Now we really don't have the extra energy to move at all. After calming down, our bodies are occupied by the pain radiating from our limbs.
Even though we were curious and wanted to see what the paper man surprise mentioned by the Five Eastern Ghosts was at the end, our bodies did not allow us to do this.
We can only maintain the posture of relying on each other and serving as each other's fulcrum, and continue to sit on the big stone.
Watching the golden light gradually glowing on the horizon, the sun slowly climbed above the horizon, spreading its brilliance to the world. I was even lucky enough to appreciate the scene of the sun rising in the east and the waning moon in the west, and the sun and moon shining together.
The only thing left of Lang Hongyi's body that could move freely was his mouth. He coughed and asked, "What did you do to the ghostly married girl's head without caring about yourself yesterday before you struck the thunder?"
He waited for a few seconds, maybe it was strange that he didn't hear my answer, and turned slightly sideways to see how I was doing. Just this small movement made me and him groan. It was really the injury on his body.
It hurt and I couldn't help but blurt out.
"It seems you are not dizzy. Tell me. None of us can move now."
"How can a person as noble and beautiful as Mr. Lang be curious sometimes?" When I spoke, I felt a severe pain in my waist, and there seemed to be something blocked in my chest that was about to burst out. My voice was louder than
It was a few points lower in the past.
"Speak nicely and don't be arrogant."
Lang Hongyi feels quite human to me now. He no longer cares about his words when he speaks, and he lacks the coldness that usually has nothing to do with him. It makes me feel that the two of us can have a simple relationship from this moment on.
Call them friends.
"Haha, that's my lady's belongings, worth... two yuan and fifty cents!"
I was joking and gave it a try, admiring the clouds that were dyed orange by the nascent sun in the direction facing me, and I was actually in a pretty good mood.
At this time, there was no ghostly married woman, no chosen groom Zhou Xi, and no ghost actors in the Ghost Crying Valley holding back their tricks. Instead, I felt a sense of relaxation.
Ever since my grandfather left and I took over the mantle of a makeup artist, I have never felt this way again. I couldn't help but take a deep breath.
Immediately afterwards, he was interrupted by a dull pain in his chest, and he coughed violently, spitting out a mouthful of black dirty blood before reluctantly stopping.
"Are you okay? Ye Sanman!"
"It's okay. It's just blood stasis. It feels better to cough it out. How are you? Have you remembered what my magic weapon is for defeating enemies?"
Maybe it was because I could speak much more smoothly after spitting out the blood bruises than before, so Lang Hongyi's nervous voice was somewhat relaxed, "I couldn't have imagined such a cheap artifact."
"Hahaha... I knew it! This young lady is simply a genius. The thing stuck on the head of the ghostly married girl's body is a pure metal cross I bought at the school gate when I was in school. It cost exactly two and a half yuan!"
"You...you actually used that thing to draw thunder. It's really your fault!"
I actually heard a smile in Lang Hongyi's voice. This is rare. It seems that after a night of desperate struggle, this man is in a good mood, weirdo!
Just like that, for fear of falling asleep, we began to exchange meaningless words with each other, but our relationship became closer than ever before and we were no longer strangers.
Until... human voices came from this sparsely populated basin.
"Ye Sanman...did you hear that? Say something back if you heard it!"
"Master Lang...are you here..."
Voices sounded one after another, and they happened to be calling our names.
The voice sounded familiar, as if the village chief and others were bringing the villagers over.
These people are quite conscientious, and it is not in vain that we fought so hard to save their son yesterday.
From the sound of the voices, these people were still a little far apart. Our current physical condition makes it impossible to shout so loudly. Neither of us has the strength.
Lang Hongyi struggled to pick up a piece of broken stone on the ground and began to beat it rhythmically on the big stone sitting under us.
The sound was crisp and clear, and it spread far away. Someone in the distance shouted, "Village chief, there seems to be movement in the basin below!"
"Quick, let's go over and take a look. Lao Wu said it's nearby..." The village chief's voice was not very clear, but the general meaning could still be heard.
His suggestion was immediately questioned by fellow villagers, "Village Chief, you can't go there, there is a very evil girl's temple over there..."
"It's clear as day, we are a bunch of big men who are afraid of a ball. Look at you, you are a coward. If you don't dare to go, just go back and don't stand out like this!"
The village chief's voice got closer and closer, and I felt sincerely that this village chief was quite a good person.
"Lang Hongyi, they are here, keep knocking." I weakly spoke to the people behind me, and the crisp sound of knocking stones continued to give those people a general direction.
But before those people came near us, they exclaimed, "Oh my God, run quickly, I said this place is not clean, look... there are still some paper figures lying here!"
There was a commotion in the crowd, and I could tell that there were a lot of people coming this time. I also heard the startled voice clearly, and it was undoubtedly Chu Fufa.
This bastard wants to leave before he finds us. It's really a waste of time to save his little grandson!
"Don't panic. It rained and thundered yesterday. If the paper man had been wet long ago, do you think this paper man looks like a real person? Does it look familiar?"
"Heimao's father, come here and see if this looks like your Heimao?"
"Oh, that's not the case, Heimao... Heimao, what are you doing? You can't die!"
I listened to the noise over there and thought that the eight paper figures dominated by the ghostly married woman in the temple last night were actually the eight missing people!
This news was indeed a bit shocking. Thinking of the trapeze move I performed yesterday, I felt a little scared. I hoped that the Ghost King had caught them and not been thrown to death by me.
"This is old Xiaohua from the Zhang family. Hey...this is the kid from Daqing..." There were elders from each family who came with them. When they heard that their children were there, even though they looked like paper figures that looked very impressive, they still rushed up.
Go and check on them.
At this time, the distance between us was not far away. I clutched my chest and shouted as loudly as I could, "Village Chief, we are here!"
"Sanman, it's Ye Sanman's voice. Come with me and have a look."
It could be heard that the village chief was quite excited, and the grass under his feet was squeaking loudly. After a while, he saw the village chief and many villagers appearing around him.
"Look around again. The eight missing people are all around here. Just remember not to enter the broken wall area of the small temple."
There is still the smell of corpses in the temple after the women who were married to ghosts were burned, and those who go in and smell it are harmful to their health.
"Okay, okay, let's go look for it. You wait, we will carry you back to the village later!" The village chief quickly called on everyone to start looking around. Not long after, they found eight people who had been made into paper figures.
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Lang Hongyi and I were finally placed on the makeshift stretcher together with those others. Fortunately, we didn't have to drag our bodies back to the village by ourselves.
Along the way, the village chief was very curious and wanted to ask me what happened last night!
I was in so much pain that I really didn’t want to talk, so I could only pretend to be powerless and close my eyes. If I wanted to know, I would wait until I returned to the village and listen to it with Uncle Wu.