When the fascinated people become cannon fodder

The door opened, Song Ge raised the packaged meal in his hand, and greeted Shi An.

"Although you said that you don't need to bring you food, you didn't eat well yesterday and today. I was afraid that you would be starving, so I took the initiative and brought you some food."

Just as Shi An wanted to say thank you seriously, an impatient expression immediately appeared on his face when he thought of the punishment just now.

"Oh, thanks."

After finishing speaking, he muttered in a low voice, 'Mind your own business'.

Song Ge instantly became excited.

He just likes the way Shi An hides his true emotions under the shell of a bad temper. He thinks he is fierce and domineering, but in fact he is like a kitten scratching someone, so cute to death.

Shi An waited for a while, saw that Song Ge was still standing here, and asked impatiently, "Why don't you leave?"

Song Ge raised a smile, those perverted thoughts were well hidden in his heart.

"I just saw that you didn't feel well. How are you doing? Are you feeling better?"

"Why do you have so many things going on?" Shi An couldn't help but rolled his eyes, "I'm fine, don't worry about me, is there anything else? If you have nothing to do, go away, I'm going to eat."

"Okay, as long as it's okay." Song Ge's tone was a bit cryptic, but unfortunately there was something in it.

He was obviously still in heat just now, why is it all right now?What a shame, he was all set to help.

Shi An ignored him and closed the door directly.

Whenever this happens, he is very grateful to this irascible and rude character, and he doesn't need to deal with it too much.

Shi An finished his meal and rested in bed for a while, before he fell asleep, Song Ge came to ask him to gather again.

In the morning, they got a lot of useful information from the village head's house. In the afternoon, they need to go around the village to learn more about the sacrificial offerings.

When Shi An was about to go out, suddenly, the oil-paper umbrella on the table fell to his feet.

He looked back in shock, there was no one in the room, it was just that the oiled paper umbrella fell off.

Shi An remembered that unknown ghost told him to bring an umbrella when he went out today...

He hesitated for a moment, bent down, and picked up the umbrella.

This umbrella looks normal, and the temperature is also the temperature that an oil-paper umbrella should have. It is not as cold as Shi An thought.

Should I bring it or not?

【Bring it on. 】

The system suddenly made a sound, which startled Shi An.

He asked, "Why do you think I should take it?"

【The few data I have found show that the oil-paper umbrella is an important clue. 】

Shi An brought an oiled paper umbrella.

After going out, Song Ge noticed his umbrella, and his expression was subtle for a moment, "There is no rain forecast today, why did you bring your umbrella?"

Shi An took a look at the weak Sun, and made an excuse.

"I'm afraid of the sun, cover the sun."

This was just heard by Huang Zhenglin who had just left the house. Huang Zhenglin sneered exaggeratedly, "A man with a bigger fart and an umbrella is worse than a woman."

However, when the only girl in the team saw the umbrella in Shi An's hand, she just wanted to ask: "You're wearing an oiled paper umbrella to shade the sun...can it be covered? The oiled paper umbrella's sunshade effect is not very good, right?"

This kind of being questioned and ridiculed again reflects the benefits of the violent personality.

Shi An rolled his eyes, "Your family lives by the sea? It's so wide. I'm afraid I'm not afraid to open an umbrella. It has something to do with you!"

Shi An's attitude made everyone's faces look ugly, only Song Ge was extremely excited, and began to fantasize about some scenes that could not be told to outsiders.

So of course Song Ge came out to smooth things over.

A group of five people left the residence in an awkward atmosphere.

Shi'an was walking on the road with an umbrella, and successfully became the focus of everyone. All the villagers passing by him would look at him with a terrified expression, staring straight at him. After he passed by, those people would turn their heads and look at him. Follow him closely.

At first, I thought that these villagers just liked to watch them, just like the first night when they came to the village, but gradually, Shi An also realized that something was wrong.

Those people only looked at him, to be precise, at the umbrella in his hand.

Others also noticed this, and Song Ge tentatively took the umbrella into his hand, and sure enough, the eyes of the villagers fell on him again.

There is something wrong with this umbrella.

Song Ge was about to grab a random person to ask a question, when the village chief came in a hurry.

Seeing the oil-paper umbrella, the village chief turned pale with fright, "Where did you get the umbrella?!"

The umbrella belongs to Shi An, so everyone naturally waited for Shi An's answer.

Shi An asked the system in his mind if he wanted to tell the truth, but the answer was not the system, but a cold voice.

"To be honest, let's just say that the umbrella suddenly appeared in your room."

Shi An was taken aback, and looking into the eyes of the village head, he said according to the pervert's request: "I don't know, it appeared in my room by itself, I thought it was already there, Thinking that there will be sun in the afternoon, I used it to shade."

"Didn't you put it in the room?"

He still doesn't know the name of the ghost who bullies him, so bad, he can replace it with perverted ghost.

Shi An's words made the village head's face even uglier, and he looked at the umbrella almost in fear.

Song Ge took the village chief's reaction into his eyes, and guessed in his heart that this umbrella had something to do with their assessment subject—that is, evil spirits, so he stepped forward with a smile, "Looking at the village chief's reaction, this umbrella should have some stories. I don't know if it's convenient for you to tell us?"

The village head couldn't help shaking, and it took a while to calm down.

He nodded, "I invite you to come here for these things, of course it can be said. It's not very convenient here, so please come with me to my house again."

The five followed the village head to the house again.

Probably because of being frightened, the village head was not as thoughtful as he was in the morning, and he didn't even pour them a glass of water, so he started talking about the background of the umbrella.

But they don't care about these details, they just want to hear the story.

The village head said that this umbrella is related to their sacrificial object.

Twenty years ago, a foreigner suddenly came to the village. This foreigner had an outstanding appearance and a cool temperament. He said that he came here to study traditional culture.

This oil-paper umbrella was brought by that stranger.

When the stranger came, it was the rainy season here, and it had been raining since he came, and it took a week for the rain to finally stop.

The rain has stopped, but the mountain road is still difficult to walk. It is not recommended to go up the mountain at this time.

But this foreigner seemed to be in a hurry. He said that he was eager to produce results and publish articles, so he went up the mountain despite the dissuasion of the villagers.

Sure enough, something went wrong.

On the third day after the outsider entered the mountain, the villagers noticed something was wrong, so they went out to look for him, and finally found his body at the foot of the mountain.

The villagers spontaneously buried the stranger and erected a monument, but unexpectedly, strange things happened.

The oil-paper umbrella was obviously buried with the outsider, but it appeared in the village again.

Not only that, the village began to be haunted, and even people died.

It happened that during that time, the master Yunyou passed by and made the final calculation for their village, saying that it was because the outsider died here with an unfulfilled wish, turned into a ghost, and had resentment in his heart, so he killed people.

The villagers were puzzled, why did the outsiders die in accidents?

The master said that it was just their bad luck and they were blamed.

The master cast a spell on the village so that the ghosts could no longer harm them, but after all, human abilities are limited, while ghosts are infinite. Even though the master has exhausted all his life's knowledge, he still cannot completely protect Fulin Village.

Ghosts will still appear on April [-] every year.

Therefore, there is a sacrifice. In order to protect the living people in the village, the people of Fulin Village will gather together those who have been seriously ill during the year, and when the day when the ghost appears, they will sacrifice these people to the ghost.

Hearing this, Huang Zhenglin couldn't help but say, "It's too cruel for you to do this!"

The village chief shook his head helplessly, "But if you don't donate the dying people, then those who die will be healthy living people. Our village will continue. If all the upright and healthy people die, we will be blessed." Lincun... is gone!"

The village chief couldn't help wiping away his tears, and the disciples of the five metaphysics families were also a little moved.

Especially Shi An.

Shi An felt that the ghosts in this world were really far behind Xie Zhen in the previous world!Xie Zhen was forced to turn into a ghost, even if he became a ghost, he would not kill innocent people indiscriminately, but the ghosts in this world really do a lot of evil.

And bullied him so much!

Song Ge and the others chased the village head and asked a few more questions. In the end, everyone complained about the sacrificed evil spirit.

Huang Zhenglin directly promised the village chief, saying that they came from a century-old family, and they would definitely be able to take this ghost away.

The village chief thanked him again and again.

For dinner, since the village head was not in a good mood, they were not allowed to eat.

The five of them went to eat wontons at a wonton stall in the village.

Shi Anben planned to eat with them, but for some reason, his back was always uncomfortable.

Se.Gui is right in saying something, he is indeed squeamish.

His body was abnormally squeamish, and he was bullied like that again. After a day, he didn't tend to get better. Instead, he became more and more uncomfortable, and couldn't sit still at all.

After Shi An sat down, he kept adjusting his posture. Huang Zhenglin laughed at his crooked ass. Fortunately, Shi An took advantage of this to lose his temper and packed the wontons home to eat.

Watching Shi An leave, Song Ge stirred the wontons in the bowl and speeded up the meal.

Xiao Sao Huo started to feel uncomfortable again, he had to go back quickly to help solve the problem.

Shi An failed to return to the room smoothly, because when he was about to enter the room, the mysterious fool threw him to the ground again like last time.

Still didn't let him get it, but all his wontons were spilled.

Shi An stretched out Erkang's hand towards his dinner with some distress.

His ravioli!When it came out of the pan, he felt that it smelled delicious. He had never seen such a fragrant wonton, but he hadn't eaten it yet, and it was gone!

The fool caught Shi'an's outstretched hand back, put it in his mouth and bit it gently, as if he was dissatisfied with Shi'an's inattentively looking at him.

When Shi An's attention returned to him, he pushed forward again, held Shi An's head, and kissed it hard.

In the quaint courtyard and in the corridor, the young boy was pressed to the ground, his whole body went limp.

The air is full of ambiguous breath, and there is the sound of water stains stirring.

Enough kissing, the idiot picked up Shi'an who had softened, and hugged the room tightly.

Shi An was still thinking about the wontons, glanced at the lunch box that fell on the ground, and the idiot took another bite of Shi An as punishment.

The door of the room was closed, the idiot hugged Shi An to the bed, then pushed him up, and smiled silly at Shi An.

Shi An felt that the fool's saliva was still there, so he pushed him in disgust.

Didn't push it away, the fool was even happier.

It's easier to do bad things when you get back to bed, and the fool will kiss you even more excessively.

Not only kissing the face, kissing the mouth, but also peeling off the clothes and kissing the body.

Shi An struggled desperately, but accidentally pulled the swollen place behind him, making gasps.

The fool looked down curiously, and saw Shi An's...

He swallowed, and tore off Shi An's pants.

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