Quick Wear: I and the Female Match Share the Battle Shirt

Chapter 188 Infinite Flow Female Supporting Character (4)

The village chief walked in front and led the way, and Xin Yi deliberately fell behind and walked side by side with Lu Changqing.

"What happened to your high school classmate?"

Lu Changqing: “I don’t know.”

"Aren't you wondering why she's here?"

"It's strange, but I don't know how she showed up."

Xin Yi looked at Lu Changqing and asked doubtfully, "Aren't you afraid?"

"Of course I was scared, but seeing everyone else so calm, I had no choice but to act strong."

I don’t know if it was because Lu Changqing’s voice was too loud or Huangmao’s ears were too sharp, but the other party heard what he said.

"Sister, you don't have to pretend to be strong anymore."

This yellow-haired guy is slick and always self-righteously strikes up conversations with girls. Lu Changqing knows that this guy can't deliver on his promises, so he didn't respond to him.

But Xin Yi answered, "Why?"

She was indeed curious about this.

The yellow-haired man smoothed his hair and smiled with a crooked mouth, thinking he was very handsome, "Because her strength is here."

Xin Yi: ...

Lu Changqing: …

Divine gold!

Seeing that Lu Changqing ignored him, the yellow-haired man became even more excited, "I just heard from Brother Chen Hao that you don't have a boyfriend yet, what do you think of me?"

Lu Changqing refused, "No, the boss told me my fortune before I went to the funeral home, and he said that I have a strong destiny, and he was afraid that I would kill you."

Huang Mao just thought that Lu Changqing was joking with her, and said in a very humorous way: "It's okay, I will buy Nike shoes in the future, so I won't be afraid."

Lu Changqing rolled his eyes and ignored the man.

After turning several corners, crossing a stone bridge, and winding through a bamboo forest, we finally entered the village.

Along the way, everyone learned from the village chief that the village they were going to was called Yinzhang Village. When talking about the village name, the village chief specially put together a word, saying it was "Yin" for "leading" and "Zhang" for "stamping", as if he was afraid that Lu Changqing and the others would recognize the wrong words.

The person who died this time was Liu Xiangmei. Her husband Wang Erzhu was hit and killed by a car three years ago, leaving behind only Xiangmei and her four-year-old child Wang Anping.

Now Xiangmei is also dead, and the Wang family is left with only a seven-year-old child.

Wang Erzhu is an outsider. He and his family of three live in a brick house halfway up the mountain. Everyone in the family has a bad temper and has a poor relationship with the villagers.

Later, Wang Erzhu died. Seeing that it was not easy for Xiangmei to raise a child alone, the villagers began to help Xiangmei and her child spontaneously.

The village chief wiped away his tears as he spoke, "Poor Anping, he lost his father and mother, he has no relatives or friends, I'm afraid he will have a hard time in the future."

Lu Changqing rolled his eyes in his heart, but said with a touching look on his face: "How could it be? With you here, the child will definitely grow up safely like her name suggests. You selflessly helped Xiangmei and her child back then. Now that Xiangmei is dead, I believe you will care about the child even more. Village chief, your village is full of good people!"

Lu Changqing's words sounded awkward, causing Xin Yi and the others to turn their heads to look at her. But seeing how touched she looked, everyone thought they might have been overthinking.

The village chief didn't realize that Lu Changqing was playing tricks on him, and actually thought he was praising him. He waved his hand and said, "What good or bad? We are just fellow villagers. The little kid is pitiful, and we will definitely help if we can."

Along the way, everyone was observing the situation in the village. In broad daylight, every household had their doors and windows closed. It was unknown whether they had gone to the mountains to farm or were just resting at home.

The village chief took Lu Changqing and his party to a walled courtyard and pushed open the wooden door. At the end of the courtyard was an ancestral hall built with wood and blue bricks.

Under the eaves of the ancestral hall was a black coffin, and in front of the coffin was a black-and-white portrait of a young woman. The woman in the portrait had dark eyes looking straight ahead, her lips slightly raised, smiling at the camera.

There was a thin child kneeling next to the coffin. The child looked like a motionless puppet. When Lu Changqing and the others approached, the child did not even look back.

"This is Xiangmei's child. How pitiful!" The village chief sighed in a drawn-out tone, and then said to Lu Changqing and the others, "We invited you here to help keep vigil for this child. This time the spirit needs to be kept for seven days. There are seven of you, so one day per person is just right."

Huangmao clicked his tongue and made the decision for Lu Changqing and the others.

"There's no need for one person to have one day each. The seven of us can be divided into two groups and take turns to keep vigil."

The village chief's face darkened, and he stared at the yellow-haired man coldly, "That's exactly seven people, one day per person."

"Is it necessary? We have beautiful ladies here. Please be considerate of the ladies. Ladies are very timid." Huangmao said while throwing a coquettish glance at Lu Changqing and Xin Yi.

"Exactly seven days, one day per person!" The village chief began to repeat the same sentence mechanically as before.

"Why are you so stubborn, old man! Will it cost you your life to split into two groups?"

"Exactly seven days, one day per person!"

The village chief's voice lowered even more, and there were faint traces of red bloodshot in his eyes.

Seeing the village chief's stubbornness, Huang Mao wanted to say something, but Lin Yan pulled him back forcefully, "One person per day, we all listen to the village chief."

The yellow-haired man broke free from Lin Yan's hand, straightened his torn collar, and said arrogantly: "What do you want to do, kid?"

Lin Yan glanced at the yellow-haired guy coldly, "If you want to die, don't drag us into it."

The yellow-haired man snorted and looked at the man with his nose, "What do you mean by life or death? He's just an old man. Can he beat me?"

Lin Yan snorted disdainfully and cursed him as "idiot" with contempt.

Huang Mao heard this and clenched his fist to hit Lin Yan, cursing: "You little white face, keep your mouth shut!"

Lin Yan was obviously well-trained. He grabbed the yellow-haired man's fist and twisted it with his backhand, causing the man's facial features to clench together in pain and he kept begging for mercy.

Lin Yan leaned close to Huang Mao's ear and whispered a warning: "You've completed a dungeon before, don't you know the rule that important NPCs will go berserk and kill people?"

"What...what?" The yellow-haired guy was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped.

The last copy Huangmao played was a puzzle game. The tasks were issued directly through the APP. Apart from the ghosts on the puzzle, there were no other NPCs.

He was lucky enough to meet a kind and upright high school girl in the copy. With the enthusiastic help of the high school girl, four people survived the six-person copy, and he was one of them.

Therefore, he had no idea that an important NPC had gone berserk.

Seeing that the yellow-haired man was so frightened that he dared not move and his body was as stiff as a sculpture, Lin Yan let him go.

Huangmao was almost thrown to the ground. Like a dog whose tail was stepped on, he turned his head and glared at Lin Yan fiercely. However, after meeting the other's cold eyes, he retracted his neck cowardly like a frightened turtle, not daring to move again.

Xin Yi stepped forward and said to the village chief: "Village chief, we will listen to you regarding the vigil. However, apart from the rule of one person per day, are there any other rules that we should pay attention to?"

Xin Yi's attitude was very gentle. The village chief's stiff face relaxed a little, and then he put on a strange smile.