The Villain Acts Recklessly [Fast Wear]

Yan Qin didn't know that he was being missed, he fell in love with the activity of crossing Yin Qi, and never tired of it.

He eats ghosts at night, and feeds them to Lin Sui when he returns to the umbrella during the day.

Lin Sui couldn't digest what he ate, and he was even more annoyed by his feeding style.

"Then I'll suck some more."

Yan Qin thought there was something wrong with it, held Lin Sui's face and kissed his lips.

Lin Sui was a little troubled, he didn't know whether he was better as a border shepherd with his own opinions, or a husky that was completely out of control.

In the small courtyard, Dan Shu crossed his legs and looked at the limited space and the black ghostly aura in front of him, feeling infinitely sad in his heart.

No wonder he was beaten back then. It turns out that the beauty has long been famous, and the black-clothed ghost pretended to be innocent. Now he can't see it. He finally knows how others feel when they see him. It turns out that he is so dirty and obscene in the eyes of others.

Dan Shu really wanted to go out, but as soon as he went out, the little beauty outside wanted to play the piano for him. He didn't know what magic power the sound of the piano had, and it made him wilt, making him afraid to go out.

Danshu let out another long sigh, and simply reverted to his prototype and began to sleep and heal his wounds. He would leave when he recovered.

From Yangjin County to the southeast to Wucheng, the fastest road passes through at least a dozen towns.

Miaoyin stopped and walked with the pace of her master, this time the destination was Hongxing County, a town ahead.

The chariots and horses passed the official road and passed a village.

Yan Qin suddenly felt something and looked in the direction of the village.

"There seems to be something."

Lin Sui took out his umbrella and looked in his direction. Under the sun, there seemed to be nothing unusual in this village where the men were farming and the women were weaving.

Lin Sui ordered: "Stop here."

Miao Yin immediately asked the driver to stop: "There is no need to go to the city, I remember that I seem to have a relative living here, and I want to visit first."

The coachman was a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, and he nodded when he heard what his boss said.

"Your family has relatives in Haomeng Village."

Miaoyin looked at the village sign: "Haomeng Village? Isn't this called Wangjia Village?"

The coachman smiled: "Haomeng Village is the common name we gave it. Fengshui here is very good. Everyone who comes here will have sweet dreams. It's amazing. Some students who came to Beijing to catch the exam lived here before. After I went there, I became a high-ranking official, and even wrote this poem."

When things go wrong, there must be a demon. Without Lin Sui speaking, Miao Yin asked, "It's really so miraculous. It's because I haven't been in contact for a long time and I don't know about it. I have vaguely heard that strange things happened here before."

"Strange things?" The coachman thought while driving, "It seems that there are strange things everywhere in this world. It is also a strange thing to have a good dream in Haomeng Village. Apart from that, there seems to be nothing else, right?"

Seeing nothing to ask, Miaoyin paid and got out of the car.

Miaoyin in the village is naturally another way of saying it, and she temporarily stayed at a woman's house in the village.

There are not many villagers in Haomeng Village, but they all look very kind, and everyone has a smile on their faces. At most, they are a little curious when they see strangers, just like an ordinary village that is warm to outsiders.

They were quite proud when they asked about the topic of sweet dreams.

"It's probably blessed by the mountain god, but it's not a dream every day. Sometimes I can only have such a dream once every two or three months. This also depends on fate."

Liu Miaoyin's eldest sister who lived at home smiled brightly. The statue of the mountain god was placed on the table in the center of the house. It was a kind old man carved in wood.

The wood was waxed and looked very smooth, without any dust. Presumably the owner took great care of it and wiped it every day.

When Lin Sui approached, he resisted in his heart, which showed that this was a righteous god rather than a crooked way.

At night, Lin Sui and Yan Qin walked around the village and found nothing unusual.

Yan Qin frowned: "Could it be that I felt wrong, probably not."

Lin Sui looked around: "It's too clean here, it's abnormally clean."

There is not a single ghost in this village, not even a bit of yin, which is a good thing in theory, but in the dust, there is a place that is particularly clean, which is abnormal.

"Maybe the mountain god they enshrined made it. Is it him that you feel?"

"No, I felt his divine power during the day, which made me feel uncomfortable. The thing I perceived should be delicious."

For the evil species, the delicacy should be an extremely evil existence. After all, the more kind a person is, the less tasteful his heart will be.

Lin Sui tried to perceive, but still found nothing.

Either that thing is extremely good at hiding, or its skill is above them.

Haomeng Village is not big, only about 20 households. Lin Sui and Yanqin went door-to-door to see that they were ordinary people's homes.

It's just that every household in their house enshrines the mountain gods. The ones with good conditions are jade carvings, while those with poor conditions are wood carvings.

Lin Sui and Yan Qin left the scope of Haomeng Village, and there were a few sporadic ghosts along the road, but they were all weak ghosts who repeated their previous behaviors, without even self-awareness.

After finding nothing, they returned to the black umbrella.

Miaoyin has already fallen asleep, and Danshu is also sleeping with his body crossed.

Lin Sui was dragged by Yan Qin to give him a bit of a ghostly spirit, and during the refining process, he unconsciously saw a haze in front of him.