"Here, is this a sheep or a person?"

"Could it be that it was originally a human child, suddenly turned into a sheep, and was finally killed and turned into this pot of mutton..."

"He even served it to us to eat."

Professor Yang's words reminded Gu Yan. His scalp was numb, he hugged his stomach, stumbled out and ran out, found a place to vomit.

Bai Chuchu was very courageous, and without changing her expression or heartbeat, she opened the lid of the aluminum pot again, stirred the inside a few times with the large spoon, and found something special.

Bai Chuchu lifted this thing up. It was a red velvet bag with a small plastic seal inside, and it was a ring.

The metal ring holder was engraved with the pattern of auspicious clouds and lotus flowers, but the inlaid gemstone was a little special. Bai Chuchu turned on the flashlight he carried and took a look, and it turned out to be black.

"This seems to be obsidian."

She thought of the pocket watch she had lost for a long time, feeling a little sad. No matter what kind of magic weapon it was, in Bai Chuchu's heart, it was the last thought her mother left for her, and she must find it.

"The inscription engraved on it is the character Chu."

Professor Yang took the ring and saw the inside of it.

"This is your thing."

Professor Yang took the opportunity to put the ring on Bai Chuchu's left thumb, and it fit perfectly.

"Ahhh!"

Several people were studying the ring when Gu Yan's screams were heard outside the house.

Bai Chuchu rushed out of the house.

Everyone followed closely behind.

"Then, there's a ghost there~"

Gu Yan shook his legs, closed his eyes and pointed at a location behind him.

Bai Chuchu turned on the flashlight, and a bright light penetrated the darkness and reached the root of the wall.

There was indeed something squatting there, with its back to everyone and its shoulders still swaying.

"I'll go take a look."

Bai Chuchu walked closer step by step with a flashlight in hand, and Ling Ziyue followed behind, never leaving.

Professor Yang and Vincent also followed, and only Feng Weiji stayed where he was, comforting and looking after Gu Yan who was in tears.

"Girl, if you have any grievances, tell us, maybe we can help you."

Bai Chuchu walked until she was one step away from the figure and stopped.

I waited for a while and did nothing.

Bai Chuchu boldly put the hand that had just put on the ring on the left shoulder of the ghostly figure.

A burst of heart-rending screams shook the entire space.

The ring in Bai Chuchu's hand emitted golden light, like fire, quickly burning the figure. She turned her head angrily, her mouth full of blood, and a bloody arm held in both hands fell to the ground.

He stretched out his claws with long nails towards Bai Chuchu's throat. In desperation, Bai Chuchu raised his hand again, and the obsidian ring immediately shot out a golden fire dragon and rushed towards the female ghost.

She was completely surrounded by this sea of ​​fire, moaning and screaming in pain. Sometimes it was a child's voice, and sometimes it was a girl's voice.

"Bai Chuchu, you help the tyrants to commit evil, you will not die a good death! Bai Chuchu, I will kill you!!"

The female ghost became more and more distorted in the fire. In a short time, she was completely burned by the fire. Finally, the fire dragon had eyes again and got into the ring on Bai Chuchu's hand, completely silent.

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A few seconds later, the space where they were standing began to collapse. Several people supported each other and ran forward desperately while the place collapsed. The fragments behind them broke faster and faster, and they were about to catch up.

Feng Weiji suddenly opened his eyes after the break.

I looked around and looked at the environment. The other people were still sleeping. It was already bright outside and I was still in that strange guest house.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling a little dazed.

Could it be that all this is just a dream?

"Death or death..."

Just as he was wondering, Gu Yan also woke up, and then Professor Yang, Ling Ziyue, and Bai Chuchu all sat up one by one.

Everyone looked ugly, as if they had gone through a huge life-and-death ordeal, and they were breathing heavily.

"Thank God, this is just a dream. I'm still so young, and I have a lovely wife and young children. I can't just be so unclear and explain it here, woo woo woo..."

After experiencing the speed of life and death, Gu Yan realized what it meant to escape from death. He couldn't help hugging his brother Ling Zi and started crying bitterly. Unfortunately, Ling Zi, who had always been oblivious to shame, ignored him and became indifferent.

Throwing him aside, he looked at Bai Chuchu with worry on his face.

"How are you?"

"I'm fine."

Bai Chuchu was touching the obsidian ring on her left thumb and was lost in thought: If all this was really just an illusion, how could she explain the extra ring on her hand when she woke up?

"Are you awake?"

It’s that aluminum pot from the dream again!

But the person who brought the pot in was replaced by an old woman with white hair, her eyes were kind and clear.

"You're so hungry, I made some food."

When I opened the lid, there was bloody mutton with a strong odor. The aroma of vegetables hit my face. Apart from some vegetables, they were just coin-sized noodles, which were very light.

After struggling for a whole night, several of them were really hungry. They hesitated again and again. Even though they were still frightened, they couldn't help themselves. They spontaneously filled a bowl each and started sucking it up deliciously.

Bai Chuchu almost shed tears after taking a mouthful of batter soup.

She was very familiar with this taste. More than ten years ago, when her mother was still alive, her family was poor and could not afford meat, so she could only buy some stale vegetables on sale in the evening and cook a large pot of noodle soup to drink.

One drink lasts all day.

At that time, she was still ignorant and could not quite sympathize with her mother's difficult life. She always quietly threw away these hard-earned vegetables, hoping that her mother could buy some meat and vegetables.

My mother should have known where the reserved vegetables had gone, but she gently did not blame her. She just silently went to a far away place to pick some free wild vegetables.

Bai Chuchu carefully drank the noodle soup in the bowl bit by bit.

She never imagined that more than ten years later, after having tasted all the delicacies in the world, she would still cherish this bowl of wild vegetable noodle soup that she had always abandoned.

Bai Chuchu's eyes gradually became moist, and her eyes were red as she stared at the old lady in front of her.

"Little girl, how does it taste?"

The old man's clear eyes seemed to penetrate people's hearts.

She looked at Bai Chuchu with a smile, her eyes soft.

"Old man, I still want to drink a bowl, is there any more?"

Bai Chuchu tried hard to control her raging emotions, sniffed and looked at the old man sincerely.

"Hahaha, you are the first one to like my blind old woman's noodle soup."

"What a pity. A few decades ago, my own daughter hated eating noodle soup the most. She had to go to a big city to make a living and see the colorful world outside. If she left, she would be over thirty.
Chapter completed!