Early the next morning.
Perhaps because she recognized the bed, Su Wan woke up before six o'clock.
She glanced at Shen Jian, her eyes full of tenderness, and after secretly kissing Shen Jian on the face, she prepared to cook a meal herself to reward her husband.
Su Wan stretched slightly and sniffed her nose strangely, feeling that there seemed to be a strange smell permeating the room...
She was stunned.
It's the smell of pomegranate flowers.
But.
They didn't last night...
Amelia Su glanced at the sleeping Shen Jian curiously and shook her head.
Yesterday, the only other person in the room besides her was her mother. How could her husband live as a couple?
I must have smelled it wrong.
She opened the window for ventilation.
I could vaguely see my mother moving.
But when I looked again, my mother had a rosy face, a happy smile, and seemed to be sleeping comfortably and deeply.
She didn't care.
Looking at his sleeping family, he smiled, climbed out of bed carefully, put on his clothes and quietly went out to prepare breakfast for his husband and mother.
This courtyard is the ancestral home of my hometown.
Since the death of grandparents, most of the rooms have never been occupied. Except for the annual ancestor worship ceremony, they are basically empty.
Come out of the corridor.
Su Wan happened to bump into her aunt Zhang Hui, who was rubbing her eyes and feeling sleep-deprived.
"Good morning, uncle."
Hear sounds.
Ghost Aunt Zhang Hui's face suddenly turned red.
His eyes were a little dodgey.
After hesitating again and again, he said in a hesitant tone: "Xiao Wan, I know you are still young, and it is easy to start a fire with dry wood, but this is a clan house after all, and the sound insulation effect is not very good. Fortunately, your uncle does not live here these two days. Otherwise, both sides will be embarrassed if they hear any noise."
Su Wan:? ? ?
"Aunt, what did you say? Why didn't I understand?"
Amelia Su was a little strange.
What was my aunt talking about so early in the morning?
"Just... when you consummate your marriage, keep your voice down."
Ghost Aunt Zhang Hui gritted her teeth and said.
She listened all night.
Couldn't sleep at all.
At the same time, I felt a little emotional that being young is good.
It didn't stop all night.
It was basically all night long.
Now I still have the energy to get up and prepare breakfast.
If it were her, she would have fallen asleep long ago.
"Uncle, what are you talking about? We didn't have any last night."
Su Wan was ashamed and said quickly.
"Huh? No?"
This time.
Ghost aunt Zhang Hui was stunned.
If it wasn't Amelia Su, who would it be?
You must know that in the current ancestral home, Shen Jian is the only man.
As for the other two, one is his sister-in-law and the other is her mother-in-law.
A little thump.
Her face suddenly turned pale.
It seemed like something was possible.
"Aunt, what's wrong with you? Did you not sleep well last night?"
Amelia Su walked forward and expressed concern.
"No, I'm fine. Maybe it's because I experienced too many things yesterday and I had some insomnia, so I had hallucinations."
Ghost Aunt Zhang Hui's tone became hesitant.
Fleeed back to the room.
Amelia Su was puzzled for a while.
…
at the same time.
After Amelia Su left the room.
The ghost mother-in-law Shen Ruxin also slowly opened her hazy eyes, which happened to meet Shen Jian's slightly lowered eyes.
She showed a coquettish smile.
"I haven't seen enough yet. I was scared to death just now. I thought I was discovered by Xiaowan."
Her nervousness was relieved.
I just feel refreshed after this short sleep, and I feel as if I am much younger.
His whole body seemed to have endless strength.
Shen Jian's eyes moved.
[Ghost mother-in-law Shen Ruxin]
[Current status: happiness, joy, love. 】
[Favorability: 121 (extreme love)]
Looking at the panel display, Shen Jian was a little more thoughtful.
After raising the favorability of the ghost mother-in-law to 100 points, he returned several times and chose to be gentle with the ghost mother-in-law in order to raise the favorability of the ghost mother-in-law to an extremely high level.
This 120-point stage of extreme love should be feasible.
Think about it.
Shen Jian whispered: "We were lucky this time and did not wake up Xiaowan, but if we keep doing this, she will find out one day. Our future tasks still need to make Xiaowan accept your relationship with me." matter."
"We are her closest and most trusted people. As long as we guide Xiaowan more subtly in the future, I think she will slowly accept our relationship..."
Shen Jian was still thinking about the rice bowl at this time.
The ghost mother-in-law's favor has reached this stage, and she has basically obeyed his words. He feels that there is no problem anymore.
If you want to improve, I'm afraid you will need to get along with each other for many years.
But he doesn't need such a high favor.
After all, no matter how high you are, you should reach the stage of a dead soldier.
What's the difference between this and being controlled by him under hypnosis?
Not interesting at all.
The most important thing now is to find a wife.
Only by letting his wife accept their relationship can he truly act freely in this family without having to be secretive.
When I think of starting with 3 words...
Shen Jian felt a little strange in his heart.
and.
In addition to the wife and mother-in-law, there is also a sister-in-law in this family, as well as a sister-in-law who has never been seen before.
Starting with 5 words, hiss...
…
During meal.
Aunt Ghost's eyes were always on Shen Jian, Su Nuan, and sister-in-law.
She couldn't have heard it wrong.
But if it wasn't Xiaowan last night, then who was with Shen Jian?
She regretted that she was so focused on listening that she forgot to identify who the voice belonged to.
But no matter which one it is.
She felt like the sky was falling.
These two people are so bold.
It was simply audacious.
In ancient times, this meant being dipped in a pig cage.
"Little aunt, why are you looking at me?"
There is something strange about the ghost mother-in-law.
There are no flowers on my face.
Why is Zhang Hui looking at herself like this?
"No, it's nothing. You look really good. I wanted to ask what skin care products you have used recently."
Uncle Gui’s tone was vague.
Her first suspect was her sister-in-law.
Especially when we first met a few days ago, my sister-in-law's moisturized complexion was exactly the same as now.
She looked radiant, as if she were several years younger.
Shen Jian was thoughtful.
But I didn’t care too much.
After dinner.
He went out the door.
Two days later is the River God Festival.
But he decided to deal with the sons of the river god now.
…
Happy B&B.
Instructor Gu greeted him.
"Yan Luo, according to our investigation, this Xiaoluo River is very long, extending to the depths of the mountains, and we also found several villages where it goes down to the river. Obviously, these villages are all built on the Xiaoluo River. The terrifying thing about the River Goddess... I suspect that the other party is a ghost king."
Hear this.
The crowd stirred up another wave.
In the hunting folklore, they encountered a red-clothed ghost that they had never seen before. Now, is it possible that they have to face the ghost king head-on?
Too old.
Is there any fairness in this damn horror game?
A group of two-star and three-star players were asked to face the threat of a ghost suspected of being a ghost king.
Shen Jian nodded.
There is no doubt that the River Goddess is a ghost king.
And he is also a terrifying ghost king whose level of terror far exceeds that of the Corpse King, the Hundred-Eyed Ghost King, the Girl in Paper Clothes, and the Ghost Controlling Old Man.
Even if it doesn't reach the abyss level, I'm afraid it's not much different.
Otherwise, how could Thriller Game allow him to take on this task.
"Just go and take a look and you'll find out."
Shen Jian said.
Turn around and walk away.
The River God Festival is two days later.
But according to the words of the ghost aunt, the River Goddess has not appeared in the past ten years. Xiaoluohe's new river god is a supernatural creature created by the River Goddess.
If that's the case, then he won't wait any longer.
soon.
Shen Jian came to the lower reaches of Xiaoluo River.
In the distance, you can see a small village surrounded by mountains and rivers.
Shen Jian glanced over.
It seems that a river god festival is being held here.
The village was decorated with lanterns, red banners, and red flowers. A group of men were still killing and washing pigs there, while women were busy plucking the feathers of chickens and ducks.
Let everyone present have the illusion of returning to the real world.
But take another look.
Some of the men who were being shaved had their heads missing, some had hollow eyes, and some were missing half of their bodies.
The women whose hair was being plucked all looked pale and looked strange.
The so-called pigs are actually human bones.
These are clearly a group of terrifying ghosts.
Villagers in this small village downstream also discovered Shen Jian's group of uninvited guests.
An old man wearing a shroud walked over, supported by several fierce ghosts who still had intact bodies. He cupped his hands and said politely: "The old man is the head of this village. All of you friends who came from upriver must be distinguished guests. , there is a loss and a welcome from afar.”
As the saying goes, stretch out your hand and don't hit the smiling person.
But Shen Jian just glanced at him and said, "Old man, who is your friend?"
Hear this.
A group of young and middle-aged people looked unhappy and their expressions were distorted.
"There is still more than a day left before the River God Festival. What do you want to do now? Offer sacrifices in advance. Do you want to establish your presence in front of the River God in advance and let him protect you?"
Shen Jian spoke again.
His eyes became dangerous.
The old man's expression changed.
These people came from upstream and must be people from Sujia Village.
Sujia Village occupies the best environment in the upper reaches and is the village with the strongest clan power in the Xiaoluo River.
Now, there is a bit of intention to raise an army to hold him accountable.
In their small village, the strongest one is him, the old village chief in Qingyi, who can never stop Sujia Village's attack.
The old man's body was trembling slightly, as if he was afraid of something: "Dear guests, we are also forced to have no choice."
"Last night, the River God appeared. The ghost baby that was sent as a sacrifice a few years ago suddenly climbed up from Xiaoluohe and asked us to offer ten female dolls to the River God as wives."
"If we don't deliver it, he will flood all the surrounding villages on the day of the River God Festival."
"Old man, I am just a small person, and I know that I cannot destroy the custom of the River God Festival. But the Lord River God personally ordered it, and I dare not disobey it, old man."
Hear this.
The rest of the people were stunned.
This river god really knows how to enjoy it.
Do you really think that being called a river god means he is a real god?
Even if this river god is a top-notch red-clothed ghost, he would not dare to say that he would kill the surrounding villages.
Shen Jian glanced at the village.
He focused his attention on a child whose body was white from soaking, his lips were black, and his limbs looked like they were rotting.
Seeing Shen Jian's eyes, the little boy immediately turned around and ran away.
Shen Jian grabbed the opponent.
Without saying a word, he just started talking about a set meal.
Water Soaker:...
Stop fanning, stop fanning, if you fan any more, all the water in your stomach will be gone.
"Did the river god send you here?"
Shen Jian asked calmly.
The water-soaked ghost glanced at the riverside, hesitant on his face.
"You have to think clearly. If you tell me now, the River God may not know. But if you don't tell me now, I will immediately put you into a complete panic and you will never wake up."
Shen Jian, the old Shinto.
This time.
The water-soaked ghost finally nodded.
next moment.
Shen Jian twisted his head off.
The water-soaked ghost turned into a puddle of muddy water.
Shen Jian was expressionless, not surprised.
This is not a bad ghost at all.
But a ghost slave.
A supernatural creature with the so-called memory of a ghost child.
Turned.
Shen Jian looked towards the Xiaoluo River.
Think about it.
He took out the mourning stick.
As the Yin Qi poured in, it was thrown out by Shen Jian.
The river exploded into a huge wave.
"Where is the river god here?"
"Get out of here."
"You dare to occupy a river without paying the river management fee."
Shen Jian's voice spread out.
The yin energy in the river surges and gathers.
A figure wearing a red and black robe slowly emerged from the water, with a stern face, staring at the humans on the shore with a sly expression.
"Human, what do you want to do?"
"It's nothing, I just want to inform you that it's time to pay the river management fee, and you, the river god, are incompetent. I lost my things, shouldn't you help me get them up? Otherwise, what's the use of you, the river god?"
"Quickly, bring me the gold mourning stick, the silver mourning stick, and the white mourning stick."
Shen Jian took two steps forward.
With a playful expression, he looked down at the ghost figures on the water.
The terrifying level of this river god surpasses the normal level of top red-clothed ones, but is not as good as the most common ghost king.
Being able to become a river god, occupy this small Luo River, and be worshiped by all the ghosts, and even the lame old man is in awe of him, he still has some strength.
A supernatural creature, but its supernatural power can reach this level.
This also made Shen Jian become more and more interested in the River Goddess who had the power of the Ghost King.
(End of chapter)
