Yuanshin: The sickly Leishen is in my class

From a layman who can't even cook noodles well, to becoming a chef, and then to running a prosperous restaurant, constantly renovating and expanding...

After hearing the female ghost's narration, Huang Xing sighed for a while, especially when he heard the part about cooking noodles...

He subconsciously glanced at Lei Movie.

Inexplicably, I remembered a story that happened when she was cooking noodles.

What a disaster...

Look at others again!

Ying gave him an angry look.

At this moment, a system prompt suddenly appeared, unexpectedly triggering Zhongli's challenge mission

【Achievements, all kinds of things in the world (Part [-])——Watching between yin and yang】

This female ghost's obsession with her husband is indeed touching, but Huang Xing wants to see how Hall Master Hu will solve this matter.

She is an expert on this matter.

Hu Tao shook her head, "But this is not the place for you to stay after all. Birth, old age, sickness and death are the laws of the world. You should get a real rest so that you won't cause trouble to your lover in the world."

The female ghost was silent for a long time.

"Trouble... mean?"

Hu Tao's eyes were not as sharp as they were at the beginning, she explained softly:

"Let me put it simply. Your husband is just an ordinary person. People and ghosts go their separate ways. If you want him to live a healthy and healthy old age—you know what I mean."

The female ghost was silent for a long time again, and then she looked behind her with great reluctance, and looked at her husband who was busy in the back kitchen.

...

After the group left, Ying asked Hu Tao softly.

"Will she disappear into the world on her own as you said?"

"Yes." Hu Tao said casually: "I'm not sure, but if she really loves her husband, she probably won't continue to be persistent."

Huang Xing said silently, "Sometimes, letting go is a way of love."

Shadow stopped.

Huang Xing looked at her, and saw that she was frowning her beautiful eyebrows, with a worried look on her face.

"what happened?"

Ying took Huang Xing's hand and continued walking in the noisy night market.

"It might be true for ordinary people with insufficient abilities." She shook her head with a melancholy expression.

"But for us, that's not the case."

Seeing Huang Xing's puzzled look, Shenzi clasped his arms and explained to him.

"What Ying means is that even if she is a ghost, she won't let you go."

"what?"

Huang Xing glanced at her, "Obviously he can explain adult ghosts and other love words, why did you say it so strange..."

Shenzi covered her mouth and laughed, she patted Huang Chen's shoulder with a big grin.

"Don't worry, even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go."

"..."

Chapter 132 Nightmare?

After supper, return to the hotel.

Out of curiosity about this mysterious souvenir mirror, Huang Xing took it out and fiddled with it for a while.

Could there be ghosts in the room too?

He raised the lens and put it in front of his eyes, carefully observing the hotel room.

The room was brightly lit, and there was nothing weird about it.

It seems that there are no ghosts here.

Seeing him looking for ghosts in the room, Ying shook his head and laughed.

"Are you still afraid of ghosts haunting you?"

"It's not that I'm afraid..." Huang Xing put down the souvenir mirror, "But when I think of someone watching me all the time, I always feel awkward."

"Don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts."

"Then what if I did something wrong..." Huang Xing muttered.

The purple eyes moved over, slightly puzzled.

Huang Xing took out his phone consciously, and glanced at the backstage of the writer.

Ying came over curiously.

The old buddies in the book review area have gone crazy, either with angry expressions or kitchen knife expressions, and the recent comments are full of wailing.

"Author, do you have a heart!!! You are addicted to sending out knives, right?"

"My end, woo woo woo..."

"Hurry up and report the author's address, I will send you the blade!"

"How could Chenda leave the address? Hey..."

"My home is very close to the headquarters of the website. Did you organize a group with me to visit Duchen University?"

In the plot line, because of the Demon God War, many outstanding supporting roles that have been portrayed before have "curtain calls" one after another, so there is such a reaction in the book review area.

Although it was as early as he expected, it is indeed a bit...

Too scary.

If those blades could really be sent over, Huang Xing felt that he could open a blade factory to make a living.

Even the editor sent a message, asking him if the direction of the plot is a bit too sad, be careful of losing readers...

Huang Xing said he was very helpless, he wrote everything according to the real history, the cruelty of the demon war was like this.

And the plot of the knife is far from over. In the latest chapter, even the usual comedy role "Crispy Rice" will have to temporarily call off the curtain.

After Guishang passed away, wars continued, floods destroyed Guiliyuan, and people left their homes.

The emperor was forced to move his people back to Liyue Port. Although the journey was not far away, it was hindered by various natural disasters.

A group of gods and emperors worked together to escort the people to migrate for more than ten days, but the kitchen god Marcusius chose to sacrifice himself and pour all his power into the earth...

After posting this chapter, Huang Xing didn't dare to look at the comment area anymore.

So he turned off the phone and looked at Ying beside him with a wry smile.

"People who were born in peaceful times can no longer understand the cruelty of war..." she sighed.

Huang Xing met her turbulent purple eyes, as if through these watery eyes, he saw scenes of the joys and sorrows of Dao's wife's parting thousands of years ago.

Liyue is like this, so why not Daoqi...

That protracted war also caused them to lose many friends and many comrades in arms.

Marcusius' self-sacrifice reminded Huang Xing of Sasauri who died to cover the retreat of the people when the big snake Orobus invaded thousands of years ago.

...

into the night.

With all kinds of thoughts in his mind, Huang Xing tossed and turned for a long time before falling asleep.

He had a bizarre dream. In the dream, he seemed to be back under the cherry blossom tree thousands of years ago, and saw everyone again.

Under the cherry blossom trees, their smiles are sometimes beautiful, sometimes...

ferocious.

The soft and sweet dream suddenly changed, and the world turned into scarlet.

Endless thunderstorms flickered in the sky, and the whole world was dark and oppressive.

A series of dead faces questioned him.

Why not?

why didn't it...

Why didn't I do it... I knew the direction of the plot, but I still wanted to challenge the doomed death that was already going to the end.

I'm not changing history, I'm witnessing history...

If I had known this, I shouldn't have met those two paper-thin girls at the beginning.

That way, even if everything happens, I won't be so sad.

The questioning tone became colder, and the distorted face became even more distorted. Amidst infinite self-blame and sorrow, Huang Xing suddenly woke up.

The sky was bright, and in the room with a moderate temperature, Huang Xing's sweat wet his clothes.

what a nightmare...

After being startled awake, Kageya struggled to sit up on the bed.

"Do not--!"

Huang Xing was taken aback, turned his head to look, there were tears on Ying's cheek.

The two looked at each other, and they both saw something strange in the other's expression.

"Have a nightmare?"

"Ah."

Huang Xing wanted to wipe away her tears, but found that they had already done it.

He stroked Ying's soft back, his voice full of comfort.

"What did you dream about?"

"It's a strange dream..." Ying's eyes were full of worry, she looked at Huang Chen.

"We are under the cherry tree behind the castle tower..."

"and many more!"

Huang Xing realized something, "We don't have the same dream, do we?"

...

After changing clothes, Huang Xing and Ying walked out of the room, and found that everyone got up very early today.

Zhongli's room was ajar. After knocking on the door, Huang Xing opened the door and saw him sitting on the sofa in deep thought.

On the coffee table in front of the sofa, there is a simple stone lock.

Wendy suddenly pushed the door and entered. He was holding a flagon in his hand as usual, but his expression was also very intriguing.

"I said, why did you all get up so early today?"

"I didn't sleep well." Zhong Li shook his head lightly.

Wasn't it because he didn't sleep well? Originally, Zhongli would make himself a pot of good tea every morning, and welcome the new day with the sun shining brightly.

Today it looks like this.

Huang Xing sat in front of him and picked up the stone lock.

"Is it... the lock of the world?"

"En." Zhong Li nodded slightly.

Huang Xing remembered the lock, so he asked, "Let me guess, did your dream come to an end?"

The golden pupils were slightly surprised, but Zhongli did not deny it.

Wendy put the jug on the tea table and sat down hesitantly.