Kiss Me

She didn't sleep well.

The ground was too cold in the first half of the night, and the table was too hard in the second half.

As for squeezing in with Wang Jing, Qiao Yuan was just saying it. However, thanks to his strengthened body, not sleeping for a day or two was not a big deal.

He had to find Li Xiaoling as soon as possible today. Any later, and the consequences would be dire.

After all, with Li Xiaoling's sheep-like combat power, if she encountered a tough opponent, it wouldn't be as simple as using silk stockings to tie her legs.

The best plan of the day was the morning. Qiao Yuan quickly boiled himself a pot of 55 degrees Celsius water.

After drinking a few mouthfuls, she immediately felt her heart warm up.

Cultivation +6

When they arrived at the courtyard, it was extremely quiet.

The air was filled with the fragrance of soil and grass, and the atmosphere was peaceful and serene.

No one knew the danger hidden behind this peace.

The owner of the courtyard was not around, so Qiao Yuan left and went straight to the main road.

A hubbub of discussion came from the distance.

It was the group of tourists from the day before. They seemed to have gathered at the entrance of the village and were discussing something.

Qiao Yuan quickened his steps and walked over.

...

"I swear, the legend that the village chief told me last night is true!"

At this moment, the person being surrounded was a fat middle-aged man who was explaining something while gesticulating wildly.

After asking around, Qiao Yuan finally understood everything.

There was no lack of curious people in this world. The tourist in front of him was curious about the myth that the village chief had told him the night before. He'd tossed and turned in the middle of the night and couldn't fall asleep, so he had given it a try on a whim, and as a result... he had really encountered something that responded.

Mustering his courage, he had opened the door and found a handsome man in an ancient scholar's uniform standing outside, holding a White Lantern in his hand.

The man asked in a gentle tone if he needed any help.

He was over forty years old but had achieved nothing. Of course, he knew what he needed.

He needed money, a lot of money!

There was nothing more important than money in this world. If there was... It must not be enough.

The scholar laughed and said something inexplicable. He walked one hundred and fifty steps East from the village entrance, and then dug three inches deep.

The scholar then left.

The next day, he'd thought it was all just a dream but had still followed the scholar's instructions and found two good things.

Two golden statues of about 20 centimeters tall.

The initial valuation was above one million.

If he could bring this out of the village, he would be rich!

...

The middle-aged man excitedly pulled open a corner of the bag. Qiao Yuan leaned over curiously and saw two little golden men.

One of them was tall and thin while the other had a ponytail.

Eh?

He looked a little familiar!

It's not a problem of scarcity but uneven distribution. They were all tourists, so why did he get good luck?

A strong sense of bitterness rose from the bottom of his heart and gradually began to spread.

"I'll try it tonight too!"

"Yes, yes."

The crowd pulled the middle-aged man aside and asked him about the trick.

That was a million Yuan!

No one could resist the temptation of reaping without sowing.

The more Qiao Yuan listened, the more he felt that something was wrong. There was clearly something wrong with this matter, but this group of people was really fascinated!

"Friend, where's the young couple that came in with you last night?"

Qiao Yuan checked the number of people and realized that two people were missing. They were the couple.

"What are you talking about?" one of the tourists said impatiently. "Isn't it just the seven of us?"

"Where did the young couple come from?"

Qiao Yuan: "???"

As he looked at the little golden man in the middle-aged man's hand, things became more and more strange.

After leaving the crowd, Qiao Yuan strolled around the village for a long time. He could be said to have strolled around the entire village in half a day.

There were many fruit trees planted in the village, and the fruits on each tree were unusually bright.

Everything seemed to be fine, except that they couldn't leave the village.

What was even more terrifying was that he did another experiment. The Golden Film came into contact with a few villagers, but they did not have any reaction.

These villagers were all human?

Qiao Yuan sorted out his thoughts again and threw away all the useless information. The root of everything was related to that night.

Li Xiaoling's disappearance, Wang Jing's memory loss, and the disappearance of the young couple from last night.

Therefore, there must be a problem at night. Then... Was it related to that legend?

...

In the afternoon, Qiao Yuan returned to the courtyard and ran into Aunt Li, who had just finished her farm work. She was the owner of the house they were staying in.

Aunt Li was a typical, simple rural woman, and her face was full of traces of age.

She greeted Qiao Yuan warmly when she saw him.

"Qiao Yuan, you're back? Have you eaten? I just happened to pick some fruits. "

Aunt Li gave an honest smile and invited Qiao Yuan to have a meal. Qiao Yuan smiled and rejected her, asking, "By the way, Aunt Li, is there any special place in the village? It's not easy to come here, so I'd like to keep something as a souvenir."

Aunt Li was busy with the things in her hands. She smiled and replied to Qiao Yuan, "This village isn't more than this. It's just ordinary. There's nothing special about it."

"Oh."

Then, Qiao Yuan walked into the house. As he passed by the door, he seemed to have remembered something and asked casually, "Oh right, Aunt Li, do you still have the red fruit from yesterday? I just met the young couple from yesterday. They were clamoring for me to bring some to them."

As soon as Qiao Yuan finished speaking, he could clearly feel Aunt Li pause for a moment, and there was a slight change in her expression.

"What couple?" she asked, looking confused.

Qiao Yuan stared at her. After a long time, he smiled and said, "Then I must have remembered wrongly."

There was a problem with the village, with the tourists, and with everything here.

They were from the same village, but the village head had a foreign accent, and Aunt Li's behavior just now…

The only clue Qiao Yuan had was that legend.

Well, he'd just have to meet that legendary existence. Of course, Qiao Yuan still thought that it must be a Spirit's doing.

...

The night came quickly.

Qiao Yuan rejected Aunt Li's fruit platter. To be on the safe side, he stopped Wang Jing as well. The two of them ate the snacks that they brought. Although it wasn't much, it should be able to last for a day or two.

Wang Jing tore open the bread and looked Qiao Yuan up and down as she ate. She felt that this man was becoming more and more mysterious. He was not like the man her aunt had introduced her to.

If he was an honest man, then there would be no honest man in the world.

"Qiao Yuan, aren't you going to eat?"

Wang Jing asked politely.

Qiao Yuan shook his head. "No, I put something in it. Women can eat it, but men can't."

Gulp~

A mouthful of hot water entered his stomach.

Cultivation base +1

Wang Jing was speechless.

She looked at the bread in her hand, and for a moment, she felt that it smelled kind of funny.

"Wang Jing, why didn't you leave the room the next day?" Qiao Yuan continued to ask.

It wasn't their own home. Anyone with a normal brain would leave the next day.

Wang Jing quickly answered, "The chief said that there was a heavy storm that day, causing landslides and blocking the exit."

Qiao Yuan was speechless.

'Alright, I guess I've asked too much. I can only lie to Wang Jing for this reason.'

"Qiao Yuan, you should come up and sleep tonight."

"At most, we'll put a barrier in the middle. You're not allowed to take off your clothes. The ground is cold." Wang Jing lowered her head and whispered.

"Aren't you afraid that I'd molest you?"Qiao Yuan asked.

"Li Xiaoling said that you're a good person with the most principles among the bad guys. You won't do that," Wang Jing replied.

Qiao Yuan was speechless.

"This little sheep, why are you slandering yourself? After I find it, I won't stop until I get five energy points!"

"Go to sleep first. Don't worry about me. Later on, no matter what you hear or see, don't pay attention to it. Don't leave the bedroom. Just treat it as a dream."

Qiao Yuan stood up straight and walked to the window. He looked at the Dark World outside. It was probably about time.

"Then... what if I need to go to the toilet?"

Wang Jing asked weakly as she munched on her snacks.

Qiao Yuan was speechless.

"Hold it back, or you can just pee on the bed. You can't leave the bedroom anyway, so do as you see fit."

Hearing this, Wang Jing angrily bit into the bread in her hand.

After a while, she spoke again.

Qiao Yuan, can I ask you a question?"

"I don't love you," Qiao Yuan replied. "I don't regret it. Save my mother first."

"???"

"That's not the problem!" Wang Jing blushed and waved her hand.

"It's why you like to drink hot water so much. Do you have that too?"

Qiao Yuan was speechless.

Wang Jing continued, "I heard from a friend that guys also have a... fading period. Is that true? Are you...?"

"Yes, yes, yes, you're right..."

Wang Jing had a look of sudden realization on her face. No wonder she was behaving so strangely today. It was her period.

I understand, I understand.

"Qiao Yuan, then... drink more hot water."

Qiao Yuan was speechless.

...

In the blink of an eye, it was 12 a.m.

The outside world was pitch black and as quiet as an abyss. It was terrifying.

On the bed, Wang Jing had already fallen asleep and was snoring.

Qiao Yuan took a sip of hot water and walked to the door with a flashlight.

With the illumination from the flashlight, he could clearly see the wooden door which was full of scratches. The gap was so big that a hand could fit in.

Thump thump thump thump.

Following the village chief's instructions, Qiao Yuan knocked four times in a row.

The next step was to wait and see what would come out of his blind box.

Would it be a male or female spirit?

...

Thump thump thump thump.

Just as Qiao Yuan was thinking, there was a knock on the door. From the beginning to the end, Qiao Yuan had not heard any footsteps, and the response was so fast that it seemed to have been lurking.

Through the crack of the door, a scarlet light was revealed.

Gulp~

He swallowed a mouthful of hot water.

Cultivation base +1

Qiao Yuan adjusted his condition to its peak.

He opened the door, and a figure appeared in front of him.

It was a woman with a Red Lantern. According to the village chief, this represented bad luck.

At that moment, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew outside the door, blowing the woman's messy hair and her red dress that seemed to be stained with blood.

Qiao Yuan picked up the flashlight and pointed it at its eyes.

It didn't dodge at all, and its pupils were as deep as a deep pool.

"Am I beautiful?"

The Red Lantern that the woman was holding swayed left and right, her eyes fixed on Qiao Yuan.

He carefully sized up the woman in front of him. If her hair was tidied up, she could actually be considered a beauty during the day.

"Beautiful."

Qiao Yuan thought for a moment and replied.

The lantern in the woman's hand emitted a dazzling red light.

Then, the woman's pale face finally showed a slight change. The corners of her mouth gradually rose. It felt very stiff, the kind of smile that was fake.

"Do you love me?"

"I love you... Mom?" Qiao Yuan said after a moment of silence.

The woman was speechless.

"Do you love me?"

"What do I love?" Qiao Yuan asked.

"Me," the woman replied.

"Who loves you?" Qiao Yuan asked.

"You," the woman replied.

"You love me?" Qiao Yuan raised his eyebrows.

The woman kept her mouth shut and remained silent for a while.

The atmosphere in the room started to get tense.

Qiao Yuan could clearly see its fingernails frantically rubbing against the wooden pole. Its body trembled slightly, and the surrounding temperature dropped instantly. Its gloomy eyes revealed a strong murderous intent.

Just as Qiao Yuan thought it was going to make a move, it took a step forward.

"Kiss me!"

Qiao Yuan: "???"