The tsundere female partner is also crazy

Duan Murong and Guo Sheng couldn't argue, and they were a little anxious.

At first they thought the villagers were just talking, but now it seems that they really want to throw their clay sculptures into the Black River.

"In my opinion, they should be placed behind the altar for ten days and a half, and then thrown into the Black River."

"Everyone, we are really not ghosts. How about you let us go and we leave here right away?" Duan Murong said a little anxiously. If this continues, he may really have to stay here forever.

At this time, an old man came out and stared at the two of them with a vigilant expression, "Don't play any tricks. Now that you have been caught, you just want to leave. Is there such a wonderful thing?"

"Goddess, in my opinion, these are two heinous evil spirits. They should be sculpted out of clay and placed behind the altar."

The goddess in the old man's mouth was actually the old woman Fu Yunbai was familiar with.

The old woman stood aside silently, "The village chief is right."

"Villagers, what do you think of these two evil ghosts being made out of clay and placed behind the altar?" the village chief asked, stroking his gray beard.

"This is a good suggestion. We all listen to the village chief."

Upon seeing this, the village chief smiled with satisfaction and waved his hand, "Then let's perform the next ritual and mold these two evil ghosts into clay."

"We are really not ghosts!" Duan Murong's eyes widened. She found that she could not communicate with these stupid people at all. If she had known better, she should not have walked randomly with Guo Sheng and came to this strange place. And a place to eat people.

At this time, the villager pointed at the two of them on the ground and said, "You don't have any shadows, and you still claim that you are not ghosts?"

As soon as these words came out, Guo Sheng and Duan Murong both looked at the ground, and sure enough they found that under the light, there was no shadow of them on the ground at all.

The two of them were slightly surprised, how could that happen?

They usually don't pay attention to this, but when they look at the feet of other villagers, they do see shadows.

Fu Yunbai also subconsciously looked at her feet and found that she also had a shadow.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense with them. Now the truth is out. They still want to confuse the villagers. Don't be fooled."

At this time, four strong men jumped on the altar, holding a bucket of mud in their hands, and without any explanation, they smeared the mud on their bodies.

"We are really not ghosts..."

Duan Murong shouted, now she was really scared. Even if the mud was smeared on her body, she would not die for a while, and even if it was left for several days, she would not die.

But once thrown into the Black River, death is certain.

The water of the Black River is unmatched even by monks.

They had rushed into the Heihe River rashly, and both of them almost died. Then they came to the village by chance, and used the well water in the village to recover from their injuries. How could they have imagined that there would be twists and turns here, and now they are almost losing their lives. .

The four big men didn't give the two of them a chance to talk. In the end, they poured all the mud on the two of them. After a while, the two of them became two clay figures. If it weren't for the two pairs of eyes that were still moving, it would have been real. Thought it was a clay figurine.

"Okay, carry them to the back and leave two people here to watch."

The village chief spoke, and the four big men obeyed.

The two were placed next to the row of clay sculptures, and the villagers became quiet at this time, with expressions of relief on their faces, as if Duan Murong and Duan Murong were really evil spirits harming the village.

"It's almost dawn. Everyone has worked hard. Let's go back and rest first. In the evening, we will continue to hunt ghosts." After the village chief finished speaking, he left first.

After the village chief left, the villagers quickly left the altar.

Soon the altar was empty. The little boy pulled Fu Yunbai and said, "Sister, let's go back too. Grandma has gone back. If she finds out that I'm not here, grandma will be angry."

"it is good."

Fu Yunbai glanced at the positions of Duan Murong and Guo Sheng, pulled the little boy and turned to leave.

"Guo Sheng, Guo Sheng..."

"Xiao Rong, what's wrong?"

"How come I see a familiar person?" Despite being sculpted by clay, the two were still able to communicate and see the objects in front of them clearly before the soil was dry, but they were tied up and unable to move.

"Familiar people? Who are they?" Guo Sheng, an honest man, couldn't help but say, "Are there people we are familiar with in this ghost place? If there are, Xiaorong, we must remind them to leave here as soon as possible. "

"I always feel like Yun Bai," Duan Murong shook his head, "How is it possible? Yun Bai can't appear here. We haven't seen her in so many years. I guess she has a similar body shape."

"You must have seen it wrong."

Duan Murong didn't know what she thought of, and her tone suddenly dropped, "Guo Sheng, what should we do? After some time, we will really be thrown into the Black River, and you and I will both be dead by then."

"No one will come to save us from this place."

Guo Sheng was also a little silent, "Don't be afraid, Xiaorong, I will accompany you. Maybe we were too successful before, but now God can't bear to see it, making us unlucky."

"Is it wrong to be lucky?" Duan Murong, who was a little scared at first, was no longer so scared when she heard Guo Sheng's silly voice.

Duan Murong wanted to blink, but found that the soil had gradually dried, "Guo Sheng, are we really going to die?"

"I don't know, he's still alive now."

Duan Murong had a black line on her face, "What are you talking about?"

"Xiao Rong, judging from the current situation, no one will come to rescue us."

At this moment, Duan Murong really didn't know what to say. After many years, this idiot Guo really couldn't speak, and he couldn't even comfort her.

"Guo Sheng, when the soil dries, I may not be able to speak."

Guo Sheng was about to answer when he suddenly saw a white figure landing lightly among the rows of clay sculptures.

"Xiao Rong..." Guo Sheng whispered, "Someone is coming..."

The two of them held their breath. Duan Murong followed Guo Sheng's voice and turned her head hard to look in that direction.

Fu Yunbai avoided the sight of the guards outside, hid behind a clay sculpture, and floated gently behind Guo Sheng and Duan Murong.

"Xiao Rong, it seems you are behind us."

"Guo Sheng, is this a real evil ghost?" Duanmu Rong trembled. If she were still a monk, she wouldn't have to be afraid of any evil ghosts, but now she is just a clay figurine, which ordinary people cannot defeat.

The corner of Guo Sheng's eye also twitched, "I think the villagers must have arrested the wrong person."

"I think so too."

Fu Yunbai stood behind and heard the conversation between the two, and suddenly felt like turning around and leaving.

The village is so weird. Do these two fools really think it's as simple as catching someone by mistake?

"it's me."

Of course, Fu Yunbai would not care whether they lived or died.

When the two heard the sound, they still recognized it even though it was slightly different from before.