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At noon, everyone took a break in a small valley.
Wuchang Ghost sat off to the side, pulling out his cooking gear and starting a fire to prepare his meal, not joining Scar Monkey and the other five.
Ming Ming Liang cheerfully called out to him, "Wuchang Ghost, come join us for lunch!"
Wuchang Ghost simply waved his hand, indicating he would pass.
Scar Monkey scoffed from the side, "Why are you calling him over?"
Ming Ming Liang retorted, "It's his first time participating in our activities; we shouldn't ignore the newcomer."
Scar Monkey was momentarily at a loss for words, then said, "Don't you think he looks a bit eerie?"
The team leader, Feng Wuhen, laughed heartily. "The monkey is scared off by that kid's username! So what? Last time I led a group, there was a girl with long hair named Sadako who kept me company for three days."
Scar Monkey shook his head helplessly. "No, it's definitely not just because of the name. Have you all noticed his face? Every expression seems so stiff. It doesn't look like his own; it’s as if he's wearing someone else's face as a mask."
Upon hearing this, Ming Ming Liang dropped her metal chopsticks with a clatter onto the stone, producing a crisp sound. She couldn't help but exclaim, "Stop it, Monkey! Are you trying to scare me to death?"
Everyone secretly glanced at Wuchang Ghost and saw him chewing on a piece of bright red beef. The muscles in his face moved significantly as he chewed, appearing quite lively and showing no signs of stiffness.
Suddenly, rustling sounds came from the woods behind Ming Ming Liang, like someone tripping over vines and crashing into dry branches.
She suddenly turned around and saw a slender white shadow flash by, disappearing in an instant.
Ming Ming Liang immediately got up and rushed to the bushes, shouting loudly, "Who? Who is it?"
Feng Wuhen, startled, replied irritably, "What are you doing, you crazy girl? You scared me!"
Ming Ming Liang anxiously said, "It's him! The one who was following me just now! A tall, thin person in white clothes! He was hiding in the bushes watching us eat!"
She scanned the surroundings and suddenly pointed at the distance, exclaiming, "That person looks just like him! Only he's wearing all white!"
Upon hearing this, Scar Monkey felt an inexplicable heaviness in his heart—Wuchang Ghost was engrossed in eating and hadn't noticed what was happening over here. Wuchang Ghost was dressed in all black.
He wore black clothes, while the "he" Ming Ming Liang saw was in white...
He was reclusive, cold, and unsociable... His name was Wuchang Ghost...
Scar Monkey couldn't help but recall a term that popped into his mind—it was indeed what you are thinking now—"Heibai Wuchang"!
The elders at home had told young Scar Monkey stories about Heibai Wuchang. They had slender figures, ghastly faces, and long blood-red tongues. They held paper flags and long chains, wearing tall hats to capture the souls of the dead.
To ensure they did not neglect their duties, they often arrived at the scene when people were on the brink of death, waiting for that moment when the soul would leave the body.
Scar Monkey looked again at Wuchang Ghost. He was extending his tongue to lick the rice grains stuck to his lips; indeed, his tongue was very red and very long...
"Ugh! What am I thinking?" Scar Monkey muttered to himself, shaking his head vigorously in an attempt to dispel those absurd thoughts.
He then focused on eating, trying hard to immerse himself in the lively chatter around him.
Miao Lang was a plastic surgeon, and at that moment, Ming Ming Liang was enthusiastically discussing how to contour jawlines with him.
Most girls were like this, always feeling they weren't beautiful enough, not perfect enough.
After patiently explaining a few things, Miao Lang sighed and said, "Most people who come to our hospital for surgery want to enhance their beauty and charm. But there are also some particularly strange individuals who bring in really unflattering photos and insist on making themselves look worse."
Ming Ming Liang looked astonished and couldn't help but ask, "Huh? Why would anyone want that?"
Miao Lang shrugged helplessly and replied, "Who knows? As long as they pay for the surgery, we just do what they ask."
As Miao Lang spoke, Wuchang Ghost's back visibly stiffened from a distance, making him appear particularly rigid.
However, everyone was too engrossed in their conversation to notice this subtle change.
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