Chapter 228: What’s This About Marrying First and Loving Later? 13(2)
Yan Wenruo, startled, froze, her body stiff as she reappeared in Tao Ning’s sight, carrying a basket, her gaze evasive.
She wanted to say something to ease the tension, but under that calm gaze, she couldn’t utter a word, only fear remaining.
Facing the village chief and the Wandering Ghosts, she hadn’t been this scared. Facing the former, Yan Wenruo still had the capacity to think or escape, but facing Tao Ning now, her silent authority made her unable to move.
The scene she had just witnessed replayed in her mind.
Just now, the seemingly timid and beautiful woman had suddenly produced a sword, thrusting it directly into the blue-clad Taoist priest’s chest, swift and decisive.
A moment later, Tao Ning withdrew the sword, and the man fell into the river, startling the gathered fish.
Blood dripped from the tip of the sword, but the beautiful woman had already turned her head, looking at the stunned Yan Wenruo.
Yan Wenruo’s mind was blank, only one thought remaining—she had been discovered.
Thus, the awkward and stiff scene unfolded.
Xuan Miao watched with interest for a while, then lowered her head and whispered in Tao Ning’s ear, “You scared her.”
Xuan Miao could be seen by whomever she chose, and Yan Wenruo was clearly not on that list.
“…” Tao Ning flicked her sword, shaking off the blood, and with a twist of her wrist, the sword disappeared from her hand.
The broken door bolt was usually kept in her system space, taken out only when needed.
Of course, this also cost points, and over the years, the storage fees had accumulated quite a bill for Tao Ning.
In Yan Wenruo’s eyes, it was like magic, Tao Ning simply moved her hand and a sword appeared, then moved her hand again and the sword disappeared, just like the immortals in TV dramas.
But the possibility of immortals appearing here was higher than the probability of Yan Wenruo surviving today.
Tao Ning said to Yan Wenruo, who was hiding far away, “Why are you delivering food today?”
Since she had been seen, there was no need to maintain her usual persona. Yan Wenruo was a tourist, not a villager, so any out-of-character behavior wouldn’t be surprising to her.
With an evil ghost sitting on the altar and living corpses roaming around, an NPC’s personality change wasn’t as strange as the previous two.
Hearing her words, the frozen figure finally moved, carrying the small basket, almost shuffling towards Tao Ning: “I, I, I, I, I…”
Her voice trembled as she spoke.
Xuan Miao chuckled, her cold fingertips pinching Tao Ning’s earlobe: “I told you, you scared her.”
Tao Ning wasn’t to be outdone: “Yes, she’s so scared she’s even stuttering like you.”
Xuan Miao was stunned at first, then realized that Tao Ning had insulted two people with one sentence.
“I…” Yan Wenruo steeled her resolve, biting her tongue. The sharp pain instantly straightened her tongue: “I, I came to deliver food because everyone else was busy, so they asked me to come.”
Knowing that the village was short of sacrifices recently, they had sent her to deliver food, hoping she would encounter some accident and die along the way. Yan Wenruo had been extremely careful, but she hadn’t expected to run into Tao Ning.
Having witnessed the final boss killing someone, would she have a chance to go back?
Chu Que, the Taoist priest, who was incredibly alert even against numerous villagers, had reacted slowly in front of Tao Ning, like a scarecrow. Compared to Tao Ning’s speed with the sword, Chu Que had seemed like he was standing still, waiting to be stabbed.
Even Chu Que was defenseless, what ability did she, an ordinary person, have to resist or escape?
I’m just here to be a dish, literally.
Yan Wenruo said with a slight sob, “But I didn’t expect the Mountain God to have the habit of eating while disguised as a bride.”
Tao Ning: “…?”
She had mistaken her for the man-eating fake Mountain God?
Being seen as the final boss was something Tao Ning hadn’t expected. This little girl had quite the imagination.
Xuan Miao floated to the side, the real Mountain God mocking Tao Ning mercilessly.
“…” Tao Ning was speechless, reaching out her hand, “Give it here.”
She was hungry and wanted to eat.
Yan Wenruo misunderstood Tao Ning’s meaning, interpreting it as “give me your life.”
She cried, thinking, I’m not a domineering CEO, I can’t just snap my fingers and give you my life.
To avoid seeing her gruesome death, she closed her eyes.
Then she felt her arm lighten, the small basket being taken away. Opening her eyes, she saw Tao Ning already at her doorstep, one hand holding the basket, the other picking up the broken door bolt from the ground.
Confirming that it couldn’t be fixed, Tao Ning casually threw the bolt away, stepping over the threshold and closing the door.
Yan Wenruo was left standing alone in the desolate wind: “?”
Did the final boss only eat vegetables and not staple food recently?
It was getting colder and colder, and Yan Wenruo couldn’t help but sneeze. She belatedly realized that the final boss didn’t seem to want to eat her, and she walked back, her numb legs finally moving.
On the way back, another thought occurred to Yan Wenruo, was that really the final boss?
If not, then what was she?
With this question in mind, Yan Wenruo carefully walked back to the ancestral hall, where it was still bustling with activity, everyone seemingly happy.
The happiness was limited to the villagers. The tourists in the player camp were huddled among the villagers like quails, not daring to make a sound.
Someone noticed Yan Wenruo’s return, seeing that she was safe and sound, a hint of disappointment flashing in their eyes, which Yan Wenruo happened to catch.
From a carefree university student to an observant player, in just a few days, her growth was beyond her own imagination.
Ignoring the disappointed gazes of the surrounding villagers, she went straight to Liang Chun, wanting to tell her what had just happened.
After surviving the encounter with Tao Ning, the villagers didn’t seem so scary anymore.
“Sister Liang, I have something to tell you later…” As soon as Yan Wenruo finished speaking, the villagers’ voices came from the other side.
Someone called them over, saying they had found something, and many villagers put down their work and went over.
“Let’s go take a look.” Liang Chun casually hid the scissors on the table, handing another pair to Yan Wenruo, and followed the villagers.
The crowd had gathered by the riverbank leading to the large river outside. Some were already impatient and jumped into the water.
Everyone in Lingxiu Village could swim, and even those who couldn’t, it didn’t matter, they were already dead, and they couldn’t drown without breathing.
They would float up like dead fish, very convenient.
Liang Chun, arriving a step later, didn’t understand why the villagers were suddenly so interested in the river, and she stood on a rock to look.
The villagers pulled something floating in the water ashore, clearly a person.
“We have a sacrifice.”
“This one is fresh, send it to the village chief later.”
Someone turned the body over, revealing a pale and familiar face, the large bloodstains shocking Liang Chun.
Liang Chun’s heart trembled, taking a closer look.
There were two fatal wounds on Chu Que’s body, one on his chest, the other on his throat, both intended to kill him.
And Chu Que was indeed dead, dying silently.
“Chu Que is dead?” Liang Chun gripped the scissors in her hand, “How did he die, who did it?”
She had wanted to take revenge herself, but she hadn’t expected her enemy to be already dead, floating down the river and discovered by the villagers.
But both wounds were clean and swift, who in the village could do this?
Recalling the four remaining people in the tourist camp, Yan Wenruo was a university student, she herself was an office worker, and the remaining two, a man and a woman, were a delivery worker and a hiking enthusiast. If any of them had this ability, they would have shown it already.
Yan Wenruo tugged on Liang Chun’s sleeve: “Sister Liang, this is what I wanted to tell you.”