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Seeing this, my sixth sense tells me that this ghostly old man really knows how to enter the Lost Village. It looks like I need to figure out a way to get the information from him. Hmm, at the moment it seems like there's no good way, so I'll just chat with him for a while to buy myself some time to think. So I put on a sweet smile and said, "Sir, so you are the examiner for this test. It's a pleasure to meet you, examiner. I'm ready, please give me the question."
In my opinion, this ghostly old man must want to test me, otherwise he wouldn't have put on this examiner's appearance, so I tried to speak in this direction for a few sentences.
"Setting questions? What questions could I possibly set? I have an unfulfilled wish, which is why I can't reincarnate and have been wandering around this village. But whenever the villagers see me, they all run away, and I feel awkward about approaching them to ask for help with my wish, fearing they might think I'm looking for a substitute. Today, I met you, who isn't afraid of me, and I know the entrance to the Lost Village, so I said that. Do you understand now, little girl?" the ghostly old man asked with initial confusion, then explained the reason for his appearance here and why he approached me. It turns out that the old ghost deliberately revealed himself to me.
"I understand now, sir. So, what is your unfulfilled wish? Tell me, and if I can help you fulfill it, I will definitely help you. Whether you want to pass a message to the living or find a ghost marriage partner, I can help you with it," I nodded, indicating my understanding, and then solemnly assured the old ghost.
"What are you saying, little girl? My husband is with me, why would he need another companion? You're just a child, not learning properly and picking up bad influences from outside, encouraging my husband to find a mistress. If you keep encouraging him, I'll make sure to teach you a lesson." At that moment, an elderly woman suddenly ran over from a distance and stood between me and the old man. She glared at me and shouted, "Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't know about your family's situation. I was just speaking casually. So, may I ask, are you a human or a ghost?" The appearance of the elderly woman startled me, and I nervously took a few steps back and asked. I didn't know if this old lady was a human or a ghost. If she was a ghost, then I would have to be wary of two ghosts at the same time and also find out the whereabouts of the Lost Village.
"Of course it's a ghost. Otherwise, why would we need you to help us fulfill any wishes? I could have helped the old man myself. Old man, is it too unreliable to have her help us fulfill this wish? She's so stupid, I really don't have much hope for her." The old lady looked at me with disdain and started muttering with the old man.
"Darling, how do we know if we don't try? I think this girl, although she looks a bit stupid, should actually be smart, right? Haven't you heard of 'the wise are silent'? Our son often says that. Let's give it a try. Otherwise, when will our son be able to stabilize his position? We have no choice. Let's fight for our son. When our son's career is stable, we can also go to the next life with peace of mind." The old man whispered to the old lady, but my ears were sharp, and I heard it all.
So it's for your son after all. I don't know what it is. If it's something worldly, I might not be able to help, but in order to enter the Lost Village, I'll try my luck with my limited abilities. So I quickly smiled and asked the two of them, "Sir, elderly woman, tell me, what is the wish? If it's not too difficult, I will definitely help you. If I can't do it, I will try all kinds of ways to help you two, how about that?"
"Girl, let me tell you, it's really not difficult at all. It's just a matter of finding a way to spend a little money to open up a tunnel, allowing the beautiful scenery of this mountain to come out, attracting a major investor to make this place a famous tourist attraction, and securing my son's position as the mayor here," the old man said with a smile.
"What? You want me, a commoner, to help a town mayor and say it's not difficult? Sir, are you kidding me?" I exclaimed in astonishment. Maybe in the past, with Gui Li's blessing, I could have used Gui Li to help dig a tunnel, but now I can't use Gui Li at all. Isn't this a disaster?
"Since you say it's difficult, forget it. Sir and the elderly woman won't force anyone. Just pretend Sir and the elderly woman didn't say anything. You can leave, and we'll continue to wait for someone destined. Let's not interfere with each other," the ghostly old man said, his face immediately turning cold as he pointed into the distance, indicating that I should leave quickly. The old lady's gaze towards me also became friendlier, as if I owed them eight million.
What's the matter? I haven't even asked about the whereabouts of Lost Village yet. I can't leave. So I awkwardly said, "Sir elderly woman, I was just joking earlier. Please don't mind. It's just finding a way to help Your son by spending a little money to dig a tunnel. Give me some time, and I will definitely come up with a good solution."
"Little girl, that's more like it. People should face difficulties head-on. Your generation lacks patience and is too quick to give up. That's not a good trait. Anyway, we're not in a hurry. We've been waiting for several days, so waiting a few more days doesn't matter to us. Take your time to think." The old man was pleased when I redirected the conversation.
The elderly woman walked over to me with a smile and asked, "Are you hungry, young lady? Let me treat you to a freshly made Steamed BBQ Pork Bun, still warm."
"Old lady, what nonsense are you talking? Don't scare the young lady. With your plain vegetable bun, how dare you pretend to offer a high-class Steamed BBQ Pork Bun? If you're so capable, go kill someone and make me a Steamed BBQ Pork Bun to taste. I've never had one in my life. I've wanted to eat it for so long. I've asked you so many times to kill someone and make me some human flesh to try, but you, sigh! Look at you, I just mentioned it and you're so scared. Hmph! In your whole life, you don't even dare to kill a chicken, yet you dare to talk big." The old man looked at the elderly woman with some disdain. As soon as the ghostly old man mentioned killing someone, the elderly woman was immediately scared, her hands trembling and her face turning pale. The several steaming hot buns she was holding almost fell to the ground.
"Sir, eating human flesh is not good. Look, these are all your neighbors. Do you really want to eat them?" I dared to persuade the old man to dispel this idea.
Otherwise, if he really ate human flesh, wouldn't that become a disaster for this area, and tarnish the reputation of the Dark Lord Shen Chen? Because the dead are all under the jurisdiction of the underworld, if the old man goes around killing innocent people, the blame will definitely fall on the underworld. People will say that the underworld is incompetent, and I don't have the power to eliminate them, so I can only advise and persuade.
"Haha, little girl, the old man is just joking with the elderly woman. Don't take it seriously. Even if I want to eat, I won't eat someone from here. I will find someone like you, a passerby, to try it!" The old man laughed, looking like a kind and amiable old man, but in my eyes, he instantly turned into a demon from hell. Damn it, if it weren't for needing me today, wouldn't I become what he called a steamed BBQ pork bun.
For safety's sake, I'd better contact my friends in space and ask Little Yellow to pick a few powerful ghosts to come and protect me.
But after trying to contact Space for a while, there was no response at all. Upon closer inspection, I realized that I had actually lost contact with Space. Is my niece trying to get me killed?
Oh no, it looks like I'm really in danger now. I can only rely on myself to get out of this. External forces are really unreliable. Wait, it's not just external forces, even my own strength is unreliable. Right now, the most reliable thing is intelligence. I need to be smart. Sigh! I'm often scolded as stupid by Shen Chen and blood sea. Can I still figure out a way to find the entrance to the lost village today? It's really a headache.
Forget it, let's not think about these things for now. The best way is to persuade this old man not to eat human flesh. Otherwise, it won't be good if he eats me when he doesn't need me anymore.
So I busied myself with the old man and then advised again, "Sir, you look like a kind person, and you can do anything for your son. Even if you become a ghost, you still care so much for your son. But aren't the living parents even more precious to their children? If you eat the people passing by here, how sad would the parents of those eaten feel? Put yourself in their shoes. Can you bear to do it? If Your son knew that his father had become a ghost and was eating human flesh, would he still dare to acknowledge you?"
The ghostly old man immediately fell into contemplation after hearing my words. After a long while, he seemed to have made a big decision and solemnly assured me, "Young lady, you are right. Although I really want to eat Steamed BBQ Pork Bun, I will definitely not think about it anymore for the sake of my son. Darling, you don't have to be afraid. I will never force you to kill again and make Steamed BBQ Pork Bun for me."
Upon hearing the old man's words, the old lady was unexpectedly overjoyed and cried tears of happiness. It's clear that the old man's desire for Steamed BBQ Pork Bun had almost driven the old lady crazy. Despite her fierce appearance, the old lady had a kind heart. The old man, on the other hand, appeared gentle and kind but had a dark heart. Truly, one cannot judge a ghost by its appearance. Today, I have truly gained some insight.
Fortunately, I just managed to persuade the ghostly old man to give up his desire to eat human flesh, so I consider myself quite luckiness. At that moment, the old lady seemed so overjoyed as if she had just been liberated. She walked over to me, tears streaming down her face, and handed me the buns she was holding. However, I dared not eat them as I thought to myself, "Even if this isn't a Steamed BBQ Pork Bun, where did you get the flour from? I didn't see you making it just now, and now these buns suddenly appear. Could they have been magically transformed from stones? I'd better be cautious." Since I wasn't really hungry and didn't mind either way, I pretended to burp and said, "elderly woman, I'm not hungry at all. Please keep these buns for yourself and the old man."
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