girl? Is there a wink? That Bodhisattva doesn't agree when he sees it."
The head of the village was hurt by her reciting it. Seeing her sentence on the left side of the bodhisattva on the right, the bodhisattva was holding a chicken feather as an arrow.
It's okay if no one mentions it. If you don't do it when you mention it, the Bodhisattva will not wonder if they are not happy
Then it is a waste of worship, and the next three years will be unlucky.
So the village chief memorized a large list of menus. Although there was no abalone and sea cucumber in it, the money that was spread to every household would be as painful as cutting out the meat.
After explaining, Zhu Yang patted Mrs. Wang, who was a little dumbfounded: "Keep an eye on it when you buy things, don't let them fool me by buying cheap things."
Then he copied his hands to prepare to go home, and saw a family approaching, the one they went to deliver bamboo shoots last night.
Zhu Yang said hello with a big smile: "Yo, where's my aunt going to the market? Was it too late for your daughter to come back last night?"
The whole family was frightened and didn't sleep much all night, and they were in a bad mood. After listening to Zhu Yang's words, the blood on their faces disappeared.
Seeing their family like this, the village chief scolded, "If someone just says a few words, it's just rude, what kind of words?"
The man in the family said with a panicked expression: "But they haven't seen Da Ya, how do they know what Da Ya looks like? The back basket is also from our family. Before Da Ya, she went out to chop bamboo shoots with her back."
The village chief's face became more and more ugly, but he still warned the surrounding: "Open your eyes and keep your head up, don't panic all the time. She is a foreigner, and we have a Bodhisattva."
That being said, everyone's faces didn't look good either. Half of them were distressed by the money that the banquet would cost, and half were because the dead girl came back.
Zhu Yang instigated and walked away, and their players are now basically confined to this mountain.
Today I went to the village to go to the market. There were no people in the whole village, but it was convenient for them to investigate everywhere.
Since the two boys had already photographed all the way yesterday, they almost touched the riverside area, so they continued to look for it today.
Zhu Yang took a few girls around seemingly aimlessly.
Although she had the upper hand against the ghost Bodhisattva last night, it was obviously not that simple, and she could feel that the ghost Bodhisattva's spell of ecstasy last night was stronger than the day before yesterday.
This is also the consistent nature of the game. The further back the ghost ability is unlocked, the more powerful it is, but this also gives the player a buffer.
Zhu Yang has not heard many ghosts and ghosts, and has no clue about the true body or weakness of ghosts and bodhisattvas.
If you don't find a way to deal with it first, the other party will become stronger every day, and there will always be times when she can't cover herself.
Thinking of this, she suddenly asked Zhang Xin: "You are the most attentive. Do you remember what tributes were placed in the ancestral hall at that time?"
Zhang Xin recalled: "In addition to ordinary chicken, duck and fish, there are eggs, animal offal, and some shell insects."
"Huh? Are there any of these?" Zhu Yang was a little surprised. She smashed the ghost Bodhisattva statue with an egg and was actually surprised when the egg white and yolk came out of the shell.
Will the general tribute choose raw food? It's just that there is nothing special about the other tributes, and she didn't think much about it. She suddenly thought of this at this moment, but she didn't expect that there are such unreasonable details.
Zhang Xin nodded: "I have a very smart nose since I was a child. Although the ancestral hall is full of incense candles, I smelled a fishy smell as soon as I entered, so I took a look at it."
"There is no problem with the tribute below. The three plates closest to the ghost Bodhisattva statue were thought to be cooked food and peanuts at first glance, but I'm sure that the internal organs must be raw."
"Really?" Zhu Yang nodded.
It is eating eyeballs, and raw eggs and internal organs. If this ghost Bodhisattva really has a prototype, no matter how you look at it, it is a sinister thing.
However, this alone could not find a breakthrough, so Zhu Yang took a few people directly to the cemetery.
That is the place where dozens of girls were buried.
Zhu Yang and the others roughly counted, there are more than 30. If the sacrifice here is strictly every three years, this living sacrifice seems to have lasted for a hundred years.
How this monster was born, what happened a hundred years ago, it is not possible to check now, but because the ghost Bodhisattva was seriously injured by himself last night, Zhu Yang wondered if he could take the opportunity to try to communicate with the ghost brides
It is also a good idea to understand the extent to which the ghost Bodhisattva controls the ghost brides, and even more, can he inquire about other useful information.
She first focused on Xiuxiu from Mrs. Wang's house and the blond woman who might be a player.
From the reaction of the water ghost, Zhu Yang knew that even if he was trapped in the game and became a ghost NPC, there was still some kind of connection between players.
On Xiuxiu's side, Zhu Yang knew which tomb her grave was.
If the female ghost Fang Zhiyuan and the others encountered last night, if it is a ghost bride, it is unlikely that she has the freedom to come out and scare people.
Zhu Yang is more inclined to be ordered by the ghost Bodhisattva, and send ghost brides to attack the players separately, creating panic among them, distorting their will, and when the players are in a panic and doubt or even despair about their current situation, they can easily be taken away.
Just like the water ghost and his companions.
In this case, the ghost brides have to be subject to the harm of ghosts and bodhisattvas anyway, why not let the female players and Xiuxiu who may be inclined to them take the job
Zhu Yang didn't know if this was possible, but she took out a bamboo dragonfly from her pocket and threw it in front of Xiuxiu's grave.
This was made for her by two children. They said that before, my sister would make some bamboo, dragonflies, grasshoppers, etc. to make them play. The two children are also smart, and they have learned it by themselves.
However, when making a bamboo dragonfly, everyone else has to cut a piece of bamboo, and their sister will deliberately roast the soft bamboo piece with fire, so that the corners are rolled up, and the bamboo dragonfly made can fly farther than others.
Zhu Yang threw down the bamboo dragonfly, and seemed to joke with Zhang Xin and the others: "Fang Zhiyuan and Yuan Bin are two idiots, and they still piss when they encounter beautiful ghosts. Why are the ghosts we encountered crooked melons and cracked dates?"
"I also want to bump into a good-looking ghost sister."
The three of them got goosebumps when she said this: "You can still make you pick and choose when you are a ghost?"
Zhu Yang shrugged: "That's right, it's all about our lives. Even if you look good at first glance, you can guarantee that the seven holes will bleed with a smile, so let's forget it."
After chatting a bit at other people's graves, he left in disappointment as if he had made no progress.
When passing by the carved banyan tree, Zhu Yang saw that the stone statue whose head was unscrewed by her yesterday looked so good, she couldn't help walking over to lift the red cloth.
Sure enough, the sloppy kid's family didn't dare to make a sound, and just glued his head back. Anyway, no one dared to lift this thing with a red cloth, and it was impossible to notice it for a while.
Zhu Yang smiled maliciously, twisted the ghost Bodhisattva's head off again, and threw it directly to Fu Yuan.
Fu Yuan was almost hit by a stone thrown by Doutou. Fortunately, she had the strength, but the head of this thing looked the most infiltrating, and she felt disgusted when she held it in her hand.
Zhu Yang said: "You sneak this thing back and throw it in the rice jar where you live."
Then he said badly: "I guess there should be a girl in his family who is dying in the rice vat, but he can still use that vat for rice, and his psychological quality is good. It depends on how they deal with this ghost Bodhisattva head."
Fu Yuan was a little reluctant to take this, so he swallowed: "Well, what's the point of this? Even if you scare them, will our situation change?"
Zhu Yang said: "Who told you that I have to do things meaningfully? Am I just happy to watch every family in trouble?"
He said happily, "If this Bodhisattva head returns here in the early morning tomorrow, it will be fun."
"Hahaha..., these sincere worshipping villagers, kick their bodhisattva heads around like a ball."
Seeing that the round-faced fat girl was still virtuous, Zhu Yang sneered: "You touch a stone and you are hypocritical. I picked my eyeballs last night, did I say anything?"
"Hurry up, hide things in your clothes, don't be found."
Fu Yuan had no choice but to hide it in her stomach, but the thing was so heavy that she had to spread it out with her hands, like she was pregnant in October.
Just as he was about to leave, he saw the door of the sloppy child's house opened, and the girl from his house came out with a basket on her back.
Seeing Zhu Yang and the others, there was a hint of shyness on his face, and he was too embarrassed to talk to them.
It was Zhu Yang, who suddenly thought of Miss Cui from the previous game when she saw her.
The girl was also unlucky, she managed to break out of the backward circle, but she was entangled with the three and ruined her life, and she was unable to break away from the shackles of her original family when she died.
Although Zhu Yang's time period made her happy once, how many times has she been reincarnated in her own pain before that
So when he learned that the girl and Miss Cui were in a similar situation, Mr. Zhu Yang couldn't bear to feel a little pity.
But she is not entangled. The opportunity to change her life has always been in her own eyes. What will this girl do in the future, whether she will realize it until she dies like Miss Cui, she doesn't know, but it's just a matter of raising her hand, She will still be happy.
She stopped the other party: "I heard yesterday that you are going to college next semester?"
Tears filled the girl's eyes as soon as she heard it. At the age of eighteen, she looked only fifteen or sixteen, thinner than ordinary people.
She said: "I can't get on it anymore, and the notice has been torn up."
Zhu Yang smiled: "It can still be used after sticking it, or the school has a record, so I have to verify the information carefully, and it can be reissued."
The girl didn't speak, where is the issue of the notice
At this moment, two stacks of money suddenly appeared in front of her, and the girl raised her head in shock.
Then he saw the girl and said, "I remember seeing your parents going to the market in the morning. Your brother is going to school at the moment. You should be the only one at home. You can always get your ID card and household registration book now, right?"
"This is 20,000 yuan, which is enough for the first year's tuition and living expenses. Now you choose another way to go down the mountain and buy a ticket to the city. You can also use it to work and save money in the past two months."
"Of course, you may also prefer to listen to your parents' arrangement, and enter the factory in a few days to earn 2,000 yuan for food and housing, and then use the monthly salary to pay for the mentally handicapped to go to school."
The girl was frightened by so much money, and was about to wave her hand, but Zhu Yang was impatient to linger here.
"Think about it, this is not 20,000 yuan, it's the future you choose, take it or not!"
The girl was startled, and the word 'future' resonated in her mind. She thought of Xiuxiu, who grew up together, and big sister who was a few years older than them.
There is also a lively running water table in the village every three years.
Her mother has always said that her life is good, and all the girls in the village can live and grow up, and she is even more incredible. She can finish high school and be regarded as the most educated girl in the village.
But the reason why she can go to high school is also because the junior high school class teacher sees her good grades, often visits her home, and reduces or exempts tuition fees. She looks thinner and smaller than her peers, and no one wants to work part-time for a while, and the matchmaker even said that there are several. I'm afraid her head is not good for breeding.
The so-called good life is to work hard every day to make money to support her younger brother who can't memorize a multiplication table at the age of fourteen
She raised her head and looked at Zhu Yang, this sister is so beautiful, just like the star who came out of the school's movie, walking in the crowd is different, with her chin raised high, walking with wind, everyone Don't be afraid.
This is really good luck!
The girl suddenly dropped the basket and knelt on the ground. Before everyone could react, she gave Zhu Yang a deep kowtow.
Then he stood up, took the money from Zhu Yang's hand, held it tightly in his arms, and ran back home.
After a while, she saw her pack out an old and whitened small bag, with a notice that was torn in half tightly in her hand, and walked to the other road out of the village.
The noon sun hit her, as if running towards the light.
Seeing that it was noon, Mrs. Wang couldn't come back to cook lunch today, so Qi Qi, who opened a restaurant at home, was the only cook.
Zhang Xin helped her by the side, and Fu Yuan came to help after throwing the stone statue head back to the rice jar where they lived.
But halfway through the dishes, Fang Zhiyuan and Qin Bin came back in a hurry—
"Found! The corpses of the last batch of players."
This is a major discovery. A few people were about to put down their things and rush over, when Zhu Yang, this wonderful person, actually said: "The corpse has been there for several years, and it won't run away. Let's eat first, otherwise it will be delayed for hours. hungry."
This Nima made the group jump in a hurry.
They also said, "Okay, if you are really in a hurry, just take someone and carry the corpse back."
Because of his anxiety, Zhang Xin did not control the seasonings when cooking at noon, and was scolded countless times by Zhu Yang back and forth for a meal.
When the meal was finally finished, the ancestor took a can of Coke from the refrigerator and let the two boys lead the way while drinking it.
As soon as he arrived at the place, the water ghost was not happy, and he scolded the two boys in front of him—
"Hey, you two asked you to go back and call someone. You fell into the ditch, right? Two hours have passed since the ten minutes agreed."
"Don't you think you came here after having a meal at noon? I fuck you two, do you think the game is your father?"
Fang Zhiyuan said blankly: "I don't know if the game is my father, I only know that Zhu Yang is my ancestor, what can I do if my ancestor wants to eat first?"