The system pays attention to Su An’s mental state at all times, and when it reaches the limit, it will wake up Su An in time: “Host!”
The splitting headache felt instantly gone. Su An raised his head, and He Taosheng shouted around: “Wind God?”
Su An silently walked to his side and walked home with him.
The system cautiously asked: “Host?”
Su An didn’t say anything. After a long time, he said: “Let me figure it out by myself.”
He had to think about the name “Jiang Sheng” and the memory of the doll in his mind.
Why didn’t he have any impression of it before?
And what does this world want him to think of?
Time in the fantasy world has sped up much faster, and half a month has passed in the blink of an eye. Under the scorching heat, Xijing Village is already showing signs of water shortage.
At the west end of the village, He Taosheng was beaten again.
He held his head, his eyes full of anger and unyielding. A group of children laughed and surrounded him, doing the cruelest things with their most innocent faces as if joking.
The adults who were fetching water turned a blind eye, or looked at it with sneers, and then said lightly, “The child of the He family is not good.”
“Yeah, he can’t even fight. What future can a child like this have?”
“He doesn’t look like a boy. If I were his father, I would be embarrassed.”
Su An gritted his teeth: “My fist is getting harder.”
However, he couldn’t beat these people, so he could only squat aside and cheer for his little husband.
“Get up! Beat him! Beat them!”
With the breeze on his face, He Taosheng held his head while being beaten, and suddenly laughed, he thought, is the Wind God comforting me?
So embarrassing.
The way he was beaten was seen by the Wind God.
He Taosheng felt a sudden rage in his heart.
Why must the Wind God see this scene?
Why don’t these annoying people who are embarrassing him die?
He Taosheng gathered up a lot of strength. He tried to support his back and got up from the ground. He punched a fat kid behind him with a bruised face and said, “Get out!”
His expression is ferocious, and the cruelty like a little ferocious beast can be faintly seen on the cute and delicate face.
He pounced on the little fat man, scratching him with his hands and biting him, and soon he saw blood. The children who had never seen such a scene were stunned for a moment, and then they shouted in panic: “Ah, ah, He Taosheng bit someone to death!”
The adult by the river turned his head and looked, his face suddenly changed, he stepped forward and pulled He Taosheng away with force, but He Taosheng refused to let go. The adult said angrily: “You bastard is looking for a beating!”
Roughly pulling He Taosheng away, Su An even heard the sound of teeth breaking. He Taosheng rolled to the ground with a mouth full of blood. He spat out his mouth, blood was all over his gums, and looked at everyone with a bloodshot smile.
The other adult was furious and couldn’t help but kick He Taosheng, “Damn it, that outsider can’t even teach a child.”
He Taosheng was kicked directly into the river.
Su An was so frightened that his heart stopped, “Taosheng!”
He rushed into the water in panic, trying to drag He Taosheng out. Even if there were signs of a severe drought, the two-meter-deep river in the west of the village could still drown a child. Su An tried his best, but he was not a human being in the first place and could not pull He Taosheng up.
He dived into the water and saw with his own eyes He Taosheng’s pained and frightened expression, as he rowed his hands and feet desperately, with air bubbles spurting desperately from his breath.
Su An shed tears and gritted his teeth, “Fuck this.”
He had already guessed that this was the reason for He Taosheng’s death.
He Taosheng’s face turned purple, and his consciousness gradually disappeared. When he was about to die, he saw Su An.
Su An’s face turned pale, like a water ghost, his black hair was flying with teeth and claws, and his expression was as sad as a bird coming from the north and lost its way.
He Taosheng finally thought, the Wind God turned out to look like this, he was so cute.
A strange sense of satisfaction arose in his heart.
It turns out that he can see him when he’s dead, then death seems not that bad.
But it’s such a pity, he was so unwilling.
I also want to hug him.
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He Taosheng died.
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Time became faster after that, and in the blink of an eye, two months had passed.
And severe drought finally came to Xijing Village.
The people in Xijing Village were tortured to the point of death by the severe drought. The ignorant villagers gathered together and each picked up shovels, rakes and wooden sticks to catch the drought monster aggressively.
Legend has it that the Drought Demon is only two or three feet tall, and its victims are all children. This group of people had the same goal, and the first thing they wanted to dig up was He Taosheng’s grave.
Father He and mother He hugged their legs and knelt down to bed, crying out of breath. The villagers threw them away in annoyance, “Bad luck!”
“I think it was the death of this outsider that sucked away the moisture here, which led to the severe drought!”
“The river is dry. If this continues, everyone will die, including you two! You’d better catch the Drought Demon together with us, otherwise you will become the Drought Demon’s accomplice!”
“Bah! What the hell.”
Father He and mother He were pushed aside. The villagers worked together to dig out He Taosheng’s coffin, opened the coffin lid, and saw the child’s body inside.
Everyone gasped.
He Taosheng has been dead for two months, but his body is intact. His skin was soft, his black hair was fluffy, and his face was neat. He seemed to have just fallen asleep, except that his chest did not rise and fall.
His body is not stiff, nor does he have long hair, nor does he have nails containing corpse poison or a blue complexion. He Taosheng is not a drought demon, but the villagers said in fear: “It’s him!”
How can anyone still look like this after two months of death? So it must be him!
He Taosheng’s body was placed on the dry ground. The villagers took whips and sticks and angrily threw them at He Taosheng. The blood and broken flesh of the dead body collapsed on the ground. Mother He’s eyes were wide with anger, she suddenly broke away from the villagers and rushed forward, “I’m going to fight with you! Don’t touch my son!!!”
She threw herself on He Taosheng so hard that a nail rake didn’t catch it and hit her directly. The blood on Mother He’s body flooded He Taosheng’s mouth and nose. Mother He tilted her head and lost her breath.
Su An shuddered and realized that the clothes on Mother He looked very familiar. This style was worn by both men and women more than 20 years ago. It was the same clothes he wore when he first came to Xijing Village.
It turns out that this is the reason why He Taosheng pestered him and called him mother.
Father He gritted his teeth, his hands trembled with hatred, and he rushed over with red eyes. He picked up a stone and smashed the villagers’ heads crazily, “I’ll kill you!”
The village chief hid behind and said quickly: “Both of them have been possessed by the drought demon. They are no longer human beings. Hurry! Exorcize him too!”
Father He was eventually beaten to death and died next to He Taosheng.
The blood of both parents drowned He Taosheng like the river on the day of his death. The blood was sucked up by the hungry land, and hatred and resentment spawned the birth of evil things.
The villagers cut He Taosheng’s body into pieces and buried the three members of his family randomly on the mountain opposite the west end of the village. Su An watched helplessly as the black evil spirit hovered above the mountain tops, and watched as the heavy rains one after another made the villagers of Xijing Village change from ecstasy to panic.
The continuous rain turned into another disaster. The villagers began to think of ways to stop the floods. Just like “driving bone stakes” during severe droughts, they threw the little girl in the village into the river, which was called a sacrifice to the Dragon King.
Every time a little girl dies in the village, the yin energy increases, but the rain does not stop.
The villagers didn’t understand that this was a useless method. If one of them didn’t work, they thought it was because there weren’t enough people, so they moved two, three, eight or nine…more and more dead bodies were fished out of the river. The corpses thrown carelessly at the west end of the village rotted and became fertilizer for weeds and wildflowers.
The strong Yin Qi gave birth to the Ghost King, and the Ghost King’s hatred aroused the hatred of other wronged souls.
So the drowned ghosts who died in the river began to find people from the village to be scapegoats, liberate themselves, and be reincarnated.
The villagers finally got scared. They were worried that they would be the next to die. Especially those who once pushed their own daughters out were so afraid that they could not sleep or eat well.
The villagers had to swear with tears in their eyes that they would find someone to be the scapegoat for the daughters in the river, and they would offer them incense at every meal to make amends, just to stop the drowned ghost from killing them.
Xijing Village gradually turned into an evil place.
The entrenched Yin Qi and evil spirits shrouded the area in white mist, nourishing all evil things. The dead began to hide their corpses, and zombies appear one after another.
The village of a hundred households gradually became only a few dozen households. When the population of the village reached 118, He Taosheng, who had been enveloped in hatred and evil spirits for twenty years, opened his eyes again.
Su An stood guard at the edge of the tomb.
The dark wind howled and the black branches swayed.
The terrifying, thick mist-like breath enveloped every pore of the skin, and everything on the mountain avoided it, making no sound.
He Taosheng climbed out of the grave.
His body is dead, but his soul has grown up over time. He Taosheng stood on the grave, full of ghostly aura and full of hatred.
This is what He Taosheng really looks like.
Violent, dangerous, and prone to madness at any time.
Su An was instinctively scared, but he wanted to cry again. He buried himself on his knees, and after watching He Taosheng’s life in just a short time, he felt distressed.
It’s so miserable. How could it be so miserable?
He burst into tears, but he couldn’t help it. Why is Jiang Sheng’s world worse than the next?
Obviously in the last world, they were so sweet. He thought Jiang Sheng could sleep well in this world and not be afraid of anything.
Adult’s breakdown comes in a flash, and Su An didn’t expect that as he cried and cried, the harder he cried, the more he cried.
In the past, Su An was not someone who would vent his emotions with tears.
He is very stubborn, as stubborn as little He Taosheng. In the first world, it was extremely difficult to even fake crying, but since traveling through worlds one after another, he has been pampered and spoiled by his man, and has become a little cry baby who cries when he feels uncomfortable.
It’s too much. It’s all Jiang Sheng’s fault.
Su An sobbed, and the surrounding environment slowly changed. The mountains turned into deserted houses, and weeds as tall as a man buried Su An, who was hugging his knees and crying.
His tears fell from his face, some were absorbed by his clothes, and some fell to the ground. The dry soil hid the tears and disappeared in an instant.
He was crying and suddenly felt someone touching the back of his neck.
Su An shook his head and raised his head blankly with a red nose.
“He Taosheng?”
His Adam’s apple was touched, and his eyes were brushed by cold, invisible hands. This familiar and creepy temperature was the evil ghost who had secretly made love with him last night.
Teacher Yu opened his mouth slightly, feeling scared and sad. He looked at the air cautiously and choked up: “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have just entered your house.”
After watching the entire fantasy, Yu Su’an had a lot of affection for He Taosheng. He sympathized with his plight and felt sorry for the evil ghost. Without even the slightest hesitation, he believed that everything that happened in the fantasy was true.
Su An’s red eyes and slightly parted lips made the evil ghost smile with satisfaction.
The evil ghost drew down Su An’s face and looked at the ignorant young teacher. The evil ghost thought to himself, he is so cute.
My wife is so simple and easy to deceive.
The evil ghost lowered his head, and Su An suddenly widened his eyes and panicked.
His lips and teeth were spread wide open by something invisible, his tongue was hooked and danced together, and his saliva was sucked greedily. Su An was forced to raise his head and open his mouth. “Uh-huh,” he grunted, and a mouthful of saliva slipped charmingly from the corner of his mouth before he could swallow.
Su An pushed away the air in front of him and didn’t touch anything. The other party could touch him, but he couldn’t.
As if angered by his rejection, a gust of wind suddenly lifted Su An and sent him to the shadows on the side of the house. The tongue was still there, making Su An’s jaw almost stiff.
The invisible evil ghost turned Su An over and forcefully spread his legs to make him kneel on the ground. Su An put his hands on the corner of the wall and raised his buttocks. The ghost played with his buttocks obscenely and sinisterly.
Su An was horrified, “He Taosheng?!”
This ghost is different from what he imagined!
He Taosheng was clearly a good oldest son, a poor little kid, an evil spirit aroused by hatred.
What happened to him now?! Doing this as soon as he comes out of the illusion?
Su An felt that his feelings had been deceived for a moment, and the tears he had just cried out of sympathy for him seemed to have been in vain.
The evil ghost smiled strangely, and said with an evil aura: “You are so cute.”
As he said it, a chill ran eerily down his pants.
Su An reflexively straightened his back and trembled, and said with a cry: “He Taosheng, don’t be like this. I can help you. I can bury you and your parents properly. I remember the location of the grave.”
“You, help, me?”
The mysterious voice sounded again.
Yu Su’an nodded quickly, “Don’t worry, I’m a teacher and I keep my word.”
The cool thing was spinning dangerously behind, and Su An suddenly felt a pain in his chest, and his nipples were twisted through his clothes.
The evil ghost smiled silently and said: “I want to be resurrected.”
Can ghosts be resurrected?
Yu Su’an was a little puzzled and asked seriously: “How do you resurrect?”
He was standing here with his butt raised in doggy style. Su An was so ashamed that he wanted to end this conversation quickly.
The evil ghost said: “I want Yang Qi.”
Yu Su’an thought quickly, “Is it the yang qi on the jade pendant or black dog’s blood?”
The evil spirit laughed again.
Su An suddenly felt like he was being licked gently. His eyes widened suddenly, his earlobes felt cold, and the evil ghost said: “Your yang qi.”
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Outside the door, Qin-Qin watched helplessly as the teacher disappeared, and the door of the deserted house was quickly closed tightly. She hurriedly ran back to wake up Zhou Hao and Chen Tian. The three of them rushed back with willow branches, peach branches and boy’s urine. Qin Qin threatened with a trembling voice: “Open the door. If you don’t open it again, we will piss!”
In the shadow of the deserted house, Su An was shivering and avoiding the evil ghost’s hands everywhere. The evil spirit’s bad nature was exposed. Su An covered his left side, and he touched the right side. Su An pulled his little hand back, and he pulled it over.
Why did he think He Taosheng is a good boy? Su An’s head exploded.
As soon as Qin Qin’s words came out, the cold air around him instantly condensed, and the faint evil energy turned into black mist and rushed toward the door. Yu Su’an became anxious and shouted: “Don’t hurt my students!”
The black air stopped in the courtyard.
But the evil spirit’s breath is still not good.
Yu Su’an swallowed his saliva, and in his desperation, he remembered what Qin Qin had once told him, sweet talk, yes, sweet talk.
“Don’t, don’t let them disturb us,” Teacher Yu was about to cry, “You, you are a good ghost, right?”
The black air still lingers.
Yu Su’an took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and endured the fierce feeling of shame, “He Taosheng, I have a great affection for you. I signed a marriage contract with you. You are my husband. As my husband, you cannot harm my students.”
The black air suddenly dissipated, and Su An’s lips and tongue were stretched open again. The invisible ghost seemed to be extremely excited. Su An was pushed against the wall with great force, enduring it patiently, and trying to please him in a strange way.
All of He Taosheng’s evil thoughts grew wildly the moment he saw Yu Su’an, as if he had already restrained himself for this person for a lifetime, and the evil ghost only thought of plundering, only thought of taking him for himself.
“Has anyone touched you?” The evil ghost suddenly asked sinisterly.
Su An shivered from the cold. He shook his head quickly and trembled, “No, this is my first time.”
The evil ghost’s aura instantly became stronger.
Yu Su’an was so blurred by the kiss that he suddenly felt a little shy. He grabbed the corner of his plaid shirt and stammered: “It’s not good to proclaim lust in the daytime, in the daytime, wait for the night, let’s talk about it in the evening.”
The cold breath hugged his waist, and the evil ghost seemed to be coaxing and showing weakness, “Do you really like me?”
Yu Su’an was a little panicked and nodded heavily, “I really like you.”
He couldn’t see the guilty look in his eyes, he just thought that as long as his voice was louder and his fists clenched tighter, the person could see his sincerity.
I’m such a bad seed, thought the evil ghost.
As if he didn’t notice anything, he said: “I’m glad.”
Yu Su’an suddenly felt guilty. He lowered his head and tried his best to make up for it: “I will bury you well.”
“I still have a soul trapped in the grave,” The evil ghost said. “If that soul is gone, I will disappear. Dig me out and give the bones to me. This matter will be left to you.” He smiled slyly and stammered, “My wife.”
He Taosheng told Yu Su’an such an important thing, and Yu Su’an’s good heart was immediately tortured. He buried his head and said dejectedly, “How can I give you yang qi?”
His eyes are firm now, and even if the evil ghost asks him to sacrifice himself, he will agree without hesitation.
The evil ghost gave a creepy smile and said softly: “Your skin, hair, nails, body fluids…everything you have, as long as you give it to me anytime, anywhere, I can get your yang qi.”
“If there is no Yang Qi and I appear during the day, I will be in pain,” The evil ghost said lightly and pitifully, “And I will disappear into thin air.”
Yu Su’an was startled, “Then take some more!”
He quickly opened his lips, his pink tongue looming, and said vaguely: “Is there enough saliva? How much hair do you need?”
The evil ghost sighed silently, lust sinking in his eyes.
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Half an hour later, Su An walked out of the deserted house.
The students hid in the alley next to the deserted house. When they heard the sound, they rushed out with “weapons”. After seeing Su An, both parties were stunned for a while. The students were the first to react and were surprised: “Teacher!”
Teacher Yu looked tired, “Shh, let’s talk about it when we get back.”
The three of them hurriedly followed him back. On the way, they met five or six villagers standing under the eaves and looking at them. Su An thought for a while, then turned to Chen Tian and said, “When you pass by the next villager later, pour the boy’s urine on his back.”
Chen Tian nodded solemnly.
The rain obscured the things in their arms. When they passed the next corner, a villager also looked at him with cloudy eyes, as if he saw four perfect scapegoats.
Su An whispered, “Splash.”
Qin Qin suddenly took a step forward, “Uncle?”
The villager looked at Qin Qin, with his back exposed. Chen Tian took the opportunity to splash it over. The villager seemed to have been splashed with hot oil and sulfuric acid. He fell to the ground and rolled around in pain, “Ahhhh!”
The students were startled and looked at the villagers with ferocious expressions in panic.
Su An thought, sure enough.
The villagers who have lived in this terrible land for a long time have become inhuman and ghosts.
Sooner or later they will die.
Those ‘people’ weren’t normal at all…
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